"Oh, I'm not Tian Qigong's bridge, how do I know what he thinks?" Uncle Li was a little impatient, "However, I pondered, although Lao Tian is stinky and hard, he is still quite upright, and the reason why he pulled you into the 17th group should be to have a way to eliminate your demonic nature, and let you transform this magic into the ability to uphold justice." Of course, all this has to wait for you to rescue Tian Qigong, and then ask him directly. ”

This old liar is waiting for us here! However, no matter what, the fat man and I have made up our minds to go to the primeval forest area in the north, and there is no reason to give up halfway.

"Hehe, uncle, when we see the Tian team, we must tell him that you are crying and shouting to be a bridge with him, I guess he is crazy." The fat man, who hadn't grabbed the words for a long time, said coldly, and almost didn't make Uncle Li angry.

The so-called Lianqiaoer is a northeastern dialect that refers to the husband between sisters, collectively referred to as Lianqiaoer. However, in Northeast slang, if a man has an affair with someone else's wife, the unlucky man who is cuckolded will be jokingly called Lianqiaoer along with the adulterer.

When Uncle Li said this, he was obviously taking advantage of Tian Qigong, no wonder the fat man squeezed him, and he was so angry that his old face was full of purple smoke, and he was in a hurry.

"Ahem, didn't you just say that there are any magic arrows, well, I'll see what they are." Uncle Li was a little furious by the laughter of the two of us, for fear that we would use this handle to blackmail him, so he hurriedly talked to him left and right.

However, Uncle Li's reminder, I really remembered the magic arrow that had been lying in the backpack, and hurriedly took it out for Uncle Li to identify.

At this moment, Deacon Cui, who was choosing a "car" in the next room, also jumped out of his throat, which scared us, and said that he was still working on a bicycle with the instability of this burning buttocks, where is it to drive a car, isn't Uncle Li intent on harming him?

After Deacon Cui floated over, one foot rubbed the ground, and I and the fat man "poofed" for a while, it seems that the bicycle that Deacon Cui rode in Hades is really broken enough, and there is no brake, this old gentleman is used to using foot brakes.

However, he forgot that this is the yang world, and his ghost feet can't touch the yang soil (listed as a watchman, this is not a storyteller's nonsense, when have you ever seen ghosts "snapping" all over the street, they are all floating around), can only hang in the air, and as a result, he hit Uncle Li solidly, making Uncle Li so angry that he is going crazy.

Deacon Cui bared his teeth apologetically at Uncle Li: ", I'm used to it, I forgot that my feet don't work here, and I'm bald." ”

Immediately, Deacon Cui stared at the magic arrow in my hand with a nervous expression: "What the hell, why is it so murderous?" Where did you get this thing from, tell me quickly. ”

Deacon Cui's look like a great enemy made me and the fat man a little overwhelmed, and I didn't know why he was so "cold" to the magic arrow. Even Uncle Li felt a little incredible: "What's wrong with you, you're shocked, who dug your ancestral grave?" ”

Deacon Cui ignored Uncle Li, and still looked at me and the fat man very persistently: "Come on, where did you come from?" ”

Seeing that Deacon Cui was so nervous. Uncle Li motioned for me to tell Deacon Cui the origin of this magic arrow. After listening to me explain the origin of the magic arrow, Deacon Cui repeatedly looked at which magic arrow with a puzzled expression.

Seeing Deacon Cui's chattering look of pretending to be a ghost, Uncle Li couldn't help but speak: "What kind of fart do you have to let go, why are you so anxious?" ”

"No, a few days ago, when I sent ghost criminals to the Black Rope Hell, I saw several judges getting together, muttering something mysteriously, I was very familiar with them, so I listened to them a few times, saying that a few days ago, Jizo Bodhisattva convened the Ten Halls of Yama to say the Dharma, and it was said that the bullfighting star had flashed three times for no reason recently, and it seems that the three most murderous weapons that have been lost for a long time in the world are about to be born, and the world is about to usher in the catastrophe of blood and rain." When Deacon Cui said this, he looked at the magic arrow in my hand again and stopped talking.

"Do you suspect that this magic arrow is one of the three murder weapons?" I was completely shocked by the language spoken by Deacon Cui, and asked in a lost voice.

"Well, your initiation time is too short to feel it. But I've been in contact with ghosts a lot, so as soon as you took out this arrow just now, I felt a compelling murderous aura, just this thing in your hand, I think it's definitely no less than the Yellow Nest 'Ten Thousand Beheadings' hidden in the underworld. ”

'What's that?' 10,000 beheaded'? Aren't those two stupid executioners during the Nanjing Massacre in Little Japan, and their ghosts have also entered the hell of our China? No, why are you closing it, why do you accept everything, and are there any rules and regulations? "As soon as the fat man finished speaking, I secretly cried bitterly, this fat man with many mouths and many tongues will suffer.

As expected, before the fat man's words fell, Deacon Cui looked at Uncle Li, whose entire old face was flushed, with a sneering face: "I said Li Tou'er, it seems that your apprentice used to be a teacher who taught history, just this quality, isn't this misleading?" ”

Uncle Li didn't laugh angrily, and beckoned to the fat man: "Yifei, come, come here." ”

The fat man was there full of righteous indignation, and he didn't look at Uncle Li's face, and walked over with a majestic air bag, I gloated at this natural stupidity, thinking that Uncle Li would definitely give him a sucking and crunchy big neck, but the result was even more dramatic than I expected: I saw Uncle Li touch the fat man's chin with his hand, and the fat man's cheeks were removed, and the fat man with dislocated cheeks opened his mouth wide, his saliva flowed, and his mouth was still "Abba Abba" without stopping.

"Why are you so fast, people say Qianmen Lou, you say machine gun leader, remember, 'Ten Thousand Kills' is a sword used by Huang Chao, you said that the two Japanese shattered and urged 'Hundred People to Chop', what can I do with you." Uncle Li was angry, and rubbed the fat man's chin with his hand again, and the fat man's mouth finally closed.

Wiping his saliva with the back of his hand, the fat man didn't dare to say more, and retreated behind me with low eyebrows, putting on a sad and urging look of an angry little daughter-in-law, which made me happy, and I almost rolled on the ground.

"Hehe, young man, remember, tongue movement is not life, and it is better to talk less in everything." Deacon Cui saw the fat man who was really hurt, and took the opportunity to fall into the well.

"Okay, your fucking mouth is cheap enough, if you have something to say, grind and chirp, do you call you Cui Niang." Uncle Li taught the fat man a lesson because of his feelings, and he was also in pain, so he took the opportunity to sprinkle a belly of bird anger on Deacon Cui.

Deacon Cui knew that Uncle Li was a well-known calf protector, so he didn't pick up the stubble, and continued: "This magic arrow not only has a murderous aura on it, but also a bad spirit, indicating that its original owner is not only murderous, but also should have a certain demonic nature, could it be that the owner of this arrow is Genghis Khan?" If that's the case, then it must be one of the three murder weapons. ”

"I grinded for a long time, and I didn't say one, two, three, and I wasted my work." The fat man hid behind me and muttered hatefully.

I don't know if Deacon Cui really didn't hear it, or if he pretended not to hear it, anyway, after he glanced at me and the fat man meaningfully, he smiled and stopped squeaking.

"No, you talked about it for a long time, it seems that these things have nothing to do with you, so why were you so nervous just now?" I looked at Uncle Li'er's face, which was quite gentle, so I dared to ask Deacon Cui.

"What do you kid know, if there is chaos in the world, it must kill a lot of people, right? When the time comes, the official will naturally be busy. However, there are more ghosts, and naturally there is more oil and water, hehe" Deacon Cui smiled lewdly, while the fat man and I opened our mouths wide and had a breathtaking expression.

His uncle, today, we finally know what is the highest level of cheeky black heart art: the co-author Deacon Cui is not nervous about the catastrophe in the world, but just curious about the murder weapon that caused the catastrophe in the world. What's even more paradoxical is that he is more concerned about how to make a fortune, this miser and a black-hearted ghost, I'm sorry. 、

Uncle Li had a strange expression, it seemed that he was already familiar with Deacon Cui's temperament and was accustomed to it, so he ignored Deacon Cui, who had a look of longing and expectation, but looked at us: "Xiao Kai, Yifei, as a teacher, you have grown up, just do what you think you should do." Oh, by the way, the two of you now have a soul bead in your body, it is like a battery in your body, the more soul you ingest, the stronger the power to transform into your body, but remember one, you must regularly participate in meditation and meditate, and absorb the soul in your body in time, otherwise once the ghost in your body is anti-sex, it will affect your primordial spirit, remember to remember. ”

When he said this, Uncle Li's eyes were full of concern, which moved me and the fat man. You must know that that kind of true feelings from the heart, no matter how clever an actor is, he can't imitate it, just at this glance, the fat man and I have all dissipated the misunderstandings and doubts about Uncle Li.

"Uncle, we remember, you should also take care, alas, when we have time, we will accompany you more." The fat man and I were also emotional, looking at the haggard Uncle Li, tears were about to fall.

"Don't make this peeing and chirping thing, I look at it and feel guilty in my heart." Uncle Li's mouth is hard, but the black gas on his face is getting thicker and thicker, this old liar with a cold face and a hot heart, a knife mouth and a tofu heart, he is obviously about to cry, and he still wants to lie to us, pretending to be strong.

The fat man and I didn't want to upset Uncle Li anymore, so we adjusted our emotions, returned to our usual appearance of hanging a child, and made a big old man fried spicy lungs for Uncle Li to satisfy his hunger.

"I'll tell you, I'm not used to that stuff, damn it, well, give me the whole boiled fish, I'm good for it." Deacon Cui really didn't treat himself as an outsider, and ordered food in the air.

This hates me and the fat man so much, but I dare not speak angrily, as long as I bite the back molars and go out to find raw materials for cooking.