The Bloated Ghost and the Tongue Puller greeted each other, and the three female ghosts hugged each other, closed their eyes to each other, and exchanged a hot kiss with each other.

Hey, female ghosts are also perverted and homosexual?

They should be rivals in love, why are they still so affectionate?

Women are incredible, and female ghosts are even more incredible.

The hanged ghost Sha Jishan, watching from the sidelines with cold eyes, watched with great interest.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was puzzled, scratched his scalp, glanced at the three female ghosts in confusion, smiled funny, and asked the intestine devil: "Big brother, do you want me to help?"

The gut-pumping ghost Meng Haodong looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "The city will soon send an engineering team to build a resort, but this Yanhuang Village is full of ghosts, and they all want to make trouble, which is very unfavorable to the construction." I hope that Brother Mao can introduce all the ghosts, big and small, into the cave behind the village where there are imports and no exits, and then lock them all up, so that this place will become quiet and conducive to construction. ”

"Ouch, that's a tall order. The poor ghost cried out bitterly, "If this matter is not handled well, I will pay for my old life." ”

"After this is done, the five million Stygian coins are my brother's!"

The gut-pumping ghost grabbed it casually, and there was a heavy bundle of dark coins in his hand.

"You lead those lonely souls and wild ghosts into the cave, I will take the opportunity to watch the entrance of the cave with these female ghost friends of yours, and when you turn around, you can take this bundle of dark coins to travel and vacation, and talk to me and me with those girlfriends. ”

The poor ghost stared at the Stygian coin, swallowed a large mouthful of saliva, and gasped, "It's not those girlfriends, it's that girlfriend." ”

"Is it me?" asked Shajishan, the hanged ghost, grinning.

"Well, you can go as far as you can. When you're done, I'll reward you with a few pennies to buy steamed buns. The poor ghost waved his hand impatiently and whispered to the gut-pumping ghost, "I didn't expect the Netherworld Treasury to allocate funds quite quickly. You keep the money first, and then settle the ledger when the matter is completed. ”

"I can come and get it whenever I want, and I will never break my word. The gut-pumping ghost reassured, and with a movement of his hand, the bundle of dark coins disappeared.

This hand is really free and easy, and you can always learn it sooner or later.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was still full of suspicions, and asked, "We are not busy building nineteen layers of hell, but we want to help humans build a resort, what is the reason?"

The gut-pumping ghost smiled proudly and said, "Brother Mao doesn't understand the mystery." Cost conscious, you know, doesn't letting people build reduces costs?"

The poor ghost hesitated and said, "You mean that people will build it, and then take it by force, and the resort will become a new kind of hell?"

"Those who know me, Brother Mao is also!" The gut-pumping ghost patted the poor ghost on the shoulder, and with a wave of his right hand, there was an extra golden cigar, and the blue smoke was faintly emitting, "Let's have a cigarette." Do it with me, and you will have a lot of money. Hmph, before the great cause is accomplished, you should be careful about women, lest you 'die before you get out of school, and the hero will be full of tears'. ”

"!" the poor ghost took a puff of his cigar, choked and bent over and coughed, shouting as he coughed, "Enough taste! Enough taste! Ghost life is precious, beauty is more expensive, if it is a banknote, you can throw both!"

The gut-pumping ghost laughed and clapped his hands and praised: "He is worthy of being a high school graduate, he is talented, and he has expressed his preferences to the fullest with a slight change of foreigner's poems!"

The poor ghost smiled bitterly, clapped his hands softly, and praised softly: "You are worthy of being a middle school teacher who changed careers, and you have a chapter, and with a slight agitation, you are going to let a handsome guy take a risk!"

"When are you going to act?" the gut-pumping ghost thought thoughtfully, "Without further ado, it's a lot of hard work, big hairy brother!"

"A piece of cake!" the poor dead ghost boasted, but his brows furrowed into pimples, and he sighed, "The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return!"

"What are you two talking about?" the bloated ghost noticed that something was wrong, and asked in a loud voice, "You two stinky male ghosts are not going to discuss in private, and you want to engage in a conspiracy to sell our beauties to ghost dealers, right?"

"No, no, who is willing to sell your treasures?" Meng Haodongle, the gut-pumping ghost, said, "I am willing, and your handsome guy is also reluctant." Just listen to the obedient words and stay, your handsome guy is going to make a fortune!"

The eyes of the female ghosts brightened.

The poor ghost threw a flying kiss at the female ghosts, spun around, and left the ghosts at great speed.

Is this going to lead thousands of lonely ghosts to the cave? The poor dead don't do that.

After leaving the gut-pumping ghost and the four female ghosts, the poor ghost stopped at a place where there were dozens of earth graves not far away.

Hmph, in front of the boss who is the first in wine and wealth, if you don't pretend to be greedy and lustful, and are mercenary, how can you get his trust?

Beauty is important, the underworld currency is important, and Lao Tzu's ghost life is even more important - the life is gone, the beauty, the underworld coin, what's the use of fart? I don't want to understand these fundamental questions, that's an idiot.

Is my Mao Changsheng an idiot? Lao Tzu is the most handsome guy in Yuhuang Village, a dignified high school graduate, born in New China, raised under the red flag, and will definitely not be an idiot!

Get rich? Of course you have to get rich!

To make a fortune, you must be ghost-oriented, safety first, you can't see the money, and you can't give up the basics!

So, the poor ghost carefully collected around the tomb, and collected four large waist bags of dumb firecrackers that had not exploded, but could still explode.

The wise man is not a sure battle, Lao Tzu is a poor ghost who thinks about change when he is poor, not a reckless ghost, and taking risks is not Lao Tzu's specialty.

The poor ghost was ready to stop, full of confidence, and floated to the top of Yanhuang Village, and the ghost cried wolf and roared: "Lao Tzu is poor and dead ghost Mao Changsheng has fallen out of love, and he doesn't want to live anymore." I'm going to cook it myself, cut myself with a thousand knives, make 10,000 ghost meat dumplings, and put them in every crack in the cave...... I'm not alive, I'm not alive......"

The poor dead ghost is a "medicine ghost," and if he can eat a rice ball stuffed with a "medicine ghost," isn't that better than 10,000 years of cultivation? What's more, that kind of rice ball is still cooked by the poor ghost himself, and the taste must be extraordinary, and there must be no ancient ghosts before and no strange things in the future.

So, when they heard the grief-stricken wails of the poor ghosts, they could no longer hold back, and they poured out, and they all rushed to surround the poor ghosts.

The poor dead ghost was not valued like this in his lifetime, and after his death, this is the second time that he has been taken seriously by the ghosts.

However, the poor ghost knows that as long as he shows a trace of color, he will immediately show his feet, although he is proud and frightened, he still pretends to be in a negative state of seeing through the red dust, shaking his head like crazy and trolling around, while lamenting pessimistically and misanthropically: "There is no one to love in the world, and after death, I enter the underworld, or I am still frustrated in the fucking love field every day, and I finally coveted a girlfriend with a crooked nose and an open mouth, but I was kicked by her mother, and I lost my face, and the more I lived, the more boring I became......"

Crying, unconsciously thinking of the past, touched the feelings, so sad and sad, crying tears like rain, sad and miserable.

Those ferocious male ghosts pretended to comfort him: "Don't be so sad and painful, as long as you endure the pain for a while, let us drink your blood, gnaw your flesh, and knock the bones and suck the marrow again, and you will be free......"

Those evil female ghosts who were insatiable in their desires, their eyes showed the light of greed, and they sighed and said: "Such a wonderful handsome ghost, if you like me, how can you fall out of love, I will definitely take him in my mouth from time to time and hold him in my arms......"

The poor ghost cried, coldly watching more and more ghosts around him, like thousands of crows besieging a sparrow, so frightened that he almost peed his pants, and suddenly spun around and flew towards the big cave in Yanhuang Village.

There was originally a cold ice ghost in the cave meditating and reciting the virtuous scriptures of "ghost urine and sheep dung, medicine to get rid of diseases", but at this time he didn't know where to go, and the poor ghost felt that the cold air in the cave was particularly heavy, unprecedented, sad and cold, after quickly leading the ghost into the cave, it suddenly turned into a yin wind, came to a sharp turn, and flew to the entrance of the cave.

Thousands of idle wild ghosts chased after each other, and they wanted to leave the cave with the poor ghosts, but the poor ghosts turned around and looked at the moon with a trick of "evil ghosts scattering sand", and a handful of sulfur flying debris was scattered, which immediately made the chasing ghosts retreat in horror.

At the same time, the gut-pumping ghost appeared at the entrance of the cave, and let the poor ghost, which spun and whipped like lightning, and beat the mountains and rocks like rain, and also hit several ghosts who were recklessly chasing after the skin and flesh, broken tendons, and threw them back far away.

The power is so powerful, how dare those lonely souls and wild ghosts rush to rush again, they all retreat to the depths of the cave one by one, and after a while, there is no sound, and at a glance, they know that they are frozen and frozen by the strange cold air.

The poor ghost muttered to himself: "I wanted to play tricks on that ice ghost, but I didn't expect that the ghost urine and sheep dung, gathered the essence of the sun and the moon, and gathered the aura of heaven and earth, and actually cured that thing, making his cold and ice true qi even better than before." ”

"Brother, the money is yours. The gut-pumping ghost withdrew his intestines, and with a raised hand, threw a bundle of newly shiny Netherworld coins in front of the poor ghost.

The poor ghost was overjoyed, and was about to bend down to pick up the money, when the inflated ghost, the tongue-pulling ghost, and the hanged ghost had already struck at the same time, grabbed the bundle of dead coins, and said in unison: "We have money!

The poor ghost saw that the three female ghosts did not give in to each other, and looked like they were going to fight hard, but the scissors ghost stood quietly beside him, looking indifferent So he sighed and said, "Congratulations to the three of you for making a fortune!

"It's better to be respectful than to obey. The three female ghosts stared at the money, sat down together in the middle of the cave, and began to count the money and plan to divide it.

The gut-pumping ghost pouted and floated away.

The poor ghost shook his head, gently pulled out the scissor ghost's hand, and floated away.