"Men usually don't cry, because men are usually very sober, they know: children can get some toys they want by crying, but adults, when they cry, can only cry in vain, and what they want can only be fought for by themselves. ”

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng suddenly heard a pleasant voice behind him, turned around, and found that after the steamer ghost finished speaking, he had turned around and walked away, as if if staying near the stone house for a moment would suffer more moments.

Yes, men usually don't cry, and male ghosts should be even more so - male ghosts suffer more than men.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng felt ashamed, stood up, wiped his tears quickly with his sleeve, and resolutely walked towards the four female ghosts standing in the distance.

The four female ghosts quietly looked at the poor ghost and said nothing.

"You have all become mute?" the poor ghost Mao Changsheng was very unaccustomed to this kind of silence.

The four female ghosts remained silent.

"Sit down, all of you. You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, but I do. The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was almost talking to himself, sitting cross-legged on the turf, and sighed for a long time.

The four female ghosts also sat down silently, still looking at the poor dead ghost without saying a word.

"What are you looking at me for? Although I am the most beautiful man in Jade Emperor Village, I will not have flowers on my face. The poor ghost Mao Changsheng asked, smiling bitterly.

The four female ghosts also smiled distinctively, but remained silent.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng wondered, shook his head, and said, "They all look weird!

The four female ghosts nodded in unison.

"You're underestimating me. The poor ghost Mao Changsheng stood up and said indignantly, "If I betrayed you, I wouldn't have the guts to come here, and I would have already sat in that stone house! Otherwise, his daughter would not be my wife, nor would she let us leave this strange place. ”

The four female ghosts clapped their palms together.

"What kind of slap when you have nothing to do?" The poor ghost Mao Changsheng became impatient, "I am a poor dead ghost, not a high-ranking official, my speech is like a fart, I don't have to clap my hands and pat my ass!"

The four female ghosts clapped their palms again.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was speechless, and sat back on the grass and sat out of an oval pit.

"Ahem, I'll say the first two. The swelling ghost Kang Xiumei stood up, "Brother Mao is getting cuter and cuter, I doubt that I will have a spring dream tonight - there must be you in the dream." You are sincere to us, and we will never be half-hearted to you. After meeting you, I was spared the pain of drinking fecal water from the public toilet, my voice was beautiful, my hands were also beautiful, and I was reborn. So, no matter where you go, I'm happy to follow you - I can't be your wife, and I'm content to help your mother take care of you. ”

These words are full of reason.

The three female ghosts laughed and blossomed.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng also smiled gratefully.

"What the inflated ghost said is the same as I thought," Ma Mengyao, the tongue-pulling ghost, said quickly, "I can't be your wife, it's okay to be your mother." ”

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng tightened his face.

The four female ghosts trembled with laughter.

After the hanged ghost Sha Jishan sat down, he said, "Brother Mao has cured the pain of hanging on my neck, no matter where he goes, I will help him." ”

The poor ghost nodded in gratitude.

The steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu stood up, smiled kindly, and said, "I didn't meet a good man in the world, but when I came to the underworld, I finally met a good male ghost, so I ......"

"So you're going to make a promise with your body?" said Ma Mengyao, the tongue-pulling ghost.

The poor ghost lowered his head, embarrassed and overwhelmed.

The steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu smiled calmly and said, "So, I have to be strict with myself, so as not to be moved and fall into the trap." ”

The poor ghost was puzzled—he didn't understand what that meant.

The inflated ghost Kang Xiumei felt even more like listening to the book of heaven, and frowned and asked, "Do you agree to support this handsome guy?"

Cao Jinzhu, the steamer ghost, did not answer, and asked, "How can we get out of this mysterious place?

Mao Changsheng, a poor ghost, said: "This place originally lived in a smoker who illegally planted opium poppies, and made a living by stealing opium. The corpses of smokers are mysterious, and as long as they are not buried in the earth, the ghosts that enter this place will not be able to leave except the ghost crows. I was caught by a ghost crow in this place, buried the bones by mistake, learned the secret, and left this place myself, allowing the crow to move freely. ”

"That's the case," Ma Mengyao interjected, "The crow used this secret to dig up the bones of the smokers and keep them in their own hands?"

"You long-tongued woman is really annoying! It's enough to listen to the handsome guy Mao!" the inflated ghost Kang Xiumei reprimanded unhappily.

The tongue-pulling ghost glanced at the swelling ghost and covered his mouth tightly.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng smiled and said, "The corpse of the smoker is the key to the psychedelic place, without it, any ghost can come in, but if you come in, you can't get out." The crowpecker's conspiracy is actually obvious, it is to lure those competitors to trap here, and he himself will sneak out at a certain moment, so that he can easily become the head of the nineteenth layer of hell. ”

"It's obvious. Cao Jinzhu, the steamer ghost, pondered and said, "Our top priority is to find the key to the corpse. ”

"That's right!" echoed the tongue-pulling, hanging, and swelling ghosts in unison.

"It's not that easy," said the poor ghost, irritably, "that corpse is not a crow-in a stone house, nor is it hidden somewhere around here, but has been sent out of the psychedelic land by the ghost crow. ”

"Let's go with the crows!" the tongue-puller suggested urgently.

The poor ghost smiled bitterly and said, "The ghost crow only listens to the crow's command. ”

"Weird brute!" the bloated ghost scolded.

"Only by forcing the crow to death can it be possible to recover the key step by step. The hanged man said abruptly.

The poor ghost said bitterly: "It's not that simple, it's useless to force the crow peck ghost to death." Because that ghost crow has been destroyed by the golden bamboo girl. ”

Cao Jinzhu's eyes widened in panic, and he said regretfully: "So, I made a serious mistake?"

The Bloating Ghost, the Hanged Ghost, and the Tongue Puller all looked displeased and stared at the Steamer Ghost.

The poor ghost sighed and said, "Sister Jinzhu, it's also for everyone's good, and I didn't know it...... It's hard to blame her. You don't have to be too anxious, maybe everything will be okay after a while. If it comes, then it will be safe, and we will just keep an eye on the crow—if he can leave, we can leave. ”

"If it goes on like this, I don't know how many years and months it will take?" Cao Jinzhu sighed, his eyes moistened, "I'm really sorry everyone, it's me who has burdened you!"

"Who wouldn't say this kind of superficial empty talk, what's the use of saying it?" said Ma Mengyao, a tongue-puller, disdainfully.

The hanged ghost Sha Jishan helped: "That's right!"

The swelling ghost proudly said: "If you do something wrong, you should make up for it." ”

Cao Jinzhu was silent, looking at the poor ghost sadly.

The poor ghost approached, held one of Cao Jinzhu's hands, and comforted, "You are not wrong. ”

"Now is not the time to blame each other, but to work together to find a way through this." ”

Cao Jinzhu pulled out his hand and said, "I'll make up for it—I'll find a way to find the key." ”

I believe this, and I look confident.

The three dissatisfied female ghosts all tightened their necks and looked at Cao Jinzhu's face.

Cao Jinzhu said blatantly: "The crow peck ghost always looks at me, always full of evil thoughts, as if he wants to have me - the hungry wolf in the world, and he is still a hungry wolf in the underworld. If he wants me, I'll deliver it to my door, on the condition that he take out the key to the bones and let you out. ”

The three dissatisfied female ghosts bowed their heads deeply.

The poor ghost clenched Cao Jinzhu's hand again, shook his head slowly, and said slowly, "No! This is the last weapon of the female ghost, and it is also the most powerful weapon." However, this weapon, for a ruffian, does not work - he will laugh at everything, but will never give up his greatest ambitions. You can't do that, I'm a male ghost, and I understand the heart of a male ghost, and you don't. What's more, the old crow pecked at him didn't necessarily know the key to the bones, and he might be bluffing openly, and secretly waiting for us to find the key. ”

"This ...... This...... What should I do?" Cao Jinzhu looked sad.

The swelling ghost suddenly stepped over, picked up Cao Jinzhu by the waist, turned around three times, put it down, and then said passionately: "Such a good girl, no, such a good sister, I would rather you be a lover and a junior for Brother Mao, than watch you walk towards the mansion of that official ruffian." ”

The hanged ghost and the long-tongued ghost also gathered around, and the two ghosts said apologetically in unison, "We can't thank you for killing that beast, how can we blame you?" Don't be sad, we are not willing to lose, and we will definitely find a way. ”

The steamer smiled with relief - coming to the underworld, this was the first time she had experienced the friendship of same-sex ghosts.

The poor ghost was silent, his expression was solemn, staring at the fat nose of the inflated ghost, and slowly revealing a smile - a smile like a flower, which made the four female ghosts inexplicable.