Unknowingly, the young waitress disappeared at some point.

I was surprised.

Suddenly, I heard an eerie strange voice from the ground under my feet: "Old Nine...... You, still, alive, ...... Jie Ji ...... It stands to reason that Lao Jiu is still alive, this is the best, Lao Jiu, you will come to this haunted house, why do you want to bring these unfashionable boys, what? Lao Jiu, do you think this is going in and out casually? The voice sounded like the voice of a ghost in the underworld, and it was extremely uncomfortable to listen to everyone's ears, but every word could be heard clearly.

Spooky teahouse.

Bao Yuan's face suddenly became more ugly than a donkey!

Bao Yuan's mind suddenly recalled, when he pointed to the poisonous drink on the tea recipe and made it difficult for the waitress in every way, the person sitting next to him drinking tea seemed to have no idea, as if he didn't pay attention to what they were talking about. Song Peng noticed that the tea tables where the other guests were seated did not have similar tea recipes, only a few tables had them.

Sun Panzi and Bao Yuan each reported their names, and the surrounding environment changed immediately.

It was as if the wedding feast had turned into a funeral feast in an instant.

What's even more bizarre is that everyone didn't see clearly at all, what did all the crying and mourning scenes around them appear out of?

Sun Panzi didn't show much surprise: "Sun Mou took the liberty and dared to ask, is the person who is talking about it the senior brother Qiao Santan and Senior Brother Qiao?" ”

No one responded.

Bao Yuan said in his heart: "Sun Panzi, Sun Panzi, you said that this haunted house was created by your master Guangri and senior brother Qiao Santan, after so many years, anything can happen." Maybe this haunted house has changed hands sooner, and besides, besides. It's not necessarily that all of your ten senior brothers can live a long life, maybe your senior brother Qiao Santan will die early? "I want to think about it. Bao Yuan didn't dare to say it, he only knew that if the other party was Qiao Santan, it stands to reason that he should reply anyway.

It's been a long time.

The voice seemed to have just recovered, and then he asked intermittently: "Lao Jiu, do you remember the rules of the haunted house?" Lao Jiu, isn't it good for you to come here alone? Why are you taking these stinky boys with you? What are you bringing them for? Hurry, Lao Jiu, are you mocking me for having no successor to the earth immortals? Old Nine. You know very well that the haunted house is not accommodated, Lao Jiu, you brought these stinky boys here, and you have to act according to the rules of the haunted house......"

The voice and tone of the person who spoke were very bad.

The boss who listened to Bao Yuan was not tasteful, and thought, "! My ancestor of the Bao family said what a hero he was, damn it! Although Lao Tzu still doesn't know what great things Lao Zu did back then? However, if I report the name of the ancestor Bao's kindness, at least I can scare you stupidly! So, Bao Yuan shouted: "Wu." You listen to Lao Tzu, I am the little master of the Bao family, do you know who my ancestor is? Bao is kind to the old lady, get out of the acquaintance and ask the uncle. Otherwise......"

Considers.

It's good not to say this kind of thing, but when you say it, the other party's tone is even more unkind.

The yin voice from the ground suddenly increased a little scolding: "The little bastard of the Bao family, you listen to me...... In the haunted house, even if your ancestor Bao is kind, there will be no dispute between the truth and the truth...... The truth that the heavens and the earth are great, the gods and Buddhas are great, the emperors are great, and the ghosts and bodhisattvas are all not valid in the haunted house. In all this you have to follow the rules set by the haunted house, otherwise. No matter who you are, there is only one dead end, and haunted houses are built from the beginning. No one dares to be presumptuous, what's wrong with the Bao family? ”

Is the voice coming from under his feet the senior brother Qiao Santan of Sun Panzi?

I can't tell.

I don't buy a round account at all.

After Bao Yuan left the bottom of Dongting Lake, he privately thought about how noble the Bao family's ancestor Bao was so noble. Not to mention anything else, when Zhang Liutong mentioned Bao Houdao at the bottom of Dongting Lake, the old man Bao shouted one by one, and there was a lot of respect in his expression. Yes, every time Bao Yuan thinks about it, his feet and neck feel fluttering...... At this moment, Bao Yuan deliberately brought out the name of Bao Houdao, the ancestor of the Bao family, and thought that the other party didn't understand the first sentence, but unexpectedly, it didn't have the effect of a ball at all, but he ate a nose of ash, and asked for a boss, Bao Yuan felt a little wilted.

Ping Sigui said in a low voice: "Master Bao, although your ancestor's reputation and reputation are great, it doesn't seem to be very good, in my opinion, let's be honest!" ”

Bao Yuanzheng lost his temper in frustration, and said hatefully: "Fuck you!" ”

Ping Sigui immediately responded: "Fuck your mother!" ”

Bao Yuanxin said: "Heh, you kid dare to talk back!" yelled: "Your mother me!" ”

Fat Mao was also drunk, and he said to himself, "Alas...... It's all to blame...... It's all to blame...... Lao Tzu should have persuaded Bao Yuan a few words early in the morning, why do you come here? It's ...... to come here to dry the ball Exercise! Damn it! Bao Yuan, the bastard pig, gave Lao Tzu 250,000 yuan, Lao Tzu's head was hot, and he didn't think about anything and came to the haunted house with him, Lao Tzu came to Shanxi to gather to make a fortune from the immortals, not to deal with ghosts......"

The white flags hanging overhead shook themselves without wind, and although no sound came out, everyone felt that they were all squeaking and whirling.

The committee will never go down.

I heard the sound of footsteps, and then everyone saw a strange man staggering over with a bone plate.

Ping Sigui couldn't help but hide behind Sun Panzi.

The strange man's appearance was really strange and terrifying, it was very strange, the strange man walked over with a bone plate in his bare stripes, the head seemed to be squeezed by the door, but the belly was extremely large, cooing from time to time, and the whole body was yellow, as if it had been a severe hepatitis that had not been cured for a long time. The strange man stepped forward, put the Heavenly Spirit Cover full of blood in the bone plate on the table, placed a few finger cups, and said, "Drink, die early and go in the morning!" He turned around and staggered away.

The Celestial Spirit Cover was filled with crimson blood.

Sun Panzi looked at Bao Yuan: "Xiaobao, Xiaoping, Xiaopang, Xiaosong, this is the real fish and fish blood, if we want to enter the haunted house, we must drink the fish and fish blood, and if we want to leave, we must also drink the fish and fish blood." However, Xiaobao, you can save Xiao Song once at the bottom of Dongting Lake, but you may not be able to save him a second time! ”

Song Peng was a little hairy: "Ninth Master, is it okay to quit?" Lao Tzu doesn't want to drink this thing, if he drinks it, can Lao Tzu still die? ”

Sun Panzi didn't know whether it was to scare or ill-intentioned, he said: "Xiao Song, if you want to quit, it's not that you can't, you can't do it without drinking fish and dolphin blood, but since you kid knows that the haunted house exists, your brain melon kernel can't exist anymore." Xiao Song, you kowtow thirty or sixty-five times in all directions, each kowtow must see blood flowers, and every kowtow will shout loudly and openly: 'I am a coward! I don't deserve to be an earth walker! I'm a shame on the Rat Immortal Ancestor! 'Xiao Song, after you leave, someone will naturally secretly take your brain, Xiao Song, have you thought about it, are you sure you want to leave the haunted house? ”

"Ninth Master, you mean that both horizontal and vertical are death!" Ping Sigui couldn't help but ask.

"In the words of the haunted house, this is called: Destiny of Heaven!"

Bao Yuan shouted: "I'm afraid of him, Lao Tzu's life is not as hard as anyone's ball, what is the destiny of An, Lao Tzu is the sky, drink!" ”

(Ahem, tonight's Woyun Langzi's headache is called a tight, it's really a little unbearable, and I often stay up late, smoke, and drink coffee when I code words recently...... There are obvious signs of overdraft in the body, and he is going downhill more and more, and the prodigal son of Woyun really feels that he is carrying an iron pill on his shoulder at this moment, which is outrageously heavy! It doesn't seem to be a head made of meat, the head is always pointing, the brain is still sober, and the pain is unbearable...... Today is too hurried, I hope everyone can understand, Woyun Langzi also wants to say a sincere word: Everyone, it really doesn't cost much to read a book, and it will be one less pack of cigarettes for you, for Woyun Prodigal Son, an unknown writer, it is a great support, friends, please support the genuine, resist piracy, cherish the original, whenever the online writer has no time to survive and take care of himself, let me ask, friends, can you still see the new works of these people? Only with your support, we will have a steady stream of motivation...... (To be continued......)