"That's what it looked like, it's disgusting. ”

The swelling ghost pointed to Mei Yixiang's bleeding neck, deliberately showing disdain.

"That thing died, rightly done, and went to scissors hell.

"In the hell of scissors, the worst demons cut off their limbs day and night—their ears, noses, tongues, fingers, toes, and intimate parts—and they screamed day and night.

"After the goods went in, they became the strange monster of the scissors hell, cutting their fingers, cutting their toes, cutting their eyes, ears, nose and tongue, cutting flowers on paper, like cutting extra branches in the garden, looking so focused and happy. ”

The scissors ghost Mei Yixiang did not deny it, and said with a miserable smile: "I have no heart, will I still feel pain? The only person I shouldn't 'click' is the man who loves me and I love too." He was cut off by me, but he didn't hate me, and he did everything he could to build a grave for me and bury me carefully, and the tombstone was engraved with 'The Tomb of My Beloved Wife Mei Yixiang'. ”

At this point, two lines of tears as white as lime juice slid lightly to the ground.

Meng Haodong, a gut-pumping ghost who had been silent, spoke coldly: "Mei Yixiang, in the middle of the night, you found two powerful bodyguards to protect you and came here, wouldn't it be to talk about your bloody love history?"

"Of course not," Scissorghost touched his neck, the wound and blood disappeared in an instant, and his gaze turned to the poor ghost's pants, "The bright ghost doesn't do dark things, my addiction is back to it, and I want to 'click' again." ”

Cutting off people's limbs will also become addictive? The addiction is about to start?

This is an understatement, but the expression is extremely resolute.

"Don't keep staring at me!" the poor ghost snorted and hurriedly covered his pants, "I don't want to be 'clicked' by anyone!"

The tongue-pulling ghost and the bulging ghost laughed in unison, and said in unison, "Don't be afraid of me!"

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng hurriedly approached the two female ghosts.

"There's a bit of truth about what you're saying," the gut pumper said calmly, staring at Scissorghost's scissors, "and that's a good idea." As long as you cut off the treasure of my poor ghost brother, the poor ghost brother will not be able to sprinkle miraculous urine, and the volcanic ghost and the ice ghost will naturally have less worries, and you can do whatever you want, and let these creatures be miserable. ”

"This is still a little wise, worthy of a well-informed old fox!" Mei Yixiang smiled proudly, the scissors in her hand that were seven inches long, and in a flash, they became seven feet long, and they kept opening and closing, "Don't think that my scissors will only cut small cocks, necks, bodies, and cars, they will be good hands." Don't believe me, look at it!"

As he spoke, he turned gracefully, turned his eyes slightly, and opened and closed the scissors with great skill against a tree beside the road.

A pillar-thick red winter melon tree, barely shaking, suddenly fell down.

The big tree fell to the ground, with a loud bang, smashed on the road, and kicked up a puff of dust, and the momentum was terrifying.

"It's amazing!" the poor ghost Mao Changsheng panicked in his heart, and couldn't help but praise it.

"Hmph, it's not a big deal!" said the Bloat and the Tongue Puller in unison, the same arrogance.

The Ice Ghost King Baishi's lips moved slightly, he smiled coldly, and waved his hand, and the big tree instantly turned into an ice tree.

Not to be outdone, the volcanic ghost iron golden dragon also waved his hand, and the ice tree caught fire, blazing, and turned into a strange-shaped white ash in the blink of an eye.

"This ...... Is this a magic trick?" the poor ghost Mao Changsheng muttered to himself, even more frightened.

"It's not a big deal. The tongue-pulling ghost Ma Mengyao and the swelling ghost Kang Xiumei spoke in unison, but their faces were very ugly.

The gut-pumping ghost was in danger, and said with a sneer: "It's one thing to have a dream, it's another thing to make a dream a reality." First of all, Mei Yixiang, do you have the ability to cut off my poor ghost brother's treasure? Second, can you guarantee that the stunts of the Ice Ghost and the Volcano Ghost will not be broken?

"Shhhh To put it simply, mental killing, mental attack, do you understand?"

The intestinal ghost Meng Haodong was shocked, but his demeanor was calm, he turned his face to Mao Changsheng, and said sonorously: "Brother, the opportunity to make a fortune has arrived." Sprinkle a soak of urine to break the stunt of those two evil ghosts, and I promise you 10,000 yuan. ”

Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men.

Ten thousand dollars is an astronomical amount for a poor ghost.

A soak of urine can be exchanged for an astronomical amount of dark coins, how many such good things can be?

"Really?" the poor dead ghost was overjoyed, bent down and secretly luckily, tried the natural faucet, quickly shook his head, and said sadly, "I am evil, it seems that I am no longer a man, and I can't pee!"

A female ghost laughed loudly, and said while laughing: "Idea scissors, do you know? If you hit the idea scissors, you will cut off your children and grandchildren, and you will ...... You can't pee!That's how good the idea is, hahaha!"

"How can this be?" the two female ghosts cried loudly, and then cheered in unison: "Come on, handsome guy—hurry up and pee! Come on, handsome guy—hurry up and pee!"

The poor ghost shook his head again and again, full of shame, and muttered to himself: ", Zhang Shigui's horse--can't go to the battlefield! What a beautiful woman, how ruthless she is...... Am I just so inexplicably abolished? No! Lao Tzu can't be a male ghost in name only, he must take revenge!"

I hated it in my heart, and when I saw the three evil ghosts staring at me, I didn't dare to grit my teeth, so I could only think and sigh secretly.

When the intestinal ghost heard that the poor ghost could no longer sprinkle the "medicinal urine" that had been integrated with the spirit of the Seven Immortals, he looked at the words and looks, and his heart suddenly cooled most of the time.

This is the last dependence, which is equivalent to a person's housekeeping skills, equivalent to the heavy weapons of an empire, and it is useless?

Just give up your previous efforts and bow down to capture?

Unwilling!

What if you are unwilling?

However, the world is changeable, and there is no immutable conclusion, thinking of his previous experience, the gut-pumping ghost said loudly: "Let's not make a big move, okay? As long as these villagers are allowed to settle down in the city, the village chosen by the king of Hades will be much calmer, and the construction of the nineteen-story hell will be much smoother." Let's turn hostility into friendship, cooperate with each other, and make a fortune together. As long as you listen to me, I promise that every ghost brother and sister present will make a windfall in the future. ”

The scissors ghost Mei Yixiang raised her eyebrows and asked: "Why should we listen to you? If we monopolize the power of construction, won't we be able to make a lot of money?"

The Ice Ghost also sneered and said, "Doesn't it hurt to stand and talk? Whoever has great ability should listen to whom." Meng Haodong, I have seen your skills to some extent. ”

The volcano said impatiently, "What are you talking about? let me burn all these old troublesome things." If you keep these four ghosts and these people, you will eventually have trouble—the villagers will flee back to the village when they enter the city, and you four fellow people from hell will only get in the way if you keep them. I'm sure my hellfire will keep these people out of their bones, or the cars mysteriously missing. ”

These words are not big words to frighten people, the fire of the volcanic hell is indestructible.

The gut-pumping ghosts, the poor dead ghosts, the tongue-pulling ghosts, and the swelling ghosts looked at each other, and they seemed to have nothing to do for a while.

"That's it," Scissorghost said hesitantly, "I don't want to be rich, as long as you give me the poor ghost, I can not only withdraw from the land of right and wrong, but also ask the two big brothers, the Volcano Ghost and the Ice Ghost, to open up and spare you from death for the sake of fellow hellish people." ”

"Fart!" the tongue-puller and the bulging ghost scolded in unison, and each grabbed one of the poor ghost's shoulders, lest they be snatched away at once, "Kiss the baby, can you transfer it?

"Do you want me to go with you? You are so beautiful, don't you dislike me?" The poor ghost Mao Changsheng ignored the tugging of the inflated ghost and the tongue-pulling ghost, and said timidly, "I have no long body, I am useless, I am a useless wine bag and rice bag, and going with you will only add to your burden!"

"You don't have to be too modest. ”

Scissor Ghost said gently.

"The world is divided into the divine realm, the human realm and the ghost realm, you eat the seven cockroaches transformed by the seven fairies of the divine realm, although you enter the ghost realm, but you have the spiritual power of the divine realm, you can save people in the middle, you can save ghosts, it is a strange ghost that is rare in 100 million years, and it has extraordinary medicinal power.

"Not a single thing in you is waste. You are like the white dragon horse that carried Tang Sanzang to the west to learn scriptures, changed by the gods, all the way, the urine touched the vulgar grass, and it became Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass and Cordyceps sinensis.

"I want you to come with me, not because of any obscene intentions, but to take your three spoonfuls of blood, wipe the wound on my neck, and end the pain from my previous life. ”

"Three spoonfuls of blood?" said the poor ghost with a frequent nod, "this is negotiable." As long as you let go of my three friends and let go of these worthless grass people, everything can be discussed. Is it a big spoon or a small spoon, and when I take three spoonfuls of blood, will I be gone?"

After speaking, his eyes turned to the gut-pumping ghost, the swelling ghost and the tongue-pulling ghost, and he seemed reluctant to give up.

"Don't try to beat me this precious idea!" the tongue puller and the bulging ghost objected in unison, and the poor dead ghost tightened his grip.

"The problem that money can solve, I hope it can be solved with money!" "The gut-pumping ghost Meng Haodong said slowly, "My poor ghost brother is affectionate and righteous, so we naturally won't only care about our own safety and ignore him." It's urgent, everyone fights to break the net, and they all end up together, that's not impossible. ”

The scissors ghost Mei Yixiang snorted arrogantly, looked at the poor dead ghost with affection, and said gently: "As long as a small three spoonfuls of blood, you can wipe the wound on my neck." The kind of little spoon that feeds the baby rice porridge, you know. How can you be wiped out with three spoonfuls of blood? Heal my wounds, and I'll let you go." I, a ghost, do not covet sex or money, but only covet freedom and freedom from control. ”

"Is it that simple?" asked the poor man, his hands freeing himself and inserting them into his trouser pockets.

"It's as simple as that. "Although the Scissorghost is young and beautiful, more than ten years younger than the poor ghost, he is as gentle as a loving mother who sleeps her children.

"Then I'll go with you. The poor ghost said, looking at the tongue-pulling ghost with love, "I have no chance to sleep with you in this life, so let's wait for the next life!"

"No, no......" Ma Mengyao, the tongue-pulling ghost, shook his head again and again, but did not pull him, "You have to sleep with me in this life!"

"Do you want to be shameless? You don't have to be ashamed and shameless, I'm a beautiful girl, you have to be embarrassed! You can't go with a female slut!" The swelling ghost drank heavily, and stopped his waist to grab the waist of the poor ghost's pants, "Don't rob anyone, Mao Changsheng is mine, and the raw rice has already been cooked and cooked!"

However, after a slight hint of surprise, the poor ghost had already floated up and landed on the scissor ghost.

A smile flashed over the mouth of the gut-pumping ghost, but he didn't stop it, and hugged his hands in front of his chest, as if watching a play.

The scissors ghost Mei Yixiang was overjoyed, and immediately put the rapidly shrinking scissors into her sleeves, opened her arms, and made a gesture to greet her with a hug.

The poor ghost was in the air, and suddenly made a move of "evil ghost scattering sand", instantly shattering nearly a hundred dumb firecrackers, making the sulfur inside overwhelmingly cover the scissor ghost.