Looking at the direction in which the four evil ghosts had disappeared, the poor ghost felt heavy and asked anxiously, "What should we do? What strategy and action should we take now?"

The intestinal ghost also seemed worried, and after a little hesitation, he immediately became energetic, patted the poor ghost on the shoulder, and replied, "There is no time to wait, enter the village immediately!"

The poor ghost nodded, and asked worriedly, "Are all your injuries healed? It's all right? You have to take the lead in the fight, can you support me to come forward?"

The gut-pumping ghost showed a hint of worry and said, "Don't worry about it for now. However, there is still a hole that has not been healed and blocked, and it is sizzling and leaking, so that my greatest ghost power can never be used. Brother, you are a high ghost who has become a master, and I hope you will ...... in the future Lift up your noble hand and give me a spiritual elixir to heal me once and for all. ”

The poor ghost breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and said, "It is a matter of effort to heal your wounds." But...... But ......"

The gut-pumping ghost smiled and said, "But the medical expenses can't be less, isn't it?" Brother, you have helped me practice the magic of the Seven Immortals, which has greatly increased my ghost power, such a grace, I will definitely repay it in the future as a brother!"

The poor ghost smiled secretly in his heart, nodded with a serious expression, shook his head again, and said, "The matter of medical expenses is not a big deal, and it is just a drop in the bucket for the boss." I mean, when we enter the village this time, we can't kill people indiscriminately - if you can persuade you to leave, you will be persuaded to leave, and if you can't be persuaded to leave, you will drive away, and you can't easily harm those villagers......"

The gut-pumping ghost frowned, stretched out again, and said: "Time is getting more and more urgent, good words, I'm afraid that few people can listen to it, people's inferior nature is always difficult to change, and you won't shed tears if you don't see the coffin." But...... But as long as there is a chance to breathe, everything is up to you, brother, just get the land. ”

The poor ghost looked happy, slapped his hands with the intestinal ghost, and said, "When the land is successfully acquired, I will prepare medicine for the boss brother to treat the last little injury." Alas, although it is a small injury, it cannot be careless, an ant hole can collapse a levee, and it may allow the water of a reservoir to flood a village. ”

"I understand this truth," the gut-pumping ghost couldn't hide a hint of melancholy, "A thousand miles of embankment, collapsed in an anthill, this is the details that determine success or failure." ”

As soon as the two ghosts were about to enter the village at the same time, a rooster crowed, and the roosters in the whole village crowed in an instant.

This is a genuine rooster cry, but it is not artificial, let alone a fodder broiler with developed limbs and no spirituality.

What does that mean? It means that man's life has begun, and the moment of the hideous has passed for the time being.

The rooster reported the dawn, and the expression of the gut-pumping ghost changed greatly, and his figure flashed, and he suddenly hid in a dark and lightless old grave, but the poor ghost seemed to be nothing.

"You are a ghost in the underworld, how can you become such a cowardly wolf?" The poor ghost questioned loudly, and his heart was also full of doubts, and he suddenly felt that the rooster's crowing not only lost its deterrent effect on him, but also had some intimacy.

The rooster announces the dawn, the darkness gradually dissipates, the golden time of the lonely soul and the wild ghost is over, and the light is coming, and the righteousness of the people will concentrate and soar, overpowering the evil spirit and ghostly energy.

However, the ghost for him is especially afraid of the rooster and the dog barking, and how can the poor ghost seem to be indifferent?

The poor dead man scratched his scalp and dandruff danced again.

The poor ghost entered the casino in the village for the first time, and after seeing through the gambler's young man's rooster crow, and then learned that the seven cockroaches eaten in Zhiyang were the seven fairies, many fears in his heart were gone, and the self-confidence and dignity that he had lost in the world slowly raised his head, and then he couldn't help but reproach angrily: "Our big matter is so urgent, you can't hide it, how can you do it?"

Hmph, the emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is as anxious as a spark.

"Brother Mao, you don't know, real ghosts have weaknesses and taboos. ”

The gut-pumping ghost has told the poor ghost his real name, and he has also learned the real name of the poor ghost, and they have deepened their intimacy with each other, and they have become talkative.

"We, the ghosts of the underworld, are not unrestrained, and we have all kinds of scruples, so we have to be strict with ourselves, otherwise, we will unconsciously turn into nothingness.

"Some people in the yang world are afraid of snakes, some are afraid of darkness, some are afraid of being officials, some are afraid of martial arts, and some are afraid of literary skills...... There are countless fears, and there are countless scruples.

"And we ghosts naturally have all kinds of fears, some ghosts are afraid of roosters, some ghosts are afraid of light, some ghosts are afraid of the sun, some ghosts are afraid of dog blood, and some ghosts are afraid of sulfur......

"The golden age of man is when the sun is shining, and the golden age of ghosts is when everything is silent and the night is boundless. There are times when people are weak, and there are times when demons are weak......"

"Okay, okay," Mao Changsheng didn't want to listen to too profound truths, and waved his hand impatiently, "In this way, you have a reason to sleep a lot, and I, who have nothing to do in the sun, is the life of a young lady, suitable for traveling in the mountains and rivers without doing labor, but when I go to the underworld, I have become a toiling ghost who is not true or false, and I have to run around non-stop and be busy." ”

"I'm sorry, I've worked hard for my brother!" Meng Haodong, the gut-pumping ghost, was a little humble, and his tone was full of pleading, "I'm afraid of the rooster crowing, I'm afraid of the bright light, and especially the sun, so I have to ask my brother for the inspection of the village! Brother has great powers, I want to achieve great things, and I have to work a lot of hard brothers!"

Mao Changsheng scratched his scalp and said slowly:

"I'm a little ghost in the underworld, I can't create great blessings, I can't do great harm, the only good thing is that I can be free, I can go wherever I want, I can go whenever I want, God is fair to me.

"However, although you and I are getting closer and closer, and we have begun to call each other brothers, we still have to make it clear, and we should not eat if we are polite, and we must settle accounts clearly.

"No matter how rich and expensive you are in the future, I will be satisfied with the salary I deserve. Now, I can venture out into the village and patrol it, but ...... But ......"

"But don't worry," Meng Haodong knew that the poor ghost was going to negotiate wages again, so he patted his chest and promised, "If you inspect for me once, I will give you the highest daily wage - two hundred and fifty yuan of dark coins!"

Mao Changsheng was excited, but deliberately hesitated: "This ...... This time, unlike the previous ones, there were a lot of demons entering, and we had to take risks...... Besides, 'two hundred and five' is not a respectable number, and it is funny and scolding. ”

"Well, brother has a point," the gut-pumping ghost looked a little impatient, "Well, let's add another fifty to you! Even I dare not appear in broad daylight, and what other evil ghost dares to appear in broad daylight? You can rest assured, there will not be any little ghost who dares to come out and make trouble with you! Your brother's skills, which are extraordinary in heaven and earth, will soon be worth a hundred times as much. ”

"A gentleman doesn't fight uncertain battles, and there are some things that you have to tell me first, so that you can prepare in advance. Mao Changsheng thought of the four evil ghosts who besieged the intestinal demons, and his heart jumped up, "No one cares about me in the yang world, and no ghost cares about me in the underworld, I can care more about myself, no matter what I do, I can't do it stupidly." Ghosts can see people at a glance, but ghosts can't see ghosts. Brother Meng, what is the origin of those four little ghosts who were just beaten away, and what are your housekeeping skills?"

The poor ghost called the four big evil ghosts "little ghosts", of course, in order to exalt himself, but in fact, when he thought of those evil ghosts, he felt panicked, and now he said it lightly, but he was just rubbing powder into the coffin - death was just a matter of saving face.

The gut-pumping ghost said solemnly: "That's not a little ghost, it's an elite representative of the four hells in the eighteenth layer of hell, and it is an extraordinary evil ghost, who was selected by the hell chief, see the project of the nineteenth layer of hell to win the bid." The projects of the world, especially the big projects, are always deceitful and forcible when winning the bid, and the big projects in the dark are even more versatile. ”

"Oh, I see, no wonder there are so many moments!" the poor dead ghost suddenly realized, and stretched out his tongue, "What is the origin of that mother-in-law who carries a stone grinder? She looks fat-headed and big-eared, vulgar, and her eyes are disgusting and want to vomit, and she herself seems to be complacent, as if she is a relative of the emperor and the country! Tell me her old background, meet on a narrow road, move your hands and feet, and I can also take a good sense of proportion-I can't fight the fat woman with my hands, and I must take advantage of some small advantages in my mouth." A manly man, he can't be taken advantage of by a fat woman and make the little ghosts laugh. ”

The gut-pumping ghost frowned, sighed, and then looked at the sky, it was still early before sunrise, and felt that the other ghosts were not too ignorant of the seriousness, so he acted rashly, so his nervousness relaxed a little, and forced a smile.