Hearing the strange sound in front of him, the intestinal ghost Meng Haodong shouted, "It's not good", grabbed the poor ghost Mao Changsheng, and fell like a meteor to the roof of the police car that was leading the way.

"The show is here again, I don't want to miss it, fat woman, you should stay away, beware of accidentally hurting you in a fight!"

"The old lady was shy back then, and now she is no worse than anyone else, and it should be you who is far away - the long-tongued woman is too tender, what kind of excitement is there, it is only suitable for rolling out of bed!"

"Thanks for the compliment! Old fat woman, you are not even suitable for rolling the bed!"

"You...... The dog's eyes are low, and the old lady has three hundred and sixty-five rolling bed skills!"

"Wow, even if you add a zero, who will treat you like a female ghost?"

"I'm not a fan of chewing on the root of my tongue, it's up to my darling—he likes a reliable fat woman the most!"

"I really can't see it, I still like to dream about spring!"

......

The tongue-pulling ghost and the inflating ghost, chattering endlessly and not far behind, followed like a shadow, fell behind the two male ghosts, stood on tiptoe, and opened their eyes wide.

The police car stopped abruptly, and the bus full of villagers behind it also stopped, if nothing else, because there were three more ghosts blocking the road in the middle of the road.

Seeing those three powerful ghosts, even the most daring public security chief in the police car was so frightened that he was about to fly out of the sky and was stunned.

The three ghosts who were blocking the way stood up in a triangle, keeping a fairly wide distance.

Standing in the middle of the road first was a female ghost, with a slender figure, a delicate face, long hair fluttering, smiling at the pants of the gut-pumping ghost, and staring at the pants of the poor ghost, her right hand, which was as white as lime and greasy as ghee, "click" and "click" kept activating a large pair of scissors that flashed white light and knew at a glance that they were extremely sharp.

Behind the female ghost are the two volcanic ghosts and ice ghosts who have just escaped and have made a comeback.

The volcanic ghost iron golden dragon stood on the left side of the road, with a blazing flame on his body, a proud and independent expression, and the green trees next to him, under the scorching baking, quickly scorched, yellow, and blackened, and were about to catch fire.

The Ice Ghost King Baishi stood on the right side of the road, with a thick frost on his hair and face, exuding a bleak and cold ice breath all over his body, making the trees next to him freeze and sleep.

Whether it is a volcano ghost or an ice ghost, they are all staring intently at the four ghosts in the police car, waiting for the opportunity to move.

The poor ghost shuddered at the sight of the female ghost with scissors, but then he found that the female ghost was outstanding, except for his terrible eyes, his demeanor was not very scary, so he accosted him with a hippie smile: "You female ghost, what are you staring at me all the time? Could it be that you are in love with spring, and you want to seduce the first beautiful man in Yuhuang Village, Mao Changsheng Mao Da Lao Cousin? To tell you honestly, don't be delusional, my handsome guy Mao is already a famous ghost, and he won't change his mind." ”

The gut-pumping ghost, the volcanic ghost, and the ice ghost turned a deaf ear and waited for the battle, but the three female ghosts sneered, grinned, and laughed all over.

The female ghost who blocked the way said in the light, "You're right, I'm here for you." Look at you, wearing a suit, but barefoot, really handsome, very tasteful, very special, I fell in love with you at a glance. ”

The poor ghost looked at the clothes that were popular on his body two thousand years ago, and looked at his bare feet (the tongue-pulling ghost only cared about buying cheap clothes and forgot to buy leather shoes), some were fascinated, and some were ashamed of themselves - although he was a "famous flower and master" ghost, he was praised by other beautiful women and ghosts in person, and his heart was still very useful.

The tongue-pulling ghost patted the poor ghost on the shoulder, and said happily: "At present, you have not forgotten your original intention, which makes me very moved." Your steadfastness reminds me of the ancient poem: 'Once the sea was difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud'. Good, good!"

The inflated ghost tugged at the poor ghost's ear and said, "Your mouth is righteous and awe-inspiring, and your heart may still be pounding for that beautiful ghost." Do you know who that female ghost is?"

The poor ghost looked confused and shook his head frequently.

The female ghost who blocked the way said, "Big fat sow, do you know who I am?"

"Scissors ghost, don't sell melons and boast first, when the old lady regains her youth, you want to be a maid for the old lady for free, and the old lady will kick you out of the clouds, and then spit three bubbles of saliva to see you off. The swelling ghost was angry, and raised his pair of beautiful ostentatious hands to gesticulate, "The old lady's magic Dafa will be reduced by one day in another seven hundred and forty-nine days, and it will be done—the old lady will be the number one beauty in the underworld." ”

"Then blow it later," the tongue puller whispered, patting the bulging ghost on the shoulder, "if you treat me kindly, I will allow my husband to continue to give you the elixir (urine)." ”

When the poor ghost heard the tongue-pulling ghost call him "my husband", he secretly rejoiced.

The swelling ghost snorted disdainfully, pulled the poor ghost's ear, and said loudly, "Baby, don't forget the lingering things of the two of us that night!"

"What night?" asked the poor ghost inexplicably, completely ignorant of the scheming of female ghosts to exclude each other and make up stories out of nothing, and recalled that he was kicked by the inflated ghost as a football, and goosebumps were about to grow on his body.

"Don't ask more! there are some wonderful things, just pretend to be in your heart, and it's inconvenient to talk to outsiders!" The inflated ghost reprimanded him seriously, stared at the female ghost who blocked the way, and said, "Baby, remember for me: that's the scissors ghost Mei Yixiang, she is not here to take care of you, but to cut your baby." ”

The poor ghost grew up in fright, and thought, "Hell is big, there are all kinds of perverted ghosts!"

The scissors ghost Mei Yixiang smiled and said, "Those who know me, the fat old sow is also." ”

In order to further inflate the ghost, the tongue-pulling ghost stretched out his arms lightly, wrapped around the neck of the poor ghost, and pretended to be affectionate: "Who dares to cut my husband's big baby, I will let her scissors break it into eight halves, and she will have to eat!"

The swelling ghost shook his hand disdainfully, returned a tooth for a tooth, pinched the face of the poor ghost, and said, "Mei Yixiang, you'd better not beat my baby's bad idea! Baby, you remember: that thing is called Mei Yixiang, and she killed her mother as soon as she was born." Her father found her a little mother again, and the little mother gave birth to a son, and the father treated the son as a liver baby, and he didn't give her any more food and clothing. That little mother often beats and scolds her and treats her inappropriately. She held her stomach with anger, and was naïve and ignorant, thinking that her younger brother was getting special care, but there was some kind of subtlety, and while her father and stepmother were not at home, she trimmed her half-brother, picked up one of the most precious notes, and ran away from home with scissors for fear that her father would kill her. ”

"Oh, poor and bad!" sighed the poor man.

Scissors Ghost nodded and said, "It's not that I'm bad, it's that my father is patriarchal and doesn't treat me as a human being, and in order to take care of that little bastard brother, he doesn't even allow me to read books." Of course, I later figured out that the half-brother was innocent, and I deserved to go to hell and suffer all kinds of torture. ”

The bulging ghost was noncommittal, and said: "The goods hitchhiked into the city, and on the way, they cut off the old driver's big treasure ......."

Scissors Ghost grinned and said, "I have no money to pay the fare, and the old hooligan driver saw that I was a poor little girl, helpless, and thought that it was easy to bully, and wanted me to do this and that." He closed his eyes and commanded me, and I gave him a 'click'. ”

"You deserve it!" the poor ghost spat out in obedience—and was snatched away by the tongue-puller's outstretched arm.

"After entering the city," said the inflated ghost, "the goods went into the restaurant to wash the dishes, and went to the inn to help open the lock and fold the quilt, but within a few days, either the boss was cut off of the evil treasure, or the traveler who stayed in the hotel was cut off of the arrogant capital ......"

Scissors Ghost grinned and said, "Those brutes look quite human-like in suits and leather shoes, but when they see me alone, they want to bully me." As for me, I always pretend to be pitiful, very weak, very obedient, and deceive those brute men into being defenseless, and when I find an opportunity, I simply 'click' neatly and run away immediately. ”

"You deserve it!" the poor man gloated and sympathized.

"You still have a crush on her, beware of you being the next one to be 'clicked'!" warned, "that goods wandered around, went to Guangzhou, Shanghai, Hong Kong, Taiwan, Beijing...... She has been to all the famous big cities in China, but she has always hated men, has always maintained her virgin body, and has always maintained her penchant of cutting men's small babies, big babies or old babies. The men who were cut off by her were not a thousand, but nine hundred and ninety-nine. ”

Scissors Ghost corrected miserably: "Except for myself, not counting, to be exact, a thousand and one." ”

"You have a treasure too?" blurted out the poor ghost.

"Fool, how can a woman have a little baby?" the bloated ghost twitched the poor ghost's ear, "After the thing caused a thousand and one men to suffer from the root of the disaster, he suddenly went crazy, grabbed the scissors stained with the man's blood, and cut his own neck at once. ”

"Not exactly," Scissorghost's neck suddenly cracked open, blood gushed out, and his voice became strange, "The man I 'clicked' at the end was a good man with first-class character and appearance, he loved me sincerely, never forced me to do what I didn't like to do, definitely a gentleman, a lover." He protected me, cared for me, and spent three years with me closely, and I was so touched that I decided to give him my body and mind. I asked him to take a shower and wait for me, and I went to take a bath myself. He was immersed in happiness and sweetness, and he also closed his eyes and waited for me. The moment I lifted the quilt, I couldn't control my instinctive disgust for men, and I pulled out the hidden scissors like a demon, and 'clicked' him......"

"Mom-" The poor ghost exclaimed, his heart tightened, and he felt that his treasure had tightened as if he had been hit with scissors.

"Ruthless, that's what this thing is!" said the bloat, gloating, "and then, you're crazy?"

Scissors Ghost said miserably: "Watching that man roll around in pain, I realized that I loved him so much, and only then did I realize that I had gone astray and was hopeless." I couldn't help him, so I cut my own throat with a pair of scissors......"