The red shadow was unlucky, grabbed the two little ghosts and retracted the bowl, so fast that people couldn't see clearly, the effect was good, a red light flashed, and the two little ghosts were gone, it was really the same as a magic weapon, but the buddy was stunned, the old lady Ma appeared in gray, why did the red shadow come? Immediately, it dawned on me that it was not Mrs. Ma who came out, but Ling Chi's ghost.

Mrs. Ma has learned badly, this is lazy, with the ghost who is called, he doesn't take action in person, buddy is very helpless, but, Ling Chi ghost is enough, that thing is evil enough, it hurts, it hurts, as long as you can accept the ghost.

Of course, Li Yiling and Feng Qingyang didn't react to the fact that the bowl could collect the little ghost, but Jiang Chuantang's reaction was too big, and his eyes were round, he probably never thought that he could see such a magical treasure in reality.

Ling Chi ghost came out too quickly, caught two little ghosts and retracted back, the more than 100 little ghosts surrounding us were stunned and didn't react, let out a baby-like cry, miserable and miserable echoed back and forth in the dilapidated Cultural Palace, surging closer and closer to us, and the head descending master who was competing with us still did not appear.

Li Yiling stood up with Zhang Huangfu in his hand and said to me: "Mr. Lang, don't be stupid, hurry up and accept it, the other party should appear if the little ghost collects it, if it doesn't appear, the little ghost has collected it, what else is it selling?" ”

That's right, as long as the little ghosts are collected, the other party will definitely not be able to hold their breath, after all, they have to rely on these little ghosts to make money, in fact, what I'm worried about is trouble, the people who manipulate the ghosts behind their backs are really vicious enough, and they don't hesitate to kill people in order to rob business, if Jiang Chuantang hadn't invited a few of our brothers, today's decision would have been plotted, in order to prevent future troubles. It is very necessary to clean up the plotted head lowering master, and it is best to receive them all in the bowl. Let Mrs. Ma train and train well.

The buddy raised the bowl and shouted to the little ghost who climbed onto the cement platform: "Do you dare to cry miserably!" ”

"Wow wow......" the buddy shouted, as if to stimulate these little ghosts. The cry is louder, buddy is waiting for the red light to flash, there is no movement,, the chain is dropped at the critical moment! The buddy slapped the bowl twice, but there was still no movement, and Li Yiling shouted to me: "Mr. Lang, don't sell cute, shout the sentence you said earlier." ”

A couple of imps are crawling under my feet. didn't have time to think about it, and shouted loudly: "I call you, who dares to agree?" "Wow wow...... As soon as the two little ghosts cried, a red light appeared from the bowl, and Ling Chi Ghost came out as if he had a spring, grabbed the two little ghosts and shrank back.

I don't know how Mrs. Ma trained the Ling Chi ghost, Dute's mother is about to become a dead-eyed ghost, in other words, she won't come out, she has to talk about what she discussed with Mrs. Ma before. The buddy couldn't cry or laugh, but he couldn't help it, he could only hold the bowl and shout to the little ghosts who came around: "I call you." Do you dare to say yes? ”

Wow wow...... Whoosh...... Wow wow...... Whoosh...... Ling Chi ghost called a fast, as long as a little ghost cried, he grabbed it and retracted the bowl. In less than a moment, the little ghost who climbed onto the cement platform was almost caught. The rest of the imps finally realized that something was wrong, but they were still wow...... Howling. But they dare not come near us.

The little ghosts preserve the instinct of their lives, and their instinct is to cry, just cry, just be afraid not to cry, buddy took two steps forward and began to collect the little ghost under the table, basically a small half of it, just when I should chase the poor man with the remaining Yong, suddenly a human head hit the Ling Chi ghost who drilled out of the bowl.

The speed surprised me very much, the other party couldn't help but shoot, but the shot was made, the IQ really didn't dare to compliment, not to work me, towards the Ling Chi ghost, it is estimated that I wanted to break the magic weapon of the buddy, if I saw the flying head for the first time, I could really be scared, but I know Ming La, the female head descender, the relationship is not bad, I often see her head flying around, I am used to it, seeing the other party in a hurry, I retracted my hand, so that the other party is more suitable to bump into the Ling Chi ghost.

Flying head descending it is not an iron head descending, it is also flesh long, if you encounter Ling Chi ghost, it will hurt to see the hell, buddy has just the right time, a flying head roared and bumped into Ling Chi ghost, and before he opened his mouth and bit down, his eyes widened, and a miserable howl resounded through the Cultural Palace.

The flying head was stunned, and his hair stood on end, and he saw that it was a man in his forties, with the skin on his face like tree bark, his eyes were yellow, his skin was brown, and his teeth in his mouth were black, and he looked like a bad person.

Dude really doesn't belong to the appearance association, but the girl is really too shivering, especially the sore hair is standing on end, so it's not ugly, it's even uglier than a ghost.

It's not that it doesn't have any effect at all, the flying head hit the buddy tilted slightly, and it took a turn to stabilize his body, Ling Chi Ghost was hit by the flying head, and the two little ghosts in his hand were knocked off, and he was immediately annoyed, Ling Chi Ghost estimated that he was not less angry at the old lady Ma, and he was infected with a bad breath, not to mention, he was shaken by the flying head, and the violent atmosphere was knocked out, and he didn't catch the little ghost, and suddenly hugged the flying head that was surrounded by pain and hung in mid-air.

Ling Chi's pain, and he was still stuffy in his arms, what kind of pain did it have to be? Anyway, I can see it very clearly, I can't shout out with a headache, it's really better to live than to die, what's even more fucked up is that under the anger of Ling Chi Ghost, he dragged his head into the bowl, and under the red light around his body, he dragged the flying head into the bowl.

It's too hard to think of, isn't it? The buddies were stupid, the moment the flying head was dragged into the bowl by Ling Chi Ghost, all the little ghosts were shocked and stepped back, Li Yiling shouted to me: "Mr. Lang, it's a good baby." He also raised his thumbs, and Feng Qingyang also shouted: "Mr. Lang is 13 outfits, I will give 10 points!" ”

I held the bowl and shouted, "Who else? ”

Under the shouting, the little ghosts cried even more, and they retreated one after another, the buddies had a big horizontal knife, and they could block the posture of a million soldiers, and the majesty was for a while, and suddenly there was a strange flute sound outside, the flute sound was very ethereal, the sound was very thin, like crying, plus the dilapidated and dark environment of the Cultural Palace, it was a bit of a horror movie.

In the sound of the flute, the little ghosts suddenly stopped crying, nor did they retreat, they all turned around, their eyes became blood-red little by little, and the little faces that should have been cute became extremely hideous, ready to attack, as if they were going to pounce on them in the next moment, but what have you never seen? If it scares me, it's too wasteful.

The buddy sneered, took a step forward with a bowl, and was just about to shout a sentence Who dares to agree, three people walked from the gate of the Cultural Palace, the first one was a Thai monk, in his fifties, wearing a yellow monk's robe, at night, it was not summer, and half of his shoulders were exposed, he was not a good monk at first glance, there were too many scars on his face, pitted, and very hateful.

On the left of the monk is an old Chinese man, in his fifties, gloomy, and on the right is a Thai man in his forties, with a withered face, walking towards me unhurriedly, the shelf is quite large, muttering Thai that his buddies can't understand, and the old man on the left shouted at us: "This is Master Luang Po Chan of Thailand, you have accepted the flying head of his apprentice, if you don't want to grudge too deeply, let the flying head out." ”

Luang Phor is Thailand's honorific title for holy monks. The pronunciation of "dragon" has the meaning of the public and the country, and the pronunciation of "mother" is the meaning of father and elders, and monks who are generally thirty to sixty years old can be called Longpo what, and add their own name to the end, and the sixty years old is called "Longpu". The name of northern Thailand is "Cuba", which means the same as Luang Po. "Azan" means teacher and is an honorific title. And "Zhou Guan", "Chongdi" and "Shankara" are the titles of royal canonization.

An evil monk who plays evil magic and sells imps, and dares to call himself Long Po? After suffering a loss, you still put on a posture and want us to put back the flying head? Fools know that it's impossible to give them easily, especially if they're still so awesome, uncle, have you watched too many Thai brain-dead TV series?

The buddies didn't pay attention to him, because I knew that some people couldn't help it, and sure enough, Feng Qingyang couldn't see others better than him, so he jumped out and shouted: "It's a fighting method, sneak attack in secret, if you can't beat it, you still have a face to come out, just open your mouth and fly your head, your head is licked by the ghost?" Really special code a bunch of silly 13 ......"

If it weren't for the bowl in his hand, I really wanted to give the madman a thumbs up, the scolding was too happy, anyway, the buddies should not change everything, see who is in a hurry, the flying head descending buddy also understands, the flying head does not return to the body before dawn, and the head descending master is 100% burping, I won't release it anyway, if the other party is really awesome, go to the bowl to find the old lady Ma to go, will it be too convenient?

After Feng Qingyang scolded, the little old man grunted and said to the two Thais, to say that this translation is also a second goods, translated according to the truth, because if the translation is not true, the expressions of the two Thais will not become so excited, the so-called Long Po Chan wearing a monk's robe is better, but his apprentice is immediately full of anger, and he has to compare a lot of us with a lot of ......

Although he didn't understand it, he also knew that it was not a good word, so the buddy provoked the wind and said, "Crazy, he is scolding you in Thai." ”

Feng Qingyang immediately became angry, took out the black fluorene, pointed at the Thai man in his forties and shouted: "Fuck your uncle, don't be a mother blind Bibi, there is a kind of fight with your grandfather and me for a hundred rounds, grandpa doesn't beat you to urine blood, count me as if I didn't make a ...... effort."

Although the Thai man couldn't understand Feng Qingyang's words, but Feng Qingyang's attitude was very bad, he could see that he definitely didn't say anything good, and he was about to do it when he was angry, and he still had confidence in the madman's ability, so he didn't go to his heart at all, waiting to see a good show, who knew that Long Pocan grabbed the excited apprentice and muttered a few words to the old man beside him.

The old man nodded, raised his head and shouted to a few of us: "Master Long Pocan doesn't want to embarrass a few of you juniors, so I ask you what conditions you have to release Chachai's flying head?" (To be continued......)