Bao Houdao's first reaction was messy, his second reaction was madness, and his third reaction was to die completely. Bao Houdao had to admit that his own life was not good, and he would just say that this big black hand suddenly appeared, whether it was a ghost or a monster. There are obviously three big living people and a monster standing in front of him, it's not good to catch anyone, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed Bao Houdao in his hand, where do you say this is a lawsuit? Bao Houdao sighed bitterly, and he didn't know how many times this big-handed seventh aunt and grandmother and three masters in his heart.

What's useless.

At this moment, I can only close my eyes and wait for death.

The giant black hand had a sharp mouth on each knuckle, not only spitting out black gas, but also damn oozing black juice out.

The disgusting and smelly energy is like a kettle with rotten ears, and I can't mention it.

Bao Houdao was not pinched to death, he was almost killed by Xun.

No way, resign to fate!

Wu Liuqi's skills were not as good as others, and he was restrained by the sick Yangzi Futai backhandedly, and he saw Bao Houdao admitting that he was a grave digger. Wu Liuqi didn't regret it, and scolded himself for being blind when he knew Bao Houdao, how could he regard this kind of person as a "hero". At this moment, Wu Liuqi was bent on seeking death, and he also hoped that the terrifying giant hand would pinch everyone to death, thinking that this Futai Tartar was about to go to Huangquan with him, and the plan to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty would be one less strong enemy, and he felt a little comforted in his heart.

As soon as the complaining in Wu Liuqi's heart passed, he saw that Bao Houdao was not afraid of danger in the hands of the giant, and began to admire his courage a little.

The sheep-faced pangolin snorted and said, "Devil's Finger, why are you robbing my people all the time?" ”

The magic finger laughed, and said with a full mouth in unison: "Every time you pick fat and thin, you don't like to eat, old devil, I will help you eat!" ”

The sheep-faced pangolin said with a disdainful face: "What bullshit logic, I lost it, and it won't be your turn to eat!" ”

Bao Houdao heard that he had been snatched back and forth by them as fragrant, and his heart was strangely sour.

Suddenly, silently, a larger broken bowl flew from the sky, like a huge palace. With a bang, it fell upside down towards everyone, and it became pitch black. I only heard a kind voice floating outside the big bowl: "The old man has finally caught you!" ”

Bao Houdao couldn't see anything.

I just feel like I've been held alive in the grave.

The big hand was suddenly gone.

Then I heard something sitting on the base of the big bowl.

Bao Houdao was freed from the giant hand, groped forward in the dark, and touched the edge of the bowl in dozens of big steps, and touched it with his hand and felt very soft. Bao said kindly: "Fuck, what kind of person uses such a big guy to eat, he has experienced harm, he has experienced harm, what a big rice bucket!" Suddenly, he remembered something, smiled on his face, and said to himself: "Lao Tzu just said, the ghost face bag is the auspicious person's own natural appearance, how can it be so simple for the ghost to eat!" Bao Houdao leaned against the bowl and shouted: "Alas, I said, quickly remove this broken bowl, Lao Tzu is a human, not a monster." ”

Wu Liuqi snorted inside: "Brother Bao, are you also a 'person'?" ”

But I couldn't hear the voices of the sheep-faced pangolin, the strange hand, and the Futai.

Bao Houdao said: "Anyway, the two of us have drunk wine and eaten meat together, and your face has changed so quickly!" "How can he know self-respect and shame.

After the deafening cries, there was no more sound.

Bao Houdao was in a hurry.

Such a big living person can't let this broken piece hold on, and hit it hard, feeling like this bowl is made of paper.

Bao Houdao tore a gap and drilled out, only to see a fat monk with a bare chest and belly sitting on a bowl, his hands folded, and a string of Buddhist beads. Bao Houdao made a deep gesture and said politely: "Great monk, thank you for saving your life, may I ask the great monk who is from that treasure temple?" Little brother, oh, no, the little monk will definitely donate incense money in the coming day to repay the master's life-saving grace! ”

The great monk didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard.

Bao Houdao said it, if you ignore it, he won't care.

He approached the big bowl again and asked, "Brother Wu, how are you?" Is it detained, this bowl is papier-mâché, come out quickly! ”

Suddenly, the great monk pointed at him and scolded: "Amitabha, broken lama, can't you wait for the old man to overtake this monster before coming out?" As soon as the voice fell, I saw the sheep-faced pangolin stick out a paw from the place where Bao Houdao tore it. Bao Houdao called grandma, hurriedly dodged, and said in his heart: "You fucking cold throw such a big broken bowl, and no one is allowed to come out, who do you think you are, you are a person if you give you face, and if you don't give you face, you are a fart!" After scolding, he immediately smiled and said: "Master, this broken bowl, no, this treasure bowl is so bad!" ”

Wu Liuqi said with blank eyes inside: "Brother Bao, the junior brother has regretted it after knowing you, you can go by yourself, there will be no time in the future!" ”

Bao Houdao spat out phlegm, and said in his heart: "Just go, Lao Tzu is not rare for you!" ”

I was getting ready to go.

Bao is kind and feels that it is not suitable.

After staring at the fat monk on the broken bowl for a long time, he asked lazily, "Master, do you need to help?" ”

The fat monk didn't move and scolded: "Get out! ”

Bao Houdao's sentence was originally polite, and he relied on it to help people collect ghosts, and it was obvious that he would go to the grave to burn newspapers and coax ghosts. The big monk scolded him, and Bao Houdao didn't shake it off, so he turned his face and left. It seems that there is a Bodhisattva supporting him along the way, and he walks fast, as for what happened to Wu Liuqi and how happened to the sick Yangzi Mansion, he didn't care about it.

Then return to Yangzhou City.

It's dawn.

Bao Houdao rested and rectified for a day, and then walked to Lichun Courtyard.

As soon as I arrived at the door of Lichun Courtyard, a fat monk with a broken bowl walked over, and he looked at it with a good face. If you think about it, isn't this the fat monk? was about to speak, but I heard the fat monk say: "Wu Zhuangshi dragged me to tell Uncle Bao, saying that he went to Zhejiang, and advised Uncle Bao not to do this tomb robbery and grave digging plan in the future, if you commit it again, Wu Liuqi will definitely go to kill you personally." Bao Houdao was about to ask how he ambushed the two monsters yesterday, but he saw that the fat monk had already gone away.

Only a big steamed bun was dropped.

Bao Houdao didn't know what medicine was sold in this big monk's gourd.

Where can I carefully understand these are a few meanings.

Walked into the Lichun Courtyard.

Bao Houdao pondered: "This time, no one robbed Wei Chunfang with Lao Tzu, who robbed women with Lao Tzu, obviously lit the lamp to find the pit and look for (death)." ”

As soon as he entered the door, Bao Houdao was completely crazy, only to see that Wei Chunfang and a blue-eyed and high-nosed person wearing a white hat were sitting together, talking and laughing, and from time to time putting vegetables in Na Houdao's mouth, and kept leaning up, but Bao Houdao was angry. As for Bao Houdao's lama robe, how obvious and obvious it is. Wei Chunfang didn't glance at him, but, having said that, although that Huizi came out of a remote place, with a small body and a small appearance, he was really fucking handsome, no wonder Wei Chunfang was so appropriate.

At this time, the turtle man came up again.

Bao Houdao hurriedly asked the ghost father about the origin of this time.

I'm afraid that I'll summon some ghosts again, and I can't clean it up.

This turtle said: "Master Bao, this is Wei Chunfang's good friend, the two of them are hot during this time." Alas, that time the son's life is so good, if I have such a person in pain, I don't do anything every day, someone gives money, how good! "Say it from the outside, don't look for Wei Chunfang, what's so good about her? Bao Ye, you are so good to her, you just don't appreciate it, is this kind of person worth it?

Bao Houdao also had the idea of retreating.

One is that the red-haired dog is crooked and messy, and the other is that the sick seedling is mischievous, and this time there will be a good look.

I don't know what else to do.

Bao Houdao's heart is really entangled.

Sitting alone in Xunlian and drinking ten glasses of wine, he gritted his teeth and said in his heart: "Settle this again, there will be trouble in the future, Lao Tzu will not look for Wei Chunfang, what is this called, Lao Tzu almost lost his life for you, but you offered tenderness in the arms of others!" ”