The poor ghost was carried horizontally on a back like a cushion of flesh, first blindfolded, and flew in the air for a while, his mouth was liberated, and his eyes were liberated—the big hand that could only hold his whole head tightly in the palm of his hand was a net open.

When he opened his eyes, the poor ghost found that he was being held hostage and flying in a vast forest sea, the pine waves were tumbling and rolling, like the sea undulating, and the forest was dotted with stars, countless nameless imps who could not bring disaster to the world, searching for and wandering aimlessly, and above the sky, the stars were brilliant, exuding the loneliness of billions of years.

When he opened his eyes, the poor ghost found a great miracle - he was 1.69 meters long, he was carried horizontally on his back, straight and straight, with the left rib at the heel and the right rib at the top - the ghost who held the poor dead ghost hostage, and the width of his back was about 1.69 meters.

The poor ghost blinked his eyes, rolled down, turned up, and found another miracle - the ghost who held the poor dead hostage was no more than one meter two or three tall.

At this moment, the poor ghost felt funny, and couldn't help but say: "What kind of manly husband is this? ”

As long as he has his back upright, the poor dead will definitely gain a sense of merit - at least three heads taller than this Humpty Dumpty ghost.

"I'm not a manly man, I like to carry ghosts like this. Humpty Dumpty made a sound, and his voice was hoarse, like a broken gong.

The poor dead ghost had another smell of feces in his nostrils, and immediately shouted: "Oh, you are the infinitely powerful swelling ghost Kang Xiumei!

The matter of being separated from each other for only an hour has actually been "admired for a long time", which naturally has a taste of please.

"Still thinking about me, what a good baby!" The bloated ghost was satisfied, "Just say whatever you want now, that rotten gut ghost and rotten tongue ghost won't come to make trouble and snatch you back." ”

The poor ghost was a little cold-hearted, and the inflated ghost obviously took advantage of the weakness and took him to a place far away from the tongue-pulling ghost and the gut-pumping ghost.

"Well, you put me down first! a beautiful woman forcibly carrying an ugly man on her back is not very decent, and will ruin your good reputation. The poor ghost begged, "I have no money, no beauty, and you snatch me like this, it is laborious and unhappy, and it is not worth it." Clever beauties, nine times out of ten have no brains, of course, you are the exception, beautiful and intelligent. ”

"You have self-knowledge, admit that you are an ugly monster, count yourself honest," the inflated ghost beat the broken gong and drum again, "As for me, I was originally a big beauty with Lan Xinhui, and others don't remind me, and this girl also knows it." ”

Not ashamed, but proud? The poor ghost suddenly felt the urge to vomit.

"I'll let you down, you'd better be obedient—be obedient, and you'll do you a lot of good. Otherwise......" The Bloat Ghost said this, one hand suddenly let go, and the other hand pinched the paws of the poor ghost's feet, and spun at a rapid speed above his head.

The poor ghost suddenly felt that the world was spinning and wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't make a sound at all, and soon entered a trance.

In an instant, the long hair of the poor dead ghost that reached his heels, sheltered from the wind and rain, and was shy and clumsy, all floated out, the firecrackers hidden in the long hair flew out of the clouds, the hundred yuan coins that were not all handed over to the tongue puller for safekeeping flew out of the clouds, the cigar that the intestine smoker gave him that he had been reluctant to enjoy flew out of the clouds, the dandruff in his hair flew out of the clouds, and the knots in his hair that were big as evidence were all dissolved, and the sweat and dirt on the naked body of the poor ghost were also thrown out of the clouds......

That scene is really wonderful, but also really tragic, the poor ghost entered the underworld after death, but it was the first time to enjoy such a "glamorous blessing".

The expansive ghost shook the poor ghost, looking very happy, as if he had returned to the beautiful streamer of childhood skipping rope and playing with rubber bands, and shook his head for a while, and then shook his feet for a while, thinking about the interesting stories of his childhood: when he threw a rubber band or rope on his head, it was to make the boy jump, and when he threw a rubber band or rope under his feet, he was jumping alone.

The swelling ghost had a lot of fun, throwing more and more vigorously, the poor ghost first had the strength to clench his teeth, and gradually became weak, his lips opened involuntarily, and the wind poured in from his mouth, and his stomach became bigger and bigger like a balloon, bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, and his slender body slowly swelled up and became a round monster ball.

"I'm so happy! I've been depressed in hell for so long, and today is the happiest thing I've ever encountered!" The bloated ghost panted, but he was not tired at all, lowered the poor ghost, kicked it violently, and let go of his hand.

With a "whew", the poor ghost flew high like a football, and after a thousand meters, it fell vertically.

The swelling ghost happily made up for it, and the poor ghost once again flew higher and faster from the bottom up.

The poor ghost flew up and down, fell and flew into the sky, up and down, and I don't know how many times it cycled, before it was caught by the swelling ghost on its toes and placed on the ground.

"Ah, baby, you're so cute, kiss one!" the swelling ghost was fascinated, and the landlord was poor and dead, and stretched out his mouth with the smell of swamp gas to the poor ghost.

The poor ghost was weak, and used the last bit of strength to avoid it, and his mouth was spared, but his face was still imprinted with a wet lip print.

The swelling ghost touched the belly and body of the poor dead ghost because it was filled with air, and sighed: "Ah, kiss the little baby, you don't look very good, I'm just Humpty Dumpty, I don't want to find another Humpty Dumpty to be a good old man!

The poor ghost still has the right to speak and the room to choose, so he can only watch in a daze and a daze as the fat lips of the swollen ghost keep opening and closing.

The swelling ghost smiled and shook the greasy fat on his face, grabbed the ankles of the poor ghost, and swung up and down.

This time, ten times faster than the last time, the poor ghost's hair was elongated in the flicking, his body was elongated, and the breath in his belly leaked out of his mouth and nose in a "grunt" sound, and the intestines in his belly also surged up rapidly, jumping out of his mouth, and fluttering along with his hair.

If the poor ghost could choose, he would rather choose a dead death than bear such a "hospitality".

The Expanding Ghost first spun the poor ghost sideways, swirled, swirled, and abruptly erected the poor ghost, shook it downward, and immediately stopped.

With a "bang", the intestines that poured out of the poor dead ghost's mouth instantly returned to the poor dead ghost's abdominal cavity, as if nothing had happened.

"Baby, will you be obedient in the future?" the swelling ghost put the poor dead man down, and they fell to a meadow in the middle of the reckless forest.

The poor ghost, restored to his original form, staggered on the grass, top-heavy, and tossed upside down, like a drunken drunkard.

After a moment, the poor ghost finally stood on his feet, and looked at the expansive ghost as if in a dream.

The bloated ghost took the poor ghost in his arms with tenderness, stood on tiptoe on a rock, stroked his head, gently stroked the long hair that entered the abdominal cavity with the intestines, and said with infinite pity: "As long as you are obedient, I will definitely give you everything I have." ”

Anyway, rub the face of the poor ghost with the fat old cow's breast.

The poor ghost did not wait for the suffocating wall of flesh to come near, shrank down, slumped down on the grass, and grabbed two handfuls of sand in his hands.

"Devil scattering sand", the poor ghost instantly thought of his stunt, but quickly let go of his hand again, let go of the mud and sand in his hand - there were no firecrackers mixed in, no "thunderbolt fireballs", to deal with this giant elephant-like hell ghost, it was simply whimsical, daydreaming.

"Why are you treating me like this?" asked the poor ghost with a low brow, "I'm a poor ghost who is useless, how can I be so favored by you, the eldest lady who has fallen into the city?"

The swelling ghost squatted down, caressed the head of the poor ghost, and said slowly: "Good to you, of course, because you have special use value. ”

"A poor ghost like me also has use value?" the poor ghost Mao Changsheng pretended to be flattered, "Tell me, let me know my own value." Alas, I'm resigned to fate, marry a chicken as a chicken, marry a dog as a dog, you can do whatever you want!"

The voice of the inflated ghost was creepy, but the smile was a little beautiful of a young girl, and said: "Your value lies in yourself: you are a medicine ghost." ”

"What do you mean, medicine ghost?" asked the poor ghost in amazement.

"To put it bluntly, it doesn't matter, if you dare to escape, I will definitely make you happier. The Expanding Ghost warned and said, "Medicine Ghost, this is a rare genius for hundreds of millions of years, and every trace of his body can be used as medicine-panacea." Your saliva is medicine, your urine is medicine, your blood is medicine, your kiss is medicine, and your touch is medicine......"

"I ...... Am I so useful?" the poor man was surprised, "you...... You're not going to be a lover in the eye and exalt me, are you?"

"Definitely not exalting you," the bulging ghost approached the face of the poor dead ghost, "You are a spirit ghost possessed by the Seven Immortals, and the only elixir that the ghost doctor values." After three days of marrying you, I will regain the beauty of the world, and after drinking your urine, I will no longer have to drink the toilet every day, so as to stop the suffering of the five inner burning......"

"I'm so useful?" the poor ghost was so overjoyed that he forgot about the super hospitality he had just received, and suddenly looked behind the swelling ghost with wide eyes, and said in horror, "Who is that evil ghost?"

The bloated ghost's face changed and he looked back.

The poor ghost floated up and fled in a spiraling course, like a fish that had slipped through a net.