It is indeed not a poor ghost who is talking, but a female ghost.

It is not surprising that female ghosts learn from other ghosts to speak, paint their voices and colors, and be vivid - every woman is a natural actor, and every female ghost is a natural big-name actor.

The female ghost found it interesting because she accosted her at the right time, and she actually laughed as if no one was around.

It's true that there is no one around, but no one doesn't mean there are no ghosts-

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng floated away with the elixir, and when he saw a strange ghost about ten zhang away from the old grave where the intestine pumping ghost was, he immediately stopped, shrunk into a ball silently, hid behind a tree, and watched Jing Sound carefully.

The ghost had long flowing hair, a long body, a light and flowing gait, and his back was to the poor ghost, but the poor ghost knew at a glance that it was an outstanding beautiful ghost.

"Hey, I have friends from afar. Could it be that I have been lonely for too long, and the sky is pitiful, and I am going to hand over the peach blossom luck?" Mao Changsheng swallowed a little saliva, his mood was agitated, and he thought silently, "When I was in the yang world, I never seduced any beauty, and I never had any beauty seduce me Mao Changsheng, I have been in a trance for more than 20 years and nearly 30 years, and I have always been an old boy who doesn't smell dogs and pigs, and I have lived a life in vain." Now, there are actually beautiful women who have delivered them to my door and thrown them into their arms? I have just made a fortune, and I have been known by beautiful ghosts? Beautiful women are too sensitive to money, aren't they? Hmph, there is only a beautiful woman here? If you have the ability, all of them will come to me--I will not let go of any of them, and they will all laugh and accept them. ”

After lying in the grave and seeing the uninvited guest, he said angrily: "You tongue-pulling ghost Ma Mengyao also want to come to win the bid? I advise you to get away! In the world of men, it is difficult for women to get a good go, and the world of male ghosts is the same! From which layer of hell you come from, it is better to go back to which layer of hell, so as not to be thankless and end up in ashes! Fight with me, you are not an opponent - hue can't charm me, and you can't fight me. ”

The tongue-pulling ghost smiled and sneered, bent down and said, "You are a pervert who used to be in the sea, and my aunt naturally can't charm you." However, if you want to talk about fighting, it doesn't necessarily mean that you will lose. Hey, for no reason, what are you doing in a deserted grave? Are you interested in those half-old MILFs who are red and faded, and want to find a place to return to them, or are you injured and want to hide like a turtle and recuperate?"

The tongue-pulling ghost is so powerful, although he doesn't know what happened, he can see the strangeness in the trees and stones that were broken by the gut-pumping ghost with his intestines.

"What's so strange about lying here?" The gut-pumping ghost pretended to be relaxed, "Uncle, I like this kind of life that is at ease with what happens! How tired it is to run a family by myself, just find a beautiful widow to rub around, and don't have the heart to contribute, how much less worry is there? Instead of standing there and chatting, come in and give your uncle a beating on the back! What kind of goods are you, everyone knows it, and there is no need to say more!"

Ma Mengyao, a tongue-pulling ghost, was originally a watery poplar woman in the world, who was caught and raped in bed by her husband who went out to work and came home, remembering the past feelings, not beating her, not scolding her, giving her a sum of money to let her go her own way, she hated men from then on, indulged in gambling, and sow discord so that a hundred intact family wives were separated.

After Ma Mengyao died of breast cancer, she was sent to the hell of tongue extraction, and the judge saw that her ability to endure pain was outstanding and smart, so he quietly released her in order to win the bid.

She herself has done countless dirty, dirty and harmful things, but she likes to be treated by people as a woman who is ice and jade, and this verbal stimulation makes her can't help but be furious, and she is ready to use force with a raised brow - although she has some scruples in her heart, she can't control too much.

And just as he was about to make a move, the poor ghost Mao Changsheng came out dizzily and said passionately: "Beauty, are you here to find me? I have just made a small fortune, which is enough to be free for a few weeks! Alas, you came by coincidence!"

When the tongue-puller heard a male ghost call her a "beauty", her anger disappeared and she smiled back, but she was soon disappointed again.

"Where did you come from? Why do you have no clothes and no pants, and you rely on long hair to cover up? Are there too many shameless people in this world? I just met one, and another one came out! Hey, I don't want to seduce this girl if I don't pee in the mirror and look at that dignity in the mirror?"

"Think I'm not dressed decent......ly? If you like it, I'll go and get a suit and leather shoes to see you right away! Ghosts can't be disguised, the sea can't fight, choosing a boyfriend can't just look at appearance, but also look at conduct! You beauty is so familiar, it seems like you've seen ...... somewhere."

The tongue-puller laughed out loud.

"I'd rather die at the feet of a handsome guy with a wolf's heart than live in the arms of a crooked brother whose responsibility comes first. I haven't heard this 10,000 times, but 9,000 times, men and ghosts are equally mentally retarded, seducing girls, and there are only a few clichés, and there is no new feeling. Hehe, I don't think I've been like your mother, right? With a son like you, he must have poured blood mold for eight lifetimes. ”

The poor ghost felt a tingling in his heart, and was a little flattered - after all, there was a beautiful ghost who accosted him, and he vomited.

"Yes...... It's like I've seen you somewhere. Hehe, it doesn't matter if you can't remember it, you just need to see that my money is not fake. ”

The tongue-puller sighed softly: "That money is real, I can see it at a glance." It seems to be more than 5,000, can I count it for you later?"

The poor ghost saw a coquettish face, and heard a coquettish voice, and in an instant his bones were weak, and he was a little unsteady on his feet, and shook the money in his hand again and again, and said in a voice as hoarse as that of a eunuch, "Okay! Okay! Okay......

The poor ghost was still dazed, and the tongue-pulling ghost had turned his head, raised his hand and grabbed his tongue and pulled it out, and the tongue swelled to a length of three feet, and rolled towards the old grave, and in the blink of an eye he swept the grave flat, and smashed the stele to pieces, and flew in all directions.

Oh, this is a hot girl, not material for being a good wife and mother, but fortunately it didn't get mixed up by mistake!

The poor ghost was frightened, and quickly hid behind the tree, trembling and hiding the coin back in his purse with long hair on his chest, and held his breath.

In the dust, the intestinal ghost had left the grave, dodged and jumped three feet away, changed his state of pain and malaise, and said with a cold face: "Although Lao Tzu has suffered a lot of injuries, it is more than enough to deal with you, a nasty person. ”

After that, as soon as he relaxed the palm pressed on his stomach, the intestines in his stomach flew out like a poisonous snake at great speed, heading straight for the neck of the tongue-pulling ghost.

"What do you think you're a good thing? The tongue puller swirled his neck, and his blood-red tongue flew like a javelin into the bloody hole in the stomach of the gut-pumping ghost.

Seeing that the momentum was not right, the gut-pumping ghost saw that the strength of the opponent's tongue was no less fierce than his own belly, so he dodged and retreated, and at the same time changed the direction of the belly curl and faced the long tongue.

In an instant, the long tongue of Sanzhang and the constant belly and intestines of Sanzhang were entangled, each of them did not give way, like two poisonous snakes fighting.

The poor ghost was frightened and found that he couldn't hurt himself for a while, so he simply leaned on a pine tree and watched it happily, thinking to himself: "They are all extremely vicious ghosts, and whoever dies or is injured doesn't need Lao Tzu to pay for a burial or send them to the hospital.