The poor ghost Mao Changsheng came out of the cave, and when he saw the hanged ghost Sha Jishan following him closely, he was a little frightened, stopped on the top of a house, turned around and said, "You have been cured of your sore throat, what are you doing with me? The doctor can save the life and help the wounded, or he can poison the wounded, you better go farther." ”

The hanged ghost smiled freely and said, "This big male ghost is still afraid of female ghosts following me? If I were a male ghost and had a beautiful female ghost following me, I would definitely be happy." ”

"This ...... This ......," the poor ghost said, "This is also true, there are female ghosts following you, and it can be regarded as handing over peach blossom luck." However, it is difficult to draw the skin and bones of a tiger, I don't know the face but not the heart, safety first, I don't want to be ruined in the hands of female ghosts. ”

The hanged ghost smiled even more happily, and waved Bai Lian in his hand and said, "If you can think like this, it means that you are not bad enough, and you are still a little cute." You don't have to tremble, from now on, you can be regarded as a benefactor of mine. It's too late for me to repay the favor, how can I hurt my benefactor?"

"Hopefully it's true. The poor ghost breathed a sigh of relief, "Do whatever you want, I'm going to find my friend." I'm going to be embarrassed if you follow me like this. ”

"Afraid that the female ghost you like will be jealous and angry?" the hanged ghost laughed even harder, "If you really like a female ghost, you should make her jealous, make her angry, and make her heartache, so that she will take you to heart." The female ghost is more or less a cheap bone, and she doesn't like the male ghost who is too sincere to her, but the male ghost who tortures her. ”

"Really?" the poor ghost was a little surprised, "if any female ghost is really such a pervert and a cheap bone, you should follow me." I won't be grateful to Dade because you don't hurt me, and then fall in love with you or something. ”

The hanged man laughed loudly, and then said, "The happiest thing for me is to hang the living, to hang the free ghost from a tree and not to go anywhere, and to be of no interest in the soft time of pity and love." ”

The poor ghost Zhengse said: "A daughter-in-law who dared to seduce her husband before her death, and then hanged her husband, naturally does not know how to pity and love." ”

Naturally, he wanted to provoke the hanged man so that she could walk away.

"Do you believe those nonsense?" the hanged man laughed miserably, then raised his eyebrows and roared, "This is not the case at all, the world has wronged me, and the ghosts of the underworld have wronged me, what else can I say?"

The poor ghost was a little timid, and whispered, "I don't want to hurt you with hearsay, but I just want to go our own way." ”

"Are you still afraid of me?" said the hanged man, laughing miserably again, then shaking his head, "human words are terrible, and nonsense is even more terrible. My husband went out to work and did not return for five years, and I did not do anything to be sorry for him, and I have been farming and serving his parents in a remote mountain village. But his father, because of his old disrespect, asked me to go with him into the mountains at night to catch pheasants, and in the depths of the barren forest, there was no one around, and he forcibly occupied my body. Since then, I have discovered that the benevolence and morality of the world are completely unreliable, and that people are just decent beasts who will do whatever they want when they have the opportunity. So, I fell into extreme pain and confusion, and I went wrong and wrong......"

The poor dead man sighed and said, "So you are also pitiful!"

The hanged man's face changed, and he said loudly: "I have nothing to pity for, and the people who bully me have not taken any advantage." In the future, I will hear anyone mention my past, whether it is a human or a ghost, and I will never spare it!"

"Take care!" said the poor ghost, frightened, and did not dare to say more, but swirled and drifted towards the mountains at the head of the village.

"Wait for me. The hanged man followed, "I have nowhere to go for now, I want to talk to you more!"

As soon as the poor ghost landed in front of the mound of graves that he had once cared for with the gut-pumping ghosts, four evil ghosts fluttered out from behind the graves—the gut-pumping ghosts, the tongue-pulling ghosts, the swelling ghosts, and the scissor-sucking ghosts, one of a few.

"Brother's skills are getting bigger and bigger. Meng Haodong, the gut-pumping ghost, looked at the hanged ghost behind the poor ghost who suddenly became docile as a kitten, and smiled strangely, "I know that Brother Mao is the most honest buddy, so I came here to wait, and sure enough, I waited." It's just in time, and I need you to do a big favor. ”

"She is the sick ghost I cured, there is no malice, and we will be friends from now on. The poor ghost pointed at the hanged ghost, and only then did he say a word, and he had already been grabbed by the tongue-pulling ghost Ma Mengyao and the inflated ghost Xiao Kang Xiumei's eyes, and screamed repeatedly, "What are you doing? Don't do anything to me, I'm already famous, don't ruin my reputation and make me a ghost." ”

The two female ghosts ate and laughed, and the hanged ghost even hid his mouth and snickered, but the poor ghost respectfully walked up to the depressed scissors ghost and asked carefully, "Miss Mei Yixiang, can I say a few words to you alone?"

"You...... You want to rebel?" The bloat's face changed.

"You...... Are you empathetic?" the tongue-puller also changed his face.

"Do you want to whisper to me alone?" the scissor ghost Mei Yixiang's eyebrows danced, "This is great! I haven't seen you for a few days, you are much more handsome! Let's go, let's go over there and whisper! Don't listen, don't listen, stop the idler, otherwise Miss Ben's scissors will cut her neck." ”

Say, click and click and suddenly grow up, scissors about three feet long, and then affectionately hold the arm of the poor dead ghost.

Turning a blind eye, the gut-pumping ghost lit a cigar in the void and swallowed it contentedly, waiting for the poor ghost to take care of his "private affairs".

And the tongue-pulling ghost, his face became like that of an abandoned woman.

The inflated ghost is as angry as a big balloon.

The hanged ghost stood next to him, smiling detachedly as if he were watching a monkey show.

After drifting away from the old grave more than 20 meters away, the poor ghost gently got rid of the scissors ghost and grabbed his hand, and asked solemnly, "Where is the wound on your neck?"

Scissors Ghost tilted his head slightly, and a terrible wound immediately appeared on his neck, and the blood kept flowing down, convulsing like a chicken had its neck cut off, and it looked painful.

"Oh, you'll be fine soon. The poor ghost comforted, raised his right hand and bit his middle finger vigorously, and the middle finger was dripping with milky white blood, and before the blood dripped down, it gently rubbed it on the scissor ghost's wound.

In an instant, the wound that the poor dead ghost had wiped was healed.

Scissor Ghost sensed something unusual, twisted his head from side to side, raised his head up and down, and there were no more terrible wounds on his neck.

"Are you alright?" asked the poor man softly.

"Thank you!" the scissors disappeared from the Scissor's hand, and his eyes were obsessed, and he looked at the poor dead for a moment as if in a dream, and then opened his arms and greeted the poor ghost, wanting to give the poor ghost a hug and a kiss.

However, the poor ghost had suddenly floated back to the gut-pumping ghost, and the swelling ghost and the tongue-pulling ghost greeted him, and the three female ghosts hugged each other, closed their eyes, and exchanged a hot kiss with each other.

The poor ghost scratched his scalp, glanced at the three female ghosts in puzzlement, smiled funny, and asked the intestine devil: "Big brother, do you want me to help?"

The gut-pumping ghost said solemnly: "The city will soon send an engineering team to build a resort, but this Jade Emperor Village has been full of ghosts, which is very unfavorable to the construction, I hope that Brother Mao can introduce the smiling ghost Duyin into the cave that has entered the cave but not the hole after the village, and locked it up." ”

"Ouch, that's a tall order. The poor ghost cried out bitterly, "If this matter is not handled well, I will pay for my old life." ”

"Finish this, these five million dark coins are brothers'!" The intestinal demon grabbed it casually, and there was a heavy bundle of dark coins in his hand, "You bring those lonely souls and wild ghosts into the cave, I will take the opportunity to watch the entrance of the cave with these female ghost friends of yours, and when you turn around, you can take this bundle of dark coins to travel and vacation, and talk to me and those girlfriends." ”

The poor ghost stared at the Stygian coin, swallowed a large mouthful of saliva, and gasped, "It's not those girlfriends, it's that girlfriend." ”

"Is it me?" asked the hanged man with a grin.

"How far can you go, how far you can go. When you're done, I'll reward you with a few pennies to buy steamed buns. The poor ghost waved his hand impatiently and whispered to the gut-pumping ghost, "I didn't expect the Netherworld Treasury to allocate funds quite quickly. You keep the money first, and then settle the ledger when the matter is completed. ”

"I can come and get it whenever I want, and I will never break my word. The gut-pumping ghost reassured, and with a movement of his hand, the bundle of dark coins disappeared.

This hand is really free and easy, and you can always learn it sooner or later.

The poor dead ghosts wanted the female ghosts to throw a flying kiss, and floated above Yanhuang Village at great speed, and the ghosts cried wolf and roared: "Lao Tzu, the poor ghost Mao Changsheng has fallen out of love, and he doesn't want to live anymore." I'm going to cook it myself, cut myself with a thousand knives, make 10,000 ghost meat dumplings, and put them in every crack in the cave...... I'm not alive, I'm not alive......"

The poor dead ghost is a "medicine ghost," and if he can eat a rice ball stuffed with a "medicine ghost," isn't that better than 10,000 years of cultivation? What's more, that kind of rice ball is still cooked by the poor ghost himself, and the taste must be extraordinary, and there must be no ancient ghosts before and no strange things in the future.

So, when they heard the grief-stricken wails of the poor ghosts, they could no longer hold back, and they poured out, and they all rushed to surround the poor ghosts.

The poor dead ghost was not valued like this in his lifetime, and after his death, this is the second time that he has been taken seriously by the ghosts.

However, the poor ghost knows that as long as he shows a trace of color, he will immediately show his feet, although he is proud and frightened, he still pretends to be in a negative state of seeing through the red dust, shaking his head like crazy and trolling around, while lamenting pessimistically and misanthropically: "There is no one to love in the world, and after death, I enter the underworld, or I am still frustrated in the fucking love field every day, and I finally coveted a girlfriend with a crooked nose and an open mouth, but I was kicked by her mother, and I lost my face, and the more I lived, the more boring I became......"

Crying, unconsciously thinking of the past, touched the feelings, so sad and sad, crying tears like rain, sad and miserable.

Those ferocious male ghosts pretended to comfort him: "Don't be so sad and painful, as long as you endure the pain for a while, let us drink your blood, gnaw your flesh, and knock the bones and suck the marrow again, and you will be free......"

Those evil female ghosts who were insatiable in their desires, their eyes showed the light of greed, and they sighed and said: "Such a wonderful handsome ghost, if you like me, how can you fall out of love, I will definitely take him in my mouth from time to time and hold him in my arms......"

The poor ghost cried, coldly watching more and more ghosts around him, like thousands of crows besieging a sparrow, so frightened that he almost peed his pants, and suddenly spun around and flew towards the big cave in Yanhuang Village.

There was originally a cold ice ghost in the cave meditating and reciting the virtuous scriptures of "ghost urine and sheep dung, medicine to get rid of diseases", but at this time he didn't know where to go, and the poor ghost felt that the cold air in the cave was particularly heavy, unprecedented, sad and cold, after quickly leading the ghost into the cave, it suddenly turned into a yin wind, came to a sharp turn, and flew to the entrance of the cave.

Thousands of idle wild ghosts chased after each other, and they wanted to leave the cave with the poor ghosts, but the poor ghosts turned around and looked at the moon with a trick of "evil ghosts scattering sand", and a handful of sulfur flying debris was scattered, which immediately made the chasing ghosts retreat in horror.

At the same time, the gut-pumping ghost appeared at the entrance of the cave, and let the poor ghost, which spun and whipped like lightning, and beat the mountains and rocks like rain, and also hit several ghosts who were recklessly chasing after the skin and flesh, broken tendons, and threw them back far away.

The power is so powerful, how dare those lonely souls and wild ghosts rush to rush again, they all retreat to the depths of the cave one by one, and after a while, there is no sound, and at a glance, they know that they are frozen and frozen by the strange cold air.

The poor ghost muttered to himself: "I wanted to play tricks on that ice ghost, but I didn't expect that the ghost urine and sheep dung, gathered the essence of the sun and the moon, and gathered the aura of heaven and earth, and actually cured that thing, making his cold and ice true qi even better than before." ”

"Brother, the money is yours. The gut-pumping ghost withdrew his intestines, and with a raised hand, threw a bundle of newly shiny Netherworld coins in front of the poor ghost.

The poor ghost was overjoyed, and was about to bend down to pick up the money, when the inflated ghost, the tongue-pulling ghost, and the hanged ghost had already struck at the same time, grabbed the bundle of dead coins, and said in unison: "We have money!

The poor ghost saw that the three female ghosts did not give in to each other, and looked like they were going to fight hard, but the scissors ghost stood quietly beside him, looking indifferent So he sighed and said, "Congratulations to the three of you for making a fortune!

"It's better to be respectful than to obey. The three female ghosts stared at the money, sat down together in the middle of the cave, and began to count the money and plan to divide it.

The gut-pumping ghost pouted and floated away.

The poor ghost shook his head, gently pulled out the scissor ghost's hand, and floated away.