The poor ghost Mao Changsheng wandered alone, feeling full of sadness.

The green trees and red leaves in the valley are beautiful, but when there are lovers together, they are full of poetry and picturesqueness, and now the love does not know where to end, and I feel that my eyes are full of tragic scenes.

At the end of the river is a wadi valley, and up the valley is the nitrate cave that once drove to it.

Before the poor ghost reached the mouth of the nitrate cave, the terrible screams coming from the nitrate cave had already made him almost freeze in shock.

It was the sound of a woman's scream, as if she was giving birth to a nine-pound baby and had a difficult birth, and it was as if a woman had been stabbed in the stomach by a gangster, and was making a final struggle on the edge of life and death.

Who has the ability to make the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu let out such a terrible wail?

The poor ghost was extremely stunned and confused, if it was a weekday, he would have turned around and slipped away, but at this moment, he was worried about the scissors ghost Mei Yixiang, and he also had some sympathy and pity for Cao Jinzhu, not only did not flinch, he instantly pinched a firecracker with one hand, and pinched the nitrate from the nitrate cave with the other, and knocked down the mouth of the cave at a faster speed.

In the cave, where the sun couldn't shine, I saw Cao Jinzhu with his hair scattered, holding his lower abdomen with both hands, his face was full of pain, sweat kept falling into the dust, his mouth kept humming, and he complained miserably: "Shen Dakuan, you thunder and slash mongrel this day, you have made me so miserable! You kicked me to death, and also let your own son be stillborn, so that I could not be at peace even if I became a ghost, and I had to experience the pain of giving birth once a day and not being able to give birth naturally...... Ouch, it hurts, so many knives are twisting in my stomach......"

That painful state is not pretended.

The screams of pain were not faked.

The steamer ghost plum fragrance has entered a coma in pain, and she is obviously unaware of everything in the outside world.

She was so miserable, so embarrassed, and so pitiful.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng faintly felt that his heart was also aching, and even there was a tingling sensation in his lower abdomen.

In front of the eyes of the poor ghost Mao Changsheng, there was a tragic scene unconsciously:

A beautiful young woman was tightly tied by one rope after another, her head could not be free, her hands could not be free, her feet could not be free, her hair was scattered, and her wonderful ketone body was faintly exposed, but a short and ugly old man, like a mad beast, bared his teeth and fierce face, kicked and pounced continuously......

The woman, with blood coming out of her mouth, eyes, ears, and under her body, more blood flowed, slowly forming a pool of blood, drowning the woman's buttocks, legs and feet......

Oh, how beautiful a woman, so simple, so sincere, why should she be so abused? Is beauty a fault? Is beauty an unpardonable sin in the eyes of the ugly?

The world is so unfair, there are some good men, but they can't marry a good woman, and after marrying a bad woman, marriage becomes hell, and there are some good women who marry incorrigible bad men, who are treated inappropriately by bad men, and waste their youth in vain, and waste their lives in vain!

The poor ghost felt pain and deep anger, and he was looking for the scissors ghost Mei Yixiang's business, but he forgot it in an instant, and was full of sympathy and pity for the steamer ghost, and couldn't help but get closer to the past.

"Can I do something for you?" asked the poor ghost, a little overwhelmed.

When the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu heard the question, his gaze turned to the poor ghost, but that gaze was confused and terrifying, and his pupils were like two blood holes.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng felt frightened and involuntarily took a step back.

The steamer ghost jumped up wildly, grabbed the two shoulders of the poor dead ghost with both claws, and laughed viciously: "Shen Dakuan, I finally caught you bastard! I will bite you and eat you...... Die with you......"

As he howled, he opened his mouth and bit the poor ghost's neck.

The pain made the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu completely dizzy, and he had completely regarded the poor ghost as his rival Shen Dakuan in his previous life.

The poor ghost was so panicked that his hanging hands, holding the firecrackers in one hand and the nitrate in the other, could completely free up, sprinkle the firecrackers and nitrate on the face of the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu, and took the opportunity to get out, but he couldn't bear to do so, but the lightning and stone fire let go of his hand instead, and gave up the firecrackers and nitrate in his hands.

It's over, the teeth of the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu Bai Sensen are about to bite into the neck of the poor ghost Mao Changsheng - once bitten, the consequences will be unimaginable.

However, in the midst of the lightning and fire, the poor ghost Mao Changsheng squatted down violently, hugged the legs of the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu with both hands, and lifted the steamer ghost more than three feet higher at once.

At this time, Cao Jinzhu's mouth could no longer bite the poor dead ghost, but the poor dead ghost's face suddenly touched Cao Jinzhu's lower abdomen.

Cao Jinzhu's lower abdomen was so delicate, and the poor ghost suddenly had a strange feeling, which felt wonderful and uneasy, and a feeling of suffocation also came to him, and he couldn't help but let out a deep breath of heat.

In an instant, the hot breath floated in from the navel of the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu, and suddenly spread throughout the body, and the painful feeling suddenly disappeared, replaced by a wonderful feeling like a jade spring breeze.

Cao Jinzhu sobered up and quieted down, let the poor ghost hold him, without saying a word, he gently picked his hair with both hands, and then used his hand as a comb to gently comb the poor ghost's hair.

The poor ghost didn't understand why he would bless his soul to use such a trick, and he thought that there was still a toss, and it would take a lot of trouble to make the steamer ghost quiet, and this sudden silence surprised him, and he quickly let go of his hand, as if he had touched a hot potato.

Oh, what's going on?

The poor dead ghost quickly took three steps back, and looked at the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu carefully.

The steamer ghost had a crimson face, looking extremely happy and relaxed, and said in a voice that was like a dream, "Thank you for coming to see me! Thank you for giving me a hug and banishing my terrible pain at once." ”

The poor dead man's face was full of confusion, and he shook his head and said, "Don't thank me! I didn't come to see you, and I didn't ...... Didn't mean to hug your ......"

"Alas, it feels so beautiful to be embraced. "I really thank you for the occasional abdominal pain from my previous life—the pain that comes from a past life is more terrible than a dead death." If I could choose death, I would rather choose death. ”

"Alas, you're really bitter enough. The poor ghost bowed his head and said, "You will suffer from steamers, you will suffer from abdominal pain, and you can laugh from time to time, you are really a great female ghost!"

"Don't be busy praising me, you're also amazing—obviously you're sad yourself, but you just pretend to be casual and want to comfort others!" Cao Jinzhu, the steamer ghost, had a look of concern on his face, "To put it bluntly, you didn't come for me, so who are you here for?"

The poor ghost raised his head and said softly, "Do you see the scissors ghost Mei Yixiang?" After we returned from you, we looked at the workers, and when we returned to the world of the two ghosts, she quarreled with me, and left angrily without listening to my explanation. I was afraid that she would come to you and make a fool of herself, so I came here. ”

"So that's what happened. The steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu grinned, "In this way, I'm sorry for you." When they came in a big way, they wanted to bully more and less, so I opened my mouth and said how I lived with you, but I didn't expect that girl to be simple-hearted and believe it. It's not a big deal, I'll just make it clear to her in person. ”

"It's unclear – the more you explain, the more convinced she becomes. The poor dead man sighed helplessly, "Besides, I can't even see her, so who else can I explain to what?"

After that, he held his head in pain and shook it vigorously.

The steamer ghost also sighed softly and said, "She will always be found." Don't think that female ghosts are always petty and jealous - she is jealous, just because she loves you, because she doesn't know you well enough, and she doesn't fully trust you. Children have a temper, get angry quickly, and dissipate their anger quickly, don't be too anxious. ”

I hope so.

The poor ghost felt a little more comfort, but he still frowned.

"You've helped me, and I should help you—I'll look around with you!" said the steamer, getting ready to get up, and flicking his hair, instantly knotting the loose hair into a bunch, and his face became more delicate and bright.

"Thank you, you don't need to help!" said the poor ghost, turning around, "now I understand that she seems to be quiet and obedient, but she has an inferiority complex and a lot of suspicion, and if you see me with you to find her, things will be even more out of control." ”

The steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu sneered and said: "You can't accommodate her little problems, you should let her face the reality and grow up healthily step by step - let her know that she is really wrong, so that she can really correct it and make real progress." ”

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng sighed and said, "Alas, it's good that she is so understanding as you!"

"Shhhh

"Who?" the steamer swooped over.

The poor ghost also jumped to the entrance of the cave.

The entrance to the cave was empty, there was no figure, not a single ghost, and the boos I heard just now seemed to come from a mishearing.

"She's been here!" said the steamer with a wry smile, "and now, the misunderstanding is really hard to explain." ”

"Xiang'er, you're here—" The poor dead man pouted, and the cry echoed around the valley for a long time.

The mountain seems more lonely and mysterious, and there is no response and trace of the scissors ghost plum fragrance.

"Let's go, I'll accompany you to the search. The steamer stroked his sideburns, "It belongs to you, no matter how many twists and turns you go through for a long time, it will eventually belong to you; Let's calm down first, if your heart is messed up, everything will be messed up!"

"I'm already in love, and any big reason is useless!" said the poor ghost sourly, turning into a little whirlwind and leaving.

The steamer ghost hesitated for a moment, and then turned into a yin wind and chased after him.