Some people are afraid of getting angry, and some people are afraid of provoking ghosts.

Fear, not necessarily because of timidity, many times, it is to live freely.

But at this moment, the expansion ghost Kang Xiumei, the tongue-pulling ghost Ma Mengyao, the hanged ghost Sha Jishan and the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu are most eager for ghosts to haunt them.

In order to lure the ghosts to haunt them, they can be regarded as trying their best and using all their might.

The expansive ghost is a ghost sister who is not afraid of heaven and earth, and she calls out all the sounds that female ghosts can call out in bed.

As long as it is a male ghost, anyone who hears that kind of cry, no matter what the purpose, will run closer to take a look.

There is that kind of cry in the barren mountains and mountains, and if you don't see it, the male ghost must not be a normal male ghost, but a eunuch ghost.

However, the swelling ghost screamed for a long time, and not even half of the ghost appeared.

The swelling ghost was very interested, and finally let out a cry like a pig being slaughtered, and before the cry was gone, he sat down on the grass, gasping for breath in disappointment.

The hanged ghost danced Bai Lian, bringing a kind of "hanging dance" to the extreme, so light, so soft, like a spring breeze blowing on the face, like the sunset afterglow bathing the whole body, like a slender cloud Shu roll, as if after walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, lying quietly on ten quilts.

Death is no longer a noun of horror, it is full of light, it is full of heat, it is full of magnetism, it is no longer a struggle, it is no longer a torment, it has become a romantic poem, it has become a warm painting, it has become a pure enjoyment.

The expansive ghost watched, watched, and had a strong impulse, and couldn't help but want to hang himself - as if hanging was the most fashionable and popular way of life, if he didn't hang himself, he would be seen as a bun by people or ghosts, as illiterate people, as urban beggars, and as "nothing to do" who did not know how to enjoy life.

The hanged man himself was intoxicated, as if he were an artist who had devoted all his passion, but not even a half of the ghost appeared on the other side of the invisible and transparent magic net.

Oh, it's really eye-catching that doesn't know gold and jade, and the appreciation ability of male ghosts is too low.

I don't understand how to play the piano cow, and I waste a lot of money.

The hanged man gasped, flew to a tall pine tree in the magic circle, and hung himself upright, his tongue crooked outside his mouth, the whites of his eyes exposed, and his body convulsed constantly, so beautiful and so terrifying.

The swelling ghost smiled and said: "Girl, you don't have to think about it like that, if you can't catch fish, it doesn't necessarily mean that your fishing skills are not good, it means that there are no fish in the fish pond, or that there are only blind fish in the fish pond, no eyes and no beads, and you can't see your fragrant bait." ”

The hanged ghost screamed, and floated down to the side of the swelling ghost, holding his cheeks with his hands, watching the tongue-pulling ghost perform like a "youthful" girl.

The performance of the tongue-pulling ghost at this time is completely different from the performance of the hanged ghost, the three-zhang long tongue is full of fierce tricks, sweeping, rolling, collapsing, winding, lifting, pumping, etc., all of which are vividly and vividly played, skillful and natural.

She has her plans, rather than luring a soft pus-filled male ghost to be a servant slave, not enough success, more than failure, unable to find the key to the bones, and revealing the secrets, it is better to lure a strong male ghost, vigorous and resolute, loyal and unbiased, and more able to achieve the goal.

Although the tongue-puller made a wishful thinking, despite doing his best to put on a show, making himself sweaty and panting, in the end, it was still a bamboo basket to draw water—a waste.

"Where are all the male ghosts dead? What a waste of my aunt's expression!" the hanged ghost grumbled, and sat down on the head of the inflated ghost, and finally felt much more comfortable.

"Hey, you seem to be sitting on my head. The Bloater seemed to be in a better temper than ever, and reminded unhurriedly.

"No, is it? This bench is easy to sit on. The tongue-puller said thoughtlessly, not looking back.

As soon as the words fell, the real body flew out in the clouds, crashed into the invisible and transparent magic net, and bounced three feet away before landing.

"This kind of stool has good elasticity, I will definitely buy one in the future. The tongue-pulling ghost was shocked, and simply continued to pretend to be confused.

"You can't afford to sell such a stool yourself. After the inflated ghost pushed, his anger disappeared, and he said loudly, "It's time for Sister Cao to perform! Even the steamer ghost can't attract a male ghost, which means that there are really no wandering male ghosts in this mountain to use! A place where even ghosts don't want to come more is really a poor place where doesn't give birth to maggots!"

Cao Jinzhu, a steamer ghost who had been smiling and admiring from the side, took a few steps forward and said, "The wonderful ones have been performed by you, what else can I perform?

"We are ghosts ourselves, who is rare for you to become ghosts?" the inflated ghost firmly disagreed.

The tongue-pulling ghost said: "Physical appearance, dance, soul hooking, Cao Xiaomei is first-class, don't push back, show your hands to give us more knowledge!"

The hanged ghost also hurriedly helped: "Show your hands to give us some knowledge." ”

The steamer shook his head, a miserable smile, and his mind seemed to fly to a distant place.

Yes, she has countless stunts to seduce men and male ghosts, but those practices are just to vent her anger, for revenge, she has always been like water, and she has never despised herself - except for the wreck who touched her body in her previous life, no one or any ghost has ever touched her body.

A female ghost who seems to be very casual is a female ghost who is clean and self-conscious, and there are so many female ghosts who are sanctimonious, but they are some rotten ghosts.

Recalling the past and trying to repeat the old tricks, the steamer ghost felt the pain of piercing her heart - after meeting the poor ghost, a faint friendship melted the ice in her heart, untied the dead knot in her heart, and let her see the dawn of life - whether it is the world or hell, it is not all a place of despair.

At this time, the steamer ghost felt some tiredness, and faintly, longed for a place to live.

So, she followed the poor ghost out of the ancient nitrate cave and experienced some stories that were suddenly like a dream.

Now, asking the steamer ghost to use his charm to lure some male ghosts as slaves to find the key to the bones outside the demon net, she actually felt that it had become an extremely painful choice - perfunctory, no male ghost would come, and do her best, the three female ghosts might produce jealousy and hatred, and the barely harmonious situation would soon become a mess.

When she left the steamer hell, the steward of the steamer hell told her: "If you want to succeed, you must be selfish, hypocritical, and not change your inner ambition for any external factors." ”

At that time, the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu swore that he would definitely be able to do it, but after meeting the poor ghost Mao Changsheng, he found that it was difficult for him to become a ghost male who could do everything......

"Hey, can you attract a male ghost in a daze?" exclaimed the swelling ghost, "It's time for you to show your hands." ”

Before the steamer ghost could make a sound, a male ghost floated gently outside the magic net.

Who said that being in a daze isn't also a kind of flattery?

The extremely glamorous female ghost doesn't need to make a big splash, even if she is silent, she can attract admirers.

Although only one of the admirers came, it was enough.

Scarcity is precious, and so are ghosts.

The hanged ghost, the tongue-pulling ghost, and the inflated ghost were all surprised, and then the five bodies fell to the ground.

The steamer ghost smiled indifferently at the male ghost outside the magic net, and wanted to say a word, but the moment he saw the ghost, the smile disappeared suddenly, and he immediately closed his wonderful lips.

The male ghost who appeared in front of him was no stranger at all, it was Hai Weiyang, a crow peck ghost who was still in the stone house in the magic net not long ago.

Hai Weiyang stared at the steamer ghost viciously and greedily, as if smiling, and the two ghost crows on his shoulder, which were almost invisible after shrinking, slowly grew larger, and after becoming the size of ordinary crows, he pecked the eyes and brain marrow of the crow unhurriedly.

"How did you get out?" asked the steamer grimacingly.

"I won't tell you the secret unless you sleep with me. "The crow pecker has always been sanctimonious, but now he has a hippie smile on his face, and he is even more rogue than an ordinary rascal.

"You seem to be sexually interesting to me, and I can sleep with you," the steamer laughed, "as long as you allow your daughter to stand by the bed, and never leave." ”

"Phew!" the crowpecker's face suddenly turned gloomy, "you guys toss slowly in the net, I still have to lure the gut-pumping ghost and other competitors into the net—without the competitors, I am the well-deserved master of the nineteenth layer of hell." ”

With that, the crowpecker let out a string of triumphant laughs and disappeared.