After the poor ghost Mao Changsheng saw the hell poisonous bee, he seemed to see a ray of sunshine in the depths of hell.

There are no firecrackers, no hell bees, and then they will be caught, but they are already clear, why should they still wronged themselves?

Mao Changsheng stopped caring with the salivating poor ghost outside the cemetery and wearing a new denim shorts, and picked up the waste wine bottle full of his own urine.

Medicine Ghost Urine, Pokémon, to treat other lonely souls and wild ghosts, has always been medicine to cure the disease, or urine to the disaster, but use it on yourself, I don't know if there is a curative effect?

When I landed in this field, what harm was there? When I was in the Yang World, I didn't hear of anyone who drowned in his own urine.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng held his breath and frowned, poured some urine into the palm of his right hand with the bottle in his left hand, and then wiped it on his blackened, blistered right foot.

How much more risk can a dead horse take as a live horse doctor?

Ah, it's so good, the urine rubbed against the wound, like adding fuel to the fire, and Mao Changsheng jumped up in pain immediately.

The shorts ghost's eyes widened, and his face changed dramatically.

Ulcerated, drenched in pus, such a tragic situation, no matter who sees it, will be shocked.

However, after Mao Changsheng jumped violently for five minutes, he found that the pain in the place where the urine was applied disappeared, and a feeling like a spring breeze arose.

Ah, it really lives up to its name!

Mao Changsheng was ecstatic in his heart, and he hated to kowtow to himself immediately.

However, kowtowing to yourself should be done in a place where there is light and shadow.

Mao Changsheng suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, squatted down, poured urine intently, wiped himself meticulously, and hummed a little song unconsciously in his mouth: "Only this life, there is nowhere to borrow again, no matter how bitter it is, you have to go forward......"

Seeing that Mao Changsheng was so happy, the shorts ghost couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing, the abrasions seem to be very effective?"

"Well," Mao Changsheng didn't bother to raise his head, "Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law to make the old boy's god urine return." ”

used to be "ghost urine", but the poor ghost Mao Changsheng raised his value and rose one level, so he was naturally a "god urine".

"It's a weird name. ”

"The name is not weird, could it be a panacea?"

"Can you give me a little bit in case I get burned and smeared by the fire in the future?"

"You think this is cow pee and horse pee?

Mao Changsheng's tone was arrogant and uninhibited, and he didn't look above the tomb with his eyes, his hands were busy and kept smearing, and the festering ghost skin and ghost flesh continued to heal.

The shorts ghost was dumbfounded, and his saliva flowed, as if he had seen the elixir and jade liquid, and he hated that he could have so many one, two, two, two, so that he could sell it to those rich second generations or official second generations for a good price, and change his fate from then on.

So, tentatively, he said, "Can I make a deal with you?"

"Say good things quickly, don't let go of stinky farts!" Mao Changsheng felt relieved, and his mouth was still crazy.

For some ghosts, modesty is a virtue, and for others, arrogance is a virtue.

Sometimes, you are humble, and those will only be incompetent when you are incompetent.

Psychological set, Mao Changsheng has always been handy.

"I'll take off these new shorts for you, can you give me a mouthful or so of Taishang Laojun who is as anxious as the law to make the old boy's god urine return?"

"You don't want 20,000 coins?"

Mao Changsheng almost burst out laughing, and immediately pressed his lips with the back of his hand to prevent laughter.

"Don't do it!"

The shorts ghost answered categorically.

Twenty thousand dark coins is already limited, and the elixir with a strange and long name is priceless, maybe it can be sold for millions or tens of millions.

The stupid ghost only stares at the small profits in front of him, and the ghost with some leadership skills is far-sighted.

Alas, the peak turns around, and the opportunity to change fate is coming!

In the face of such an opportunity, who would be rare with 20,000 dark coins?

"Alas, be kind, I'll give you a drop of Taishang Laojun who is as anxious as the law to make the old boy only urinate and return—no more, then I won't talk about it, and I won't even let you smell more. ”

Mao Changsheng seemed very accommodating, as if forcing a duck to get on a sedan chair.

"My miraculous potion, even if you have to smell it, it will be refreshed and prolong your life. I can guarantee that after smelling it for a while, you will definitely live a thousand years longer than before. ”

The shorts are obsessed with money, and after brainwashing, they can't distinguish between east and west, north and south, and it is clear that what enters the nostrils is the smell of stench, and they also feel refreshed, and they are about to be able to compare their lives with the Antarctic immortals, so they are busy taking off their new denim shorts and throwing them into the grave.

"Slow," Mao Changsheng was ecstatic in his heart, but he didn't think so, "I'll think about it later." I always feel like I'm at a loss in this business, can you make up for me?"

The shorts ghost stared at the torn shorts he had worn earlier, and said anxiously, "I have no other wealth except for a pair of torn shorts that I haven't washed once in 800 years." ”