The poor ghost Mao Changsheng ran to the cave behind Yanhuang Village, and heard the sound of a fight from a distance.

In the sound of the fight, the women's scolding kept appearing, and when I heard it, I heard the voices of those "girlfriends".

Fight with whom?

The poor ghost suddenly approached and found that the three "girlfriends" were fighting with the crow peck ghost Hai Weiyang.

The mouth of the crow peck ghost Hai Weiyang has become as big as a water tank, looking gloomy like a bottomless abyss, and a pair of hands has also become long, grab here, catch there, the wind is whistling, the strength is extraordinary, I can't wait to immediately grab the three female ghosts in front of me and stuff them into their mouths, swallow them.

However, the three female ghosts are not idle people, the hanged ghost Sha Jishan is extremely agile, the tongue-pulling ghost Ma Mengyao is floating like a fantasy, and the swelling ghost Kang Xiumei looks stupid, but it is thick and fine, deliberately pretending to be devoured, waiting for Hai Weiyang's big mouth to get closer, but he threw a boulder with his backhand, and Hai Weiyang could only change his shape and step aside.

"Stop! Stop! If you have something to say, why do you want to fight?" The poor ghost Mao Changsheng thought of what Hai Weiyang had said before, and said that he was willing to be his slave, so he scolded loudly, thinking that he could immediately turn the war into a jade silk.

However, none of the four evil ghosts in the fight quieted down.

The swelling ghost Kang Xiumei commanded loudly: "Come and throw your thunderbolt ghost fire bomb and blow this beast to shreds!"

The hanged ghost Sha Jishan and the tongue-pulling ghost Ma Mengyao also urged at the same time: "Come and help us, this beast wants to attack and swallow us suddenly, but unfortunately the aunts and grandmothers are not ice clear and jade little virgins, and they won't let him swallow them obediently!"

At the moment of speaking, the white crow on Hai Weiyang's head swooped down from the sky and pecked at the big fat neck of the expanding ghost Kang Xiumei, but the expanding ghost only cared about dealing with Hai Weiyang head-on, and did not pay attention to it at all.

"Damn flat-haired brute!" the poor man shouted, and a firecracker flew towards the white crow's head, crackling and exploding, and the air immediately smelled of gunsmoke.

The swelling ghost Kang Xiumei was shocked, and scolded in her mouth, "I want to blow up the ears of the deaf old lady, you are so good to me and me", and when he turned around and saw the frightened ghost crow, he understood what was going on, so he raised his hand, and a stone the size of a pig's head flew towards the ghost crow with full strength.

The swelling ghost Kang Xiumei has always been infinitely powerful, and the two fat hands can grasp the stone in the air, as if a magnet absorbs the iron block, take and throw it away, left and right, this time the stone flies to the ghost crow, the poor ghost thinks it will make the ghost crow crush to pieces, but the ghost crow gently picks up, the stone is fragmented, and a lot of dust and smoke scatter down.

Of course, the ghost crow also became cowardly, and did not dare to attack from a distance, so it only cared about walking around, making a rough and ugly, curse-like strange cry, which disturbed the hearts of the three female ghosts.

The crow peck ghost Hai Weiyang saw the poor dead ghost Mao Changsheng helping the female ghost, and he was furious: "If you don't hurry up and help me eliminate these three sluts, when will you wait?

"What are you talking about? I don't understand!" the poor ghost Mao Changsheng asked loudly, "Didn't you say that you want to be a slave driven by me?" I told you to stop, you better stop quickly!"

Hai Weiyang waved his long arm, but he didn't slack off at all, and while grabbing, sweeping, grabbing, and taking the three female ghosts, he said angrily: "Don't be greedy for these vulgar fans, they are all accomplices of the gut-pumping ghost Meng Haodong, cutting them off as soon as possible will be of great benefit to our future development." You remember, I, Hai Weiyang, really care for you - one day in the future, you will definitely be grateful to me who is working hard for you now. ”

"What are you talking about, I really don't understand, I just hope you stop immediately!" The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was confused in his heart, and he was a little inexplicable, "Don't continue to fight, otherwise I'm going to make a move!"

The swelling ghost Kang Xiumei said: "That's right, the good baby should have made a move a long time ago!"

Hai Weiyang also nodded and said, "Yes, hurry up!"

The poor ghost was even more confused, and said loudly, "I don't want to fight now, I just want to ask you - who saw the scissors ghost Mei Yixiang?"

"Aren't you all together, why are you asking us?" said the hanged ghost Sha Jishan, dancing a long white practice, and strangled the crow peck at the hand and neck of the ghost Hai Weiyang.

"I know where that girl is!" Hai Weiyang replied calmly, calmly grabbed Bai Lian, who was as white as a filial piety, and was about to tear it apart, but Bai Lian turned into smoke and disappeared.

At the same time, the tongue-pulling ghost Ma Mengyao's long tongue was pumped towards the back of Hai Weiyang's head, Hai Weiyang seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and he didn't look back, like the long arm of an eagle's claw grabbed back.

Ma Mengyao, the tongue-pulling ghost, didn't dare to wade into danger, for fear of grabbing the long tongue and dragging her whole into the big mouth, so she quickly changed direction and retreated to the side.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was very anxious, and when he heard Hai Weiyang say that he knew where Mei Yixiang was, he was convinced that Mei Yixiang had been captured by Hai Weiyang, and even if he was not devoured, the situation was very bad.

So, the poor ghost Mao Changsheng couldn't bear it anymore, his hands reached into his trouser pockets, his left hand pinched the nitrate, and his right hand pinched a firecracker, and quickly approached the crow peck ghost Hai Weiyang, and the group spun around.

"Where is Mei Yixiang, where was you captured?" the poor ghost Mao Changsheng looked for an opportunity, and at the same time asked majestically, "Where is Mei Yixiang?"

The crow peck ghost Hai Weiyang was afraid of the poor dead ghost Mao Changsheng's "evil ghost Sasha", and while carefully guarding against it, he swore and said: "You can rest assured, Mei Yixiang is in my hands, and there will be no three long and two short." However, if you still don't help me, and you still want to please those sluts, you will have to be responsible for the consequences!"

Saying this, the poor ghost Mao Changsheng was a little overwhelmed, and stepped aside, and became demented.

Suddenly, the poor ghost Mao Changsheng's shoulder was gently patted, and a gentle voice came into his ear tube: "Hai Weiyang is blackmailing you, don't believe his nonsense." Scissors ghost Mei Yixiang is not an idle person, even I am afraid of her three points, and I will never easily fall into the hands of Hai Weiyang!"

The one who was talking was Cao Jinzhu, the steamer ghost who followed behind and watched the change.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng felt that this was reasonable, felt a little comforted, and approached the crow peck ghost Hai Weiyang, and said categorically: "If you want to blackmail me, I won't fall for you!" This time is not as good as the previous time, then if that stinky mouth is thrown into a firecracker by me again, it will never be repaired again, not to mention that it will eat ghosts in the future, even if you drink dung soup, you won't be able to do it!"

Hai Weiyang was afraid, immediately closed his mouth, jumped away from the three female ghosts, and said bitterly: "Mei Yixiang's little girl was captured by me at the mouth of that cave! You had a hot fight with Cao Jinzhu's slut, and she also booed contemptuously......

Saying this, the poor ghost remembered the boos that appeared at the mouth of the nitrate cave, and felt that Mei Yixiang was really captured by Hai Weiyang, and his anxious and sad eyes couldn't help but turn to the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu.

Once upon a time, the poor ghost Mao Changsheng already felt that Cao Jinzhu was a reliable confidant, as if he was his eldest sister in his previous life or future life, and he would never be disappointed when he asked her for help.

Cao Jinzhu was also convinced that Mei Yixiang was captured by Hai Weiyang, felt ashamed and angry, and as soon as he let go, seven brightly colored pomegranate skirts appeared in front of him, and flew towards Hai Weiyang.

"Let's go up together, eliminate this scourge, and the future will be peaceful, and Mei Yixiang can be rescued!"

Cao Jinzhu commanded, gesturing with both hands, and seven pomegranate skirts pounced on Hai Weiyang's head, elbows, legs and feet.

Hai Weiyang dodged left and right, a little hurried, but shouted disdainfully: "Lao Tzu Hai Weiyang What kind of woman and female ghost have I never seen, and want to use a few torn skirts to confuse me, I am really naïve and naïve." ”

The three female ghosts who did it before saw that the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu had made a move, and they knew that they were better than their own skills, so they retreated to the side and watched on the wall.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was anxious, and he wanted to beat Hai Weiyang to the ground immediately, but when he turned around, he didn't dare to make a move, for fear that the nitrate and firecrackers thrown would accidentally destroy the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu's life-seeking demon skirt like that.

While the poor ghost Mao Changsheng hesitated, the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu had a look of surprise on his face.

In the past, against poor ghosts, tongue-pulling ghosts and hanged ghosts, Cao Jinzhu's skirt could trap the target as soon as he shot, and it had an immediate effect, but now, those magic skirts can't trap the crow peck ghost all at once.

The crow peck ghost Hai Weiyang blew on this skirt, and blew on that skirt, and the skirt immediately tilted to the side, and he could only look for a new opportunity.

Of course, the crowpecker's arms became strangely long, but he did not dare to grasp the skirts, as if they were pieces of iron smelted in the fire.

Mei Yixiang secretly used her ghost power to launch a magic skirt to attack from different directions, but it didn't work, her face became grim unconsciously, and a slight sweat appeared on her forehead unconsciously.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng saw it in his eyes, and understood that the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu was doing his best to help him, and wanted to find out Mei Yixiang's whereabouts as soon as possible, so while he was grateful, he also felt guilty, and couldn't help muttering to himself: "Lao Tzu's manly husband, I have to rely on other female ghosts to help me find my lover, it's too embarrassing!"

So, suddenly, he shouted, "Take back your skirt!"

The cheers came out, and the left and right hands waved at the same time, a thousand-year-old nitrate from the depths of the nitrate cave, and a new firecracker from the deserted cemetery, flying overwhelmingly towards the crow.

In an instant, the magic skirt of the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu disappeared.

In an instant, the crow peck ghost Hai Weiyang also disappeared.

The disappeared magic skirt was naturally taken back by the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu when he heard the sound.

The disappeared crow naturally fled when he heard the sound.

Those ancient gunpowder, those firecrackers, all fell on the green pines and bushes.