"Amitabha, that Buddha, donor, poor Dao thinks, instead of you care about poor Dao, it is better to care about your companion first, Poor Dao feels that your companion seems to be unable to hold on, if you start here, wouldn't it make Poor Dao watch a good show, tsk, donor, you will lose a lot, Amen." Instead of answering my question directly, the fat man stuffed the disc into my pocket and pointed to Bai Bing, who was already kneeling on the ground next to him.

Bai Bing's appearance at this time is extremely sultry, his neckline is slightly open, he is drenched in sweat, and his mouth is still making a seductive wheezing sound.

"What should I do? I can't help it. At this time, I had to turn my attention to the dead fat man for help, although he was a little obscene, but he definitely had the ability. Since he reminded me how to deal with female ghosts before, it shouldn't be bad for us.

A small hand was on my shoulder, it was Xiao Shi, her little face was a little red now, but after all, it was a spirit, and it was not very affected, and she glanced at the dead fat man vigilantly, and turned into green smoke and drilled back into the small porcelain bottle.

"Amitabha, that Buddha, donor, in fact, the poor Dao has already thought of a way for you, why don't you sell your Tantric Joy Zen, but you and the female donor don't seem to have cultivated, if you practiced last night, those two donors will deal with this guy today, it must be simple, easy and happy."

Black line, full of black line, said that we did plan to do that the night before, the result is not that you dead fat man holding a hard to see inflatable doll that makes people want to vomit there to demonstrate what tantric joy Zen, if you don't add a real demonstration, just give text and illustrations, maybe our good thing will become......

"That's it, the lord of the donor, there is a magic weapon in the poor road, put it in the forest over there, or you will bother the donor to bring the bucket of magic weapon, which should be able to solve the urgent need of the female donor." As he spoke, the fat man pointed to the woods next to him and made a "go" gesture to me.

To be honest, I'm a little worried, after all, this fat man looks so obscene, and Bai Bing is so beautiful, but looking back, if this fat man has any bad intentions, I am not an opponent with his hand just now, forget it, just run errands.

Speaking of which, the temperature in the south, the weather in December, although it is not below zero, is also a single-digit temperature, after the fierce battle, sweating, should have shivered, but now the body is hot, not cold at all. After walking a few steps into the forest, I saw a green plastic bucket more than half a person high, the thickness of a gasoline drum at the bottom of the barrel, and the mouth of the barrel was as thick as a school cauldron, placed under a tree. It seems to be filled with some liquid, I'll take it, is this the legendary magic weapon? Which magic weapon has such a big body, and can't all other people's magic weapons be bigger and smaller?

I don't even know how I got that vat out of the woods, but when I got it out, I didn't have the slightest thought in my heart, and it all evaporated with sweat.

When I was sitting on the ground gasping for breath, the dead fat man suddenly squatted beside me like a ghost, put his face in front of me, and asked obscenely, "Handsome guy, do you like the temptation of wetting?" "What? Wet temptation? Before I could figure out what he was talking about, the dead fat man suddenly lifted the lid of the bucket, and he lifted it lightly and skillfully, and then buckled it against Bai Bing.

Forehead drop mother, Bai Bing, you remember not to kill him, I also smelled it along the way, what is in this bucket is water, this weather, such a big bucket of water goes down, and it is not poured, but the whole bucket is deducted! I quickly jumped up from the ground and took the bucket away from Bai Bing's body, okay, poor girl, the obedient and obedient long man who had been taken care of found that it had been poured on his face, and the clothes on his body were even more wet, and water was pouring out of his mouth, nose, and even ears and eyes, and this person rolled his eyes.

"Hey, hey, Bai Bing, are you okay! You're all right, bad woman, don't scare me! I shouted her name while patting her face with my hand, and it took half a minute for Bai Bing to recover, and then I opened my mouth and sprayed a mouthful of water on my face. The fish in the pond are in trouble, but the person is finally fine, he spit out the saliva, Bai Bing's eyes don't roll up, his little face is frozen pale, how can he still look dissatisfied.

"Then, this kind of thing is lustful, of course, it is best to deal with it with water, donor, you see, the poor road is prescient." After the dead fat man said this, he ignored me, and walked to the thunderball that imprisoned the female ghost, "Amitabha, that Buddha, I said that this female ghost benefactor, as a smoke soul, you must have a smoke soul consciousness, since you have no grudges in the world, then you should go, just go, stay in the world, poor Dao thinks, that is also harmful to others and self, you see this will not work, you know more detailed things about the treasure, tell us about it, including the time and place of the treasure's birth, And what kind of treasure is it, the poor road will do good deeds and help you exceed. In fact, Poor Dao doesn't want to say too much, I wanted to ask you last night, but halfway through, my stomach hurts, I went to pull a, and you are gone, alas, otherwise Poor Dao doesn't have to watch them follow you, anyway, it's all catched, whoever catches it is the same, and you look at it, you made the two of them so miserable, and you yourself are bare-chested, why bother. You understand the country's policy, confess leniently, sit in prison, resist strictly, and go home for the New Year. Eh, Amitabha, that Buddha, that's not what he said, anyway, as long as you tell the poor path the exact news, the poor path will give you benefits, what do you think? ”

I'm a little suspicious now, this fat man who sells CDs is a psychopath at all, he speaks upside down, and he is "confessing leniently, sitting in prison", who will tell you the matter. But now my main concern is not this, rip off the white ice soaked coat, and then put my coat on her, hugging the girl who keeps shivering, I have the heart to kick this fat man to death.

"Hehehehe, you made me like this, and now you lock me up, do you expect me to tell you anything?" Several self-defeating shocks made the female ghost look very miserable, and she didn't have the appearance of a general's wife or a young lady of the family. "Either you destroy me, or you let me go and want to pick fruit from me, don't be delusional!" Unexpectedly, the female ghost trapped in the thunder and lightning cage was extremely tough, with a stiff neck, revealing a heroic appearance.

"Amitabha, that Buddha, the poor way knows, female donor, go slowly, Amen." The fat man, who has always been verbose, has no nonsense at all this time, stretches out his right hand and grabs it in the air, and then clenches it into a fist, and the ball-shaped thunderbolt cage is actually under his grip, quickly shrinks to the middle, turns into a ball of plasma, and then disappears into the air, as for the female ghost, there is not even a trace of ash left.

"That's it, just beat me until my soul is gone?" I can't understand it, I can't understand it, you just asked so out of tune, why don't you have to torture to extract a confession first.

"Donor, otherwise what do you think the poor should do? It's nothing for you to be a big man even if you take off your coat, but what about the female benefactor who kindly bought my two plates? Look at it, look at it, this little face is white, if you don't hurry back, you must have a cold, alas, you human beings, what are you thinking in your head! Sins, sins, sins. Amen. "This dead fat man, without the slightest awareness, actually accused me of ignoring Bai Bing's physical condition, I, I'll go to it...... It's not mine.

No, since other fat people have said that Bai Bing's body is the most important, what else can I say? Pick her up on my back, let her lie on my back, cling to how much she can get some warmth, and with the dead fat man, she walked out of the col with one foot high and one foot low, and walked in the direction of the county seat.

This time, the dead fat man did not part with us, and frankly admitted that the person who Bai Bing felt staring at us before was him, as for why he stared at us, he could only say that we had the same goal.

Along the way, the dead fat man chattered with us endlessly, the awkward Buddha name plus the poor Dao Jiaamen, I was dizzy to hear it, and the most perverted thing was that the girl actually took advantage of my dizziness to rise, and even sold two disks to me with a fool and a trick. Finally walked back to the county seat, he didn't go to find a place to live by himself, but followed me and Bai Bing to the hotel, and squeezed into my room under the pretext of helping me open the door, which was really unbearable.

The dead fat man didn't leave, I couldn't help it, pushed Bai Bing into the bathroom, and brought her a chair, let her take a hot shower to get rid of the cold, the dead fat man took out the "top beautiful girl" disc from my clothes pocket, stuffed it into the DVD, and then pulled me to enjoy it as if I was very familiar, I took it, brother is not glass, if you want to appreciate it, you can wait to enjoy it with Bai Bing......

"Waste, if you see this plate, it means that the nervous dead fat man has found you." How did this plate shoot, there is a brain on the screen, I didn't see it, I heard its voice first, but this 10,000-year-old icy tone, and the sentence "waste" are really familiar, the camera zoomed out, revealing a beautiful woman in pink pajamas half-leaning on the bed, pinching her eyebrows with her hands - I'm going to go! The heroine of this plate for Mao will be the language of fire!