Shopee made a neck wiping gesture: "He saw a neck wipe." ”

"Goo-dong" Wu Xiaowen suddenly sat down on the bench, and his eyes almost bulged out: "Shopee, haven't you always been sanctimonious and hateful to the so-called feudal superstitious remarks?

Yang Hao smiled meaningfully: "People can change, and so is Shopee, he is also a person who eats whole grains and stools, not a 'fairy' who doesn't eat fireworks in the world." ”

"Kesi, you speak so ugly, what are you stinking and?" Shopee gave Yang Hao a roll of his eyes. The others laughed in a heap, and some even squirted out their meals.

But Wu Xiaowen didn't smile, he still stared at Shopee with a pair of eyes bigger than a cow and said, "Shopee, no matter how ugly Kesi speaks, it's not as surprising as your transformation." I really don't believe that a person who hates ghosts would say such a thing as a neck-wiping ghost!"

"I've never believed in ghosts in this world, but sometimes, 'ghosts' force you to believe in them. Shopee laughed.

"Lao Wu, let me tell you, Qian Lao Er actually saw a phenomenon that cannot be explained by science for the time being. This is the kind of phenomenon that Shopee said, and Shopee just visualizes it a little. Yang Hao patiently explained to Wu Xiaowen everything that happened in the tomb of the Black Demon King.

Wu Xiaowen's granite head finally understood what was going on, and immediately pulled out the clouds and said: "So, that phenomenon has been staged again and again, and finally scared Qian Er?"

Yang Hao nodded and said, "Yes." Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, Shopee, old god, let's go to City A and get that baby bump back. ”

Shopee nodded, "Okay." But I also have a question that I can't figure out. Didn't the second Qian put that sword up for auction?"

Yang Hao said: "Qian Lao Er is a businessman, of course he knows the truth of waiting for the price and selling, in such a short period of time, how could he auction that baby bump? First, such cultural relics cannot be auctioned casually, and second, if he wants to auction, he must also be sent to a safe place, this safe place is definitely not in China, at least in Hong Kong, Macao, Taiwan, or North America, or Western Europe. So it's not something that can be done in a day or two. The reason why he said to Shopee this afternoon that he auctioned off the baby pimple was actually perfunctory, for fear that we would ask for the baby pimple back. ”

Shopee nodded and said, "I see." ”

The next day, in the compound of the pig farm company.

On the left side of the compound of the pig farm company, there is a concrete-enclosed quadrangular building, and an iron gate is locked outside the building, which looks like a firewood house. But behind the iron gate, there is actually another mystery. Because behind the iron gate is actually a basement. Now Yang Hao and the "Lexi" sword that they want to get back from Qian Lao Jiu overnight is placed in a glass display case in room No. 3 in the basement, and the sword body of the "Lexi" sword can be clearly seen from the outside.

Although it was past eight o'clock in the morning and the sun was shining outside, the basement was brightly lit, as if it was night. Yang Hao, Shopee, Lao Shen, farmers, Wu Xiaowen and others stood behind a curtain wall made of bulletproof glass and looked at the "Lexi" sword in the display case, waiting for the ghost in the "Lexi Sword" who liked to play self-killing to reappear.

In order to cope with the unforeseen event, everyone stood behind the bulletproof glass curtain wall for protection. And the old god still has a small black bottle in his hand, and he doesn't know what it is used for?

Taking advantage of the fact that the "ghost" had not yet appeared, Shopee looked at Yang Hao and said, "I have checked the information, and I can determine that person is a favorite minister or close attendant of the Black Demon King, and his name is Le Xi'er." ”

"However, according to all those who saw the ghost, it was a woman, and it should be the favorite concubine of the Black Demon King. Only his favorite concubine will be martyred for him. Yang Hao said.

"Do you think that man was martyred for the Black Demon King?"

"Loyalty, but how do you explain that woman?" Yang Hao was puzzled.

"The reason why Huang and Charlie think that person is a woman is only because he has long hair. But you must know that the ancient Chinese people had long hair, both men and women. The only difference is in the clothing and hairstyle. Of course, there is another point, men grow beards, women do not. Shopee said.

"According to you, is that a man?" Yang Hao said.

"Emotionally, I also wish it was a female ghost, because all the stories are female ghosts. However, in reality, the probability of male ghosts may be greater than that of female ghosts, because there are more men than women in this world, so there are also more male ghosts than female ghosts. Shopee said in a teasing tone.

"Shopee is getting more and more unserious now. Wu Xiaowen and the peasants shook their heads together and sighed.

"So you think this must be a male ghost?" Yang Hao looked directly at Shopee.

"It's really hard to say now, only when we look forward to the apparition of the ghost can let us see whether it is a man or a woman. Shopee scratched Granite's head. It seems that he is not 100% confident in his opinion of himself.

The minutes ticked by.

But the ghost never appeared.

Shopee wondered, "It seems that this ghost is embarrassed to come out to meet us, so he has to find a way." ”

"What can you do? Shopee, you're not going to go to the underworld to get him out, are you?" said the farmer with a laugh.

Shopee said, "Of course not. How could I possibly go to Hades? If I go to Hades, will I be able to come back? But we have a master here who can ask the ghost of Le Xi'er to appear. ”

The farmer shuddered and said, "Shopee, don't say it so terrifyingly, I'm terrified." ”

Wu Xiaowen looked at the old god in disbelief and said, "As far as he is so inferior, can he invite the ghost of Le Xi'er to appear?"

The old god rolled his eyes and said, "Don't you look at people with low eyes, okay?" he said, taking out a bottle the size of a black wine from his coat pocket, closing his eyes, as if praying.

Wu Xiaowen was puzzled: "What is the old god doing?"

Shopee replied, "He's chanting a mantra." ”

Wu Xiaowen's head suddenly grew: "Shopee, you still claim to be a materialist, and now you are full of ghosts and gods, chanting spells, I don't know if this world is crazy, or are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy, I'm still the same me, it's just that people change, you Wu Xiaowen may become Wu Dawen one day!" Shopee rolled his eyelids and said.

"It doesn't matter if you become Wu Dawen, don't become Wu Sangui. The farmer laughed.

"It doesn't matter if it becomes Wu Sangui, don't become Wu Sanxing. Yang Hao also interjected with a smile.

"What Wu Sangui, Wu Sanxing, will you still be serious?" Wu Xiaowen's face was longer than a donkey.

"Shopee, now please open the protective curtain wall, I must enter it to do it. The old god said to the shrimp seriously.

Shopee asked, "Will it be dangerous to open the protective curtain wall?"

The old god said confidently: "Probably not." Because the ghost will only repeat the scene of his self-murder in front of others, and will not cause substantial harm to others. ”

"Old god, you still don't have to be too confident, too much confidence is arrogance. The farmer laughed.

Shopee wasn't too sure about this, so he hurriedly looked back at Yang Hao and said, "Kesi, what do you think of this matter?"

Yang Hao said: "The old god can go in, but as soon as the ceremony is over, he must withdraw immediately." There is no effective protection in our base now, so we must be cautious. ”

The peasant also scratched his granite head and said: "Yes, we don't even have a gun in our base now, I don't understand, why should we hand over all those weapons to the authorities? Now it's good, the weapons have been officially put into the warehouse, and we are with an outright 'unarmed organization', how can we deal with those evil gods and evil spirits?"

Shopee said, "Ability." Although we have lost all of our powers, those books are still there, and I believe that you are not illiterate, and you should still be able to read them. ”

The old god said impatiently: "Shopee, you are thousands of miles away, I want to go in!"

"Okay. Shopee flicked a button, and the bulletproof glass curtain wall slowly opened a small door, just enough for one person to enter. The old god pinched the small bottle and was about to go to the door.

"Old God, give me the bottle, or I'll go. Yang Hao suddenly spoke.

Before the old god could speak, Wu Xiaowen objected: "Kesi, how can you go? Could it be that you have also become a 'Taoist priest'?"

Yang Hao said: "I'm not a Taoist priest, but I can do this." ”

The old god hesitated: "Kesi, although there is no danger in this matter, I am afraid of what happens." ”

Yang Hao said: "It is precisely because of the case that I will go!" Yang Hao said, took the bottle from the old god's hand, and walked into the bulletproof glass curtain wall. And when he walked in, the little door that had opened closed automatically.

Shopee's expression became a little nervous at this time, and he was no longer as whimsical as he was just now. He looked at Yang Hao in the glass curtain wall, scratched his granite head and said, "I hope to be able to hold this ghost this time, and at the same time, I hope that nothing will go wrong." ”

"Hold the ghost, the ghost is a ghost, how can you hold it?" Wu Xiaowen's head was as big as a fight.

Shopee nodded, "Of course you have to hold it!"

"What do you use to hold it?" asked the farmer and Wu Xiaowen together.

Shopee sneered: "I feel that your problem is as naïve as Heng Qi and Huang Runran!"

"Don't you say I've forgotten about them. Where are they? Why don't they come and see the excitement?" Wu Xiaowen wondered.

"Don't ask so much, look at Kesi!" Shopee didn't answer Wu Xiaowen's question, but pointed into the glass curtain wall.