July 2, 2015 at 11 a.m. Update word count 2289

Everyone was frightened, looking at the dark door and the candlelit hall, Qing'er suggested that she should go back to the manhole cover and be less afraid, and everyone thought so. Don Nyima asked Xie Tianji: "Do you still need to go back to the Ghost King?" Xie Tianji replied with a smile: "Boss, don't you want me to go back?" If you don't want me to go back, you can talk, how do you know that you don't want me to go back? Although you look at me very sincerely, you still have to tell me that you don't want me to go back, you really don't want me to go back? Then I won't go back! Do you want me to go back?" "Fuck, gas, Gaga Brugan, I'm going to fucking kick you to death!" You're just a fly Tang Seng in Journey to the West, but the ink kills me......

The five people and one ghost returned to the manhole cover, Xie Tianji snorted in pain, and everyone ignored him, thinking about what to do next. Qing'er couldn't bear it, and asked Don Nyima, "Brother Tang, do we need to drive around with the manhole cover, if there are still living people, we can save one of them, it's too terrifying to be left with us in this world......" Don Nyima was also helpless, and explained to the little junior sister:" Qing'er, I can't bear it, I also want to save all living beings from fire and water, and then people give the nickname manhole cover or something, and be worshiped by the world, but the rich will help the world, and the poor will be alone, we are the poor now, a bunch of little bronze, and when they go out, they may be killed by someone at any time, I think it is enough for us to protect ourselves at present......" "What, interrupt, boss, I'm a serious silver 1! I'm not a little bronze!" Xie Tianji looked at Don Nyima's eyes unkindly, and his voice became smaller and quieter, and when he said, "I'm not a little bronze", his voice was almost audible to him.

At this time, two more ghosts wandered outside, and after a glance to see that no one left, it was still very dangerous outside! Xie Tianji was anxious to change his image in the boss's heart, and raised his hand to signal that he had something to say, and the boss agreed, and said succinctly: "Wait for tomorrow." Don Nyima said, "Make it clear!" Xie Tianji nodded at Don Nyima, meaning to obey, and then added two words, "Sit and wait for tomorrow." Xiao Tang came up in a hurry, rushed up and kicked and scolded, "You can't let out a complete fart!" "Ya Yan Butterfly! Boss, STOP, I said, I said it's not okay, woo woo it hurts, boss, do you see the undead canopy outside, this is the holy weapon of my ghost clan, and it can be used to make ghosts not be born after human death, directly driven by my ghost clan, the undead canopy can only support 24 hours at a time, and the next time you want to use it, you have to wait a year later, so tomorrow at noon the undead canopy will disperse, and the sun will be the safest after it comes out. Don Nyima laughed and said, "Well, the darkness will pass, so let's sit and wait for the dawn!"

In the evening, everyone was a little hungry, Don Nyima took out the book of life and death (the name given to the giant book by Xiao Tang's classmates), and had already seen that there was a name on the last page was "Rooster Xiaoqiang", and summoned Rooster Xiaoqiang, and then everyone started together, stewed a pot of chicken soup, and the chicken legs were distributed to Qing'er, and the chicken was swept away by Old Man Ye, and the rest of the people were full of water...... Looking at the book of life and death again, a box was drawn on the name of Rooster Xiaoqiang......

When the first rays of sunlight shone into the hall, everyone cheered loudly, and they all felt like they were reborn after the catastrophe, and Don Nyima and Qing'er hugged each other tightly. After the celebration, it was a heavy heart, in the internal space of the manhole cover, everyone looked at every street below was covered with blood, flying to Daliang City, due to the more dense population, the blood almost submerged the city, from a high altitude, the flowing blood did not have the slightest meaning of coagulation, has been gathering somewhere. I learned from Xie Wuxian that this was the Blood Pool Great Array, which should be used by the Ghost King to deal with the Xiuzhen Alliance, and the specific situation Xie Wuxian was not very clear. The manhole cover continued to fly westward, in every town and every village, and perhaps there were those who were lucky enough to escape last night like us, estimated to be one in hundreds of thousands.

Don Nyima's heart was so confused that she casually found a hill and stopped, and everyone came out of the manhole cover to breathe fresh air, even if there were no people around, the air seemed to have a bloody smell. Perhaps, as a surviving human, I should do something for the future of humanity, Don Nyima hesitated, on the one hand, he was timid and afraid of death, and on the other hand, he was afraid that he would put Qing'er in danger because of his impulsiveness. summoned a disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect, gave him a Gaizhonggaer, and ordered him to report to the Xiuzhen Alliance, saying that the mortal human race had been wiped out by the ghost clan, and the ghost clan had set up a large array of blood pools in the Xiuzhen Continent, so that the Xiuzhen Alliance must be careful. If the Xiuzhen Alliance asked why the Ziyun disciple didn't participate in the expedition to the Ten Thousand Demon Continent, he would say that he had just advanced to Bronze 5 and didn't catch up.

Go ahead, Don Nyima waved his hand, and he had the demeanor of an underworld boss. The Ziyun disciple thought for a moment and asked, "Then what if they ask anything else, such as how did I get here, why wasn't I eaten by a ghost, who else was with me, why didn't they come to report it?" How can I answer?"

"Son-in-law, I saw in the air just now that there seems to be a temple below, let's go there and rest, and make something to eat by the way. In order to prevent accidents, Don Nyima summoned all the ninety or so people in the book of life and death, including 86 people from Ziyun Mountain, Xie Tianji took the starving ghost and the hanged ghost, and a few humans have not seen it, it is estimated that it is the second goods in the demon tide who fell into the manhole cover without long eyes. There were a lot of people, walking mightily, everyone was in a much better mood all of a sudden, Don Nyima was also in the mood to chat with the chatter Xie Tianji, Xie Tianji was kicked by the boss and was afraid, he didn't know what to say or what not to say, but he replied repeatedly, "What the boss said is", "The boss is very reasonable!" "The boss is really a god!"

In a blink of an eye, at the door of the small temple, an old Taoist priest walked out head-on, and said with a smile: "Oh, the barren mountain welcomes distinguished guests, may I ask you whether you are playing the tip or staying in the hotel?" Don Nyima replied casually: "Eat noodles!" After returning to the end, I remembered that this was a TV commercial, and the mother's advertisement was really annoying! The old Taoist said with a hippie smile: "The small temple has everything, but I don't know if the donors have incense money?" Hello Dao Chief, we are going to rest in your temple for a while, it is very likely that we will spend the night here, dare to ask if it is convenient for the Dao Chief?" "If you have money, you have convenience, but if you don't have money...... Lao Dao pointed to the way down the mountain, "Please take care of yourself!" ", why is this monk so forced! Human beings are already extinct, can you spend the money given to you?" With a calm face, Don Nima stuffed a gold ingot into Lao Dao's hand and asked, "Is it enough for one night?" Lao Dao's face was full of old folds and squeezed together, and no one looked like he was smiling, and replied: "Enough is enough, enough for the guest officer to live until death." "Looking at Lao Dao, it doesn't look like he has malicious intentions, it's just a cheap mouth, Don Nyima doesn't have the same knowledge as Lao Dao, and he released Xie Wuxian and killed him with ink!