Suoba pulled down the wine gourd hanging from his waist, pulled out the gourd stopper, and poured two sips of "Gu Dong Dong".

really responded to the sentence that wine strengthened people's courage, and sure enough, under the stimulation of alcohol, it added a little bit of courage.

He hung the gourd back on his waist and howled "Ahh......h

The howl was much smoother, and he threw up his two-foot-long crotch, pulled on a pair of broken shoes that didn't heel, and continued on his way.

Suo Ba was carrying half a catty of rotten meat wrapped in kraft paper in his hand, and the rotten meat was swaying in the air, and his heart was soaked in snot.

I don't know where he got the two bad money, so he couldn't wait to buy meat, and was ready to return to his Baylor Mansion to have a full meal of wine and meat.

Gusts of dust from the evil wind fell on the kraft paper, making it dirty.

Suoba wrapped the brown paper in front of his eyes and shook it, blowing the dust on it with his mouth, and smiled with satisfaction.

If you have wine and meat, you will be a little girl, you can eat and drink, and then hug a little girl to get honey, how moisturizing it should be.

The more he thought about it, the more beautiful it became, and he hummed a little tune as soon as he got up.

"Send a lover! Send me to the east of that gate! Just in time for God to blow the old north wind! It's good that the wind doesn't rain a little! It's raining lightly! Girl, you can still keep me warm on the kang! Send a lover! Send me ......"

Suo Bazheng shook his head and hummed a little song, and suddenly there was a heart-rending scream behind him.

Then a black shadow flew over his head, and when he came to his senses, he looked for the black shadow again, and it was gone, but it was still blowing a small yin wind.

"Oops! My mother! The Qingming Festival is really weird. ”

Suo Ba only felt a cool breeze running down his spine, and he subconsciously shrank his neck.

He is a well-known man who is not afraid, and walks alone through the mass grave in the middle of the night; squatting in a grave to avoid the wind and snow; Slept with the dead in his arms.

Anyone else dare not do this guy has done it, and he almost kissed the female ghost.

Then again, who would dare to sleep in a mountain temple in the barren mountains without such guts?

Not to mention anything else, just the statue of the mountain god, the grinning dignity is enough to make people mad.

Such a cow is a little trembling today, and he himself is deeply puzzled by this.

Suo Baxin said, "Huh! His grandmother's, what kind of evil wind is blowing? Could it be that there are really unjust ghosts and wild ghosts tonight? ”

He blinked his eyes, and then thought about it: "Could it be that I just scared Yuan Cripple into retribution?" My mother! ”

Suo Ba turned around at 360 degrees and glanced around, surrounded by smoke, and when he raised his nose and smelled it, the smoke was filled with the smell of rotting corpses.

The yin wind blew the dead branches and leaves, and sometimes there was a woman's voice that seemed to cry and laugh.

"It's said that ghosts are terrible, and the lynx beast is even more terrible, and I'm not fighting the tiger Wu Song, in case I meet a tiger on my back, my Babel's little life can blow the lamp and pull out the wax, my mother! Run! ”

Suo Ba's legs and feet are neat, and he ran away with a pair of broken shoes.

Most people have a common problem, they get weak when they are afraid, and Suoba is no exception.

He wasn't all weak, and his legs and stomach were spinning.

This eight-belle lord was very shabby, pulling a pair of front open toes; Broken shoes with exposed heels at the back.

This pair of broken shoes worn by no one before or after them walked without heels, let alone ran?

Suo Bashen fell several times, got up again, and then fell again.

The more scared I became, the more I felt that someone was following me, and there were strange screams coming from behind my ears.

This guy dared to look back, my god! It's not good, it's okay if he doesn't look at it, he almost pees his pants pocket in fright.

I saw this thing behind him, too tall like a half-cut black tower, with a bucket-like head, and red hair that was messy by the wind.

The whole face looked like half a pound of rotten meat in his hand, with blue light coming out of his deep eye sockets, and his mouth and fangs dripping and dripping, so it was not terrifying.

It is said that walking at night is not afraid of meeting ghosts, but afraid of meeting people, because the people you meet may be blocking the road.

Not a strong man who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night and hangs outside? So don't meet people when walking at night.

Of course, it's only people who haven't met ghosts who say that, and if you really meet a ghost, it's strange if you don't scare you to death!

At this time, I really want to meet someone, even if it's a bandit! At least the bandits can understand human speech.

No matter how arrogant a person is, he can understand people's words! Maybe it's possible to say a few soft words and let go of life.

But this ghost doesn't care about your three-seven-twenty-one, Suo Ba New Year's words are on the three big cars, and he won't be merciful to him.

Suoba couldn't help but have the courage to look back and look again, strange! Not even the shadow of the ghost is gone.

Suo Ba thought that his eyes were spent, and it was also possible.

The more I think about it, the more scared I become; The more I am afraid, the more mistakes will be made, and I don't know when I will throw off the kraft paper bag.

It's my own dinner! It's still half a pound of rotten meat.

Suo Ba complained: "Damn, I haven't touched meat for more than half a year, and today I worked hard to get a piece of rotten meat, and I lost it before I could reach my mouth." ”

He slapped his two big mouths hard, and scolded his eighth-generation ancestor twice.

"What a hell is this? I can't bear the slightest blessing, phew! What a fucking shit. ”

Suoba thinks that it is a trivial matter that he can't eat meat, and that being hungry is a big thing, and it's hard to say when he will be able to find food tomorrow, but it's really damn upside down.

"My flesh! can kill Lord Babel. ”

Suoba cried and muttered, he hadn't forgotten his fake royal identity at this unlucky time.

He gritted his molars and said to himself, "I can't waste it, I have to go back and look for meat." ”

Suo Ba fought his courage before turning back to find his rotten meat.

It may be that I am scared of myself, and I always feel a cool breeze on the back of my neck, and I feel dizzy.

He walked back for a while and didn't find the half catty of rotten meat, and the frustrated Suoba tried to give up looking.

But at this moment, the half catty of rotten meat appeared.

I saw that the brown paper bag was inserted into the dry grass, and only a small half was exposed.

Thrilled by the loss, he trotted over, bent down and reached for his rotten flesh.

The strange thing is that this rotten meat seems to grow on the ground, and it is not moved, but it is only half a catty, why is it so heavy?

Suo Ba added another hand, how can he move the two hands, right?

He didn't pick it up after a lot of effort, and after repeated tearing, he finally pulled the rotten flesh off.

Due to the excessive force, Suoba made a big squat, holding half of the rotten meat in his hand, and the other half was still left in the dry grass.

Suo Bayi sat on the ground and gasped, he was afraid, hungry and tired at the moment.

He looked down at the half of the rotten meat torn off in his hand, and then stuffed the rotten meat into his mouth and chewed it "click".

At this moment, Suo Ba didn't care about the smell of meat, and he was finished eating.

Although he didn't eat the smell, he was steady, and he thought it would be good if he got into his stomach.

He chewed rotten meat in his mouth, and his eyes looked at the withered grass in front of him, which couldn't help but make his heart tremble three times.

Encountering such a strange thing in the middle of the night, Niu dared to pee.

He scanned his surroundings with his small eyes, and the wind continued to blow fiercely.

There are still a few leaves on the tree, which have survived the winter, and are still hanging tenaciously on the tree and crumbling.

When the wind blew on the trees, the voices of the few survivors were particularly harsh.

Suo Ba was about to get up with one hand on the ground, when suddenly, someone slapped him on the back.

The "hand" was stiff and powerful, hard, and it didn't feel like a human hand.

Suo Ba subconsciously "swished" to stand up, and then quickly turned around, strange that there was nothing but a black hole.

"Damn, Babel really hit the evil today."

Suo Ba scolded and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, and he was so scared that he ran away.

The broken shoes that don't follow their feet have long since lost one, and this formation is like the embarrassment of a soldier who has been defeated by the enemy.

In the panic, one foot was tripped up, and he directly came to the dog to grab and lay on the ground.

Suo Ba looked back and saw a withered old hand clutching his ankle, which was sticking out of the dry grass.

The old hands were like dry branches, without a trace of blood, and the skin was scarred layer by layer, as if it had a big sore, which made people sick.

Suo Ba secretly wondered, is this a human hand? How can a person be buried in the grass and not come out? Just reach out with one hand to grab someone?

It can't be a dead man buried in the ground, right? Or is it that a dead body that has not rotted for thousands of years has become a zombie?

At the Taoist temple, he heard the master say that zombies are not easy to get, and whoever lets zombies bite to death will become zombies.

His master had encountered zombies and almost became zombies himself.

The more Suo Ba thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his face suddenly turned as frightened as a blank piece of paper.

He sat up, crying as he reached for his dry hand that grabbed his ankle.

"Zombie grandpa, or zombie grandma, you let Suo Ba go! I didn't offend your old man! ”

The withered hand was hard and cold, so cold that it made his ankle burst, and it hurt him to death.

The strange thing is that he also wears a jade wrench on his thumb, which is still a noble zombie.

The material of the wrench should be high-grade Hetian jade, with a thick layer of pulp.

Of course, Suoba didn't know what Hetian didn't know about Hetian, and he didn't have the heart to identify the quality and material of the wrench.

Now he just wants to get rid of this claw, and everything is insignificant.

This seemingly dry hand is very powerful, and it took Suoba the strength to break his thumb.

But the other four fingers were still clenched tightly and did not relax, and Suo Ba freed his right hand and held his thumb and did not let go.

Soba said that he couldn't get his thumb back together, otherwise his efforts would be in vain.

Suo Ba originally intended to break off his withered hands and run away, but when he tore it, he actually pulled off someone's wrench.

As soon as the wrench left the thumb of the withered hand, it was as if it had touched its mechanism, and the whole hand was immediately released.