"Yin and yang are separated by two worlds, and black and white are impermanent."

"Powerful ghosts hook souls, impermanence asks for life."

Before Zhang Jianhe could fully react, the black and white impermanence had already chanted, and waved out the mourning stick and the soul hooking rope.

"Damn."

Zhang Jianhe exclaimed, his body leaned back, and the rope and stick did not hit his body, but floated in mid-air.

But the strange thing is that Zhang Jianhe involuntarily moved forward, as if he was summoned by a rope and a stick.

What's going on?

Zhang Jianhe subconsciously twisted his body, and the mourning stick and the soul hook rope also swayed, still maintaining the previous distance, pulling Zhang Jianhe all the way forward.

Grandma's, what a hell of a life.

The scene in front of him was really beyond cognition, and Zhang Jianhe couldn't help but believe seven points.

Well?

Soon, Zhang Jianhe discovered the anomaly again.

His body was actually suspended in the air, as if it was being held by a ribbon, but he didn't find the ribbon, but the black and white impermanence was always in sight.

When Zhang Jianhe was muttering, he felt that his body was "flickering", and the whole person was thrown out.

Oh my god, black goo in the middle of winter, who knows how fucking tall it is, and I'm going to have to fall to my death.

"Mom!"

Zhang Jianhe was so frightened that one soul went out of his body, and the second soul ascended to heaven, screaming and closing his eyes.

"Bang"

The earth-shattering sound in the intention did not appear, and there was no painful touch to the bone marrow, but I felt that it was at least 3,600 degrees after rolling, and the body could be considered to stop.

It's soft, it's soft, can it be so comfortable?

Could it be that he lay in a woman's arms?

Zhang Jianhe slowly opened his eyes in a daze, and his eyes suddenly widened in shock.

It turned out that he was not only lying in a woman's arms, but also surrounded by a thinly dressed woman's body.

This skin, this elasticity, this texture, if you hold it in your arms,

"Tut-tut......"

Zhang Jianhe couldn't help but smack his mouth, and the harazi was still flowing down!

He stretched out his hands.

Suddenly, Zhang Jianhe seemed to have been stung, his hands couldn't be taken back, and he stretched out and trembled.

He was scared to death.

It's not that Zhang Jianhe is timid, it's really too terrifying.

The women around me are greedy, but they don't have heads.

Oh my god! Hell yes!

Zhang Jianhe desperately retreated, and the whole person became lying on his back.

"Ahh

Zhang Jianhe was completely frightened and fainted.

It turned out that I felt weirdly comfortable lying down, thinking that it must be a great beauty who looked like a fairy, but it turned out to be such a face.

In fact, it can no longer be called a face, but a large collection of disgust.

That face, as it should be called, was only half cut off, and it was full of blood maggots.

The connected part under the neck is completely a dung pit, a dung pit that will give you a lifelong nightmare at a glance, Zhang Jianhe is not frightened.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Jianhe finally woke up.

He didn't dare to open his eyes, for fear that it would still be the same scene in front of him.

But the more you don't open your eyes, the more the same scene lingers in your mind.

Fuck it, don't give a damn damn to live.

Zhang Jianhe opened his eyes ruthlessly.

"Whew!"

Those things are really gone.

Where is this?

Holy, big sawing alive? Under the oil pan?

Zhang Jianhe's calm mood just now trembled again with the scene he saw.

He was already scared out.

"Zhang Jianhe, are you guilty?" Suddenly, an ethereal and majestic voice sounded.

Zhang Jianhe escaped the prestige and immediately judged the identity of the person who started the voice - the king of Hades.

At the same time, he also saw the judge and the bull head and horse noodles.

Damn, I'm really in Hades?

Although Zhang Jianhe's heart was beating wildly, he still looked down with the remaining reason.

Rely on it, Lao Tzu really has no shadow, what is it if it's not a ghost?

"Am I really dead?" Zhang Jianhe subconsciously said the doubts in his heart.

"The flesh is still in the sun." Hades said majestically.

Zhang Jianhe nodded "oh": "It seems that the soul has been detained." Can I go back? ”

"Ahh

"Sting."

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

The scene of getting out of the oil pot suddenly came close in front of me, the blood was whistling, and the blood spots seemed to be splashed on his face.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Zhang Jianhe has been brought into the situation, and now the idea is to face the problem head-on.

"Are you guilty?" Hades asked again.

Convicted? Convicted?

Zhang Jianhe subconsciously asked again and again, he was already weak, but he still shook his head and said, "No, no, I'm not guilty." ”

"Give me my life."

A sharp female voice sounded, and a phantom flew over.

The cloak is scattered, and the fingers of both hands are broken, and I don't know it.

When Zhang Jianhe was still wondering, the phantom had already arrived in front of him, and he suddenly raised his head.

"Ahh

Zhang Jianhe saw that the face on the other side still couldn't be called a face, it only had the outline of a face, the eyes had become black holes, the nose was just two flat holes, and the ears were gone.

"You, you, don't come here." Zhang Jianhe was so frightened that he retreated again and again.

The phantom ghost girl follows her like a shadow, not only getting closer and closer, but also becoming more and more substantial.

"Who are you? I don't know you. Zhang Jianhe had no way to hide, so he could only ask in a humble heart.

"Brute, you first let three old bachelors spoil my mother-in-law, and then let nine brutes insult me and my daughter, and you ......"

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Zhang Jianhe hurriedly said: "You are Zhen Ming's wife?" I just let those three people get your mother-in-law, and I didn't let you two be touched at all. ”

"Brute, you dare to say no? Bah. The ghost girl spit out a mouthful of turbid phlegm.

Zhang Jianhe hurriedly dodged, and his cheeks finally dodged.

"Sting."

The turbid phlegm fell on the clothes, and a hole was burned in the sky.

Damn, if this falls on the meat, it won't be cooked.

Zhang Jianhe's worried heart became more and more trembling: "I'm really, really, no, no, no......"

"Brute, do you still want to deny it?" As the ghost girl spoke, a curtain of light appeared.

In the light curtain, seven or eight obscene old men were naked and were pounced on a middle-aged woman.

"I really didn't arrange it like that, I just talked to Zhen Ming......" Zhang Jianhe saw that the woman was still spitting turbid phlegm, and poured beans into a bamboo tube and talked about it.

"Brute, quibble, quibble." The ghost girl didn't buy it, she really spit out the turbid phlegm, one bite after another.

"I really didn't, ah, I ...... with Zhen Ming" Zhang Jianhe explained while hiding, and without hesitation he talked about everything he had done.

Zhang Jianhe was tired and sweaty, and finally avoided the turbid phlegm.

But the turbid phlegm fell beside him, and bursts of white smoke burned from time to time, which still made Zhang Jianhe tremble.

"Plop."

Zhang Jianhe said it over and over again almost twice, and he also jumped back and forth for a long time, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and the whole person fell on his back.

"Poof."

The turbid phlegm carrying the flames came overwhelmingly, and Zhang Jianhe could no longer dodge, so he could only close his eyes and howl wildly.

"Ah......h

Until he shouted hoarsely, Zhang Jianhe didn't feel the pain of suppuration all over his body, but was surprisingly quiet around him.

Grandma's, this is dead? and I will not be sinned.

Zhang Jianhe slowly opened his eyes suspiciously.

"Mayor Zhang." Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded.

Zhang Jianhe "chuckled" in his heart, and blurted out: "Damn, hell!" ”