"Drama Fairy" fifth

A total of 1,000 episodes of the author's wonderful sister

Nameless Love: Five Graveyard Lights (movie minutes 50-60)

The old woman stepped on a fast-moving arrow, which flew swiftly in the wind and slashed across the little girl's white cheeks. A drop of blood flew to the ground, and at the same time the old grandmother also fell from the arrow, standing in front of the little girl, not moving, and the arrow was straight into the wall for three inches, and after a few shakes, there was no movement.

"You've scratched my face!" The little girl said angrily.

"Come with me!" The old lady didn't have time to ask the little girl's face more, and had already pulled the little girl outside into the potato yard.

"Night! There's zombies attacking your house, and I'm here to help take care of it! The old lady said.

"Zombies! I'm so excited! The little girl said as she ran into the house and took out a shovel. Playing happily with grandma.

"What are you doing with it!" The old grandmother asked kindly.

"Fight zombies!" The little girl smiled innocently as she looked at the baby-like shovel.

The old woman shook her head, "It's all up to the yard of potatoes to deal with zombies!" The shovel is unreliable. ”

The little girl's face was full of doubts, and the old woman ran to the potato field and said, "We must plant the potatoes in three hours, and they will be turned into mines and the zombies will be killed!" Come on. “

The little girl was stunned, and quickly went to the kitchen to take out a bucket and a watering can, and the two of them began to water the potatoes. When the sun was setting, the smiling potatoes had been planted into big potatoes, and the old grandmother rode on her big green ox and said, "I have already helped those who should help, and now I should go to the barbershop." The rest is up to you. ”

After the old lady finished speaking, she disappeared into the clouds like a gust of wind. One by one, the little girl pulled the potatoes she had grown around the yard in a small cart and carefully buried them one by one. After a while, the yard was densely packed with large potatoes.

And the old lady came to a small alley when it was dark, this alley was not big and narrow, and the slender alley was full of black elves and dust, and we could not see them clearly with the naked eye, but under the street lamps there was only a yellowish faint white light. I saw my grandmother riding the green cow into a breeze and turning into an alley in a barber shop with red lights on. There are three scantily clad girls sitting at the door of the barbershop, each of them is sexy and slender, and the front and back are exactly what the men like, and the cute light rain is sprinkled. The boss saw the old woman bring out a plate of chicken from the powder room in the inner room and put it in front of the old woman: "Eat it while it's hot!" ”

When the chicken was brought out, the whole person walked around in a long corridor, except for the outline of the soul under the blue and red lights, we couldn't see the girl's appearance, only that the grandmother was very familiar with them. No one stopped talking and laughing and smoking because of the arrival of the old grandmother.

The old woman said, "Here's a pot of good wine!" ”

The girl didn't say anything, turned around and went inside to get a bottle of single malt whisky and a bucket of ice.

"No ice, no water."

The girl took the ice bucket in one hand, and the old woman poured whiskey and lay on the sofa like a genius sipping the wine.

I only heard a banging sound in the sky, and all the girls in the barbershop were shocked. The girls' curious eyes and curious affection told us that they were all shocked, at least never before. I saw that the cigarette ash in the hand of a girl had never fallen, and when I turned my head, I saw that the old woman was still eating very fragrantly, and I looked back at the sky and crackled for a while.

"Yes! It was the potatoes that exploded. Hahahahaha! The old woman laughed.

On the other side of the picture, millions of zombies are hobbling towards the little girl's yard, the little girl is holding a shovel in her hand, hiding by the kitchen stove, lying on the windowsill and watching the zombies outside the window keep approaching the yard. I saw five or six zombies being blown away by a big potato, and the fried ones were shattered and blown to pieces. The potato's head lay crooked on the ground, and the zombie's teeth, arms, and necks flew to the ground.

Dense zombies continue to pour in, as many as they come, and potatoes never feel distressed. I saw that when I was the happiest, the girl with the shovel actually ran out for a while, and the corpses of zombies were flying all over the sky, and the girl was just shuttling among the zombies, as if entering a no-man's land.

The grandmother was on a bus, the barbershop lady was driving, and the grandmother got off the bus with whiskey in her hand and told all the zombies: "Come to me!" ”

I saw the zombies brushing to the bus, the grandmother holding whiskey in her hand, and the left hand took out a flute and floated to a small pavilion in the girl's yard.

And the barbershop leather-girl dancers with cannons and scissors in their hands are also shuttling back and forth among the zombie hordes, killing and fighting bloodily.

Everyone quickly cleared the battlefield in the melodious flute of the old grandmother, that is, closed all the zombies, only to see a young man standing on the prairie with a red ring shining on his hand, and said to the old grandmother, the middle dancer and the little girl: "I will definitely come again next time!" ”

The little girl said, "Wait, don't go, eat a pack of instant noodles before leaving!" ”

The boy thought for a moment and said, "Good! ”

The boy went to the girl's kitchen, and the girl made him a cup of instant noodles. "Please dine."

Under the moonlight, the old grandmother and the dancing girl sat in the courtyard playing the flute, smoking and drinking. The boy was holding instant noodles in his hand in the kitchen, and put a fork in his right hand to put it in his mouth. I blow it from time to time, and eat it when it's cold.

"When are you coming next time?" The little girl asked.

"I don't know, I came when I wanted to come." The teenager said.

The boy said while eating instant noodles, "You know I'm the Ghost King, right? ”

The little girl said, "Well, I know. Grandma used to say. ”

The young man thought about it and continued to eat instant noodles, and the elegant sound of the flute came from the window like a bleak drizzle falling on people's hearts.

The old grandmother opened the door: "Little girl, let's go first!" ”

The girl was watching the young man eat instant noodles, and when she ran out to look, the old woman was already sitting on a bus with the dancers of the barbershop.

On the dark and silent mountain road, only one bus was left with the lights on.

The boy blew on the noodle soup and took a sip. The long-haired boy is handsome.