What appeared in front of Cao Mingliang this time was a man.

A man who looked about his age, but was a little more handsome than him, wearing a green Taoist robe.

The man also carried a wooden sword on his back.

Seeing Cao Mingliang for the first time, he glanced at his head, looked directly behind Cao Mingliang, and asked, "You, are you quite bold?" ”

Cao Mingliang nodded: "Yes, I dare to-"

"Shut up."

The man said coldly, "I didn't talk to you. ”

As he spoke, he took off the wooden sword behind him and shouted, "Get off him!" ”

"Otherwise, I will go down with a sword, and even he will take you to death!"

Cao Mingming: "??? ”

Suddenly, Cao Mingliang noticed two shadows on the ground, one of which jumped to the side!

Then he realized that he was light!

The feeling of being sick with a headache, fever, and weakness is gone!

The man standing at the door stepped forward with a wooden sword in his hand, and when he raised his hand, a talisman seal burned out, and he grabbed the ashes that had been burned by the talisman and threw it into the air, Cao Mingliang immediately felt that there was an extra "thing" in this room!

He turned around and saw a dead man crouching on the table with the black-and-white photograph!

This dead man Cao Mingliang seems to be familiar!

Because in Aoyama Hospital, he once slept under a blanket with it!

Cao Mingming: "?!" ”

On the side, the man looked at the dead man, then at Cao Mingming, and his eyes gradually changed; "I said, have you done anything to be sorry for others?"

Cao Mingliang took a step back to the side, nodded and said, "Yes, it has indeed haunted me for a while, and it is quite sorry for me to harm me to the point that no one is a ghost or a ghost." ”

The man pointed the wooden sword at Cao Mingliang and said word by word: "I'm asking you, have you done anything to be sorry for others!" ”

Cao Mingming: "......"

"Together, in the same bed, count, count?"

The man was silent for two seconds and asked, "Who took the initiative?" ”

Cao Mingliang suddenly lowered his head, "It was I who took the initiative to climb into his, her, and its bed." ”

The man suddenly looked aware, he put away the wooden sword, and said disdainfully: "It turned out to be a scumbag?" Want to run when you sleep? ”

Cao Mingliang had nothing to say.

He turned to look at the dead man, the last time he was in Aoyama Hospital was at night, and the lights were not turned on, so he couldn't see clearly, and now he looked at it again, with a dark grimace and pale skin, but if he looked closely, it seemed that the other party was indeed a girl?

Bang!

At this second, a thunderbolt sounded in Cao Mingming's mind!

What the hell is this?!

When he was looking at the dead man, the dead man was also looking at him, and the cold dead man opened his mouth slightly, squeezing out two cold words: "Responsibility, responsibility!" ”

"Ahem, ahem!"

The man with the wooden sword on his back stepped forward and said to the dead man: "Well, your request is a bit excessive, how can a living person be responsible for the dead?" ”

The dead man was about to pounce on Cao Mingming, but the man turned around with a look of disbearance, patted Cao Mingliang on the shoulder and said, "Brother, the cause of your illness is here, you can watch it." ”

"That, this room in my Taoist temple is a little cleaner, I can give it to you, cough, let you stay for two days, you can solve the matter yourself."

"Well, I'll go first!"

After saying that, the man put away the black and white photos on the table and turned to leave, and closed the door as he left.

Inside the house, a candle burned with a faint light, leaving only Cao Mingliang and the female dead ghost, looking at each other.

Syllable!

Soon, a few white "Xi" characters were lightly lifted by the waist swaying in the night breeze outside, and pasted to the doors and windows.

This night, someone was happy to enter the cave room, but he didn't share the same bed, so he had to ask him Cao Mingming, did he have the courage to get on the horse and carry a gun? !

......

One day, two days, three days.

Three days have passed in a blink of an eye, and the day of the village festival in Qianzhi Village has arrived.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"You guys, don't mess around! The village festival is a big deal! ”

"You have to pay attention to your appearance!"

"Be serious!"

Yang Ning beckoned a few little ghosts to wash himself, tidy up his appearance, changed into a new white dress and white pants of the same style, his glasses were polished, not to mention an eye shit on his face, under Beibei's almost perverted care, every eyelash was shiny and shiny!

Other imps hand towels, boil water, test the water temperature, squeeze toothpaste, and the main thing is a fully automatic service!

As for Yang Ning himself, he stood there with his hands outstretched and his mouth open, motionless.

Yes, even the brushing of his teeth was brushed by Bei Bei with a toothbrush for him little by little.

At the beginning, Yang Ning was not very adaptable, but at Beibei's insistence, he passively accepted it.

While all the little ghosts were busy, Sun Da Fat shook his intestines and came over with the little bald head holding a toilet!

"Orange Orange! The village festival has to too! I know you're not used to the squatting pits in this village! ”

"I went with the little bald head to the nearest hotel in the town and stole a toilet and came back!"

"Don't worry! We know that toilets are more expensive, so give money! ”

Yang Ning: "......"

He looked at the two or two goods that came back with the toilet and asked, "Where did you get the money?" ”

The little bald head pointed to Qianzhi Village and said, "There is a lot of money for people here!" ”

Yang Ning thought for a while and said, "Don't do this kind of thing in the future." ”

Sun Dapang immediately turned his head to the little bald head and said, "Look! I said I don't have to pay for it! You've got to take off your pants and fart! ”

Little bald head: "......"

After a busy time, an extremely delicate Yang Ning appeared.

At nine o'clock, Yang Ning stood on a grinding plate in the middle of Qianzhi Village and cleared his throat-

"Dear Fathers and Fellows of Qianzhi Village, the annual Qianzhi Village Festival has begun!"

His long roar, suddenly, boom-

Thousands of forests are surging, birds and beasts are rushing!

The whole mountain began to shake!

Yang Ning jumped down from the millstone, and the smile on Nasven's face gradually became a little weird and sickly on the dirt ground under his feet-

"Dare to do something bad about Lao Tzu? Do you believe it or not?! ”

In the next second, the mountain stopped shaking.

The smile on Yang Ning's face returned to normal, he straightened his collar, stretched out his hand to the side, and Shiwen handed him two bright red flowers.

Yang Ning just glanced at the two flowers, and the two red flowers became one black and one white.

Tie the black and white double flower at the collar, Yang Ning turned to look at the end of Qianzhi Village, looked at the top of the mountain, and said quietly: "Okay, folks, let's go?" ”

Bang Dang!!

The courtyard gates of all the farmhouses in the village exploded at this moment!

Then, one after another, the villagers of Qianzhi Village, whose limbs had been cut off in half and were dripping with red blood, crawled out of the inside with painful faces!

Behind these villagers, followed by the ghosts of the dead who are swaying!

Yang Ning beckoned to the courtyard of the Zhilin family, and a little guy with short limbs and a vicious face quickly ran out of it, ran to Yang Ning, and jumped into his hand!

Pinching the little turtle's face, Yang Ning said gently: "Little shark, you go and rest for a while and let him wake up." ”

The vicious little turtle bared its teeth at Yang Ning, and then lay in his arms and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

When Yang Ning woke him up again, the vicious little turtle had disappeared, and the kind, optimistic little turtle had returned.

He looked around in a panic, grabbed Yang Ning's clothes, and cried: "Orange Orange, Orange Orange!" It's over, it's over! This is it! Run, run! ”

Yang Ning smiled slightly, carried him back to the mountain road outside the village entrance, turned around, and looked at Qianzhi Village in front of him, "Take a good look at the little turtle, this will be the last time you will see this quiet and beautiful place." ”

As he spoke, he took a step forward—

"Flames."

Rumble!!

The fire dragon that soared into the sky soared into the sky behind him, and the sea of fire overflowed, instantly engulfing the courtyards of the surrounding villages!

Yang Ning held the nervous, anxious, and tearful little turtle in his arms, walked on the mountain road in the middle of the village, and walked forward!

Behind him, the majestic sea of fire mercilessly devoured everything in this mountain village, turning it into ashes in an instant!

In front of him, the mountain village road that had existed for an unknown amount of time had turned red, and the ground was covered with blood from the broken hands and feet of the people of Qianzhi Village!

At this time, Yang Ning stopped, and the sea of fire behind him also stopped spreading!

Yang Ning raised his head, smiled and said, "There is something missing, the shortcomings mean." ”

He looked at the people of Qianzhi Village who gathered together in front of him and crawled forward on the ground, and said softly, "Cry." ”

"Uhh

Suddenly, a hoarse howl suddenly erupted from the mouths of all the people in Qianzhi Village!

Pain! They really hurt!

The pain of having your limbs cut off!

And to drag such festering limbs forward crawling forward!

Immediately, one by one, the people of Qianzhi Village cried heartbreakingly!

However, why didn't they cry before?

Because Yang Ning likes to be quiet and doesn't want them to cry.

A red-clothed man quietly appeared next to the crying and crawling crowd, and Zhang Wen in red-clothed threw a wad of paper money into the sky!

Whoa!

Paper money is sprinkled all over the sky, and another touch of red clothes appears in front of the crowd!

The bewitching red dress with a flower-faced mask, stepping on the play, pinching the orchid fingers, a joke accompanied by the cries of the people behind him, danced!

On the other side, the red-clothed old Cao, who looked like crazy, shrugged his shoulders and smirked: "This, which is this village sacrifice?" ”

"This—this is a funeral for this village!"

"Hahaha, hahahaha!"

Yang Ning in the back spit out a "go" softly, and suddenly danced forward with a red face and led the way, and the four severed limbs on his body rubbed on the ground in severe pain, and the Qianzhi Village people who were crying loudly followed behind!

The cries came from the hearts of each of them, and they were terrible!

Don't fake it!

It's like crying for yourself!

Underneath them, the blood of the people in the same village stained the entire mountain path red!

And Yang Ning ......

He held the little turtle, stepped on the blood of the people in Qianzhi Village, and strolled forward.

Behind him, the raging sea of fire was majestic, mercilessly devouring everything!

The fire was extremely ferocious, and almost in an instant, all the mountain village courtyards that were engulfed were completely reduced to ashes!

But the fire was very cowardly at the same time, and he only dared to spread forward after Yang Ning's footsteps, and did not dare to take a step beyond Yang Ning's steps!

......