Shaking the gourd in his hand, Fang Dao Chang triumphantly knocked on the gourd shell, "You extinguish the fire first, and I'll let you out when your mind is clear!"

The drought fish struggled violently inside, and the gourd in Fang Guiyuan's hand couldn't stop moving a few times.

But as long as the "person" is trapped, Fang Guiyuan is still afraid of him!

The clothes on his body had been scrapped because of the fight, although there was no one on the side, Fang Guiyuan was embarrassed to run naked, and put on a brand new one for himself.

took out a small piece of white paper, Fang Dao Chang blew on it, and the white paper fluttered down to the sand where the residual heat of the sun remained, and it swelled into a large tent after rolling a roll.

Fang Guiyuan took the gourd and got in, wiped his face, and after putting the gourd away, he fell asleep directly.

This Drought Brother is really tired of the Taoist priest!

I slept deeply this night, and it had been half a month when Fang Guiyuan woke up, fortunately, this place was not close to the living, otherwise when I saw such a tent standing in the desert with eight mighty winds, it wouldn't have become a supernatural event?

yawned a lot, and stretched an extremely comfortable waist by the way, Fang Guiyuan remembered that there was still something to do.

He took out the black jade gourd, poured it open, shook it against the ground a few times, and released Liang Po, the dwarf brother who had been trapped in it for half a month.

When Liang Po came out, the whole head was still dizzy, and the bare bird sat on the ground without any reaction, Fang Guiyuan saw that he didn't come to find his trouble in the first place, so he let go and looked inside the gourd, only to see that there were dense scratches in some places inside the gourd.

This made Fang Dao Chang feel distressed and almost cried!

Such a rare baby is so scratched like this!

While Fang Dao Chang was distressed, Liang Po had already recovered.

He first covered his head and recalled the events when he was alive and after he died, and then found that the deepest impression in his mind was a guy wearing a black and white robe-

"You're fighting with me, and you dare to lock up this son?!"

", isn't this all your fault?!" Fang Dao Chang immediately said angrily.

Liang Po patted his head, "It seems to be really ...... But you still locked me up for half a month!"

"It's not about you, can you calm down and talk to me for half a month?"

"yes......"

"Come on," Fang Daochang rolled his eyes at him, "I see that your anger is gone now, but there is still something wrong with your brain, and we will worry about these things later......"

"My husband has a fire, bake something for you to eat, and save you from being blind again...... Tell me how you became a dazor while you're eating. ”

"Oh......"

The bonfire crackled, and the light of the fire flickered in the face of Fang Daochang's baby face, and the almost naked guy sitting across from him was silent all the time.

Fang Guiyuan grabbed a rattlesnake that came out of the sand in his hand, happily peeled off the skin, skewered it with a branch, and placed it on the fire to roast.

Liang Po watched from the side, sucking non-stop.

This is already the nth snake he has eaten, and if he eats it again, it will be extinct here!

Here is an introduction to Liang Po, or rather, this drought-

Born at the beginning of the founding of Liang Zhao, his father was one of the nephews of Zhao Taizu, and was made a marquis because of his outstanding merits, and once made great contributions to the prosperity of the Zhao Dynasty, but because of the jealousy of Zhao Taizong later, he was divided into a land and crowned the king, and the fief happened to be in the current Xizhou area, as compensation, Zhao Taizong gave him a lot of rights in the fief, Liang Po and his father can be called the emperor of the soil here, so after Liang Po, a son who was very popular with his father, died young, he could also build such a large tomb, and by the way, he also occupied an excellent feng shui treasure as a yin house。

And Liang Po is a handsome person, both civil and military, and because the feng shui of his cemetery has changed in the past thousand years, he has slowly turned into a zombie.

"So, why didn't you appear in your coffin?"

Liang Po bit a piece of snake meat with a big mouth, and when he heard Fang Guiyuan's question, he didn't even chew it, and swallowed it directly, "Hmm...... I think about it...... I remember that when I woke up from the coffin once, my brain reacted quite in time, and as soon as I saw half a person's face on the side, I knew that I had been robbed of the grave......"

"What? Your grave was dug up?"

"Yes...... Liang Bo scratched his head, and the few hairs on his head were destroyed by him, "When I opened my eyes, I saw that the coffin containing myself was pushed open, and someone who looked like you was looking at me through the crack......"

"It's similar to me, better looking better than me or hurting my eyes?" Fang Guiyuan asked him curiously.

"I don't know, I've forgotten that look a long time ago, I remember that I feel that the person above is more cheap than you. ”

“...... You continue to have good memories!"

Then I reached out and pinched his neck. By the way, there were several outside, I pinched the one in front of me, crawled out of the coffin, and fell down, and before I could get up, I heard several people yelling. ”

"That's scared of you. ”

"Scared, the jade tree that grew in this world is dashing and graceful, where can it scare people like that? Anyway, I thought they were arguing to death at the time, so I slapped everyone to death. ”

Fang Guiyuan looked at Liang Po, who felt good, and was a little entangled-should you tell him that he still looked like a dry zombie? Although he would change back after becoming a drought, he was ......

It's better to witness the truth to him directly, and you can't let him be immersed in his own world all the time.

silently took out a glass mirror and handed it to Liang Po, asking him to take care of his image by the light of the fire...... Although this thing is already rotten on the face.

"What?" Liang Po was still recalling his original feat, and after taking the mirror, he couldn't shine on his face for the first time, "This is a mirror, why is it so bright?"

Adjust the angle and face yourself, "!! what kind of youkai is this?"

In the excitement, the mirror in Liang Po's hand was crushed by him.

"It's you!" Fang Guiyuan pointed out solemnly.

"I can't look like this!"

"You have to remember that you are a corpse now, it has been more than a thousand years, it must be rotten!"

"This face is disgusting...... Why am I not dressed?"

"It's all said, after so many years, the clothes must be rotten!"

Although Liang Po has long blue fangs, his heart is still very soft, and after realizing his condition, there is a look of despair in his eyes.

"It turns out that this son has been fighting and talking to you without clothes...... No, why didn't you warn me?"

"Reminder, do you have that time to remind? My clothes are also broken for you, okay? Besides, your appearance, wearing clothes and not wearing clothes have the same effect, okay? Who dares to look at you!"

"Then why don't I feel naked?"

"Please pay attention to your identity as a drought, you still say it's still a dead corpse, it feels like a fart!"

"I ......"

Liang Po wanted to cry, but he felt that he had no face to see people - if he wanted to see people, he had to wait until his face grew up!

"Take out your gourd, put me in again, and let me calm down for a while. ”

"No, you're going to spoil my baby!" Fang Guiyuan decisively refused.