After bidding farewell to Lingyun, I quickly returned to the place where the fat man was snoring on the stone, louder than thunder.
"Hey, wake up, go down the mountain." I kicked the fat man.
The fat man slapped his spirits and fell directly from the rock, scared to death.
"I'll go, can't you be gentle with Lao Tzu, this big old man has to use his feet." The fat man got up and complained.
"Hey, how is it?" The fat man raised his eyebrows at me, and then said with a wretched smile.
This guy, always like this, I am immune: "Nothing, don't think about it."
"Nothing. Why is there lipstick on this mouth? There is also on his face!" The fat man smiled more wretchedly.
"Isn't it? I don't have a face either, why do I have lipstick." I hurriedly rubbed my face with my hands.
The fat man suddenly smiled even more proudly: "No kiss, then kiss."
Only then did I understand. It turned out that there was no such thing as lipstick at all. Fatty talked about me. I said that Shushan’s female disciples are all plain-faced, and Lingyun is also. I didn’t see her wearing any lipstick. Turned around and was pitted by the fat man.
The fat man chuckled and put his shoulders on my shoulders and said, "Brother, more cunning, you and the fat man have a big river between you and the fat man. Tell me honestly, how's it going?"
"What's the matter, rolling, nothing happened, I touched my lips symbolically, and hurried down the mountain, the poetry is still waiting!" I hurriedly kicked the fat man, almost before kicking him down the mountain, ghost I told this grandson to like gossip, but when I went down the mountain, Lingyun's words always echoed in my mind: This is my first kiss!
"Brother, the poetry is there!" The fat man shouted suddenly, calling me back.
I looked up, and as expected, Shi Yan was waiting not far in front, and the fat man and I hurriedly got up.
"Shiyan, why are you going down the mountain alone, and what do you mean by not being with us?" the fat man asked.
At this time, Shiyan suddenly made a silent motion, beckoning us not to say anything, and then mysteriously put a set of backpacks: "Humhhhhhhh, see what this is?"
A second later, Shiyan lifted a big-headed ghost out of his hand, and the big-headed ghost's expression was full of grievances, and his eyes were still teary. At first glance, it was not voluntary.
I hurriedly looked around nervously, and then asked in a low voice: "Brother, are you... stole this big head ghost?"
"Hey, yes, this big-headed ghost was injured. When he came out of the tower to treat his injuries, I secretly let it go." Shiyan gave a smirk.
"Brother, are you too good at taking sheep? This is the soul of the seal at the bottom of the lock demon tower. It's not good for you to steal it?" I swallowed, and then continued to carefully observe the surroundings, feeling we Three are just like thieves. No wonder Shiyan went down the mountain early, because he stole the big head ghost.
Shiyan curled his lips: "What's so bad about Chiyou, Chiyou is dead, what's the use of sealing it, this big-headed ghost is so cute and it can heal injuries, so I just caught it as a pet."
"No, this big-headed ghost is also a little capable, how did you subdue it?" I was still a little puzzled.
At this time, the big-headed ghost thought I was going to save it, and hurriedly cried out to my breasts with tears, and his body kept struggling.
"Don't move, or you'll be chopped off." Shi Yan said, putting Xuanyuan sword on the big head ghost's neck. 90 Look at Novels
When the big head ghost heard this, his body was immediately aggrieved, his face was helpless, and he didn't dare to move.
I understand that the Xuanyuan Sword is the sword of the holy way. It is good for cutting Chiyou and generals, and big ghosts must be afraid, no wonder Shiyan can turn it down the mountain.
"This... is still not good!" I think it's a bit wrong.
"Don't be a fart, hurry up, or you will get someone, run!" Shiyan stuffed the big-headed ghost back into the bag, and then pulled us down the mountain with a smirk.
The downhill is relatively fast, almost a few hours shorter than before. I arrived at the foot of Mount Emei at around 7:00 in the evening. There are many tourists on this mountain. They didn’t know that there was a Shushan hidden in this Mount Emei, and there had been an unparalleled experience in it. The Great War is a battle to save the common people from fire and water.
We Wuling Hongguang were still there, and we drove back straight after we got in the car without stopping for a moment. Anyway, there are only monkeys watching Emei Mountain, which is not fun.
Only when we got home early the next morning, the three of us fell asleep on the ground, too tired to drink water.
After I woke up at noon, I checked the dates and found that school was about to start, and there were three days left, but I put everything aside first. One thing is the most important thing. This thing is more important than anything else, that of Lao Tzu. The pearl of billion nights.
School starts in three days. I and Zhang Hu have agreed that if this month’s monthly performance ranks first in the company, he will return Ye Mingzhu to me, and my second-generation rich Wang Sicong also agreed with me, as long as I saved his life and turned him from a shadow to a human. Then he bought fifty houses under my hand, and my performance must be the first.
"Fatty man, call Wang Sicong to see if he has enough money." I hurriedly kicked the fat man up.
When the fat man heard the word "money", he immediately jumped up from his masturbation like a chicken blood, and then he found out the phone number of Wang Sicong and called.
After a negotiation, the fat man made an "OK" gesture, indicating that the matter was settled.
After we had lunch, we were about to go to the company to go through the formalities for Wang Sicong, but at this time the big-headed ghost suddenly came out and grabbed my feet, and then pitifully rubbed my stomach. I glanced at the poetry, and the girl hadn't gotten up yet.
"Brother, what's wrong with it?" the fat man asked puzzledly.
Did I say I didn’t see it touching my stomach? It must be hungry. Find food for it.
"What do you eat? What do ghosts eat? People? Human blood? Or human flesh? Where can I find it." The fat man complained.
I said you don’t know, those things are eaten by evil spirits, and big-headed ghosts can feed them incense, candles, and ingots.
After talking, I found all these things. After lighting, the big-headed ghost licked his tongue, and then it was a sucking. After a while, these things were all burned. The big-headed ghost hiccuped and couldn't move when lying on the ground. The belly swells greatly.
"Brother, you... seem to be feeding a little bit too much." said the fat man.
I smiled bitterly: "I have never raised ghosts. I don't know so much. Forget it, just feed it. Let's do business first."
After I went out, I closed the door tightly. In order to prevent big-headed ghosts from running around, I also posted a yellow symbol on the door.
The two drove Didi straight to the company, Wang Sicong combed his oil head and fell backwards, and they sat on the company's sofa early.
"If a man wants to mix well, his hair must fall back, Prince Wang, I know it's you when I look at this temperament!" The fat man's flattering skills shook out all of a sudden.
(End of this chapter)