The clay pot swaggered in. I just felt that it was dark in front of me, and I couldn't see anything. Sisi violin, the sound of rubbing came out. An inexplicable sense of fear that makes people angry. Claypot walked forward cautiously. After not getting far, he saw two long lanterns floating over. When he reached the bottom of his eyes, Claypot discovered that they were two ghosts with long tongues in white clothes.
"Is this really wanting to fight or what?? Naked provocation?" Claypot stared at them a little unfriendly. As if killing them with eyes.
The two actors have seen many different players, but the feeling of being stared at by a child is really uncomfortable! . It stands to reason that a little fat man as big as a clay pot shouldn't be frightened to pee? On the contrary, it seems that they are not afraid of them at all
The two actors looked at each other and they had decided to scare the clay pot well.
A long-tongued female ghost grabbed forward with one hand and rushed towards the clay pot.
"?? Actually want to hit me?" Claypot greeted me unceremoniously, and after putting them down, there was a burst of punches and kicks. The clay pot kept kicking and cursing, "You rubbish things. You dare to bully me?"
"Don't... Don't fight..."
"Let us go... we won't be scary anymore..."
"I make you scary! Make you scary!" The claypot stopped after a long time and continued to move forward.
The faces of the two of them were blue and purple, and even their wigs were torn off.
"What kind of player is this?" The two of them wiped out tears with innocent faces. Is it so hard to make money these years? I was beaten for no reason and couldn't come back. I'm so embarrassed!
Although they were beaten, they couldn't do anything to tourists. Therefore, they had bought the full insurance for a long time, and it was too easy for them to be beaten.
The more they thought about it, the more unconvinced, they had to frighten this little fat man. Otherwise, how can they mix up this bowl of rice? The two took off their costumes and went to the dressing room to take a set of blood-staining costumes.
"Shall we do this? Don't scare that kid to pee."
"It's okay, isn't that kid quite capable? He actually beat us like this! I must call him good-looking!"
The clay pot that had finished the beating happily walked in, and saw that a row of coffins were placed on the left and right sides of a narrow road in front of him.
"Attention everyone! That person is coming soon! Ready to climb out!" A voice came from a coffin.
"Okay! Let's climb out as long as he comes."
The clay pot ran up and down. For the clay pot, isn't it the feature of black! Even though the road was full of skulls and various fake corpses, it failed to make the clay pot react. After all, you want to scare a ghost, so the difficulty is still very high.
The claypot was observing the scenery here ignorantly. When he walked to the coffin, he finally couldn't walk tired.
"Hey. It's a long way, I'm hungry." The clay pot touched his stomach. Fortunately, he prepared enough snacks before he went out. The claypot took out a pack of rice crust from his collar and ate it happily.
The man in the coffin was just about to climb out. But a big fat buttocks suddenly forced him back. No matter how she resisted, it was useless. The mummies wrapped in cloth strips played in a group, and burst out their heads one after another, letting out a burst of laughter. They pushed open the lid of the coffin and crawled out slowly.
The clay pot was sitting on the coffin, eating more and more happily. He is greedy, as if everything in the outside world has nothing to do with her.
"It's delicious. It's delicious." The claypot chewed. Inadvertently, he suddenly found five people wrapped in cloth strips walking towards him. Isn't this just thinking, grab the rice crust in your own hand
Claypot looked at the skinny mummies in front of him, then looked at the surrounding scenery, and the coffin scared by his butt. They must have never eaten something so delicious! No, they are too crowded and I have to run!
"Ah!" Claypot screamed and ran away. "Don’t grab my snacks, don’t grab my snacks!"
"???? Grab your snacks? Don't think too much boy."
"Shall we chase?"
"Hey, of course we have to chase it! Otherwise people will think we are too boring!" said one of the mummies who wanted to mess up.
"We are not vegetarians!" They straightened their formation and followed them one after another. The mummy below was pressed by the clay pot in the coffin, and the mummy was even more depressed. The exhaust holes were all seated by the clay pot. Fortunately, he could hold his breath, otherwise he would really be suffocated. Who is this ghost? ?
The mummy under the claypot's ass struggled for a long time before pushing the coffin cover away.
"Huh~huh~" He sat up, panting heavily.
Looking at the slow colleague in front of him, he shouted. "Hurry up! People are going to run away."
"You really chase it yourself!" Someone soon became dissatisfied.
"..."
At this time, two monsters spraying blood all appeared. Frozen is to scare these mummies pale.
"Where is that little fat guy?" the two asked. They want to avenge their previous revenge, and this fight can't be done in vain!
"He ran ahead." The crowd pointed to the front.
"Go! Let's stop him."
The claypot ate while walking, and after eating for a while, he finished the snacks.
When he went deep, he saw a five or six-year-old girl standing in front of him. She is wearing a red dress and long hair. His entire face was pressed against the ground, and he couldn't see his face at all.
"Brother. I hurt.... hurt..." The little girl clutched the trousers of the clay pot, and kept crying for pain.
"Where do you hurt?" The clay pot squatted down. I want to see her face.
"My neck hurts... My bottom hurts... My whole body hurts~" the little girl cried.
"Why can't I see the face?... What is this so called?"
The clay pot took off the girl's hand that was holding his trousers. Ran away in stride.
If this Nima doesn't leave, I guess I will be touched! Fortunately, I found out early, otherwise Su Qin would be ruined! Think about it, anyway, if someone loses money to themselves, there will be no psychological burden for the clay pot.
At this time, the two also chased over. They saw the clay pot at a glance, and they took out the rope in their hands. This little fat guy beat them up well, and he must beat them back.
"Where does the little fat man escape!" The two joined forces and grabbed the claypot. The rope in his hand tied him up quickly.
Claypot looked behind them in horror. The two laughed and said, "Don't want to lie to us, we have been working here for several months, so we won't be scared by anything!"
"Uncle. What are you doing?" A little girl's voice stuck to their ears. The two shuddered involuntarily, and they turned around, their frightened legs were all limp.
"Help! Help~!" The two were shocked and fainted.
"Hold the grass! Get up quickly! Why is it so useless!" Claypot stomped his feet angrily. At this time, the rope that bound him had already been broken off by him.
"I hurt... I want my mother... I want my mother... ."
Cried the little girl oozingly.
The claypot shook his body in fear. This time he is going to run away...