Su Qin's fist that had been clenched for a long time was already unbearable. When he wanted to punch out, he was held back by the big orange. With a flash of Daju, Su Qin dodged heavy attacks with Su Qin.
Su Qin looked at Big Orange angrily, and wanted him to give himself an explanation.
Daju explained, "No. If you kill the ghost, you will let the above pay attention."
"These two undead are weird!" Several ghosts were also piled up for a small meeting.
"It's not normal, it's too abnormal! They have their own thinking."
"Yes. I have a bad feeling."
"Why don't we pretend to have not seen it? Let them stab Louzi up."
Finally, after a while, several ghosts hugged and left.
"..." The three crows flew quackfully.
"Why didn't they fight anymore?" Su Qin was puzzled.
"These ghosts are just small people, they shouldn't want to make trouble for themselves." Daju analyzed.
"Okay. So what should we go next?"
"Yeah. Go ahead." Daju said.
Get out of this corpse mountain and blood sea. In front is an area intertwined with thunder, and there is more or less poisonous gas everywhere. When the two walked past, they saw a stone monument standing on the ground. It says "Soul Washing Pond" on it.
The "crackling~" lightning struck the dead souls on the ground. Anyone who is smashed will be wiped out in smoke! This thunder is strong enough to make Su Qin and Daju scared for a while. They understand very well what it feels like this lightning strike on themselves.
"You guys! Keep up!" a ghost soldier in armor yelled.
Su Qin and Daju had no choice but to passively walk into this minefield.
at the same time.
It's noon in the sun.
More or less little ghosts gathered outside the door of the midnight restaurant, and indeed they couldn't open the door of the restaurant anyway. Some IQ souls walked away when they saw the suspension of business hanging outside the door. All that was left were some grinning evil spirits.
"Rumble~!" Lightning rang in the sky. One after another black shadows lay in ambush in the surrounding corners. Claypot and Miao Junlang put accents on every corner of the restaurant. Claypot figured out the signing. Tonight is not destined to be stable.
After the clay pot went to the kitchen for a while, he brought out a rice cooker. Then he went to prepare hot pot ingredients and various foods.
"Claypot, what are you doing?" Miao Junlang was really confused by the second monk, and black shadows flashed outside the door, indicating that a catastrophe was about to begin.
"Don't worry about anything. Eat! Hurry up!" Claypot said seriously and handed Miao Junlang a pair of chopsticks.
"When is it all! You still want to eat!" Miao Junlang pointed to the clay pot and shouted.
"If you ask you to eat it, you can eat it quickly! If you don't eat it now, should you go to be a starving ghost after you die?" Claypot said angrily.
The claypot ate with relish. The movements of ecstasy were fully displayed by him.
A strong to the extreme scent radiated out. Those who were attached to the house seemed to be stunned, banging their heads against the wall. He even gnawed at the wall. It's just that the house seems very strong. He was not shaken by a group of gnaws. After half a minute, all of these people turned purple and fainted.
Miao Junlang couldn't help being frightened when he saw the black shadows falling down one by one. "You did this?" Miao Junlang couldn't believe it.
"Hurry up and eat. The happier we eat, the more poisoned they will become!" Claypot said with a grin.
"..." Although Miao Junlang said that he could not understand the thinking of Claypot. But I had to sit on the ground and eat hot pot.
Sure enough, more and more people outside the house were using illusions. They saw what they wanted most and liked. They rushed into the midnight restaurant that was smeared with poison. Then drowsy in happiness.
"I use the aroma to make them hallucinate. Then I use the corpse poison applied outside the house to clean them up." The clay pot ate the meat and did not forget to explain.
"Awesome. 666" Miao Junlang echoed. What he didn't expect was that this clay pot usually looked unreliable except for eating and sleeping. Today, it was an eye-opener for him.
After a while, the claypot put down his chopsticks. "We are going to use plan B. The fragrance of the single deposit has no effect on them."
"Ah? You still have plan B? Let me tell you." Miao Junlang said.
"Hehe. It's all up to you for this matter!" Claypot said with a smirk.
"Courtesy of me?" Miao Junlang was a little dazed. "What can I do for you? As long as you don't push me out to die, I'm willing to do anything."
"Hey, this is what you said!" The claypot hurriedly ran to Yu Qing's room and pulled out a Barbie skirt. "Put it on!" Claypot said unceremoniously.
"What are you talking about?" Miao Junlang was really dazed. Why does this make him wear the group
"Just wear it! At the moment of life and death, I asked you to wear a skirt for a reason." Claypot persuaded.
"What good do I have?" Miao Junlang looked at the clay pot.
"You greedy ghost. Can these money be given to you as an appearance fee?" Claypot took out a handful of ghost money.
"... I thought you were giving me RMB! Co-authored this for a long time!" Miao Junlang was not happy.
"What do you know, renminbi is not as valuable as this. Ghost banknotes can be used to eliminate disasters." After a long time of brainwashing.
Miao Junlang was forced to put on a skirt helplessly. Claypot looked at it and yelled. So beautiful. If Yu Qing and Miao Junlang are allowed to stand together, both can be sisters.
"Learn it." Claypot pointed to the ballet on TV.
"What? You still let me dance!!! Quit it. I quit it!~" Miao Junlang refused to accept.
"Big Brother. Don't be like this, don't be like this! I asked Su Qin to send you a thousand pocket money."
"Wow! Don't regret what you said!" A person like Miao Junlang would not hesitate to bend for five buckets of rice.
The clay pot put on a big mirror. Then I posted a Taoist talisman on the mirror, and then chanted a strange spell. And ordered Miao Junlang to dance.
The vision is transmitted to the outside of the house through the mirror. Those who are not bewitched by the fragrance are bewitched by the sight. They became confused. Even North can't even feel it. The sound of violent death and howling came from outside the house from time to time. All of them died miserably, most of them bleed to death.
Claypot looked at it and laughed. A woman outside the house scolded them for being unsatisfactory, and couldn't stand a bit of beauty.
But when the claypot took off Miao Junlang's wig, the woman also bleeds, and even has a passion. Undressing himself.
It can be said that the whole house has been carefully arranged by clay pots. He is usually stupid, but he is indeed a shrewd group at the critical moment.
"Brother Junlang, keep jumping! The people outside are dying." The clay pot laughed.
"... Okay. I will try my best."
After a while, the clay pot signaled Miao Junlang to stop. Because the people outside should be dizzy and damn death. There is no combat power anymore!
Miao Junlang relaxed and sat down on the ground. The next second there was a man's voice in their ears.
"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, a small restaurant is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon!"