Chapter 103

"Old irons, get dry!

Those who have gifts brush a wave of gifts,

The rich hold a money market,

Those who have no money hold personal games,

Wave the free fluorescent stick!

last,

Let's go another 66666666! "

The old Taoist shouted hoarsely, and his voice was almost hoarse, but his arms were still waving, waving hard. Sweat had flowed out of his forehead, and his body was almost half wet.

He had just appeared before, and he had a sense of immortality. When he raised his hands and feet, he had a decent immortality.

At present, he is like an old rock enthusiast. Just now, he has sung more than a dozen songs in a row. All of them are those who raise their voices and roar out at the top of their lungs. They roar so loudly that they seem to cough and bleed at any time.

"Taoist priest, we are all our own people. Stop singing!"

"Taoist priest, my mother asked me why I knelt to watch the live broadcast. I'll kneel down for you. Stop singing Taoist priest!"

"Actually, it feels pretty good."

"Upstairs +1!"

"If you don't know how to appreciate it, go away. The Taoist priest uses bel canto, combines the rhythm of classical music, and integrates some national styles... Sorry, I can't make it up."

"The Taoist priest hasn't broadcast live for half a year. It's estimated that he has encountered something difficult. He wants to vent."

"The dawn of victory sent a plane: Taoist priest, come on, continue to sing, you sing me more."

"Evil zhengtaikong sent out a plane: Taoist priest, come on, roll your pipe, whining!"

"Wipe, the goods appear again, kill him!"

"Hold on, fight!"

The Taoist priest gasped heavily, then looked at the barrage and laughed, "what program do you want to watch next?"

"The ghost coin is flying, that trick again!"

"Upstairs +1!"

"Sword dancing and boxing!"

"Shout!"

"As long as you don't sing anything

…………”

"OK, then I'll sing another song for you!"

Lao Dao cleared his throat and seemed to be ready to continue singing.

"......." Shuiyou 1.

"......." Shuiyou 2.

"......." Shuiyou 3.

The Taoist priest tuned the song directly,

This is a song of Xiao Yiqing.

"Sleep, sleep,

Please stop hesitating!

Sleep, sleep,

Forget all sadness............ "

"Do you think he's crazy?"

Standing next to Zhou Ze, Tang Shi suddenly said.

Zhou Ze shook his head and calmly said, "it's the person you're waiting for. He's back today, so you're happy."

"In fact, he's just uncomfortable." Tang Shi said, and his expression began to cool. "You know, the Taoist priest named the monkey."

"Oh? What's the name?"

"Xiaoqiang."

Zhou Ze won't say that it's very similar to the name of a small reptile.

"Xiao Qiang is Lao Dao's former roommate. They met in Chengdu."

"What about others?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Dead."

Zhou Ze pursed his lips.

"In order to help us escape, he died."

Speaking of this, Tang Shixuan paused and continued:

"So it's not just to welcome him back.

In fact,

This is revenge,

today,

It's not a celebration day for the return of old friends,

It's the day of revenge,

blood debt,

Blood compensation. "

With a wave of Tang Shi's finger, the red ink on the bar immediately splashed out and surrounded Tang Shi's wrist, like wearing a blood red bracelet, which was dazzling.

"I can't understand." Zhou Ze shrugged, "now that you have escaped, there are still people who have made sacrifices for this, why should he take the initiative to go back?"

"Before answering this question, can I ask you a question?"

"Ask."

"Why didn't the temple God last time and the senior ghost who had problems in Tongcheng a while ago kill you?"

Zhou Ze didn't know how to answer.

He can't say that, in fact, he doesn't know very well. It's like getting drunk, sleeping for a while, and looking after waking up,

oh

Those who want to kill me,

Dead.

Ha ha ha ha,

This evil pen actually died like this,

But I don't remember anything,

Ha ha ha ha!

Tang Shi helped him answer:

"Because you are not the only one,

Will make progress. "

"So confident, then I really have to look forward to more."

Zhou Ze doesn't want little Luoli to come back safely.

He won't be fooled by little Luoli's appearance. In fact, he knows that if little Luoli comes back unharmed and even completes the task, it will be her turn to settle accounts with herself.

The certificate book in my hand and the key to hell that I was in charge of originally belonged to little Luoli may have to be handed over.

The death of the driver has not been revealed yet, but at least it can be said that little Luoli is not a kind-hearted person.

What everyone wants is nothing more than interests. Living people are busy all day for interests. In fact, even if they are dead, they are still so.

Before she was ready to go to hell, Mrs. Bai specially asked herself to dispose of her body, that is, Bai Yingying. She was worried that her body would do something uncontrollable if left in the sun, which would affect herself in hell, so she asked Zhou Ze to burn Bai Yingying with bamboo during the next winter clothes Festival.

In many fairy tales, the gods in the sky also have their own selfishness and small 99, so don't expect those ghosts to go for the country and the people.

The wrist of Tang poetry turned over, and the red ink fell on the ground, creating a bloody horror effect, and under the deliberate control of Tang poetry, it became extremely gloomy and terrifying, and the effect of dripping blood.

"One more thing, why didn't you go back?" Zhou Ze asked.

Revenge, that is, stubble,

You call people, I call people, make an appointment to work in a place.

Little Luoli shouted a lot of ghosts over there, and also brought faceless women, but here, it seems that only that guy is alone.

"I asked him if he needed me to go back. My injury was almost healed, and he said no."

"He is comforting and worried that you will be in danger again, or does he have enough confidence?"

Tang Shi laughed,

Dimple like a flower,

Zhou Ze has never seen such an effect as Tang poetry,

She bent down,

Cover your stomach,

It seems that I have a stomachache when I laugh, and the glittering luster slowly drips out from the corners of my eyes,

Choking passage:

"He said, the ticket money is not money."

………………

Ming store,

Standing in two rows of ghosts, when they completely woke up, the cold frost immediately covered around the Mingdian, forming ice crystals.

It seems that this is an ice chamber.

The majestic Yin Qi seems to be so rich that it almost turns into water drops and flows out, suffocating.

If a living person enters here by mistake, it is estimated that he will get seriously ill directly after returning.

Ghost bad,

After all, it's also a ghost.

Liang Chuan frowned,

He was a little unhappy,

Because his house is dirty, the frost will melt into water at that time. It's a pity that these excellent mahogany furniture in the store.

The most uncomfortable thing is,

People who pollute their own homes,

All of them came uninvited, not the guests they invited on their own initiative.

"We've been looking for you for a long time."

The bearded man who was able to sit side by side with little Luoli got up and walked over,

The situation is settled,

The arrest, which took a long time to mobilize ghosts from all over the country, is finally coming to an end.

The smuggler who ran back to the world from hell without identity is a heresy that needs to be killed. Besides, this guy actually killed in the sun. He didn't have the identity of a judge, but he acted as a judge.

Extremely arrogant,

Kill yourself!

The faceless woman stood beside Liang Chuan and looked at him. She remembered many times that she almost caught him and made him unable to leave hell, but she let him escape every time.

This time,

He will no longer be unwilling and angry.

Liang Chuan's eyes looked around the crowd, expressionless. Behind him, the white cat shook its tail bored, and even licked its claws to take care of its hair from time to time.

"I can give you a choice."

Little Luoli took a step forward and stood in front of Liang Chuan,

"Let your soul escape from the body obediently, and let us go straight back to hell. You secretly escaped from there. Now, going back is your right way."

The bearded man mused, "if you force us to fight, you should know that you will never escape this time. If your soul goes back, it will be better to suffer some punishment at most and enter the animal road again than to disappear completely."

"Oh."

Liang Chuan responded,

He knows,

These ghosts want to save effort and come to a subdued soldier without fighting. They are difficult to move in the sun, unless they are willing to choose a physical residence, but this also means great risk and uncertainty, so they are very low-key in the sun and dare not do too much.

Then Liang Chuan looked at the faceless woman on his side and said:

"Did you catch her?"

Faceless woman raised her head, her hair spread out, and on her flat face, a woman's facial features began to appear. She was in pain, she was struggling, she was roaring, and she was also roaring.

She died,

The soul was taken away by the faceless woman.

Liang Chuan licked his lips,

Slowly drop your head,

"The second one."

They use their friends' lives to force themselves to appear,

They,

succeed.

"Killing living people is harmful to our morality, and we don't want to. It's also your ignorance of the times."

Little Luoli continued:

"If you hadn't resisted obediently at the beginning, they wouldn't have died. Besides, we also know that you have a few people with good relationships."

"Is this... Another threat?"

Liang Chuan hung his head and asked.

"I'm just stating the fact that we are ghosts and guardians of the order between yin and Yang. You can't resist US."

"Hehe......"

Liang Chuan slowly raised his head,

His eyes,

Red!

Little Luoli's heart suddenly throbbed, and the whole person took precautions against the explosion of the young man in front of him,

However,

Her body suddenly trembled,

A white boned hand unexpectedly pierced her soul at this time, and she almost froze in place. Then, she turned her head and looked behind her in disbelief,

Bearded man,

Red eyes,

Struggling,

He is obviously under control!

However,

How is that possible?

One face to face,

Directly control one of the most senior ghost guards present!

Why is that?

Why is that?

Liang Chuan raised his head,

Open your mouth,

Slightly tilted his neck,

The fingers began to play in the void in front of me, like playing the piano:

"Shh,

This song,

Did you hear that?

This is,

I played it for you. "