Brother and sister Daliang and Qi Baoer squatted in rows, holding their chins with their hands that looked like hair, looking ahead speechlessly.
Wherever their eyes went, one was a ghost general who was still crying, and the other was a general who was also in sorrow.
Two quarters of an hour had passed. Lu Wenhao stopped crying and just howled. Wu Haoyuan looked up at the night sky with red eyes.
As for the tens of thousands of other ghosts, when Qi Baoer started beating Lu Wenhao, they had already hid far away. They could touch the souls with their bare hands, press the ghosts and generals to the ground with their bare hands and beat them. Isn’t that to tear them apart?
A matter of minutes?
In particular, Lu Wenhao was so beaten by Qi Baoer that he was demoted from a ghost general to a ghost general close to a ghost general. He also lost the ability to suppress the other floats. All the floats instinctively knew which one was more powerful, so naturally they all stayed away.
Far.
However, they are all still floating leisurely in the distance, and I glance here from time to time.
There are two guys here who can tear them apart at will. Let's go, don't dare. Come closer, don't even dare.
"Sister, he has to cry as long as he wants." What he was afraid of was long gone, and now he was only sleepy.
During the day, he was frightened by his sister's words. As soon as he closed his eyes, he started thinking wildly. He always felt that there was something next to the bed, and he didn't dare to sleep at all.
Now that his mind was relaxed, he couldn't bear it any longer, especially since the crying and howling sounds were so hypnotic.
Da Lian suddenly felt that he was quite suitable for this industry. They said ghost cries, ghost cries and wolf howls. The scariest sound in the world, ghost cries, definitely ranked first. But you see, he actually felt that the ghostly cries were a bit like a lullaby.
He also convinced himself.
"Didn't you listen to what he said? More than a hundred mouthfuls. If you add thirty more mouthfuls, you will have to cry for a while." Qi Bao'er took out two steamed buns and handed one to Da Lang.
Wu Haoyuan turned around unintentionally, and I almost sent him away at this glance. The two brothers and sisters were sitting in rows eating steamed buns.
Forget it.
What's even more outrageous is that behind them, those floating around seemed to be having fun, and they all sat in a row and looked at him with leisurely eyes.
The word "weird" is no longer enough to describe this scene.
Qi Baoer waved back, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, they all shook their heads in unison, they couldn't pass this evil spirit.
But I don’t dare to offend him, so I have to send one over.
As a result, the red-clothed scholar Piao, who had been choked by Qi Bao'er, was pushed out very unfaithfully by the crowd.
He screamed and wanted to run away, but two strong men immediately came up and grabbed him, one from the left and the other, and brought him to Qi Bao'er.
One of the two strong men had only half of his face left, and the other had a hollow back of his head. They both nodded and bowed to Qi Bao'er with a fawning smile, threw away the scholar in their hands, and retracted back into the group with a hiss.
As if they were returning from victory, they immediately received compliments from the people around them and gave them thumbs up. Those who were missing their thumbs raised their hands to say, "You're great."
The two strong men were floated, and their souls were two ounces lighter. Without other floaters, they could fly up to the sky.
Wu Haoyuan, who watched the whole process: "..."
My eyes suddenly felt sore.
At this moment, he was not afraid of these people at all. If their image wasn't scary, they were just ordinary people.
Qi Bao'er took out another steamed bun, reached out and wiped it on the steamed bun and handed it to Scholar Piao, "Here, here."
The shivering scholar Piao looked at her strangely, thinking that he was about to die, "Master, I, we,,,"
We are Piao. How can Piao eat food from the human world?
Qi Bao'er said nothing, and the hand holding the bun was passed forward again.
The scholar Piaozao was afraid of her, so he would take it as he was told. If he couldn't hold it, he wouldn't insist on it. He probably had a child's nature and wanted to tease him.
So I reached out my hand,,,huh?
His hand touched the real thing, he really touched the real thing.
Scholar Piao carefully picked up the steamed bun, put it under his nose and smelled it, then looked at Qi Bao'er in disbelief, "I, I can get it, and I can also smell it."
Wow~
Suddenly, the group of piao in the back no longer cared about being afraid, and all gathered around in twos and threes.
The one here who has been around for the shortest time, only two months, was basically a refugee during his lifetime. Although none of them starved to death, who could have enough to eat after fleeing?
Moreover, they have become Piao and have not gone to the underworld. Even if their family members offer incense and offerings to them, they will not be able to receive it.
Even if it can be stored, so what? Piao cannot taste the taste of human food or smell the fragrance of food.
Everyone stared closely at Scholar Piao, watching him carefully pick up the steamed bun and take a small, small bite.
No matter how small it is, you can still see that a corner is missing on the steamed bun.
It's really delicious and edible.
All the people once again looked at the squatting Qi Bao'er in unison, saying they also wanted to eat.
You may want steamed buns. They understand the food shortage here and can just give you a grain of rice to chew.
Being stared at by so many people, Qi Baoer felt no pressure. He patted himself and stood up, dragging the elder brother beside him to his feet.
Her brother really remembered her words and kept his head down the whole time. This probably means that if I can't see them, they don't exist.
"I have food, and I have ways to make it available to you, but there is a prerequisite. I ask some questions, and you have to tell me the truth."
"no problem."
"You ask."
Each one of them is more anxious than the other. Perhaps this is the only chance for them to eat human food in their entire lives.
Over ten thousand people were shouting at each other, this sound was even scarier and noisier than Lu Wenhao’s cry.
Qi Bao'er couldn't bear it, so she opened her mouth and pressed down.
That's called ordering and forbidding, and everyone is more obedient than the other.
"Why didn't any of you go to the underworld?" Only a few of them had human life attached to them, and the others were all innocent, so why didn't you wait for reincarnation?
The scholar got the favor, pulled out his face from the steamed bun and replied: "Most of the ones we have here are from Yanfengguan. There was no messenger to pick us up, but a master found us and told us that we were covered in
With resentment, the underworld will not accept a soul with resentment."
Qi Baoer: Nonsense. The more resentful you are, the more hell will come to pick you up.
"Then he brought us to,,,"
Scholar Piao stood up, pointed to the northwest and said: "Over there, there is a big mountain over there, and there is a big cave on the top of the mountain. It is dark and humid. No one living in it can survive for a quarter of an hour, but it is suitable for us.
"
He carefully hid the steamed bun in his left sleeve pocket, and patted it anxiously to make sure that the steamed bun was still there. An even more terrifying smile appeared on the scary ghost's face.
Those eyes were still dripping with blood, and his teeth were bared, which most people couldn't bear to see.
Just because Qi Bao'er had a small face as if he was looking at a normal person, Da Lang felt that he was very brave. Even after taking a quick look, he still felt numbness in the soles of his feet.
The half-faced man stopped talking when he looked at the scholar, and immediately continued: "Master will offer us incense every day, and we are always grateful to him. We are gone, and we don't know what is going on at home. Who still remembers us? Master and I are very different."
We are not relatives, but you are still planning to give us something to stutter."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone else said hurriedly: "Yes, Master is a good person."
