When the private room door was opened by Miao Qiang, Xiao Wuzi dodged and rushed to the door. But then he heard a "clang" and the basin in his hand fell to the ground. Most of the chicken blood inside spilled out, leaving only
A little bit remained on the pelvic floor.
And his legs went limp and he sat on the ground, trembling and howling: "Oh my God, what is this?!"
Miao Qiang, who was hiding behind the door, saw that the situation was not good and immediately turned to the door. He saw a family of three in the private room. At this time, they no longer looked as simple as before. They all had green faces, fangs, and bleeding from their orifices.
At this time, the wretched man on the side also saw the scene in the private room clearly, screamed and passed out.
The three fierce ghosts in the private room raised their arms, revealing their sharp nails, and were about to pounce on Miao Qiang.
Seeing this scene, Miao Qiang picked up the killing knife in his hand and swung it towards the three ghosts without retreating.
Just as Miao Qiang guessed, the evil spirit on this knife was so strong that it forced the three ghosts to back away and not dare to move forward.
In this way, the two people and the three ghosts were in a stalemate at the door of the private room. The two living people did not dare to enter, and the three fierce ghosts did not dare to come out.
At this moment, Xiao Wuzi, who had fallen to the ground, had his legs trembling and wanted to stand up. But the pool of sticky chicken blood on the ground made him slip and fall back down.
Hearing his disciple's movements, Miao Qiang glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a little chicken blood remaining in the plate on the ground.
So he picked up a hook with his foot, lifted the basin of chicken blood in the air, and then kicked it towards the three ghosts.
It can be said that Miao Qiang's Bajiquan training over the past twenty years is not in vain. Whether it is the accuracy of his fists or his feet, or his strength, he is not bad at all.
He picked up the chicken blood basin with his feet, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then smashed it upside down towards the three ghosts.
The remaining chicken blood in the plate was not wasted at all, but it was all splashed on them.
After the chicken blood fell on the bodies of the three ghosts, bursts of white smoke suddenly appeared, and the three ghosts let out heart-piercing screams as if someone had poured sulfuric acid on them.
The originally terrifying face was now corroded by chicken blood, making it even more terrifying.
The three ghosts were in agony and wanted to rush out of the door. However, after several attempts, they were blocked by Miao Qiang who waved his killing knife.
After this ordeal, Miao Qiang and Xiao Wuzi, master and apprentice, no longer felt afraid.
I saw Xiao Wuzi who had already stood up. After wiping the chicken blood stuck to his body with his fingers, he flicked his fingers towards the ghost in front of him.
While playing, he cursed in his mouth: "Damn it, aren't they just a few Ah Piao? They dare to scare you, Fifth Master."
The ghosts who were hit by chicken blood bullets had white smoke coming out of their bodies and kept screaming. Looking at the unkind eyes of Miao Qiang and the other two, the three ghosts floated to the back of the dining table, trying to use the dining table to fend off Xiao Wu.
Chicken blood from bullets.
The dining table is located in the middle of the private room. It is a standard round table for ten people, with a diameter of two meters and a width. In the center of the turntable, there is also a large vase filled with silk flowers.
The three ghosts relied on the blockage of the vase to duck and avoid the chicken blood shot by Xiao Wu. Miao Qiang watched Xiao Wuzi constantly provoking the ghosts on the opposite side and thought to himself: "The chicken blood will solidify in a short time.
When the time comes, these three angry ghosts may do something."
Thinking of this, Miao Qiang winked at Xiao Wuzi, and the master and apprentice, one on the left and one on the right, surrounded the dining table towards Li Gui who was hiding behind.
It is said that people are old and ghosts are old, but those three fierce ghosts saw that the situation was not good, and they unexpectedly crawled under the table.
Immediately afterwards, it turned into three white shadows, emerged from the other side of the table, and then rushed out of the door.
When Master Miao Qiang and his disciples reacted, it was too late. The family of three had already rushed out of the private room.
Miao Qiang was so angry when he saw this, he said to himself: "Well, you guys have been playing tricks on me all night, and now you run away as soon as you want. How can such a good thing happen? Let's see if I don't chop you up today."
Thinking of this, he picked up a knife and chased after him. But as soon as he rushed out of the private room, the wretched man lying on the ground woke up at some point, hugged his thigh and said, "Brother Miao, I'm afraid!"
When he suddenly hugged his thigh, Miao Qiang shivered in fright and almost cut him off with a knife.
But when he saw clearly that the man holding him was a wretched man, he became furious. After kicking him away, he yelled: "Look at how coward you are, your poop is everywhere, don't touch me."
, quickly change your pants."
Due to his delay, the three fierce ghosts disappeared. At this time, Xiao Wuzhi also chased out. After seeing the situation outside clearly, he couldn't help pinching his nose and said: "Wang Bao, what the hell do you want to eat at night?"
What, why does it stink so much?"
The wretched man who had recovered could not help but retorted after hearing what Xiao Wuzi said about himself: "If you are scared and have diarrhea, you will stink worse than me."
After saying that, Wang Bao got up from the ground and was about to run back to the dormitory to change his pants. But he just ran two steps before he stopped again, looked at the stairs where the three ghosts disappeared and said: "Brother Miao, you
Are you saying they haven't left yet?"
After hearing this, Miao Qiang said angrily: "Why don't they run away? Do they still want to stay and wipe your butt?"
Then Miao Qiang looked at Xiao Wuzi and said, "Send this kid back and find someone to come over and clean this place up."
After hearing this, Xiao Wuzi immediately shook his head with disgust and said: "Master, you want me to send him away? There is no way! You can clean up your own shit yourself."
While several people were talking, Manager Zhang, who heard the commotion, led a group of people and tiptoed over.
Seeing that everything was alright, a group of people dared to approach. But then they were choked by the smell in the air and retched.
After asking about the whole situation, Manager Zhang said to Wang Bao with a dark face: "You loser, go back quickly and don't embarrass me here."
After Wang Bao heard this, he ran away as if he had received an amnesty.
Seeing Wang Bao running away, Manager Zhang smiled at Miao Qiang, revealing two beautiful big dimples, and said: "Brother Miao, let's go back to the bar and talk first."
Then he ordered several other waiters: "You two, please clean up this place, and wipe the floor with disinfectant. By the way, spray more air freshener, the smell is too spicy for your eyes. Don't clean it."
It’s clean. When tomorrow’s guests arrive, they will think that our restaurant stewed shit last night.”
Miao Qiang couldn't help but laugh after hearing this. Xiao Wuzi came over and pointed at the chicken blood on his body and said, "Master, I'll go back and change my clothes."
Miao Qiang nodded and said, "Go ahead and be careful on the road. Today is the Ghost Festival. Don't bump into dirty things again."
Xiao Wuzi chuckled, and when passing by Miao Qiang, he whispered: "Master, why do I think this Manager Zhang has a crush on you?"
Miao Qiang's eyes widened and he pretended to be angry: "What do you know, you little brat?" After saying that, he raised his leg and kicked Xiao Wuzi on the butt.
The little boy laughed "叏哏", dodged the kick, and ran downstairs.
At this time, Manager Zhang walked up to Miao Qiang and asked doubtfully: "Brother Miao, do you think that family of three just now are really ghosts? Will we mistake the living people as ghosts? If they are really ghosts, according to the
You said before, why didn't they escape through the wall and had to go through the door?"
After hearing this, Miao Qiang took Manager Zhang into the private room, pointed to the wall of the private room and said, "Did you see the red Chinese knot painted on the wall?"
Manager Zhang nodded and said, "I saw it, what's going on?"
Miao Qiang smiled bitterly and said: "If I read it correctly, it was painted with cinnabar. The cinnabar painted the wall with only one door left. They can't even leave through the door."
"I guess those three fierce ghosts didn't expect that the private room would be laid out like this before they came in. It seems that when our hotel was being renovated, we asked for expert advice."
After hearing this, Manager Zhang, who was standing side by side with Miao Qiang, suddenly smiled and said: "Brother Miao, you know so much. Thank you for being here tonight. Otherwise, I really don't know what to do." As he spoke, Manager Zhang
His body couldn't help but lean into Miao Qiang's arms.
When Miao Qiang saw this, he felt a thrill in his body, and thought to himself: "What the hell happened tonight? They are all possessed by evil spirits, right?"
He hurriedly dodged Manager Zhang and walked out of the private room pretending to be nonchalant. As he walked, he said, "Let's go down first and talk about it. What happened tonight is a bit strange. I plan to take a look around."