Zhu Jiujie walked across the room and reached the front of the hotel in a blink of an eye. He saw that a group of people had already gathered in front of him, and there were sounds of fighting in the middle.
Zhu Jiujie took out a black cloth from his arms and covered his face. He squeezed into the crowd and saw that Pang Da was being trapped by two old Taoists. Next to him, the Maoshan Taoist priest had fallen into a pool of blood. The two old Taoists, except Taoist Master Maoshan,
The other person is not much younger than Taoist Master Maoshan. He has a pair of fleshy palms and fire clouds, and his skill is not inferior to that of Taoist Master Maoshan.
Zhu Jiujie saw blood on the corner of Fatty's mouth and staggered on his feet. He was obviously injured. Judging from his appearance, he had wanted to escape for a long time, but he was trapped by two obstacles and could not escape.
At this time, the calls of police cars and 120 ambulances were heard in the distance.
Zhu Jiujie shouted: "There is a ghost."
The crowd panicked.
In a panic, Zhu Jiujie turned his palms, exerted 12% of his internal strength, slapped a palm towards each of the two paths, then stretched out his hand to pull Pangda and flew away.
Er Dao never expected that someone would come to save Pang Da. Just as he was about to chase him, Pang Da and the person who rescued him had already got into the crowd. Moreover, at this time, the police car and the 120 ambulance arrived. Taoist Master Maoshan was worried about his apprentice's injury and hurried to help.
The nurse carried Maoshan Taoist priest onto the stretcher.
But Zhu Jiujie rescued Fatty back home and put Fatty on the sofa. He clenched his teeth and was still unconscious.
After a short period of healing, Shou Er's body was no longer seriously injured. He pushed Pang Da: "Pang Da, wake up, wake up."
Zhu Jiujie sighed: "Pang Da's internal injuries were too severe and his soul has been scattered. We can only see if he can take it back."
"Is it so serious?" Thin Er said: "Brother Zhu, will the Fatty Association be gone forever?"
"Well...if he can't recover his soul before dawn, he will be completely destroyed."
"Really?" Shou Er looked at Fatty and suddenly laughed.
Chang Yue was stunned: "Hey, Shou Er, Fat Da is almost dead, what are you laughing at?"
"Why die? If he dies, I won't laugh. If he dies, he can become a ghost, but after his form and spirit are gone, his soul will never be able to take shape."
"Then you're still laughing?"
"Of course I have to laugh. You don't know that I have been partnered with Fatty for many years and he has always been my boss. Damn it, I have been angry for hundreds of years and I can finally live with my head held high."
"Oh, Shou Er, don't you think your soul is too sunny?"
"We never get to see the sun."
"I thought you two happy ghosts were cute, but I didn't expect them. Alas."
"Sigh." Shou Er also sighed: "It's just that if Fatty really dies, I will be very sad."
As he said that, Shou Er sat on the floor, wiping his tears like a child: "Wow, wow, wow..."
"Please, please don't put on a show, I've never seen anyone cry like this."
"Hey, little mistress, what should I do? It's wrong to be happy, and it's wrong to be sad."
"You're just sad if you're sad. Didn't you cry a little early? It's not dawn yet. Maybe I'll be alive soon."
"That's great."
"Hey, don't you like him coming back to life?"
"Yes, if he comes back to life, he will still be the leader, and I will still be the deputy. If I partner with him, I will never be able to be a man again."
Chang Yue smiled and said: "Look at your attire, you are neither male nor female, why are you a man?"
"It's all due to those harmful feeds. Damn it, didn't you just eat some more roast duck? It turned out to be a woman's breasts. Women's breasts are women's breasts. They are bigger on the left and smaller on the right, which makes me unattractive."
Zhu Jiujie said: "Shouer, if you want to take your breasts back, I will give you a prescription."
"No, it feels so good to be a woman."
"Wow." Chang Yue opened her mouth and pretended to vomit: "Please, brother-in-law, just beat me to death with one slap. I don't want to live anymore."
Zhu Jiujie smiled and said: "It takes a lot of effort to slap you, so I might as well disgust you to death."
Chang Yue hummed: "Brother-in-law, you won't help me."
"How do you ask your brother-in-law to help? I really slap you."
"Ah, brother-in-law, do you have a sense of humor? Just for show, just give me one tenth of the strength you would use to swat a fly. Do you really want me to die? I'm dead.
What good do you do? Say, say, say."
"How can my brother-in-law be willing to let you die? Don't think too much."
"That's right, it's impossible for me to die, so that you don't have to flirt with Teacher Yun, Bai Jing, Xiao Ling, and my cousin."
"Who is that old Taoist who is about the same age as Taoist Master Maoshan?" Zhu Jiujie asked, changing the subject.
"I heard that his name is Mao Shanzi, and he is Taoist Master Mao Shan's junior fellow apprentice. His skill is not inferior to his senior fellow apprentice," said Shou Er.
"I think it's better to lend a helping hand to Fatty." As he said that, Zhu Jiujie sat cross-legged and slowly raised his hands, covering Fatty's head, forming a gravitational field with powerful internal force.
Chang Yue didn't dare to speak, so she sat aside and watched.
But the thin second one kept nagging: "If Fatty comes back to life, my position as second child cannot be shaken. As long as his soul cannot be gathered, I will become the boss. Hehe, it feels so good to be the boss, but
...Do I really hope that he doesn't come back? No, no, Pangda, are you still coming back? I would rather be your assistant for hundreds of more years. Hundreds of years, just be patient and it will be over, just a small dish.
"
Chang Yue said: "It's a piece of cake, okay? If you haven't learned the modern terminology, don't use it indiscriminately. It will show that the master's level is low."
Just as he said this, Zhu Jiujie's cell phone rang suddenly.