Zhou Ba Wa never thought women were easy to understand, but he didn't think they could be so difficult to understand. He was just trying to get out of troubled waters, but Ran Qiuran came back after a while and burst into tears.
Zhou Bachu was shocked: "What are you doing?"
Ran Qiuran: "It's so pitiful. I'm going to touch up my makeup..."
While talking, Ran Qiuran got back into the car to put on her makeup. Zhou Baqiu couldn't understand, but was shocked. Chen Lulu held a thin cigarette in her mouth and leaned against the car with her hands in her pockets: "Girls always understand girls."
Zhou Ba wax: "...."
Chen Lulu: "You don't understand. You don't look like an honest person. You look like Wang Qingming, irresponsible. I'm a good judge of people."
Zhou Baqi: "Tsk, you can't defeat me in a temple fight, so you can't attack me personally."
Chen Lulu lit her cigarette butt: "He established the Qixie Forum on a whim, but then he lost interest, so he threw it aside and asked me to clean up the mess for him."
Chen Lulu: "He has nothing to do and he comes here to fool around with a like-minded friend like you..."
Zhou Baqu: "It's none of my business if you scold him or scold him. If you accuse Sang and Huai again, I'll get angry."
Zhou Ba Wa had no intention of quarreling with her anymore. This woman was really intolerant of listening to what she said with a gun and a stick. He thought about leaving and went back, but when he pulled the car door, he touched rust on his hand.
Huh? Ran Qiuran in the car didn't notice it. After all, she didn't open a temple and didn't practice the "Pretending the Viscera Method". However, the body temple around Zhou Ba wax's body had already unfolded. Chen Lulu also discovered an abnormality, summoned the secular god, and turned around
Looking towards the pier.
On the sea, a thick fog quietly appeared at some point. In the thick fog, the shadow of a huge ship's bow was slowly approaching the shore.
What followed was the collapse of concrete at the edge of the pier, and the corrosion of exposed steel bars. Then came the disasters of freight ships berthed on the shore, containers and gantry cranes in the yard, and large steel structures corroded and scrapped in the thick fog.
Buzz, the motorcycle roared, and before the thick fog spread, Zhou Ba wax had already pulled Ran Qiuran onto the Wan Gong motorcycle, and sped off with the sound of will-o'-the-wisp.
Chen Lulu put a thin cigarette butt on the front cover of the rusty and scrapped car, and the person turned into a pool of ink characters, which moistened quickly.
In the rearview mirror of the speeding Wan Gong motorcycle, Zhou Ba wax's expert eyes narrowed, and before he left, he caught a glimpse of the silhouette of the boat.
"Sinbad's expedition ship (rare temple-building material), which belongs to the Expansion Temple of Shanhehuang City, and the temple-building material in the body temple of Sinbad the Grain Eater, has the ability of Tyrant's Conquest" and can paralyze those on the route.
Civilized facilities."
Tsk, where did this come from? Zhou Bashi was sure that this trouble was not caused by him, but probably related to Chen Lulu.
We went all the way back to school and sent Ran Qiuran back.
Zhou Ba Wa searched for news on the Internet. In the era of the Internet, information transmission is very convenient, and he soon came across a short video on Douyin of a sudden and bizarre fog at Bincheng Pier.
The thick fog made it difficult to see what was going on inside. The video captured several polling bureau cars in the periphery. Some netizens speculated whether this strange phenomenon was caused by the appearance of some secular gods, and some people who liked to join in the fun were running live broadcasts.
I went to the scene, but was stopped outside by the polling bureau.
The heavy fog lasted for an hour and then dissipated, leaving behind a rusty cargo terminal. An hour outside the fog, it felt like decades had passed in the fog. All the buildings, ships, and equipment on the dock were all worn out and could no longer be used.
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There is only so much folk information. The official announcement said that the troops made a mistake in training the secular gods. The situation on the scene has been controlled and no one was injured. Then there is no further information.
But Zhou Baqi, who was at the scene at the time, knew that this was obviously not a military performance. There was a temple owner there at the time.
Sure enough, not two days after this happened, in the middle of the night, Zhou Baxu, who was sleeping in the dormitory, suddenly opened his eyes and saw the two window magpies from the Wedding Temple landing on the balcony and calling.
Zhou Bachu had been using these two for night patrols earlier, and now he called because there was something going on.
Zhou Bawa woke up Zhang Saoling who was in the shop next to him. It was in the middle of the night. Zhang Saoling had just put on a pair of big pants in a daze, and then he was led out of the dormitory by Zhou Bazhou. Fortunately, it was not cold in June.
In the dark of night, the two of them followed the magpie on the window grill all the way to the door of the teaching building, and bumped into a silhouette.
Hey! Zhou Baxu pushed Zhang Saoling behind him and caught the flashlight that the other party was throwing at him. The flashlight illuminated the two of them.
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face, so he didn't get into a fight.
Chen Lulu: "Why are you here?"
Zhou Baqi: "Why did you come, that's why I came."
Zhang Saoling, who was wearing big underpants and kicking the tarpaulin in the back, still didn't know why, so he put his head around and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Zhou Baqu told him: "Save people."
Chen Lulu's heart tightened after hearing this, and she quickly entered the teaching building. Zhou Baqi and Zhang Saoling followed. As soon as they entered the corridor, they could smell a pungent wet smell, as if they had just caught a whole net of fish.
The fish had been piled up in the damp cabin for ten days, and the fishy smell was so bad that it almost made people vomit.
The soles of the shoes clicked on the ground, rubbing against wet water stains and slimy algae. The entire corridor felt like a tsunami, and water and algae were covered from the walls to the roof.
Turning a corner further, the broken arms and limbs of the wax figures were piled up in the corridor. The triangular heads, Hanako, and Bachi that Zhou Ba Wa had seen before were all these precious wax figures that Lord Zhongyuan had pinched out of horror movies.
At this time, they had broken arms and legs one by one, and were in tatters. They were smashed and piled up in the corridor and soaked in the beach.
From the corridor where the broken arms and limbs of the wax statues were piled up like a dense forest, Zhou Ba Wa opened his arms and thighs one by one and passed through. It can be seen that this place has experienced many fierce battles.
When he first faced the Great Impure Phase, Zhou Baqi had never seen Duke Zhongyuan use such exaggerated methods.
The remains of the wax figure were mixed with the extremely fishy sea water, and there were also blood stains that were beginning to appear, extending all the way to the large lecture theater. Zhou Ba Wa was stunned when he saw the wall at the entrance of the lecture theater.
The secular green lantern of Zhongyuan Gong that he had seen once was being penetrated by a huge anchor and nailed to the wall. He was at the end of his efforts, but the green lantern in his hand was still dripping with wax oil, and it was forced to form a wax statue and go to the lecture theater.
Li Chong.
Seeing this scene, Chen Lulu felt dizzy and almost stumbled. She spread out her ink-and-mortar body like a madman and rushed into the lecture theater, followed closely by Zhou Baqi.
As soon as the two rushed into the classroom, they heard a bang, and the bloody black figure broke through the window and fled. The boat sailed into the land and sea under the moon, and the black sails turned into mud and disappeared, and disappeared.
Zhou Bawa looked at the lecture theater. Looking down from above, he saw that the tables and chairs had been torn apart and twisted in the battle just now. Sharp wooden stubble popped out and spun around, forming a whirlpool.
The wax figures with broken limbs and heads look like drowning people who were caught in a shipwreck.
In the center of the whirlpool, there is a huge muscled iron-locked secular god with a horse face, like a monster emerging from the whirlpool. It is panting heavily with bruises all over its body. It opens its muscular arms, revealing Wang Qingming who is protecting him underneath.
Wang Qingming's forehead was covered with blood, and he was sitting upright against the horse, still holding a broken arm in his hand.
Chen Lulu rushed up as soon as she saw the person, hugging the seriously injured Wang Qingming tightly, and repeated with tears in her eyes: I'm late, I'm late...
Later, Zhou Baxu strolled over and looked around. He looked at the broken arm in Wang Qingming's hand and kicked it. The arm fell to the ground and rolled over. Wang Qingming raised his two arms and shouted:
"Uncle, you didn't open your eyes and came to trouble me, so I pulled off one of your arms."
The polling bureau worked overtime all night.
After Xu Baihua answered the call from the delivery man, he asked Zhang Shun to pick up the fried chicken that Mr. Huang Shisan ordered. He turned to look at the newly added names on the whiteboard of the Dacrying Mountain case and was worried.
A few days ago, in the heavy fog at Bincheng Pier, Sinbad, the master of the Three Temples from abroad, sneaked into the scene.
He comes from an ancient organization that has a long history and is spread all over Asia and Africa. It is said that there are one thousand and one legendary assassins. The leader of the organization is one of the six ears of the Crying Mountain, the black-robed Dashi.
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