Seeing that Wei Hao was about to fight again, Bai Chen was also happy. He picked up a sword from somewhere and said: "If you cut down mountains and destroy temples, you can't still encounter ghosts. This time, I must show you my white sword."
My martial arts skills are not ordinary!"
"What are you thinking? If we come to the door rashly, we will definitely alert the goblin. We also need to pretend to be fake and deceive the guy."
Wei Hao said, "I look easy to recognize, so I won't bother pretending. I'll just find a cart and lie down."
"ah?"
"Just cover it with a piece of cloth and look like a dying person. Mr. Bai, pretend to be a son and cry for me."
"Go away! Stop taking advantage of me!"
After hearing that Wei Hao still wanted him to call him daddy, was that okay?
"What are you shouting about?"
"Of course brother-in-law!"
"Whose uncle cried for his brother-in-law?"
"that's true."
Bai Chen was stunned for a moment and nodded, this makes sense.
"Is that so? Or if you pretend to be a good son and just say that I am ill and bedridden for a long time, and call out to ask the immortal to help me, you will definitely be able to sneak into the 'White Immortal Temple'."
"That's right... Bah! There are so many human beings in the world, but only my son is the only one? You look so rude and full of thoughts."
His mouth twisted with anger, Mr. Bai snorted, and then looked sideways at Wei Hao, "I am from the Dragon Clan, and I can't say I will live for thousands of years, so I will be your adopted brother."
"That's fine, as long as you're willing to put on a show, it's easy to talk."
"Then why don't you act like a stupid son who grew up prematurely?"
"..."
Wei Hao glared at Bai Chen, this little Bailong had learned a lot.
"Hey, give me a reason and let's see what I shout." It was a rare opportunity for him to take advantage. Bai Chen was very happy and he was even more interested in this trip.
"You just yelled like that, just to say that the poor poor brother failed the provincial examination. I'm afraid he will lose his life if he catches the cold..."
"This is good, this is good. Everyone knows that nowadays, if you rush to take the exam and fail to catch up, it is already pitiful. If you are seriously ill, it is even worse. When you go outside the temple gate and shout, not to mention the pity of being first-class, it is also quite pitiful."
Bai Chen, who clapped his hands in praise, immediately found a cart, quilts, and sheets. After Wei Hao lay down on it, he directly covered the whole thing with sheets.
"Why did you cover my head with a sheet? I'm not dead!"
"Ah, yes, yes, I forgot that he was seriously ill and not died of illness."
Bai Chen was also in a dilemma. When he looked at the cart, straw mats, and sheets, he subconsciously felt that the thing lying inside must be a corpse, not a living person.
"Just use a bamboo hat to cover your face."
"Don't worry, dear brother, I can save it, brother."
"..."
Wei Hao was speechless when he saw that Xiao Bailong was very happy to get a free advantage.
As soon as the bamboo hat was covered, Bai Chen said to Wang Zhaixing: "You also pretend to be a loyal dog and whimper twice."
As soon as Wang Zhaixing heard it right, he jumped on the cart and screamed "woo woo woo" and "嘤嘤嘤". Bai Chen was even more satisfied and nodded repeatedly: "It's this Jing'er that seems to be about to happen soon."
A poor family who died of illness."
"..."
Gou Zidan knew that his own gentleman was not very good at being a human being, but he never expected that this dragon clan was not very willing to be a dragon either.
Everything was packed up, and when no one was paying attention, Bai Chen changed his outfit, which was ragged clothes with patches and holes on the patches.
The toes of the straw sandals were exposed, the hair was stained with straw, the whole body was black and dirty, and there was mud on the calves. It was really difficult for this young man.
Just seeing Wei Hao lying on the cart with his body stretched out made him very happy. Doing such a tiring job also became a joy in his heart, and his whole body was filled with endless energy.
Pulling the cart on the way to Dry Bone Mountain by the Northeast River, Bai Chen said with a smile: "I am from the Dragon Clan. Pulling the cart for you can be regarded as the 'Dragon Army'."
"..."
The so-called "dragon Xiang" refers to the real dragon pulling the cart.
It really suited the occasion.
Wei Hao was about to be scolded when he heard Bai Chen suddenly howl: "My dear brother! My dear brother! Why are you so miserable? You couldn't catch up with the provincial examination, you also caught an illness in the hook bar, and now you can't afford it. What should you do?
It’s good——”
If it weren't for the fear of exposing Xingzang, Wei Hao would have wanted to perform a "sitting up in a dying illness" and give Mr. Bai a brain breakdown.
What does it mean to contract a disease in Goulan?!
Bai Chen was howling while pulling the cart. Anyone who was traveling with him would be saddened when he heard it and shed tears when he saw him.
The deep brotherly love and sincere brotherhood are really touching.
It's the bastard scholar lying in the car. He doesn't want to go to the provincial high school examination, but he hangs around and gets sick. He's afraid it's Hualiu or the like, dragging his brother so hard.
The howling made the dog in charge of the "ying yum yum" in the carriage bewildered. Wang Zhaixing thought that it was a bit inappropriate for him to play the role of a loyal dog for an infected dog in the carriage.
"Scream, scream for me!"
Bai Chen was very attracted to the drama and turned around to glare at Gouzi.
Gouzi had no choice but to lie down next to Wei Hao's head and began to sob.
The sound of a puppy barking is already heart-wrenching, but this scene of Baichen barking like a mourner makes it even more tragic.
Under the bamboo hat, Wei Hao's face was distorted. He really learned bad things quickly.
After coming to Wufeng County for so long, Mr. Bai has never been so happy.
Either while being beaten or on the way to being beaten, the ancestral magic weapon was broken, repaired and repaired, and was almost scratched to death by the incarnation of the national destiny of the Great Xia Dynasty. It was all disaster and bad luck!
Now, feel proud and proud!
happy!
"Good brother——"
Feeling happy in his heart, Bai Chen immediately started shouting with great devotion. Others who heard this thought they thought it was the unlucky scholar in the cart who was about to die.
However, the White Immortal Temple in Dry Bone Mountain was getting closer and closer, and many believers on the road came to comfort Bai Chen, telling him that Bai Daxian was extremely efficacious and that his brother would definitely be cured if he went to Bai Daxian's place.
At this time, in the busy Baixian Temple, several rickets temple Zhu trotted in, got through a small door behind the statue, and after twists and turns, they arrived at a cave. There were rows of hooks hanging in the cave.
What was hooked was all skinned and fishy flesh.
These flesh and blood are not cattle, sheep, pigs or dogs, but an individual.
Human skin is wrapped around the stone pillars, and the living people in the cages are like animals waiting to be slaughtered. There are monsters gnawing at the hands and feet, and small ghosts chewing human tendons. It is really bloody and terrifying. No mortal would dare to enter without a heroic courage.
here.
I saw a few temple ministers staggering to a high seat with bloody hair. After kowtowing, they immediately shouted loudly: "Master! A happy event has come. There is a prostitute who is sick in the brothel.
The talented scholar is now without treatment, so his brothers have brought him here to ask for help!"
"Oh? There is such a good thing?"
There is a demon on the high seat who is eating the newly dug out human heart. He throws the warm and beating human heart into the skull tray, and then his eyes shine: "The flesh and blood of the scholar is still delicious. Quickly gather it up and give it to that person."
The unlucky scholar plays a compassionate role!"
"yes!"
Not long after, the temple congratulators filed out of the Baixian Temple, each holding a fly whisk, a wooden fish, etc., with expressions of compassion for heaven and earth.