The moment A Lang caught the walking chicken, the walking chicken in Chuling Garden suddenly turned around and stared at A Lang. A Lang was startled by the sudden turning of the head and the strange look in the eyes of the walking chicken in front of him, and he hurriedly stepped back. He also stared at the walking chicken with vigilance.
After staring at each other for a while, A Lang finally couldn't help but pounced on him again. The moment he succeeded, the Sliding Chicken immediately moved its position, but it was still within the square, and it still turned its head. The posture and the strange look are still there.
The capture failed, and Alang couldn't help but cursed, "His grandpa's, I still don't believe it, it's harder to catch than the pheasants in the forest!" After saying that, Alang pounced on the walking chicken again, but the result was Still nothing has changed. Like a psychic, Liudao can move his position every moment before being caught. After several fights, Alang couldn't help but panting. What made Alang even more intolerable was the way Liudaji always turned his head and his strange posture. And a slightly provocative half-squinted look.
"Holy crap, are you really bullying me, a foreigner? I, Lang Laosan, will show you how to do the best chicken-catching steps. Hey, ghostly ghosts." As soon as Alang finished speaking, his movements actually had nine layers of ghosting, and he walked around like a chicken. When he saw the double image in front of him, his round eyes widened, and he straightened his body. Just when he was about to move, he realized that he was surrounded by A Lang's figure. With two cackling whines, the double image of A Lang appeared in front of his eyes. Nine together, A Lang showed a slightly evil and proud expression, his little mouth tilted, half-smiling, "Keep running, little penis, you can't run anymore, be honest, I won't eat you yet" .
As Alang spoke, he skillfully took out a chicken-tying rope that his grandfather had made before, and then tied up the chickens in various directions. While tying them, he said, "I'll let you live a little longer and breathe more." Fresh air, just tie it around your waist, and wait until I catch eight of them and eat them together."
The moment A Lang tied the stroller around his waist, a strong force came from behind, or to be precise, from the lower body behind him. A Lang only felt someone kicking him on his buttocks, and the pain came from his buttocks. Spreading throughout his body, a sour feeling that he hadn't felt for a long time came over him. With an ah yo sound, Alang was kicked to the ground and fell onto the grass.
The next moment, Alang instantly stood up and turned around in a bow position. Just when he was about to curse, he found that the surroundings were quiet and there was no one. The same square grass field, the same walking chickens, and the same straw man.
A Lang looked around again, but still found nothing unusual. Just when he was about to let out a sigh, A Lang suddenly found that one of the legs of the straw man in the square grass field where he was was tilted up. Although it was not obvious, it was real. The foot was raised, and there was no doubt that the kick just now was thanks to it.
"Your grandfather!" A Lang scolded and carefully went to check in front of the straw man. The straw man was motionless and wore a straw hat on his head. A Lang walked around the straw man and found nothing unusual, and he was suspicious. , saw the straw hat and couldn't help but reached out to pick it off. The moment he lifted the straw hat, A Lang couldn't help but was shocked. The straw man opened his eyes and grinned at him. After looking at each other, the straw man actually gave Al Lang a smile. A series of kicks.
Soon after, a ghostly figure in Alang took a few steps back and avoided the scarecrow's continuous kicks. The scarecrow still didn't stop, and chased after Alang with its limbs dancing mechanically, and there was a rustling sound coming from its mouth. A Lang hurriedly ran to another square to avoid the sound. Unexpectedly, the straw man followed him without restriction. As the rustling sound in the straw man's mouth continued to increase, A Lang discovered that the straw men in the surrounding squares were unexpectedly following him. They all surrounded them as if they had been awakened. Alang used Netherworld Ghost Shadow to flicker and move, and he didn't forget to catch all the chickens in each square and string them together with chicken ropes.
As more and more straw men came to attack, A Lang finally couldn't resist. His butt and face were kicked and swollen by the straw men. A Lang screamed in pain.
Alang stumbled and fell to the ground. A group of straw men surrounded him and kicked him in a rhythmic manner, bang bang bang, bang bang, bang bang bang, bang bang bang, Bang bang, bang bang, Ah Lang's screams were also very rhythmic, ah, ah, ah, ah, like a symphony playing.
Just when Alang was in extreme pain and was about to burst the nameless old man's spiritual sound bag, he suddenly felt a warm current flowing through his body. He felt deeply relieved and at the same time the pain was relieved. Alang immediately used his spiritual skills. Looking at it, I discovered that a trace of water in the spiritual pool in the body automatically flows through the meridians of the body. As more and more straw men ravaged Alang with increasing intensity, the stream of water in the spiritual pool also flowed faster and faster, and finally It flowed to his hands and hit Alang's ten fingers crazily, and the fingers seemed to have ten node rings, blocking the flow of spiritual power in the body. At this moment, Alang felt as uncomfortable as holding urine for a whole day, and his face turned red.
As A Lang said "Grandpa, come out", with a bang, the ten node rings of the ten fingers were broken, and then with a bang, a small explosion occurred on the scene. The smoke dissipated, and A Lang was lying in a place more than three meters deep. In the pit, it felt like peeing that had been held for a long time was released.
"It's great!" A Lang roared and jumped into the air. A Lang looked around and found that the straw men around him were all on fire, screaming and running around in all directions.
Seeing this scene, Alang looked at the ten fingers of his hands in surprise, and tried to mobilize the spiritual water flow in the spiritual pool in his body, and found that the spiritual water flow could flow to the ten fingers according to his own will. A Lang yelled, "Grandpa, come out!", a trace of spiritual power in his body burst out of his body, and followed the direction of his finger to attack a straw man. The moment it touched the straw man, there was an explosion. The straw man was burned all over, but for some reason the straw man in Chulingyuan could not be burned to ashes. However, it could be seen from the sound of the straw man whining that the straw man was still in great pain.
Seeing this scene, Alang grinned and said to himself, "Your grandpa, it's my turn now!" Then a speechless scene appeared in the Chuling Garden. Only an eight-year-old boy could be seen. The nine-year-old bad boy ran after a group of straw men, waving his hands behind the group of straw men, and the crowd kept making explosion sounds. At the same time, accompanied by an inaudible whine, the grass people's bodies were blazing with fire, making the sky of Chuling Garden turn red.
At this moment, Chu Jingkong, who was waiting for his family's third uncle outside Chulingyuan, also noticed something strange in Chulingyuan, "What's going on? Why is the sky in Chulingyuan so red? Could it be that something major has happened in the garden? Could it be the clan leader? What kind of hidden treasure has been revealed? We can't wait any longer. That waste is in the garden, and we can't let him get this great opportunity. It seems like this is the only way!" After a fierce mental struggle, Chu Jingkong finally couldn't hold back anymore. He stopped, raised his legs and walked towards Chuling Garden.
