Even Yang Ruoqing felt that the temperature around her suddenly dropped a few degrees.
"It must be a hallucination caused by a ghost who mistakenly regarded the ditch as a big river." Yang Ruoqing silently analyzed in her heart.
The spiritual realm is a mysterious and unknown realm. The power of fantasy and its consequences are far beyond everyone’s understanding. It’s like those ghost movies that say a ghost strangles you to death. Finally, through video surveillance, you find that the person strangulating your neck is... own hands.
How do you explain this?
Therefore, this is a mysterious unknown territory, like an abyss, don't touch it easily.
"Pissing should be useful. I've heard adults say the same thing since I was a child." Old man Zhu told Blacksmith Luo, "Otherwise, the urine of a person who has given birth to a child is useless? Does it have to be a child's urine?"
"Child urine? Do we still have child urine here?" Blacksmith Luo asked subconsciously.
Several people have mothers-in-law, except Qing'er's subordinate.
Blacksmith Luo suddenly looked at the young man standing next to him who was as straight as a green pine, and narrowed his eyes as he looked up and down.
Yang Huazhong and Old Man Zhu also focused their attention on this young man.
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand to cover her forehead, "I'm going to choke you. Shouldn't this be a scary and solemn atmosphere?" Why does she want to laugh so much?
"Why... why are you looking at me?"
The subordinate raised his head and found that several elders in front of him were looking at him with green eyes. He was a little panicked.
"Little baby, uncle wants to ask you something!"
"Uncle, please ask."
"This question is a bit private. Come on, let's talk over there."
Blacksmith Luo held his subordinate's shoulders and walked behind the thorn bushes on the side.
Here, Yang Huazhong asked Yang Ruoqing in a low voice: "Is your subordinate getting married?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "I'm just twenty, and I haven't started a family yet."
Yang Huazhong said: "That's good, it must be child urine. We should be able to break the situation now."
Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips.
My father’s thoughts on marriage and childbearing are really conservative and traditional. Please go and find out more about getting pregnant before marriage.
Nowadays, many young people get together when they fall in love. They have lived together for three to five years before marriage. By the time they get married, the house, car, furniture and appliances are all in new packaging, but the bride is...
Well, this is not modern time after all, this is ancient times where the concept of marriage and childbearing is relatively conservative. Most men and women should have been in a mother-to-child relationship before getting married. In addition, her subordinates usually follow her as servants and are very self-disciplined in their free time. , I probably didn’t go to places like brothels to buy the pretty girls, so there should be boys peeing later!
Of course, if it wasn't a boy peeing, she wouldn't blame him.
Their relationship is just that of master and subordinate. As long as the subordinate does the assigned tasks well, she will not interfere in his private life.
I had to admire that Blacksmith Luo was really good at coaxing people to urinate. After a while, there was a powerful sound of water flowing from the thorn bush.
It's a pity that Yang Huaming is not here. If he were here, he would definitely make some colorful jokes.
For example, this boy's peeing sounds smooth and powerful. He is young, has great stamina, and has a strong waist. He can pee up to three feet when the wind is against him. Unlike them at that age, everything is weak and the upper wind can tear off the shoes. It’s soaking wet, do you think I’m depressed or not?
Soon, Blacksmith Luo came over from the thorn bush with his young subordinate in his arms.
Blacksmith Luo once again regained his previous confidence, holding his head high like a general who had just returned from a victorious battle, while the young subordinate lowered his head and turned red.
He must have been thinking in his mind that he was lucky enough to carry out the mission alone with his master. If there were other companions here, this matter would be brought to the secret guard team, and it would probably become their laughing point for a year.
Fortunately, the elders here and the master probably won't tell anyone.
"Is it done?" Yang Huazhong asked Blacksmith Luo. He glanced at the subordinate and learned that the young man was embarrassed. Yang Huazhong did not ask him directly. Even when he asked Blacksmith Luo, he asked in a very vague way.
"Well, now that it's over, let's take a walk again?" Blacksmith Luo said.
"Okay, let's go!"
This time, it was Blacksmith Luo and his young subordinates who led the way. After all, it was the boy who broke the situation just now!
However, this time, the situation was still similar to before.
Blacksmith Luo was so angry that he came out with the same irritable temper he had when he was a blacksmith and started swearing at everyone around him. He probably meant that you short-lived brats are torturing you endlessly, right?
However, there are no eggs.
"These naughty kids are really difficult to deal with. I have learned the lesson now, Lao Luo! It's useless to scold, and if you can't hit them, they just lead us around in circles. It's really annoying!"
Blacksmith Luo stamped his feet angrily and sat on the stone next to him, not wanting to leave.
Yang Huazhong and Old Man Zhu also stopped. One of them sat on the floor next to Blacksmith Luo, and the other was bent over and panting. Except for Yang Ruoqing and his subordinates who still had physical strength, the three elders were really too tired to walk.
"This thing is really evil. Nothing works. How on earth can we get out!"
Yang Huazhong bent over and panted, looking around, extremely frustrated.
He had only heard of such rare things as ghosts breaking into walls in the past, and he had never seen it in half his life. Now this really big girl got on the sedan chair, and tried every possible method. Even just now he was following He said nice things to them like he was coaxing a child, and his mouth was dry when he said it, but in his ears he could only hear the playfulness coming from far and near, nothing else remained the same, and even the best-tempered people were pissed off.
"Master, if it doesn't work, I'll try to cut the blood!"
The subordinate came to Yang Ruoqing and asked for instructions in a low voice.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at him and understood what he meant.
He was thinking that blood was something with a relatively strong evil spirit, so he might be able to break the situation.
"No matter how strong the blood evil spirit is, can it be compared to my Moye Sword?" she asked.
Then he lightly tapped the ancient sword on his waist. The ancient sword seemed to be sleeping without any reaction.
The subordinate was stunned for a moment.
He had heard the legend about Moye Sword in the secret guard team, and he had seen the power of Moye Sword with his own eyes.
At this moment, this Mo Xie sword did not react at all, which was really strange.
"To put it bluntly, we are now trapped in an illusion, just like a dream, but this is not our dream, it is the dream created by those things for us. In their dreams, we can only follow their scripts When it comes to acting, which way to go depends on their settings. If you are in your own dream, you can really wake up after peeing, but if you are trapped in someone else's dream, you can't pee."
"Master, do we have to wait for dawn?"
"Didn't Uncle Zhu say that before? The bearded mother was trapped in the black mist in broad daylight. If we don't solve this situation, there will be no way until dawn."
This scene was somewhat familiar, and it suddenly reminded her of a movie she had accidentally watched in her previous life.
