I raised my head and asked in a low voice: "Which of you is a sheep?"
Leader Sun raised his hand tremblingly: "I, I..."
"I'll ask you to kneel down in a moment, just kneel down, don't mess around."
While they were not paying attention, I jumped up and jumped directly onto the stage. I picked up the Guandao lying on the ground and struck it hard towards the entrance of the stage.
"It's a star in the sky, it's an evil spirit when it falls on the ground! Invite Lord White Tiger Star!"
"Kneel before the Lord!"
Leader Sun knelt on the ground with a plop, and the platform that had been slashed by me suddenly collapsed a little more.
"Wow"
I flicked the blade a few times, flying a piece of hair from Ban Leader Sun's head, and then pushed Ban Leader Sun away.
"Hide behind!"
This year, those born in the Year of the Sheep are opposed to the White Tiger, which is now equivalent to clearing this huge evil star from the earth.
Hair is a person's essence. If this hair is cut off, it means that the evil star is removed from his body.
"Wanfa Wuji, Star Lord appears!"
I put my hair in my mouth, held the Guandao in both hands, jumped deep into the crowd of ghosts.
With evil spirits in my body, not to mention a few evil ghosts, the thousand-year-old zombies are coming today, and I have to tremble just to see them!
The ghost soldier was no good. The long knife in my hand was thrown out before me. He raised his arm to block it, and then punched me in the face.
"Go!"
As I shouted angrily, the Guandao drew an arc in my hand and threw it out. The ghost soldier standing at the front had lost his arms and legs and became a cripple.
This knife is really effective.
At least, these ghost soldiers are showing signs of retreating.
They took a step back, and I took a step forward. The Guan Dao rubbed a long mark on the ground.
"Boom!"
At this time, the White Tiger Tower behind me completely collapsed, and the dust was filled with extremely strong evil spirits.
The moment the White Tiger Star's opposition exploded, I felt like a mountain was pressing down on my back, and the ghost soldiers in front of me immediately disappeared without a trace.
I turned around and looked at Leader Sun, cupping my fists with both hands and saying, "I'll lend you the Guandao. You can go back first."
"Tomorrow, I will come to your door with my gift money and Guan Dao to apologize!"
Turning around, my eyes had fallen on the plaque of Laixiang Hotel.
Whoever you are, this has to come to an end tonight.
The moment I opened the door, noisy sounds overflowed from the room. Along with the chaos, a light cold air blew across my face.
This is definitely not Yin Qi, but it is not normal either.
Summer has not yet passed at this time, and the people sitting in the room are basically middle-aged men.
Not to mention that the room was as hot as a steamer, but it shouldn't be air-conditioned at all.
Zhang Laixiang was very busy in the crowd. I glanced sideways and saw that there was still an empty seat at the table in the corner.
I ducked and sat directly on it.
The slightly bald man opposite was sipping some white wine and glanced up at me.
"Who are you?"
I laughed a few times and said, "I'm late. I have to wait for my number. I'll lend you a stool to sit on for a while."
"Quick order?" He gently put the wine glass on the table and sneered, "I can't eat this dish tonight."
"If I didn't feel sorry for the food, I would have thrown it away long ago."
This statement aroused my slightest alarm, and I deliberately asked, "Have you changed the chef?"
"Grass."
He cursed and threw me a pair of disposable chopsticks from the chopstick cage: "If you don't mind, just try it."
I picked up a mouthful of green vegetables and put it in my mouth.
Ouch, I'm going to eat someone dead.
***Coughed a few times, cleared his throat, and quickly reorganized the fragments in his mind.
Just now, when we were fighting outside, I watched the female ghost in pink get into the hotel.
And the food at night was uncharacteristically unpalatable.
kitchen!
Thinking of this, I put the sweater hat on my head, lowered my head, and walked out towards the kitchen in a hurry.
The bathroom is almost next to the kitchen. The long queue at the door of the bathroom happened to be my protective umbrella.
I pretended to be lining up to go to the toilet, and while Zhang Laixiang turned around, I opened the kitchen curtain and ducked in.
The moment the curtain was opened, the familiar smell of rouge emerged again.
The skinny old man was facing the pot, his back to me, and his hands were trembling in front of him, not knowing what he was doing.
I leaned against the wall, slowly moved my steps, changed my position, and finally revealed him in front of me.
The pink female ghost was huddled on her chest, peeling pieces of her own flesh into the pot.
The boiling water kept making big bubbles, and the white meat slices were tumbling like sliced noodles.
The skinny old man's face was full of excitement. He cut off his fingers with a knife and rolled the meat into the pot.
I just feel my scalp tingling. What on earth are people eating outside?
This person and one ghost were so engrossed that they didn't notice my existence at all.
Suddenly, I thought of something written in the county annals.
When the arsonist was caught, he was taken to Caishikou Lingchi.
Looking at the pieces of meat in the pot again, I seem to understand...
