While Hui Laoliu and Chen Daji were talking nonsense, thousands of yellow scarf ghost soldiers continued to kowtow.
After a while, a faint sigh was heard in the air.
With a sigh, the surrounding fog cleared.
If the Yellow Turban Ghost Soldiers were granted amnesty, they kowtowed three times again, dragged their weapons backwards, and fled toward the ancient tomb in embarrassment.
Chen Daji was stunned: "Damn it, why did these grandsons suddenly run away?"
"Is there a fire at home?"
Hui Laoliu felt quite sorry for this.
"Hey, Mr. Song is really compassionate!"
"Otherwise, if we only need to trap these ghost soldiers for half a stick of incense, the light of day will drive them to pieces!"
Chen Daji was out of curiosity again.
However, he had already made peace with Hui Lao Liu, so he directly asked:
"Old immortal, what is Tianguang?"
Hui Laoliu stretched out a finger and shook it at Chen Daji with a smile.
Chen Daji was stunned: "Old god, you have gone too far!"
"You need a cart of spicy chips to answer a question?!"
Hui Laoliu was a little embarrassed to be said.
"You have misunderstood Daji. I want a box."
"Take it back and give it to the newly born litter."
Chen Daji is not stingy at all, and he congratulated him repeatedly after hearing this.
"It's a good thing for the old fairy to have new people in his family, we have to express it!"
"I won't say anything anymore. I just promised you the old spicy strips plus four carts."
"There are ten cars in total, let's put it all together!"
Hui Laoliu smiled and thanked him with his hands, and said:
"We are so familiar, you don't need to call me old god from now on, just call me Liu Ye."
Chen Daji's face suddenly fell.
"it's not good?"
"My boss calls you Brother Six, and I call you Master Six. Am I not his grandson?!"
"When I see Xiao Qianyue from now on, I will call her grandma..."
Grandma Mai laughed and scolded:
"Two bastards, one old and one young, don't look serious!"
"Second grandson, grandma tells you: Skylight is the first ray of sunshine every day."
"It is the most destructive to ghosts. If you touch it even a little bit, your soul will immediately fly away."
Just as Grandma Mai finished speaking, a second rooster crow came from the village.
"No, grandma, I have to leave too."
"Otherwise, if the sky shines brightly, I can bear it, grandma, but the little girls carrying the sedan won't be able to bear it!"
Chen Daji is naturally very concerned about his own happiness after death.
"Grandma, take my wives...sisters and leave quickly!"
This sentence caused Grandma Mai to laugh and scold:
"You lecherous little brat, wait for me!"
Seeing Hua Jiunan and Chen Daji return to the house, Zhao Fei, who had been in shock all night, hurriedly asked:
"How, how are you? How many ghosts came up to deal with me last night?"
"Boss Hua, have you negotiated with the ghost?"
Just as Hua Jiunan was about to speak, Chen Daji spoke first, with a heavy expression.
"Fat Zhao, which one do you want to hear first, good news or bad news?"
Zhao Fei hesitated and finally said:
"Damn it, I'm used to being unlucky lately, let's hear the bad news first!"
"The bad news is that you have offended someone, at least a ghost general. You are doomed!"
Zhao Fei was almost frightened to tears after hearing this.
After a long while, he continued: "What about the good news?!"
Chen Daji gave a despicable laugh.
"The good news is that I have decided to help take care of your current girlfriend after you die."
"Don't worry, I don't dislike her having a relationship with you!"
Only then did Zhao Fei realize that he had been tricked by Chen Daji, so he raised his fists and hit each other.
"Oh shit, Fatty Zhao, if you don't follow martial ethics, why don't you hit me on the nose?!"
"Oh shit, Chen Daji, you have no moral character, grab my dick! Let go, let go!"
"If you don't let go, I will be dead!"
Chen Daji finally gained the upper hand, how could he give up so easily.
"Just scrap it, you're going to die anyway, what's the use of keeping it!"
Zhao Fei cursed angrily:
"Fuck your mother's fart, which smokes and smokes for eighteen times!"
"After I die, there will be people waiting for me over there!"
"I can keep using it!"
Hua Jiunan doesn't care about the two of them messing around.
As the saying goes: Good people don't live long, but evil people live for thousands of years.
Judging from the way Zhao Fei looks like a dead pig who is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, he doesn't look like a dying person either!
Things should still be turning around.
