This time, the person who appeared in front of Cao Mingliang was a man.
A man who looked about the same age as him but a little more handsome, wearing a green Taoist priest's robe.
The man also carried a wooden sword on his back.
The first time he saw Cao Mingliang, he glanced at his head, looked directly behind Cao Mingliang, and asked, "Are you very brave?"
Cao Mingliang nodded: "Yes, my courage is——"
"Shut up."
The man said coldly: "I didn't talk to you."
As he spoke, he took off the wooden sword behind him and shouted sternly: "Get off him!"
"Otherwise, I will strike down with my sword and kill him and you all!"
Cao Mingliang: "???"
Suddenly, Cao Mingliang discovered two shadows on the ground, one of which jumped away to the side!
Then he found that his whole body felt light!
That sick feeling of having a headache, fever, and general weakness is gone!
The man standing at the door stepped forward with a wooden sword in his hand. When he raised his hand, a talisman burned out. He grabbed the burned ashes of the talisman and threw it into the air. Cao Mingliang immediately felt that there was an extra "thing" in the room. "!
He turned around and found a dead man squatting on the table with black and white photos!
This dead man Cao Mingliang looks familiar!
Because he and it once slept under the same blanket in Qingshan Hospital!
Cao Mingliang: "?!"
Beside, the man looked at the dead man, then at Cao Mingliang, his eyes gradually changed: "I asked, have you done anything sorry for me?"
Cao Mingliang took a step aside, nodded and said, "Yes, it has indeed been pestering me for a while. It has made me feel like a human and a ghost. I'm sorry for that."
The man pointed the wooden sword at Cao Mingliang and said word by word: "I'm asking you, have you ever done anything sorry for me?"
Cao Mingliang: "..."
"S-sleeping in the same bed, does it count?"
The man was silent for two seconds and asked, "Who took the initiative?"
Cao Mingliang immediately lowered his head, "I took the initiative to climb into his, her, or his bed."
The man suddenly had a look of understanding. He put away his wooden sword and said scornfully: "So he is a scumbag? You want to run away after sleeping?"
Cao Mingliang had nothing to say.
He turned around and looked at the dead man. The last time he was in Qingshan Hospital was at night and he didn't turn on the lights, so he couldn't see clearly. Looking at it now, he had a dark face and pale skin. But if you look closely, it seems that the other person is indeed Is it a girl?
Boom!
At this second, thunder rang out in Cao Mingliang's mind!
What the hell is this? !
When he was looking at the dead man, the dead man was also looking at him. The cold dead man opened his mouth slightly and squeezed out two cold words: "Responsibility, responsibility!"
"Cough, cough!"
The man carrying a wooden sword on his back stepped forward and said to the dead man: "Well, your request is a bit too much. How can a living person be responsible for a dead person?"
The dead man was about to pounce on Cao Mingliang. The man turned around with a look of dismay on his face, patted Cao Mingliang on the shoulder and said, "Brother, this is the cause of your illness. You can figure it out."
"Well, this is the only room in my Taoist temple that is a little bit cleaner. I can give it to you, ahem, to stay here for two days. You can just settle the matter yourself."
"Well, I'm leaving first!"
After saying that, the man put away the black and white photos on the table and turned to leave, closing the door when he left.
In the room, a candle was burning with a faint light, and only Cao Mingliang and the dead female ghost were left, looking at each other.
Snapped!
Soon, several white "囍" characters were pasted on the doors and windows by a waist that was swaying in the night wind.
That night, someone entered the bridal chamber, but they didn't share the bed. I had to ask him, Cao Mingliang, if he had the guts to get on his horse and carry a gun? !
...
One day, two days, three days.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the day of the Qianzhi Village Village Festival arrived.
"Hurry up!"
"You guys, stop making trouble! The village festival is a big event!"
"You have to pay attention to your appearance!"
"Be serious!"
Yang Ning asked a few little guys to wash up and tidy up her appearance. She changed into a new pair of white clothes and white trousers of the same style. Her glasses were polished and there wasn't even a drop of eye droppings on her face. Under Beibei's almost perverted care, Every eyelash is shimmering!
Other little ghosts hand over towels, boil water, test the water temperature, and squeeze out toothpaste. The main thing is a fully automatic service!
As for Yang Ning himself, he stood there with his hands stretched out and his mouth open, motionless.
Yes, even brushing his teeth was done by Beibei with a toothbrush bit by bit.
At the beginning, Yang Ning was not very comfortable with it, but with Beibei's insistence, she passively accepted it.
While all the kids were busy, Fatty Sun came over with his intestines and little bald head carrying a toilet!
"Chengcheng! The village festival also has to poop! I know you are not used to squatting in this village!"
"I went with the little bald head to the hotel in the nearest town and stole a toilet!"
"Don't worry! We know toilets are expensive, so we'll pay for them!"
Yang Ning: "..."
He looked at the cheap guy who came back with the toilet in his arms and asked, "Where did you get the money?"
The little bald man pointed at Qianzhi Village and said, "There are a lot of rich people here!"
Yang Ning thought for a while and said, "Don't do this kind of thing in the future."
Fatty Sun immediately turned to the little bald man and said, "Look! I said you don't have to pay! You have to take off your pants and fart!"
Little bald head: "..."
After a lot of work, an extremely exquisite Yang Ning appeared.
At nine o'clock, Yang Ning stood on a millstone in the middle of Qianzhi Village and cleared his throat——
"Dear fellow citizens of Qianzhi Village, the annual Qianzhi Village Festival has begun!"
His long roar was followed by a sudden rumble——
Thousands of forests are surging, and birds and beasts are running together!
The whole mountain started to shake!
Yang Ning jumped down from the millstone and faced the dirt ground under her feet. The smile on her gentle face gradually became filled with a hint of weirdness and morbidity——
"You dare to ruin my business? Do you believe that I will kill you?!"
The next second, the mountain stopped shaking.
The smile on Yang Ning's face returned to normal. He straightened his collar, stretched out his hand to the side, and Shiwen handed two bright red flowers to his hand.
Yang Ning just glanced at the two flowers, and the two red flowers turned into one black and one white.
Tying the black and white flowers on his collar, Yang Ning turned around and looked at the end of Qianzhi Village, towards the top of the mountain, and said quietly: "Okay, folks, let's go?"
Bang! !
The doors of all the farmhouses in the village burst open at this moment!
Then, one after another, the villagers of Qianzhi Village, whose limbs were half broken and with red blood flowing, crawled out with pain on their faces!
Behind these villagers are the swaying ghosts of the dead!
Yang Ning waved to Zhi Lin's yard, and a little guy with short limbs and a vicious face quickly ran out of it, ran up to Yang Ning, and jumped into his hand!
After pinching the little turtle's cheek, Yang Ning said gently: "Little Shark, go take a rest and let him wake up."
The vicious little turtle bared his teeth at Yang Ning, then lay in his arms and closed his eyes and fell asleep.
When Yang Ning woke him up again, the vicious little turtle had disappeared, and the kind and optimistic little turtle was back.
He looked around in panic, grabbed Yang Ning's clothes, and cried: "Chengcheng, Chengcheng! It's over, it's over! This is it! Run, run!"
Yang Ning smiled slightly and carried him back to the mountain road outside the village entrance. He turned around and looked at Qianzhi Village in front of him, "Watch the little turtle, this will be the last time you see this quiet and beautiful village." place."
As he spoke, he took a step forward——
"flame."
boom! !
The fire dragon soared into the sky behind him. The sea of fire surged and swallowed up the courtyards of the surrounding villages in an instant!
Yang Ning held the nervous, anxious little turtle with tears in her eyes, walking on the mountain road in the middle of the village, strolling forward!
Behind him, the majestic sea of fire mercilessly devoured everything in this mountain village, turning it into ashes in an instant!
In front of him, the mountain village road that had existed for who knows how long had turned bright red, and the ground was covered with blood from the severed hands and feet of the people of Qianzhi Village!
At this time, Yang Ning stopped, and the sea of fire behind him also stopped spreading!
Yang Ning raised her head, smiled and said, "There's something missing, which means it's missing."
He looked at the people of Qianzhi Village who had gathered in front of them, lying on the ground and crawling forward, and said softly: "Cry."
"Ugh——"
Suddenly, hoarse howls suddenly erupted from everyone in Qianzhi Village!
pain! They really hurt!
The pain of having limbs cut off!
You still have to drag your festering limbs forward!
Immediately, everyone in Qianzhi Village burst into tears!
However, why didn't they cry before?
Because Yang Ning likes silence and doesn't want them to cry.
A man in red clothes quietly appeared next to the crying and crawling crowd. Zhang Wen in red clothes held a wad of paper money and threw it into the sky!
Wow!
Paper money was scattered all over the sky, and another red dress appeared in front of the crowd!
The enchanting red-dressed woman wearing a colorful mask stepped on stage steps, pinched her orchid fingers, and danced gracefully with a dramatic tune accompanied by the cries of the people behind her!
On the other side, the crazy-looking old man in red shrugged his shoulders and giggled: "This, how can this be a village festival?"
"This, this is a funeral for this village!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Yang Ning from behind whispered "Let's go" again, and immediately the man with colorful face and red clothes danced forward to lead the way. The four severed limbs on his body rubbed against the ground in great pain, and the people from Qianzhi Village, who were crying loudly, crawled behind him!
Those cries came from the heart of each of them, and they were extremely sad!
Nothing can be faked!
It's like crying to yourself in the grave!
Under them, the blood of the people in the same village dyed the entire mountain path red!
And Yang Ning...
He hugged the little turtle and walked forward, stepping on the blood of everyone in Qianzhi Village.
Behind him, the raging sea of fire was majestic and mercilessly devoured everything!
The fire was so fierce that it completely reduced all the small courtyards in the mountain villages to ashes in almost a second!
But the fire was very timid at the same time. It only dared to follow Yang Ning's footsteps and spread forward, not daring to take a step beyond Yang Ning!
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