Gamers Are Fierce

　　 Everyone has begun to adapt to Li Ang's intermittent play stubbornness. Even though they are slandered in their hearts, there is no expression on their faces.

After burying the mines, the mission team walked out of the cellar and watched Li Ang pull out the motor, welding machine and a large pile of scraps of steel, put together a vacuum cleaner, sucked the dust from the ground, and sprayed it in. Footprints are hidden in the cellar.

Then, everyone went to other places in the Guhan Temple and set up various hidden mines. Because the days of banqueting monsters are approaching, the temple will soon be full of monsters, so these mines need to be triggered by remote control to avoid accidental Automatically explode when touched

　　 Then, based on Chai Cuiqiao's intelligence and combined with the topography of the Guhan Temple, the task team formulated a plan to attack and kill the mandrill. The plan also included how to target the monsters who had participated in previous years.

　　 After a turn of time, another five days passed. During this period, nothing happened and everything was normal.

　　 On the sixth night of the night, the task teams that were fully prepared for battle returned to their respective guest rooms to rest.

　　 At midnight, Li Ang was lying on the bed and chatting with Chai Cuiqiao, discussing the world in the eyes of ghosts.

　　 Li Ang asked: "When people die, they turn into ghosts. Isn't it possible that the Yinsi Difu dispatches black and white impermanence, tauren, and detains ghosts?"

Chai Cuiqiao replied: "Under normal circumstances, this is true, but just like the impermanence of the Yangjian government, the black and white impermanence has something that cannot be taken into account. Some wild ghosts who have died have not been detained for a long time and have been resented. Nourish the bad luck, cultivate into a ghost, and harm one party, either to cultivate into a big ghost, a ghost king, or be overtaken by the Taoist monks in advance."

Chai Cuiqiao paused, seeming to be afraid of being misunderstood by Li Ang, and explained: "Of course there are some ordinary ghosts, and the grievances are not so great, but because the bones are buried in the blessed land of yin air flow, they can't escape. These ghosts will interact The living people on the ground do not offend the river water and live in peace. Under special circumstances, ghosts will help the living."

　　 Li Ang nodded when he heard the words, there was a story about ghosts helping others in "Yuewei Thatched Cottage Notes":

　　 There is a man named Liao in Nanxiang, Guangdong County. He buried all the unowned bones of the village and built a tomb for them, which he called a righteous grave.

Subsequently, a plague broke out around Guangdong County. The surnamed Liao dreamed of a hundred people standing in front of his house. One of them came up and told him, "The epidemic is coming. I hope you can burn a dozen pieces of paper. Zhanqi, and a hundred wooden knives wrapped in tin foil, so that we can fight the epidemic ghost to repay the village's kindness.

　　 The surname Liao was always good. According to the person in the dream, he burned the paper war flag and the tin foil wooden knife.

　　 One night a few days later, the people in the village heard the noise from outside the village, the sound of the addition of swords and soldiers, like an army fighting, and the sound gradually stopped until early morning.

　　 In the plague that ravaged Guangdong County, none of the people in this village contracted the disease.

There are many similar "little fresh" ghost stories in which humans and ghosts live in harmony. There are many strange and strange novel collections such as "Yuewei Thatched Cottage Notes" and "Strange Tales from a Liao Zhai" and "Youyang Miscellaneous Cu". The setting of the background, made a certain supplement, let Li Ang know that people and ghosts are not absolutely opposites.

Just as Li Ang was listening to the ghosts with gusto, he heard the sound of chanting poems outside the temple, and the sound of two people's debate and quarrel, followed by insults, and after a while, there were sounds of beatings. .

　　 Ghost?

Li Ang raised his eyebrows, and a ghost outside the wall shouted angrily: "This fellow criticized and refuted my poems. I was really upset. He beat him severely. Come on, Mr. in the courtyard. Listen to my article and give a good comment."

　　 After all, this ghost recites his own poems aloud, while chanting, clapping himself to the beat,

　　 There are hundreds of paragraphs in the poem, and when he chanted another ghost, he moaned and screamed while laughing at the clumsiness of the article.

　　 Li Ang listened by the window. To be fair, this piece of poem is really ordinary. There is always a sense of arty, arty, as a landlord who is not culturally squeezes out some gorgeous words.

　　 "Sir, what is this article like?"

　　 Li Ang slapped his mouth and smiled: "I am not in good health, I am afraid I can't stand your old fist."

　　As soon as the words fell, the ghost who had been beaten laughed presumptuously, while the ghost who read the poem was choked to speak, and left with angrily, still muttering something like "How reasonable!"

　　 The two ghosts left, the temple returned to silence, Li Ang and Chai Cuiqiao looked at each other.

　　 Tonight is the seventh day, and it is the last day of the time limit set by the system mission. Those ghosts who come to the party will arrive tomorrow...

　　 In the early morning of the next morning, everyone was boiling water for breakfast in the temple. They saw that the dark circles of Wanli Fengdao were quite serious. Xing Hechou asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

　　 "Don't mention it." Wanli Fengdao reluctantly said, "I had a dream last night and saw a graceful figure in a palace costume cleaning and tidying up in my room.

　　 The figure from the back is very good, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, I got up subconsciously from the bed, intending to look at her face-thinking whether this dream can be developed into a spring dream.

　　 As a result, she heard her footsteps turn her head, her figure was bulging forward, and her body was straight, but her face was a black, fat, and rugged man with a thick beard, who had competed against Zhang Fei and was comparable to Li Kui.

　　 I was scared and slept all night in bed. "

　　 Chun Meng turned into a nightmare, Xing Hechou and Monk Huizhen smiled slightly, but Li Ang nodded thoughtfully, "It's not necessarily a dream."

　　 "Huh?" Wanli Fengdao was taken aback. He didn't say that he was afraid of any ghosts, but if the monsters who were male and female last night were real, he knew what he wanted to do to him that day.

pick up soap.....?

　　 He had a sudden chill, and just wanted to ask a clear question, he saw Li Ang running to his room.

　　 In the room where Wanli Sealed the Knife, everything is as usual, but the air is filled with a seemingly fragrant fragrance.

　　 sniff, sniff,

　　 After carefully distinguishing, there seems to be a scent in the faint fragrance?

　　 Li Ang frowned slightly, the soles of his shoes stepped on the ground, his feet pressed twice on the wall, his palms hooked on the beams of the room.

　　 He turned on the beam like a cat and found that the gentleman Liang Shang was not the only one.

　　 A male fox with a gray-black coat and extremely long beard is also lying on the beam.

　　 "Hello?" Li Ang said first.

　　 "..." The black fox was stunned for a while, and then said in a rough uncle's voice: "Good in here?"

　　 Li Ang was taken aback, and asked, "Are you a fox from Fujian?"

　　 "Huh?" The black fox exclaimed in surprise, "Do you know that I am the pinch of Hu Jian Fox?"

　　 Hehe, because the ordinary roar in it is not standard.