69novels Chapter 66
Chapter 66
When the bull head and horse face arrived, what I saw was such a wonderful shape.
Tang Jiujiu held a pig's ear the size of a cattail fan in each hand, and rode on the back of a wild boar more than 4 meters long, and the wild boar was crazily trampling the flowers and plants in the flower field.
"Oh my God, as expected of the second brother, the wild boar spirit of more than 2000 years can be subdued and used as a mount."
"But how could he, who is so good, come here to embarrass these people? Could it be that the second brother wants to drink soy milk."
A skeleton ghost next to him cried and rolled to the feet of the bull-headed horse face. "Don't dare to deceive the two adults, this matter was originally our fault."
"But although we have made mistakes, we will not kill them all. I beg you two to persuade Tang officials to forgive us."
Niutauma looked at each other face to face, put on an official prestige, stroked his non-existent beard, and asked loudly: "Why did you offend Tang Daguan?"
"Our second brother is the most impartial and strict. He will never kill a good ghost by mistake. Tell me quickly what you have done."
"We... we had an enmity with a few students of Tang Daguanren Academy. When the high officials were away, we pretended to be gods and beat them up. I thought this was done seamlessly, God knows I know, you know and I know, I didn't expect to be found out by Tang Daguan."
"Riding this big wild boar is now trying to flatten our messy graveyard."
"The little old man hides in this place and lives peacefully. He will never dare to make trouble. If it wasn't for being bullied too much by those students who shit in my mouth, I wouldn't be able to do such a thing."
"I beg the two adults to help us beg for mercy."
"Shit in your mouth? This student may not be too naughty."
"Why does it taste so good! The taste is too strong!"
"It's really bullying ghosts too much, but..." After all, saving your life is the most important thing. As the saying goes, dead friends don't die poor people.
snort!plead?The wild boar in front of me is more than two meters high and four meters long. Who dares to go up and stop it.Didn't you see that buddy sleeping on the ground next to him?He fell like a broken scarecrow, his legs and feet were deformed, and he fell limply on the ground. No one would dare to go up and stop him.
The two of them sneered and said, "Hmph! Evil people have their own way, and second brother's academy is also a place where you can go?"
"Don't weigh how heavy you are."
"Impossible!"
Looking at the sea of flowers in front of him, it was almost flattened by Chen Meng.In the next second, those red eyes looked at the woods, turned around and were about to run towards the woods.Even the bull's head and horse's face were taken aback.He quickly dodged and hid on a very thick tree.
The ghosts in the forest stomped their feet anxiously. "I beg you two adults to help us, if it is too late, I'm afraid the whole forest will have to be turned over by this wild boar spirit!"
"I'm afraid that even the dead bones buried in the ground will have to be plowed out by its big teeth! We are going to be dug three feet into the ground, and we will die without a place to die!"
"We knew we were wrong, and we will do our best to repay you two adults for saving your life."
Tang Jiujiu and You Guang didn't know about the lively noise on their side.What they fought with Chen Meng was inseparable.If You Guang hadn't hugged Tang Jiujiu's waist tightly, Tang Jiujiu would have been thrown off by Chen Meng long ago, and trampled to a pulp under his feet.
You Guang's long and slender fingers crossed Tang Jiujiu's fingers and they held each other tightly.
"Don't worry, I'm here."
Zhutuan Meiren also did her best to save Tang Jiujiu.She was petite and small, but she rushed to Chen Meng's body alone, holding Chen Meng's sharp fangs with both hands.The sharp teeth were like knives, piercing into Zhu Tuan's delicate hands, shedding bits and pieces of blood.
Chen Meng smelled the familiar smell of fresh blood, and there was a scent of flowers in the smell of blood, like gooseberries and cloves.It's the taste of my own beauty...
You Guang also took advantage of the trend, and tapped a few acupuncture points on Chen Meng's neck and shoulders, and Chen Meng finally calmed down slowly.
He was so tired that he was panting, wheezing and wheezing like a leaking bellows.While panting, he kept pacing in the flower fields, but at least he no longer sprinted frantically.
Looking at the bull-headed horse-face hiding in the woods to watch the excitement, he finally felt relieved.If this matter really got serious, Tang Jiujiu would level up the entire mess of graves just because the ghosts beat up a few people. I'm afraid even they wouldn't be able to level up the matter.
When the time comes, the paper will not be able to contain the fire, and the matter will become a big deal, and Tang Jiujiu will have to be taken to King Yama for questioning again.
Fortunately, fortunately, the situation was brought under control before it became irreversible.
Everything is just right now.
Wasn't the human face being trampled flat?After a year, when the spring breeze blows and grows again, they will naturally grow again.It's just that the recovery of the soul is slower, who asked them to provoke the second brother by themselves.
The situation had just been brought under control, and the two bull-headed horsemen with good economic acumen immediately started talking about their business experience again.
"My God, isn't the second brother's upgraded wild boar look much more handsome than the one holding the Bana flower last time?"
"We need to keep pace with the times in our business. Second brother has found a mount, so our evil portrait must be updated."
"Yes, yes, you are right, we have to add the second brother's mount. This big wild boar looks so exciting!"
"This time, let's change the look of the second brother riding on a wild boar. It will definitely be more evil. When the news of him riding a wild boar all over the graves gets out, which ghost dares to provoke him? I'm not afraid that he will ride the wild boar spirit and give the graves to ordinary people." Yet?"
"This evil spirit effect cannot be leveraged!"
"It makes sense, it makes sense, shall we add the Bana Flower?"
"Add it, how can we not add it? Let's put a Bana flower on the wild boar's head. Then the second brother puts the wild boar's ear in one hand and holds the Bana flower in the other. How about this composition!"
"Second brother rode a wild boar spirit mount, and bald all the manhua sand beads along Huangquan Road. How heroic, how domineering, and how evil and crazy is this?"
"It makes sense, it makes sense. When it comes to painting composition, you are better than Brother Ma."
"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, I also followed the gossip tabloids for a while, and followed in the footsteps of my second brother to learn a little bit of superficial ideas."
"Someone... no... a ghost."
"You...do you two have any orders?"
"Are there any scholars in your messy graveyard? The kind who can draw."
"Yes... yes."
"Hurry up and bring the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and let the second brother ride on the wild boar. This appearance will be reproduced. It must be 100% original and authentic."
"Brother Ma, if we don't sell such good paintings for 50 taels of silver, we will be at a loss."
"50 taels of silver, how is it enough?"
"The last picture of the second brother holding the flowers on the other side, isn't it just 50 taels? This is still in short supply! This time, we added the ferocious wild boar essence that has lived for more than 2000 years. The number of people doubled, and the effect of the town house was naturally doubled. Why not 80 taels of silver!"
"It makes sense, it makes sense, brother Ma, your economic acumen is even better!"
On the side of the bull's head and horse's face, a sallow, emaciated, consumptive ghost scholar floated in mid-air and struggled to paint.One look at Tang Jiujiu, and he had to hold his chest to calm down for a long time.He was coughing and wheezing, his hands were trembling, and he wanted to cough up his lungs with a single stroke.
"What's going on, can it work!"
"Do you have any other ghosts here? The ones that don't shake their hands!"
Before the picture was finished, a white skull rolled out of the grass, with a few teeth missing, the words leaked, and some decaying weeds floated out of the black eye sockets facing the wind.It has been buried for some years at a glance.
"I... I... I, the old skeleton, can give it a try."
While speaking, there was a crackling sound, and from the grass, the bird's nest, and the mud, he managed to scrape out half a shoulder blade and an arm.
Skull waved the crippled little arm to replace the sick scholar.
The bull's head and horse's face looked around.
"Forget it, let's get taller among the dwarves. This piece of cemetery is too uneducated, so I have to use this sick scholar."
"Why did you die? Why are you shaking so badly? It's like sifting chaff."
"My lords, what the villain suffers from is tuberculosis."
"Pulmonary tuberculosis? I heard a miracle doctor said that Atractylodes macrocephala is very good."
The tuberculosis ghost, coughing continuously, bursting into tears like rain, pounded his chest and cried, "My lords, I was put to death by Baishu!"
Crying to the point where he was sad, he stretched his hand into his arms, his face twitched, and from his heart, he pulled out two pieces of pus and blood, red with black, two lung leaves that had been completely honeycombed. slip in hand...
This situation and this scene made the bull-headed horse with intensive phobia feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, like a light on his back, like a stick in his throat...
Not to mention that the blood on the two lung lobes was all splashed on the carefully prepared rice paper with gold leaf on the bull's head and horse face.Little by little, like wintersweet blooming in the snow.
"Fuck! You're dead, aren't you? How dare you scare your grandpa like that!"
"Brother Niu, beat him up, it's against the sky, you want to scare us with two lung leaves."
"Let me tell you, we serve Master Zhong Kui every day to eat ghosts. Just like you, we will beat each other."
"I...I...I...I didn't."
"I just want to say that Baizhu can't cure tuberculosis!"
"Can't be cured!"
"Brother Niu, don't talk nonsense with me, hit him." Before the picture came out, there was a crackling and more punching. The tuberculosis ghost was beaten, and the lung leaves flew away, and the lung tube was pulled out.
Now he finally no longer shakes his hands... he can draw properly...
The fight here was in full swing, but Tang Jiujiu and the others finally calmed down.Tang Jiujiu was sweating all over his head and face, and his clothes were completely wet and stuck to his back.
There is blood between the fingers... silky buttons...
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感谢在2021-09-1720:41:55~2021-09-1807:37:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 496725051;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!