Chapter 33

Everyone has begun to adapt to Li Ang's intermittent teasing, even though they are slandering in their hearts, there is no expression on their faces.

After laying the mines, the mission team walked out of the cellar and watched as Li Ang took out a motor, a welder, and a lot of bits and pieces of steel, and assembled a vacuum cleaner to suck dust from the ground and spray it into the ground. Cover footprints in the cellar.

Then, everyone went to other places in the Guhan Temple and set up various hidden mines. Because the day of feasting monsters is approaching, the temple will soon be full of monsters, so these mines need to be triggered by remote control, so as not to accidentally Automatically explode on touch

Then, based on Chai Cuiqiao's information and the topography of the Guhan Temple, the mission team formulated a plan to attack and kill the mandrill. The plan also included how to target the demons who had participated in the past years.

Time turned, and another five days passed. During this period, nothing happened, and everything was as usual.

On the night of the sixth day, the mission team, which was fully prepared for combat, went back to the guest room assigned to each person to rest.

In the middle of the night, Li Ang was lying on the bed chatting with Chai Cuiqiao, discussing the world in the eyes of ghosts.

Li Ang asked: "When a person dies, he turns into a ghost. Isn't there someone from the Underworld that sends black and white impermanence to arrest the ghost?"

Chai Cuiqiao replied: "Under normal circumstances, this is true, but just like the fast-moving government servants in the Yangjian government, black and white impermanence also has things that can't be taken into account. Some lonely ghosts who died violently were not detained for a long time and were resented." The bad luck is nourished, and if one becomes a fierce ghost and harms one party, one must either cultivate into a great ghost or ghost king, or be rescued in advance by the Taoist monks who come and go."

Chai Cuiqiao paused for a moment, as if she was afraid of being misunderstood by Li Ang, and explained: "Of course there are some ordinary ghosts, whose resentment is not so great, but because the bones are buried in the blessed place where Yin Qi circulates, they can't escape. The living people on the ground do not interfere with the water of the river, and live in peace. Under special circumstances, ghosts will also help the living people."

Li Ang nodded upon hearing the words. There is a story about ghosts helping others in "Yuewei Thatched Cottage Notes":

There was a man surnamed Liao in Nanxiang, Guangdong County. He collected and buried the unowned skeletons around the village, and built a grave for them, which he called a funeral tomb.

Later, a plague broke out around Guangdong County. A man surnamed Liao dreamed that a hundred people were standing in front of his house, and one of them came up to him and told him, "The plague ghost is coming, I hope you can burn a dozen or so pieces of paper." Battle flags, and a hundred wooden knives wrapped in tin foil, so that we can fight the plague ghosts to repay the kindness of the village.

The surname Liao was a good thing, according to the request of the man in the dream, he burned the paper battle flag, tin foil and wooden knife,

A few nights later, the people in the village heard the noise outside the village, the sound of swords and soldiers clashing, as if there was an army fighting, and the sound did not stop until early morning.

During the plague that ravaged Guangdong County, no one in this village was infected.

There are many similar "little fresh" ghost stories in which humans and ghosts live in harmony, such as "Yuewei Thatched Cottage Notes", "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio", and "Youyang Miscellaneous Zu" and other collections of ghost novels. Some supplements were made to let Li Ang know that people and ghosts are not absolutely opposed to each other.

Just when Li Ang was listening to ghosts talking nonsense with relish, he heard the sound of reciting poems outside the temple, as well as the sound of two people arguing and arguing, followed by insults, and after a while, there was the sound of beating .

ghost?

Li Ang raised his eyebrows, and a ghost outside the wall shouted angrily: "This guy criticized and refuted my poems, which made me really angry and beat him up. How about this, sir in the yard, come and listen to me." Listen to my article and comment on it.”

After all, the ghost recited his own poem aloud, applauding himself to beat the time as he recited,

There are hundreds of paragraphs in the poem, and when he recited it, another ghost moaned and cried out in pain, while laughing at the clumsiness of the article.

Li Ang was listening by the window. In all fairness, the writing of this piece of poetry is really ordinary. There is always a feeling of an uneducated landlord and old money scraping his stomach to squeeze out some gorgeous words and sentences, which is arty.

"Sir, what do you think of this article?"

Li Ang smacked his lips and said with a smile: "I'm not in good health, I'm afraid I can't stand your old fist."

As soon as the words fell, the beaten ghost laughed wantonly, while the ghost who recited the poem was choked so speechless, he left angrily, muttering something in his mouth, "It's unreasonable!"

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

After tonight is the seventh day, the last day of the time limit set by the system task, those ghosts who came to the banquet will arrive tomorrow...

In the early morning of the next day, everyone was boiling water for breakfast in the monastery. Seeing that Wanli Fengdao had serious dark circles under his eyes, Xing Hechou asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

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

The figure from the back is very good, I subconsciously got up from the bed, intending to look at her face - wondering if I could develop this dream into a sexual dream.

As a result, when she heard the footsteps, she turned her head. Her figure was protruding forward and backward, and her body was sleek and smooth, but her face was a black, fat, and extremely rough bearded man. He surpassed Zhang Fei and was comparable to Li Kui.

I was so frightened and wilted that I lay in bed all night without sleep. "

Chunmeng turned into a nightmare, Xing Hechou and Monk Huizhi smiled, but Li Ang nodded thoughtfully, "It's not necessarily a dream."

"Ah?" Wan Lifengdao was taken aback. He didn't mean to be afraid of any ghosts, but that if the monster with male head and female body last night was real, he knew what he wanted to do to him that day.

pick up soap.....?

He suddenly had a chill, and just as he was about to ask a question, he saw Li Ang running to his room.

Everything in Wanli Fengdao's room was as usual, but there was a faint fragrance in the air.

sniff, sniff,

After carefully distinguishing, there seems to be a foul smell mixed in that faint fragrance?

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

He rolled over the beam like a cat, and found that he was not the only gentleman on the beam.

A male fox with gray-black fur and extremely long beard was also lying on the beam.

"Hello?" Li Ang said first.

"...." Heihu froze for a moment, held back for a long time, and then said in a rough uncle's voice: "How is Li?"

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

"Eh?" The black fox said in shock: "How does Li Su know that I belong to Hu Jian's fox?"

Hehe, because the normal yelling here is not standard.