dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Seeing Emperor Mo take out the bathtub and fill it with water from the train to take a bath as if no one else was around, the modest gentleman Chang Huaiyuan immediately retreated into the distance with a smile.

While scolding Mo Huang for being a hooligan, Chen Daji took out a few large buckets from the Dora basket and distributed them to the people who were stained with shit, and asked them to take water from the train to take a bath.

As a result, the originally dry Gobi instantly turned into a cheerful open-air bathhouse.

The reason why it is so "troublesome", as we said before:

It doesn't rain at all here, and any rain-calling spells are useless.

Since Mr. Chen is a ghost now, he has no entity at all, so he just kindly helped the young skinheads take a bath.

And, of course, little fascists and bubble crabs.

Not to mention, a group of chubby kids taking a bath with their buttocks naked, the scene is still very pleasing.

Especially when rubbing each other's bald heads for each other, there will be creaking sounds.

Chen was always restless, and after teasing for a while, the chubby kids spoke to the towel-wrapped Emperor Mo.

"I said unethical drivers, have you made a fortune recently?"

"Good guy, has the shotgun been replaced by a cannon, and the car has been replaced by a train?!"

Hearing the words, Emperor Mo chuckled cheaply, and while motioning for someone Chen to rub his back, he opened his mouth to answer.

"What a fortune, the old man's train is completely assembled by himself."

"Parts are all about picking up!"

Chen sneered when he heard the words, and gave Mo Huang a few vicious rubs before speaking.

"Why don't you brag that we can still play together in the future!"

"Pick up parts and put them on a train? How can there be such a good thing, you will bring us one next time!"

However, Emperor Mo has an attitude of whether you want to believe it or not.

"I really picked it up...or you lost it!"

Someone Chen was stunned: "What... what? Why don't we know about the train parts that my house had?!"

Being asked by someone like Chen, it was rare for Emperor Mo to show some embarrassment.

"Prime Minister, your family does not have a train but a boat..."

"Boat?! Damn it!" Hearing the words, the scourge suddenly realized.

"What the hell, the last time Uncle Zhang hit two coffins with a boat, all the parts on the floor were sneakily picked up by you old boy?!"

"I said why Ba Ye lay on the ground looking for a long time, his crotch was worn out, and he didn't even find a hair!"

"You are so wicked!!"

Hearing this, Emperor Mo was not ashamed but proud, snatched the scourge of the cigarette stuck between his teeth, put it in his mouth and smoked it beautifully.

"That is required!"

"Picking things up is a matter of quick hands or slow hands!"

Just when Mo Huang was complacent, he didn't realize that the scourge had secretly replaced the bath towel with a steel wool ball.

Then the screams sounded, and there was another burst of cursing and jumping...

After everyone finally finished washing, Chang Huaiyuan walked over holding the still unconscious child ghost.

"Senior Mo Huang never shows up for any important events, but this time he came here to help the poor Xuan clan's beings?"

After being hit by Chang Huaiyuan's words, Emperor Mo nodded in embarrassment.

"Hey, if you want to say that you are biased, Lord Long, why do you have to point it out directly?"

"Old man, I originally wanted to take this opportunity to hit the prime minister again!"

Someone Chen: "..."

"Fuck, you old boy, explain the spell thing clearly!"

"Why is it a one-off!!"

As an ancient existence, the red-headed snake is still relatively simple, and has no understanding of the dangers of the world where the scourge is located.

Hearing this, he immediately brought the big red head over curiously.

"Master, Major General, please forgive the little snake for being ignorant, is there still a one-time use of the spell?"

"Yeah, isn't that right!" Mr. Chen shook his head and recited the spell like a shrew eager to confide.

"Cheng Dae Cheng Dae will appear soon, I am your son Wang Bajing!"

After reading it, he pointed to the center of his eyebrows and said, "Look at the red-faced brother, doesn't it work?!"

"There are no troops in the small town?!"

The red-headed snake feels that his three views have been completely subverted: This, this is also called a spell?

Are all spells so random now? !

It seems that the Major General bombarded the old man with a thunderbolt, there is still some reason...