dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Seeing everyone looking at each other in blank dismay, the old donkey became even more anxious, and kept yelling ah, ah, ah.

If Chen Daji hadn't carefully observed that it was a jackass before, he would have even wondered if it was a dystocia...

"Donkey, brother donkey, can you speak Chinese?"

"It's really not good, our boss can understand English too... What the hell, can't English? Then I can only write it out!"

While talking, Chen Daji picked up a dead branch and stuffed it into the old donkey's mouth, and then his face was full of anticipation.

Seeing Chen Dage, who was even more stupid than himself, the old donkey was speechless for a while.

Resisting the urge to kick this guy away, he looked pitifully at the smartest Hua Jiunan.

Faced with the high expectations of the old donkey, Hua Jiunan suddenly felt "Alexander".

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and immediately thought of the universal translator - the wicked cocoon.

Amidst the strange laughter of Mai's grandma, Kuide Yu appeared in front of everyone with a puff of black smoke.

After figuring out the situation in front of him, he immediately communicated with the old donkey in a hurry.

In just three or five sentences, the wicked cocoon figured out the general meaning of the other party.

Pointing to the old donkey, he translated to everyone: "His master was beaten up first, and then arrested again!"

Everyone: "..."

Chen Daji looked stunned: "This, this is the end?!"

Wicked Cocoon nodded deeply: "Well, it's over!"

Seeing that they were still chattering, the old donkey anxiously bit the edge of Chen Daji's bastard and threw him onto his back.

Then he jumped up and down and ran towards the direction of Huang Chao.

Hua Jiu couldn't see this, and hurriedly jumped on Chang Baye's back again.

"Grandma, grandma, you go home first, Daji and I will go and have a look!"

The heroic ghost Xin Lianshan was not by his side when he returned to the underworld, so the wicked cocoon naturally took on the important task of protecting Chen Daji.

Seeing this, he took a big step and followed closely behind.

"Wait, little monster! I'll fight for you too!"

Grandma Mai looked at their backs as they went away, and turned to ask the deaf grandma.

"Big sister, do you want us old sisters to follow?!"

The deaf mother-in-law thought for a moment and shook her head.

"Xiao Jiu's current skills are no worse than ours."

"You and I should go to the coffin shop first to find out what happened!"

"Senior Ma, you also come home with us and recognize the door."

Mo Zhe Ma Mingyang nodded slightly when he heard the words.

Because when the two elders went to Shanhaiguan to meet Chang Huaiyuan and his party, they set off from Maishan.

And I have never been home, so I don't know what happened at home.

the other side:

In desperation for the Savior, the old donkey was faster than when he came here, and could run several meters away every time.

It's just that Chen Daji on his back suffered: under the violent bumps, our major general got "motion sickness" and vomited wildly.

After a little effort, one man and one donkey encountered the ghost soldiers patrolling under Huang Chao's command again.

The ghost soldier was startled when he saw the old donkey, and hurried back to report, muttering.

"General, something is wrong with the general! The donkey that kicked our brother to death is back!"

"There is also a big king and eight spirits on his back!"

As mentioned earlier, Huang Chao is the only ruthless person in the history of China who took the initiative to subdue the bone of a thousand-year-old soul.

After eating the wronged soul bone, you will never be reborn!

The soul wanders in this world, suffering the pain of Ling Chi every moment.

That is really impossible to survive, impossible to die! (See Chapters Six and Seven for details.)

There is only one way to get rid of this pain, and that is to find a ginseng plant that is more than a thousand years old, together with a large number of other natural treasures, boil it with a secret method and take it.

From then on, not only will he no longer have to endure the pain of soul-eating and bone-scratching, but his morality will also increase greatly.

With Huang Chao's life and state, at least he can escape from the shackles of ghosts and immortals.

At this time, the general who "covers the whole city with golden armor" is trying his best to capture a thousand-year-old ginseng.

Standing in the distance with a solemn face, he directed a group of ghost soldiers to slowly surround a doll.

Shenwa leaned against a big tree with a terrified expression: she was wearing braids, wearing a red apron, and stood on the snow with a pair of white and tender feet.

The ghost soldiers approached little by little with red ropes in their hands.

At this critical moment, the shouts of the messenger ghost soldiers stunned the group of ghosts who were slowly approaching.

Shen Wa also took advantage of this opportunity and disappeared into a puff of white mist.

When it reappeared, it was already next to another big tree a hundred meters away.

However, the little guy was obviously out of breath, and it was obvious that performing such a secret escape technique would take a lot of effort for him.

Seeing this, Huang Chao ordered his subordinates to quickly surround him while yelling curses.

"Wine bags and rice bags are all wine bags and rice bags!"

"An old donkey without an owner and a ground turtle can't handle it, and you still have to ask the general for help. What use are you!"

After saying this, the golden saber slashed out, and the ghost soldier who reported the letter was cut in two.

Amidst the screams, it turned into a puff of black smoke and was sucked into Huang Chao's body.

Seeing this, the ghost soldiers who rounded up Canwa became more cautious.

He was afraid that a slight mistake would anger his own commander and end up being swallowed.