Kneeling and begging to break up

After night fell, Ao Jin ate a full stomach and lay down on the bed of the village chief's son-in-law with a sad face.This bed has been voluntarily given up by the village chief's son and daughter-in-law to sleep for the two big bosses.

Xia Dao sat next to him with her knees hugged, her head buried in her knees, and she looked very bad.

Ao Jin is originally a dragon who doesn't need to sleep on time every day like humans. Seeing Xia Dao's appearance, he turned over and sat up: "What's wrong with you?"

Xia Dao said in a muffled voice, "I was wondering if my father and mother would come to see me."

Ao Jin thought: "It will definitely, you think..." Xia Dao cast a hopeful look, and Ao Jin said, "If there is no you, who will spend their tens of millions of wealth?"

Xia Dao: "..."

Xia Dao: "You are so annoying!"

Ao Jin changed his words from good to bad, and took the plain and warm version: "No, no, they will definitely come to you. You are their biological child."

After hearing Ao Jin's previous words, Xia Dao said quietly, "False."

Xia Dao was sad, but by the next morning, his Amway was not sad at all. A little Douding stood in front of a group of young people and spoke in high spirits. Ao Jin nodded repeatedly. I feel admiration in my heart, and I feel that this little crying bag is similar to the kind of young president with a fragile heart and a capable appearance in the novels that the viewer read before.

The time for the villagers to worship the gods is on the fifteenth day of each month, which is the night of this day.With the joint efforts of Xia Dao and Ao Jin, relying on the active support of the village head's son and wife, they gathered a considerable number of younger brothers and organized the queue in a decent manner. Before leaving, the village head's son counted: "Probably nearly half people."

Because of the miraculous birth rate in the village, most of the people in the village are still young and middle-aged.

Ao Jin satisfied: "Very well, tonight is the time for everyone to give it a go. Our boss Xia has let go, and the resistance war will start at night! You think that in this village, you don't even have a chance to enjoy it, so that's it. Are you going to spend your whole life doing nothing?"

The new recruits raised their hands in unison: "I don't want to!"

"Do you want to go to the city to live in a big house with running water, no need to boil hot water, see handsome men and beautiful women in a small box every day, and play endless games in your life?"

Brothers: "Think!!"

Xia Dao: "Do you want soft sister coins?"

The younger brothers who have already understood the charm of Ruanmeibi shouted loudly: "I want to!!!"

Xia Dao: "The one who defeats the most enemies will get the first-class merit, and the bonus will be 500 million!"

Brothers: "500 million! 500 million!"

………………

That's why Bi Hua, Pu Tongren and others encountered such a scene when they arrived in the village.The two brothers of the Mo family were rather pitiful, because they were kicked out to bring back the remaining two sacrifices after sending back the two children, and missed the recruitment work of Boss Xia and Boss Ao.

The village was not very big at first, and the ancestral hall was behind the open space in the center. The place where the group fights are now used for sacrificial ceremonies. Once this fight occurs, it is inevitable that they will inadvertently cut down the pillars of the ancestral hall gate, or fly The hoe that went out smashed the paper door of the ancestral hall.

How could the painted skin ghosts who were happily waiting for sacrifices in the ancestral hall be willing?Immediately, he got angry, and a gloomy ghost wind blew in the open space, making people shudder.The old villagers were still afraid at the beginning, and they wanted to escape, and they were no match for the young man who had Ao Jin, the murderous god, as his backer in his heart, and he was beaten to death.

Pu Tongyan: "...Huh."

The Painted Skin Ghosts roared from the ancestral hall, broke through the door, and dozens of ghost shadows rushed towards the villagers in the open space. Just as they were about to succeed, the night sky suddenly burst into golden light, and several figures flew down from the golden light one after another. After counting, all the Aojin family members who were still nesting in the Qingxuan Temple before playing mahjong and hanging cards are all here.

Originally, Ao Jin was high-spirited and was about to turn into a real body to swallow all these ghosts. Seeing that grandpa, aunt, aunt, aunt, cousin, cousin, etc. all came, he shrank on the spot and hugged Xia Rice: "Why——"

It's a rare opportunity to do something big by myself, why did the whole family come here!There are only a dozen ghosts here, how can there be so many gluttonous points!

Just as she was thinking about it, the dragon girl stretched out her flying white silk and satin, and caught the dumbfounded ghosts in the air. Because these painted skin ghosts hadn't replenished their strength for ten years, even their bodies had rotted away, so they could only bare their souls.It was obviously a very bad mess, but it was able to create a terrifying atmosphere filled with ghosts, which can be regarded as the unique "wisdom of life" of these unlucky ghosts...

The old dragon king rushed over excitedly, and was about to give his grandson a hug, but saw that his grandson was hugging another little boy, he hesitated for a moment: "Grandson, who is this?"

The question of the old Dragon King is also a question on the hearts of everyone in the village: Who are the people who come out of this group of lights?

This is the real fairy!The villagers knelt down tremblingly, and bowed to each other.

The dragon girl slipped the painted skin ghosts strung together in a string to the other picture, trembling: "It's your turn."

Bi Hua is still sitting on top of Mo Da!It didn't matter that those ghosts approached him, but it scared Mo Da and Mo Er Mazi to pee!An unsteadiness almost threw Bi Hua, who had been sitting on Mo Da's shoulders, to the ground.

Bi Hua leapt up, recovered his real body in mid-air, dressed up in a wide-sleeved robe, and held the little nurse in his arms, smiling happily: "It's so cute."

The dragon girl who was carrying the ghost skewer was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

What's so cute about this ghost string?After a while, she realized that what he was talking about was Putongren.

Bi Hua stared at Pu Tongyan for several times, then looked up coldly at the ferocious faces of those enemies, and remained silent for a while.Pu Tongren thought he had something to say, but after a while, Bi Hua just raised his hand, and smacked the mob of Huaskin ghosts away with his palm.

After the last enemy knew about it, Bihua lowered his head and looked at Pu Tongren in his arms, his cold eyes had turned into burning eyes, and they became more and more perverted: "—Tong Tong, I found that you seem a little cute like this .”

It's not a little cute, it's super, very, super, the world, no, the cutest in the universe!Bi Hua looks calm on the outside, but his heart is so excited that he is tumbling.

... Bi Hua kind of wished that he could take a few drops of nectar from the jade bottle.

The ghostly spirit lingering on the top of Mojia Village dissipated, and the cold moon shone on the villagers through the clouds.Ao Jin was still very unhappy because his heroic actions were interrupted by his family members, while the son of the village chief took his wife carefully to the doll who was surrounded by gods, who they thought was a monster at first: "Hey, before, Does what you say count?"

Xia Dao's world view tonight has been shattered many times, and at this time he said dullly: "But you didn't send us away - the money is gone, but I will tell my parents to let them send people to investigate and help build your From the village, I will try to help you enter a well-off society as soon as possible..."

Xia Dao: A failed birthday, a cake for no reason, an irresponsible babysitter, what are they all...

The little Xia Daoyang looked at the moon in the sky, and had the illusion that he had grown a hundred years old overnight.

The Dragon King's family came in a hurry, and left in a hurry.The whole thing feels anticlimactic, as if everything started out so troublesome and ended up being so easy to fix.

Before parting, Ao Jin gave Xia Dao a small luminous pearl, and said before the other party said how much of this pearl he could buy with his family's money: "If you speak to this pearl, I can hear it. Isn't that true?" Ordinary Ye Mingzhu can do it!"

Xia Dao said with a stern face: "Now we have phones and watches—" Can there be fewer phones to make night pearls?But after all, it was a gift from Ao Jin to him. Moreover, he thought he would never see Ao Jin again, but this Ye Mingzhu given to him by Ao Jin meant that they would have the opportunity to keep in touch and meet each other in the future. An Ipad or a pear phone is much more meaningful, it is the medium of communication between him and his amazing new friend.

Xia Dao whispered, "Thank you."

Ao Jin stretched out his hand to grab Xia Dao's left hand, wanting to give him the Ye Mingzhu, but Xia Dao cried out in pain: "Ah!"

Ao Jin was so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand: "What's the matter? Did I use too much force? Did it hurt you?"

Xia Dao's face turned pale, and she clutched her left arm: "No..."

Since he was born, his left arm has been congenitally disabled, and his reaction is always half a beat slow, and he can't do fine movements, as if it's not an arm he grew out of himself, but a very realistic prosthetic limb.And you have to take sedative painkillers regularly, otherwise it will be extra painful.

It has been two days since I arrived in Mojia Village. On the first night, Xia Dao's left arm started to hurt, and he has been enduring the pain until now.

Pu Tonglin nestled in Bihua's arms, and originally pushed Bihua's face so close, but when she heard it, she extracted the key word: "left arm?" She patted Bihua quickly, "Did you hear that, This kid has a problem with his left arm!"

Bi Hua nodded perfunctorily, still wanting to rub Pu Tongren's face, such an opportunity doesn't come every day: "Yeah."

Pu Tongyi slapped Bi Hua's face: "Left arm! Can you be normal for a little bit! The thief who stole the Dragon Ball for Ao Jin 500 years ago had his left arm cut off—oh, All right." Pu Tongyan muttered, "Grand Thief, Xia Dao. Okay, I understand."

Bi Hua persevered, and continued to imagine rubbing the face of the cute Putongren daughter like a papa: "You don't care what they do, the Dragon Clan will not treat their friends badly, Ao Jin will definitely help him heal—" Bi Hua said with a gesture Picking up Little Simba and hugging Pu Tongyan, he was extremely greasy and tried to forcefully flirt, if it weren't for his face that was as beautiful as a picture, he might look like a pervert at this time, "Just look at me—" —Let me rub it!"

Bi Hua stretched out the sinful idiot face towards the little Pu Tongren. At this moment, smoke suddenly rose from Pu Tongren's body, and Bi Hua felt his hands sinking: "..."

The grown-up Pu Tongyan smirked: "Rub it, huh?"

"I should go." The dragon girl was still watching Bi Hua and Pu Tongren with her head tilted, suddenly she turned her ear, and she heard something, and stretched out her hand to take back her Feixian belt. Tongren and Bihua separated, and took back the jade pendant on Pu Tongren's body.

Pu Tongren originally thought that the dragon girl was going to take the jade pendant back, but she flew into three balls of light with the snap of her fingers, and then handed the jade pendant back: "Three drops of nectar, if you need it, you can take it yourself I hope you two can free 99 ghosts from the Hundred Ghost Banner as soon as possible."

Pu Tongyan wondered: "...how come you, Dragon Girl, are so concerned about the matter of Baiguiban..."

The dragon girl revealed the truth expressionlessly: "The population of the present world has increased rapidly, and there are no longer enough staff in the underworld. I will wait for you 99 ghosts to quickly make up for your evil karma and join the work."

...too realistic.

Putong was sweating coldly: "...ah, okay, okay, do you and Bodhisattva have something important to do, we won't bother you—"

The dragon girl said flatly: "No, it's Shancai who came here and said that the real king would not leave in Mount Luojia and has been bothering him. If we don't go back, he will be angry." After finishing speaking, the dragon girl looked expectantly. The boy in the garden said he was going to leave, but his feet seemed to be fixed on the ground, motionless.

Putongyan was speechless: "..."

She can see now that the dragon girl seems to have no desire to go back to Luojia Mountain to see the real king, so she has nothing to say to her.The problem is - she must be able to answer the conversation!

If it is in a WeChat group, the dialogue mode should be like this:

Putongren: [Greetings] #%#@￥! $

Dragon Girl: 【try hard to answer】#￥%%#

———Above cold scene———

Dragon Girl, the ultimate cold stand king, is well-deserved.