dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Jianhua Jiunan took the lead, and the others naturally followed closely.

Only the active Hao Gui hesitated for a moment, deliberately slowed down and quietly grabbed Chen Daji.

Chen was playing with Mr. Chang Ba's tail when he felt someone pulling him and stopped naturally.

At the same time, he also grabbed the "little long insect" that was twisting and twisting and crawling forward in a hurry, chasing China through nine difficulties.

"Oh mom, what are you doing with your big head Xin!"

"What the hell, you want to poop without bringing any paper?!"

Akuma was completely convinced by Chen's loud voice.

He quickly signaled Chen Daji to lower his voice: "Young, General, there is something I don't know whether to say or not."

Who is the culprit, and when did he take the ordinary path?

Hearing this, he immediately shook his big head and said, "You shouldn't talk about it."

After saying that, with an expression that almost suppressed internal injuries, Akuma carried Chang Baye, who had become smaller, and was about to chase Hua Jiunan.

Seeing this, Hao Gui hurriedly took the risk of bloody disaster and grabbed Chen again.

"Major General, don't be impatient. Don't you think it's a little weird for us to give birth to him?"

"He seems to have changed, a lot..."

"Really?" Chen Daji was stunned when he heard this: "No way, please wait for us to try it, Big Head Xin."

After he finished speaking, he didn't allow Hao Gui to stop him, and shouted at the back of Hua Jiunan at the top of his lungs.

“Boss, boss, we want to poop, but what should we do if we don’t bring any paper?!”

Hua Jiu was speechless, and his slightly aloof back suddenly paused.

After a short pause, he turned around helplessly: "What else can I do? When you forgot to bring paper, didn't you always take off your underwear and wipe it?"

"It's the same old way."

"Go quickly, we are waiting for you here."

After saying that, Hua Jiunan turned around again, his back becoming aloof and desolate again.

After the experiment, Chen Daji was obviously quite satisfied with the results of the experiment.

"Look at Xin's head, our boss hasn't changed at all, okay?"

"It's just because you're overthinking it!"

"Yes, is it?"

Seeing such a powerful ghost, he knew that it would be useless to talk, so he hid his thoughts deeply.

At the same time, I thought to myself: As long as it doesn’t change, it’ll be fine as long as it doesn’t change. It’s hard for me to wait until I can take up my post at Guanghua Mansion, and I don’t want any accidents to happen...

Unlike Akuma, the naive primitive man is much simpler.

His focus was not on the things that remained the same in Hua Jiu, but on Chen Daji's problem of wiping his butt after taking a shit.

"Little monster, little monster, are you really wiping your butt with your own pants?"

Chen answered shamelessly: "Yeah, what the hell."

"But there are exceptions...Last time we squatted with Fatty Zhao, we didn't even bring any paper. We didn't wear any underwear yet, so we had to use his."

"Tear it in half and use half, hehe!"

After hearing this, Wicked Cocoon did not dislike Chen, but thought he was too wasteful.

You must know that pure cotton pants are much better than the butt-length skirts made by the Kuteng tribe.

At least there are no thorns, and it doesn’t pierce your buttocks when worn...

"Little monster, don't use your pants next time. It's a waste of good things."

When Chen Daji heard this, his face was full of curiosity: "If you don't have pants, what are you using? Don't tell us that the silver in your village always scrapes with rocks, branches or something..."

The naive primitive man shook his head when he heard this: "That's not true. You can't even wipe it clean."

"We all use small animals."

"Before you poop, catch a small rabbit or squirrel. Their hair is soft and soft, and it can be wiped clean without piercing the buttocks!"

Chen Daji: "Fuck, fuck!"

"Then the little animals near your village are suffering from bad luck? They are not clean and cannot be eaten!"

"We are just a little curious: if the silver collective in your village suffers from diarrhea and diarrhea, can the little animals be used?"

Having said this, Huo Hua made some pictures in his mind:

A large group of naive primitive people had faces full of pain. They bent over, covered their stomachs with their hands, and clamped their legs, chasing various small animals all over the mountains and plains.

Only the little hedgehogs were happily eating melons and watching the show...

While Huixiang was imagining the picture and giggling, Mr. Chang Ba, who was also an animal, was rejoicing - he was glad that he was a big worm without hair, and he was glad that there were no wicked guys like the Kuteng tribe next to his house.

The more he imagined it, the more Chang Baye felt that the evil cocoon was dangerous, even more dangerous than the scourge.

He hurriedly threw himself hard and broke free from Chen's hand, twisting and crawling forward quickly.

After all, Big Chong is the safest only if he stays with Mr. Little.

But before he could crawl out far, Chang Baye suddenly screamed.

"Oh, it hurts so much!"

"There is something on the ground, and it opened my stomach, Master Ba!!"

"What?!" Chang Baye, as the favorite of the small courtyard, heard that he was injured and rushed over to check the situation.

At the same time, I was also deeply curious: What on earth could...baby hurt Master Chang Ba?

You must know that even though it has become smaller, its essence is still the sacred beast that governs the country.

The thing that hurt our eighth master last time was the Witch King Token...

Chen Daji is closest to Chang Baye and has the fastest legs.

After arriving, without saying a word, he picked up our eighth master by his tail and lifted him up upside down.

"Ouch, what a big hole!"

"It's bleeding, but luckily I didn't scrape out my intestines!!"

As Huishan said, he took out the best golden sore medicine from the Dora A box, and almost wrapped it around Chang Baye's body like rolling dough.

Those who know the situation know that he is treating injuries, but those who don’t know better will think that this guy is making dumplings-the fillings of the dumplings are poor little long insects.

Mr. Chang Ba, who was diligent and thrifty at home, said anxiously while feeling sorry for the golden sore medicine.

"Little brat, please don't worry about Master Ba and me. Let's see what treasure we encounter again!"

"The baby this time must be super powerful, because this time it hurts more than before... I almost cried without pain!"

While he was talking, Hao Gui, who wanted to perform well in front of Hua Jiuyan, had already picked up the treasure that had injured Chang Baye, but it turned out to be a feather of fire that seemed to be burning.

But it felt cold in the hand, as if it were completely carved from thousands of years of ice crystals.

Under the moonlight, it shines with the charming light of ruby.

"Why does this thing look so familiar?"

Haogui Xin Lianshan muttered to himself while respectfully handing the feather to Hua Jiunan.

Hua Jiunan took a brief look and handed the feather to the disaster again.

"The plan is yours."

After finishing speaking, he hesitated for a moment and gently put the "dumpling stuffing"... Chang Baye was rescued from the evil hands.

"Baye, you... are you okay?"

Outside the book: Dear friends, I would like to change the title of the book and solicit your opinions.

Please help me think of a few, thank you!

If the person who came up with the name is adopted... there will be no reward... Just kidding!

If he is adopted, I will mail him several packs of Baixiang instant noodles, along with some spicy sticks!