dead child, ghost carrying coffin

The two female ghosts in red couldn't bear the huge pressure from the underworld, and tremblingly told everything in detail.

After hearing this, Hua Jiu was not only a little puzzled:

"A young man and an old man drove you two to come to my house to harm others, saying that we have revenge against him to kill his father?"

The two frightened female ghosts nodded again and again.

"Mmmmmmm!"

"However, they are always shrouded in a layer of black mist, and they can't see clearly."

"Although the old Taoist wears a strange Taoist uniform, he doesn't call himself a poor Taoist, but let us call him an alchemist."

Chen Daji didn't care what kind of alchemist or Taoist priest he was, he laughed out loud when he heard this.

"Isn't this nonsense?"

"Our family is all good people, and we never killed anyone else's father."

"You must be as lost as my brother Guang, bumping into big trees while walking, and came to the wrong place."

Having said this, Chen Dage was taken aback for a moment, showing a look of reminiscence.

Na na talking to himself, subconsciously said.

"Back then, my Brother Guang committed suicide because of getting lost during the war, hey!"

"The last time I drank too much, I asked him if it hurt to wipe his neck, and he said it hurt..."

"Fuck, it's scary to think about it!"

After hearing what Chen Daji said, the two ghost messengers couldn't care less about anything else, and their faces showed ecstasy.

They shouted in unison: "Major General, your old man recalled the past and present, and broke through the mystery of the womb?!!!"

"Do you remember our brothers now?!"

The tall and thin ghost hurriedly opened his mouth to add.

"Major General, I am Pao Ding, and the one next to me is my elder brother Song Lian!"

"In the world of Yin and Yang, every time you get drunk, you always yell that you want to cut off my tongue to drink!"

"Oh, by the way, you refused to drink Mengpo soup before your reincarnation, and it was my elder brother and I who helped Ye Youshen and his old man hold you down, so we poured it in!"

"You punched hard at that time, and even spat on my face!"

As soon as these words came out, Song Lian, the burly ghost messenger, knew he was done!

From the bewildered look on Chen Dage's face, it can be seen that he has not fully awakened.

It's just that occasionally, with a flash of inspiration, I can recall the most impressive things in the world of yin and yang.

It's good for my brother, and he told me about helping Mengpo's soup.

With the major general's cheap personality, he will definitely find a chance to redouble his revenge!

If it was his turn to be reincarnated, if the major general poured dozens of bowls of Mengpo soup on him, he wondered if he would be reincarnated as a fool...

Things were exactly as what Song Lian, a strong ghost, thought.

Chen Daji was taken aback when he heard Pao Ding's words, and then he looked malicious.

"Brother Long Tongue, what did you just tell me?"

The ghost messenger Paoding obviously didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

"I said... I said that you, the old man, threw your head hard and spat on my face..."

Chen Daji laughed even more meanly.

"Not this sentence, the previous sentence."

"Last sentence?" Pao Ding finally realized that something was wrong.

"I said that my eldest brother and I helped Ye Youshen hold you, Major General..."

Seeing the nervous appearance of the two ghosts, Chen Dage laughed even more "presumptuously".

"Don't be nervous, don't be afraid, and there is no other meaning, just know who is following me."

Having said that, Chen Dage turned his head to look at Zhao Fei who was still devouring the fat.

"Fatty Zhao, if I fight with someone in the future, can you help me suppress him?"

Zhao Fei has "protected food" since he was a child, and the big things are not as important as eating.

Hearing the words, he answered without raising his head.

"Chicken, don't worry, when the time comes, Fat Lord, I will designate him to sit on his ass to death!"

After all, Chen Daji felt that Zhao Fei was too weak and unreliable.

So he turned his head and looked at Wuxin who was hiding behind Hua Jiunan, only showing half of his bald head.

"What about you, bald brother, can you help me then?"

The little monk Wuxin was obviously very embarrassed.

"Namo Amitabha."

"Great benefactor, my Buddha mercifully advises the world to be kind, and not to fight with others easily..."

Having said that, Wuxin stopped suddenly.

Because he saw Chen Daji's face was a little bit disappointed.

He also thought of how kind he was to him on weekdays. Not only did he give spicy strips to eat, but he always said that he would help him find a wife in the future.

Although in Wuxin's impression, I don't know what a daughter-in-law is for...

After a little hesitation, the little guy changed his tone and said weakly.

"Although the Buddha is merciful, he also has the wrath of the Vajra."

"If... if there are really bad people who insult the benefactor, little monk... I will try my best to help you persuade him to be kind."

Receiving Wuxin's promise, Chen Daji was instantly confident, and looked at the two ghosts with strange smiles.

The two ghost messengers felt terrified at being laughed at:

They didn't take the little monk Wuxin's harmless appearance to humans and animals.

But looking at Zhao Fei's body like a mountain of meat, he wanted to cry without tears.

They seem to have seen themselves being pressed in the pot of Meng Po, with Zhao Fei sitting on their heads with his big butt...