Mixed Miners

Early the next morning, at the door of the small yard, watching Yang Ling take a long-legged beauty with a red suitcase and a long-legged beauty, and a few men with a bruised face couldn’t help but wipe their cold sweat on their foreheads. Take a breath.

I finally sent this blasphemy away.

"Boss, do we want to..."

The brawny man slaps the two panda eyes and slaps on the head of the man who is talking. "I want your uncle, the mother's still wants to harm me. If you didn't get the Australian chick back yesterday, I will break tens of thousands." Will the money of the block be done? Pulling a guest is not good, dog. Day..." The strong man then punches and kicks.

The man who spoke just slammed his head on the floor and muttered silently on the wall. "How do I know? The little girl doesn't look like a foreigner!"

"That... Boss, is this the case?" Slim and hesitated, saying that at this time his half of his face was still swollen and he couldn’t say clearly.

The strong man remembered the horror scenes that had been hit by ghosts on the wall several times last night. He looked around and looked at a few men. "Have you had any strange dreams or strange things happened last night?"

Several men nodded together and almost rushed to say:

"I got up in the middle of the night to pee, and there was a basin standing at the door, and I was beaten by the basin. You see, I have a few bags on my head..."

"I was beaten by a towel..."

"I was beaten by a pair of slippers..."

"I was beaten by a toothbrush..."

"I... I was beaten by myself!"

Everyone turned to look at the people who spoke, and then looked at each other and trembled in unison. One of them stuttered: "Old... boss, is this house a noisy... haunted...?"

In the early morning of September, the temperature was still very high, but everyone felt that there was a sudden smoldering wind, and suddenly the hair was suddenly stunned.

Just then, a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a blue-gray gossip suit, walked over with a bell in his hand, shaking while walking, and having a word in his mouth.

He walked straight to the door of the small yard, watching the group of people with a nose and a swollen face look for a long time, suddenly changed his face, pointing to the strong man said: "Several Yintang black, these days when there is a **** disaster, I am Longhushanzheng A Taoist priest who is good at descending demon and exorcism.

He said that the hand was rubbed in the waist, and a yellow plaque appeared in the hand. "When the scorpion is out, the group of ghosts avoids it. This symbol is called the evil spirit. Wearing it on the body can exorcise evil spirits and protect the body! Don't buy a few to try and be sure!"

The brawny man took a few shots and took a few glances. "Really? How much?"

The middle-aged Taoist tidy up the clothes and said a serious expression: "Of course it is true. I sent the ancestor of the ancestors of the ancestors to record the truth. How can there be a fake? Three thousand ones, eight of you, I count you. 20,000 yuan..."

The middle-aged Taoist words have not been finished yet. The strong man raised his hand and flew a handful of flying clouds, then raised his fist in disgust and said, "What are you doing? Look at him!"

Then seven or eight men swarmed up and pressed the middle-aged Taoist priest to the ground. The middle-aged priest held his head on the ground and cried and said: "If you don't buy, you don't buy it. Why do you want to beat people? I want to call the police. ......"

The brawny sneered a few times, and the cockroaches were even more ferocious. "You are a one-minded priest who runs on the site of the real teachings to drive out ghosts. It is a look down on us, um~! Which of the princes on Wudang Mountain is not a mana? Use these broken papers, Dragon and Tiger Mountain... Longhushan is a fart, alarm... You also call the police, the policeman at the foot of the mountain are the disciples of the Taoist priests..."

The middle-aged Taoist cries are even more joyful!

I didn’t go to see the yellow calendar today!

Do not blame the bad years, just blame yourself too worried, fishing over the world!

......

Today's Wudang Mountain is crowded with people, and a large number of tourists are coming to this Taoist event.

The Taoist priests from all over the country, the folks, the Langzhong who sold the dog's skin plaster, and the fortune-telling people who held the gossip flag, can only be seen in the crowds in the crowds.

Then the crowd slowly merged into a stream of people, and went to the entrance of the scenic spot of Wudang Mountain. Yang Ling and the girl were mixed in the crowd, and they could not go fast. They could only move slowly forward, almost half an hour later. The two finally moved to the entrance.

However, what makes them crazy is that they have not yet reached their turn. At the entrance, they put down a large railing, and then the staff hangs a sign: stop checking the ticket!

The people behind this are not doing it. Although there are many people who go in, there are many people who stay outside. With the big sun, everyone is jealous. Many tourists start to argue with the staff.

An administrator with an armband holds a small horn: "There are too many tourists entering the mountain. Many of the attractions in front of you have been blocked. They are being channeled. Please wait patiently..."

Yang Ling felt that his back was poked a few times, and his head was too lazy to return. He could not help but ask: "Hey~! What are you doing?"

"Don't be awkward, my name is Yunxiao!" The girl grumbled with a dissatisfaction behind him.

"Well, Miss Yun, what's the matter with you?" Yang Ling said helplessly, although the two also met for a day, but Yang Ling never asked her name, mainly because she was too lazy to ask, anyway, Wudang Mountain went back. After that, the two will be like never seen in a lifetime, and there will be no more intersections~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Do you still have to buy tickets in the mountains? "The cloud whispered behind him and asked."

Yang Ling stunned and slowly turned to look at her. The face of the cloud slowly turned red, then he lowered his head and said: "Hate, why do you look at people like this?"

Yang Ling's face was pumped a few times and said: "Did you still buy a ticket?"

Yunxiao hurryed and nodded. Yang Ling lamented in the bottom of his heart. This girl is so stupid that he has not been abducted by traffickers. So he said with a strong heart, "Shantou, you still go back to Australia. The mainland is really not for you, you see Do you not buy tickets in the scenic spots across the mainland? Not only the geese plucked the hair, but the mosquitoes flew past and could not wait to drop the two or two meats. The public toilets had to receive five hairs at the last time. You dare not buy tickets!"

The clouds are rushing again and again, "What should I do?"

Yang Ling looked at the ticket gate in front of him. It is estimated that it will not be released for a while, so he said, "Let's go, go to the ticket gate and see if you still sell tickets today?"

Yang Ling walked in front, and Yunxiao was holding his clothes tightly behind him. A T-shirt was quickly pulled into a deformed cloth pocket. (To be continued.)