After being reborn, he was entangled by the sha demon

Still entangled.

Xie Bian flew again to avoid the attack of the wheels, and Fan Wujiu on the other side also jumped around the yard with Zhao Meng in his arms.The two of them had a very tacit understanding, they just dodged, and neither of them took a step forward.

Xie Bian didn't move because he knew that Lao Fan was here.Many things, such as the police whip and the magic fire, are both labor-intensive and hard to explain.

Since Hei Wuchang is here, why doesn't he wait for the serious ghost king to make a move?

Apparently Fan Wujiu was also thinking about why he didn't plan to make a move. The two moved in sync, one running and one jumping, treating the small yard as an amusement park.

It's just a pain for Zhao Meng, who had to climb up and down when he was dug out of the ground. After Lao Fan No. 13 carried him through the air, Zhao Meng vomited uncontrollably.

Since he was a ghost, he naturally couldn't spit out anything else, he just lay on the ground with black air bubbling from his throat.

Xie Bian actually had dinner. Seeing such a scene, he froze and leaned his arms against the wall, and almost couldn't hold back.

Fan Wujiu finally made a move. He threw Zhao Meng to the top of the chicken coop, and suddenly ran towards the roof where Xie Bian was. Feeling the change in the position of the tracking target, both wheels turned to align with them.

When Fan Wujiu ran, the black robe fluttered with his body movements, looking from a distance like a cloud of dark clouds.

Xie Bian was stunned, Fan Wujiu ran towards him in the same way under Wuwang City.

The leaves of the Mi Mi tree fell, and the dark cloud rushed to his side, and the scythe fell in his hand, ending the turmoil in the ground without hesitation.

It is really wrong to think wildly at such a time, Xie Bian came back to his senses, lightened his body, and found himself being held aside by Fan Wujiu.

When Fan Wujiu was a human being, his hair only reached his ears, but after he regained his impermanent real body, he has black hair that hangs down to his waist.

His long hair fluttered and itched against his face. Xie Bian froze for a moment and didn't move for a while.

"My lords, are you all right?""

Zhao Meng stood on the top of the chicken coop, clasped his hands into a trumpet shape and shouted at them. After Xie Bian heard it, he withdrew from Fan Wujiu's arms in embarrassment.

And the wheels.

Xie Bian turned back and found that the two wheels were stacked together and could not move, as if they were restrained by something.

It was only when he got closer that he saw that Fan Wujiu's inseparable tiger scythe was slanting across the gap between the spokes of the two wheels and sticking to the ground, like a rivet, firmly holding the wheels in place.

Seeing that there was no more possibility of causing trouble, the wheels suddenly lost their ability to run wild, and rolled over a few times and fell to the side.

Fan Wujiu raised his arms, and the Tiger Sickle flew back to his hand through the air.

The danger was temporarily lifted, Xie Bian remembered that he cared about Zhao Meng, the only one in the courtyard who was willing to speak well, and saw him jumping around on the roof of the chicken coop in strange movements, with no missing arms or legs, so he felt relieved.

It's just that he still doesn't like the title "adult".

"Don't call me an adult." Xie Bian repeated.

"What's that called?"

This really caught Xie Bian's question, Mr. Bai, Xie Bian, and Xiao Xie are not suitable.

Can't you just call me An'an too?

When Xie Bian was muttering, he suddenly remembered that Lao Fan didn't even call him that much.

In Wuwang City, you can't talk, but when you come to the world, you don't talk much.

"it's up to you."

Zhao Meng tilted his head and really thought about it. After a while, he tried to speak and gave his answer.

"Big brother?"

Xie Bian's jaw almost didn't drop. Does a quack name like "Big Brother" really suit him? Could it be that he is less humane than the pitch-black Heiwuchang?

Thinking of Fan Wujiu, Xie Bian looked sideways and found that he couldn't help but laughed again.

Laugh fart.

"Brother...can you come pick me up...I'm afraid."

Seeing that Xie Bian had no objection, Zhao Meng self-righteously called this Jianghu name. The chicken coop was a bit high, and he was still a little scared to stand on it.

But his elder brother had no intention of coming to pick him up.

"Jump by yourself, if you are missing an arm or a leg, I'll sew it for you when you come down."

Xie Bian carried out the principle of self-reliance to bring ghosts to the end, stood with folded arms, watching Zhao Meng stare anxiously on the ceiling with interest, and had no intention of making a move.

Zhao Meng thought to himself that he was dead, and it wouldn't hurt much if he fell to the ground, he gritted his teeth and stretched his feet down the tiles of the ceiling to try, trying to climb down by stepping on the uneven cracks in the bricks.

But he got off to a bad start, as soon as he stretched out a leg, because of the rain on the tile, Zhao Meng slipped his hand and fell directly into the chicken feathers all over the floor.

Now he couldn't help laughing and became Xie Bian.

On the contrary, Fan Wujiu's face was sullen, and his expression was normal.

"Brother, I'm down, it's great that I didn't fall 'die'!"

Zhao Meng jumped up and down through the chicken coop fence and waved to Xie Bian, Xie Bian held his forehead and did not answer.

Zhao Meng acted like a ghost, completely freed himself, and no longer felt timid about his soft voice, he patted his buttocks and walked outside, muttering in his mouth.

"There should be chicken here..."

In the middle of speaking, suddenly a red figure flashed past, Xie Bian hadn't reacted, and Zhao Meng fell at the door of the chicken coop in the next second.

Behind him, a brightly colored big red-feathered rooster held its head high, its red crown raised angrily, its feather blade flaring, and one paw pressed against Zhao Meng's back against the spine.

He shouldn't have been brought in.

Xie Bian looked around and found a nail lying in the sundries box next to the flower pot, the size was just right for his hand, he grabbed it and ran towards Zhao Meng without thinking.

There is a loose place on the fence at the gate of the chicken coop. Xie Bian is small and can just slip in sideways.

Then the boy in white robe held up a nail and confronted a chicken.

Anyway, this is a living thing, it is much more logical than wheels, scissors, and hammers, and Xie Bian can barely use common sense to deduce its thinking.

If Lao Fan wasn't around, Xie Bian couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't turn it into a roast chicken, but without Fan, Xie Bian suddenly lost his confidence in doing things that would harm him.

Although he knew that in the evil spirit of the little female ghost, Fan Wujiu saw everything clearly.

"Brother...help me..."

Zhao Meng's breathless cries for help brought Xie Bian back to reality, he flopped his arms and crawled under the chicken paws, like a big bug in embarrassment.

There is indeed nothing more embarrassing than him.

To save Zhao Meng, you must first attract the big rooster's attention.

Attracting attention is nothing more than sound and movement stimulation. Xie Bian is determined that it is impossible to imitate the hen's "clucking", so he can only find a way to attract the rooster with some movements.

Xie Bian held the nail in one hand like a swordsman, and suddenly started running around the rooster and Zhao Meng. As he turned, he dragged the nail and made a "rustling" sound in the loess. , Zhao Meng turned over when he saw the opportunity, and escaped from under the chicken's claws.

"You go out first."

Zhao Meng didn't have time to think about it, so Sa Yazi ran out and bumped into Mr. Wuchang who was watching the battle on the other side of the iron fence.

Seeing Zhao Meng run out, Xie Bian heaved a sigh of relief and concentrated on fighting the behemoth in front of him.

The big rooster noticed that one "big worm" was missing, so it flapped its wings and flew towards the other one. As the red feathers fluttered, the wind blew up and blew a corner of Xie Bian's white robe, hunting his clothes, just like before.

Hong Yu came with a strong wind, but Xie Bian dodged it, and the wind was like an iron feather, cutting a gully behind him.

Sure enough, in the evil environment, even a chicken cannot be underestimated.

Xie Bian didn't even understand its wings here, but the red-feathered rooster over there took the limelight and pecked its iron beak to dig a few big holes in the yellow earth.

Now I can see it clearly, this cock is a hairless, hard all over.

Xie Bian dodged left and right to avoid its sharp edge, saw that its head was still soft, and thought about it.

He used long nails as wedges, stuck them into the cracks in the bricks, and used his strength to climb up to the ceiling step by step. Looking down from the heights, he waited for the moment when the rooster approached him, and then jumped forward and hung on the rooster's comb.

Xie Bian raised the long nail high, pierced the rooster's eyeball violently, pierced it from left to right, and blinded the iron feather general.

Xie Bian grabbed the rooster comb and swayed it, looking for an opportunity to jump back onto the roof again.

The iron-feathered rooster lost its vision and began to thump wildly. It was a good time to pursue, but the only weapon Xie Bian brought in was still nailed into the rooster's head, and he couldn't get it out for a while.

"Do you need help?" Fan Wujiu finally asked after watching the scene for a long time.

Seeking help at this time seemed a bit submissive, Xie Bian gritted his teeth and refused to let go, he could not hold on from the high place.

Amidst the thumping sound in the courtyard, Xie Bian heard a sigh coming from a distance again, with some helplessness.

"then!"

Fan Wujiu found a second iron nail from nowhere, but the top of this nail was slightly bent, as if it had been forcibly removed from some furniture.

Xie Bian was not picky, raised his hand slightly, and reached for the weapon that Lao Fan threw over.

With something in hand, Xie Bian had the confidence to fight again. He came down from the ceiling along the brick cracks, holding a nail in one hand like a sword in his sleeve, and leaned down close to the big rooster that was thumping wildly.

At the moment when he brushed past the iron-green rooster's paw, Xie Bian swung it vigorously, and the iron nail was thrown out with all his force, which happened to penetrate the red-feathered rooster's right paw. The curved nail head restrained its bone claw, firmly Nailed to the ground.

This trick restricts freedom, and Xie Bian stole the teacher from Lao Fan.

The big cock's feet were nailed and finally safe, Xie Bian turned and walked outside, Zhao Meng urged him through the iron fence.

"The ceiling seems to be collapsing... Brother, hurry up!"

While speaking, the leaky tiles that had just been stirred up by the big rooster and rushed back and forth a few times really couldn't hold on any longer and were about to fall.

Zhao Meng said that where there are chickens, there are chickens, and Zhao Meng said that if the roof is about to collapse, the roof will really collapse.

Could he be the reincarnation of a crow?

Fortunately, Xie Bian moved quickly and came out just before the blue tile fell.

Leaky tiles and broken bricks drown out the last crow of the big rooster.

"Big brother-"

"Don't talk, what to say, I'm afraid of you."

Hearing that Xie Bian disliked him, Zhao Meng hurriedly covered his mouth, trying not to embarrass his savior.

After jumping up and down just now, Xie Bian was breathing heavily, Zhao Meng was frightened to death, Fan Wujiu only had a wisp of hair scattered from his forehead.

The three of them stayed away from the chaos just now, and stood at the gate, away from these things that could move at any time.

"Did you just close the door?"

It was Lao Fan who came in, Xie Bian looked at the closed courtyard door and tilted his head to ask him.

"Never."

But now the door is closed.

Either someone came in, or there was something guarding the door.

There is a half-person-high gap under the courtyard door, and you should be able to see the outside clearly when lying on the ground.

"Look out from below to see if there is anything outside."

Xie Bian pulled Zhao Meng over and told him to lean over and watch, and troubled the little ghost to do it honestly, Fan Wujiu, who was watching the play beside him, became suspicious.

"Why don't you go and see?" Fan Wujiu turned half his body to look at Xie Bian, and asked him.

Xie Bian thought to himself because pouting his butt was ugly, and then asked Lao Fan, "Why don't you go see it?"

Fan Wujiu smiled dumbly: "Because pouted buttocks are ugly."

Suddenly there was a "dong dong" sound outside, Xie Bian still had to support Zhao Meng with one hand, so he could only look up.

This look made a big deal happen.

Above the gate of the courtyard, a white monster rolled in midair at unknown times.

This monster has no hands or feet, its head is lowered, and its eyes with invisible pupils are facing Xie Bian.

"Brother, there is nothing outside."

After Zhao Meng finished watching, Xie Bian patted him on the back directly and asked him to stand up.

"Don't look for it, it's in the sky."

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