Lu Shiyi had no ghostly expression, took a step back, turned around and ran.

Over the years, he has been regarded as one of the most influential figures in the world, and he is one of a kind, and he is a ghost. Who knows that the eldest young master Qiu had anticipated the enemy's opportunities, and pulled up the net early around... Is there any Zuo Fatty who couldn't stand the "torture" and sold his old bottom in a clean way? It's hard to say.

While thinking of someone, someone arrives.

A clear voice came from the door of the courtyard.

"Young Master Qiu, your yard is not bad! It's simple but not crude, ingenious but not crafted... It has a completely natural elegance." The young man in white had no sense of knocking on the door, he lifted the hem of his clothes, and pushed the empty space directly away. He came in through the closed courtyard door, not treating himself as an outsider at all.

...he's not really human anymore.

Souls that do not enter reincarnation, after going through nine turns in the Netherworld, become an object between the tangible and the intangible.

In the words of Fatty Zuo, "It's so tiring to be alive! I've worked diligently as a bull and horse all my life, why do you still want to fool me into suffering for another eight hundred years?"

They took it lightly and gave up reincarnation.

——Also gave up the merits and blessings that he had accumulated in the wind and rain in his life, and he was not afraid of life and death.

The light from the sky passed through the gaps in the leaves and fell on the young man in white, just like that day, the merits turned into fire, and the blessings turned into fireflies, flying in all directions.

He showed his fan and swaggered: "Young Master Qiu, do you want to drink?"

Chapter 187 Officially Ended

The young man in white posed in a dignified and ostentatious manner, but unfortunately his eyes swept away, and when he saw the scene in the courtyard, he immediately froze. In front of the swing in the courtyard, the man in dark black was half-kneeling, bowing his head to the boy. belt.

"Uh..." Young Master Lu silently turned his back and said seriously, "In broad daylight, see no evil."

At the end, he added in a "soft voice":

"Dog man man."

Qiu Bodeng: "..."

Since this guy has been a bachelor for more than 2,000 years and has been single until his death, it seems that something has become strange. In the past, this guy was a little expert at talking books, but now... oh, he is still a little master at talking books, but from a serious Fengyue storybook, it has become a pit father storybook with a knife hidden in sugar and a knife in sugar and sugar. .

There are countless souls who have just entered the Nether. When they first saw the Nether and Wen Mofang, there was actually a sequel masterpiece written by Mr. Yi Ying Chen after his death. Not to mention how happy they were, they all said: When you are alive, read a page. Most of Mr. Chen's essays are half-written and have no end. I didn't expect that Mr. Yi Ying Chen was so responsible. He couldn't finish writing it before he died, and he actually filled in the ending after his death... It's really a happy event for ghosts.

For a time, there was quite a bit of joy of "not griefing because of death".

However, when they entered the Wen Mofang and bought the sequel masterpiece of a page of dust, the joy disappeared.

——In light of this, he swears and curses, and regrets in pain. In the worst case, his resentment is soaring to the sky, and he turns into a ghost on the spot.

For a time, the Taiyi people who were in charge of the Nether Precepts, the workload of clearing the dark and resentment increased tenfold.

He was so angry that Elder Jun Changwei carried the golden wrong knife and drove Lu Jing from the street to the end of the street, and then from the end of the street to the street.

Lu Jingning didn't change his life - he was already dead, and he even took out the speed that he had never had before.

You Ming has three more daily routines: attracting souls, turning grievances, and fighting Lu Jing.

It is estimated that he was beaten a lot and couldn't stand it. This time, Qiu Bodeng and Shi Wu Luo came to the world, and Lu Jing ran out with his head and mouse.

The euphemistic name is: Come to the world to collect folks, update and create works that are more popular with ghosts.

... the ghost knows that the ghost is moved to cry.

Qiu Boofan was so angry and funny, picked up the dry branches, and threw it towards Lu Jing: "Do you want to give you a torch and be the head of the" burning dog couple group "."

Lu Jing smiled, fled while seizing the door, and folded himself out of the door: "Yes! Zuo Fat said, bald donkey and beef nose arrived at night, calling you to come over in the afternoon, remember to put on your home Lotin eggs! "

"get out!"

Two or three dead wood branches were lost.

Lu Jingyan was fast, and the door of the courtyard was just pinched.

"... Sure enough, his temper is even worse." Lu Jing shook his head and sighed, turned around, and looked at his little girl who looked at him across the street. In the more and more weird eyes of the Liu family girl, Lu Jing slowly released the hand ring, "Uh ..."

He hadn't had time to say something, and the little girl had "slapped."

Lu Jing: ...

Fine.

Poor he was so chic in his lifetime, but he did not expect that Ding Ding was left after death.

Sighingly sighed, Lu Jing's whole sleeve, a folding fan, and slowly walked along Huaicheng's streets. Only the hammering of the blealing lanterns gradually gathered, and his expression became a bit stunned.

Huangquan on earth, a line of life.

This line is separated for thousands of years.

Among the first few people, the earliest returnees were Zuo Yuesheng.

The so -called "wisdom must hurt", although Lu Jing has never felt that Zuo's fat man has any "wisdom" at all -drinking and gambling, even if the gambling hand is poor, he also likes to drill the empty account. Small problems. Ke Shanhai Pavilion's decline and bulging were shot. He was carried by him alone. Heavenly Gongfu escaped the world for thousands of years.

He turned himself into the brain of one pavilion and one house.

Lu Jing couldn't think of what kind of heart power that needed, only when he knew that when he gave him medicine for the last 100 years, he only felt that he was corrupted in the inside. one? It is clear than that of mortals. But Zuo Yue was still laughing.