"His Royal Highness? Your Highness? Are you listening?"

Thanks for giving up and waving in front of Quan Yizhen. Its only a matter of power, and its just like a god. Its only going back to the soul. Oh.

It seems that I am not listening. Xie Pity is also hard to say anything, said: "The immediate priority for us is to find this piece of clothing? Its prototype is..."

Right one really answered: "A sleeveless, headless, sack-like **** dress."

Xie pity smiled and said: "I don't know this? I thought you haven't seen the scrolls. But, because this dress is a demon thing, it is magical and ever-changing. There are thousands of clothes in the world, to find such a dress. It is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack."

Quan Yizhen said: "Oh. What to do."

Thanks to the pity: "The monsters and ghosts who get this dress will generally become merchants. In the densely populated area, ask if anyone wants to buy or exchange for a new one. But that was a matter of hundreds of years ago. If there is anyone now, Its a bit weird to do, but their habits and ways of thinking will not change so easily for a while. In short, go to the city first, and pay more attention to this news.

This kind of thing, ghosts are more concerned than people, the gossip of the ghost world is more familiar than the human world, that is to say, directly ask the flower city, certainly save a lot of trouble. But not long ago, thanked him for telling him not to meet for the time being, and asking for people to immediately return to the grass, it is not good to see. Moreover, Jin Yixian has just been stolen, and the thief will certainly not dare to take it out to harm people so quickly. Right suddenly nodded, got up and followed him two steps. Thanks to the pity, Lang Ying also followed up and said: "You will stay here."

Lang Ying shook his head and thanked him for not talking. He heard a "Qianlong" after him, and he fell again.

Thanks for turning back, said: "What happened to you?"

On the face of Quan Yizhens face, the purple gas came up again. After a while, I finally couldnt help myself. I turned over and squatted on the ground. Wow, I vomited.

"..."

After the spit, Quan Yizhen turned over and turned his face to the sky. Thanks: "Qiying... can you still go?"

Quan Yizhen has a flat limb and said: "I don't think so."

"..."

Helpless, thank you have to drag the right to lose the fighting power to the side, cover the quilt, let him temporarily recuperate.

On the second day, Quan Yizhens face was a little better. Thanks to him, he did not dare to let him eat anything. He asked the village chief to borrow some porridge and bring it back to the two. Quan Yizhen sat in the position where Huacheng was sitting often. I dont know why, Lang Ying has been staring at him. It seems that he is not very friendly. He politely put the porridge in front of the two people, and he accidentally said: "Sanlang..."

The voice just fell, and both of them looked at him. Thanks for the staleness of the action, this only responded to what was called, and coughed, saying: "Everyone continues."

The two were drinking porridge at the table, and Xie pity took the axe out of the door, while chopping wood, while recalling the clues provided in the scroll: "Jinyi Xianyuan Town is in a Shenwu Hall, the seal of Shenwu Temple is extremely strong, and In the palace, the guards are strict, the masters are like clouds, and the simple ghosts and sorrows are afraid that they can't escape from them. It is certain that some people have taken the opportunity to steal the stolen goods..."

In the past, I used to spend time in the city, and it was his turn. I dont know why I always feel that I dont have a flower city. Right one really drunk a few mouthfuls of porridge and fell down in the Bodhisattva to continue to sleep, Lang Firefly came out, seems to help, thank you: "No. Three ... Lang Fire, Let's boil water and take a shower later."

He remembered that Lang Sui seems to have not bathed for a long time. The ghost does not have grease and sweat, but it shakes outside all day, and the ash that is stained is not less. But you can't just say it, or hurt yourself. Lang Firefly seems to be stunned, but did not answer, and thanked the pity has moved the firewood into the water, said: "I went to the town yesterday to sell the broken, bought two pieces of autumn clothes for you, after washing you look at the does not fit?"

Lang Ying just put the new clothes on his body, listened to this sentence, said nothing, turned around and left. Xie pity took him, and he said with a strong heart: "Don't go! Bathing is a must. Rest assured, I don't remove the bandage on your face."

Lang Ying still refused, and went out to pick up the firewood. He refused to come in. He refused to help him. He had to pick up a pile of firewood, burned water, and took off his clothes. If the evil faded from his chest, Luo Ying took a bunch of firewood and came in. He saw him in the upper body and widened his eyes. And thanked the hand to try the water temperature, I feel just right, already sat in the pants and saw him come in, said: "Oh, come right, trouble to hand me the scroll under the wall hanging on the wall.

Instead of coming over, Lang Firefly retreated to the door, and the backhand of the "" closed the door. Thanks for being inexplicable. After a while, Lang Ying seemed to think of something, and kicked the door open. Thank you for your help: "Don't kick this door! This door is..."

Lang Ying did not look at him, but went straight to the inside and dragged the right of the corpse on the ground. Quan Yizhen seems to be very deep when he sleeps. Only the big movements of the earth shaking the mountain can wake him up, and he is dragged all the way and unaware. Thanks to pity and laugh, said: "What are you doing? Nothing, not a girl. Come in."

When the flower city was not there, he did not bathe in the Bodhisattva. After all, the Bodhisattva view is really too small, and the living conditions are arduous. It is good to have a water tank to take a bath. There is no such a large bath with a screen that can make him row and wash slowly. However, intentionally or unintentionally, thankfulness has never been done in front of Huacheng. But because the people at the moment are not flower cities, others, he doesn't feel anything at all.

"..."

Lang Sui turned over the power and pressed a bunch of messy clothes on his head. He lowered his head and handed the scroll of thankfulness to him and continued to sit in the corner. Thanks for the sake of opening the scroll, while frowning and looking at the hair.

The heat was soaked that his face was slightly powdered, and the long hair and the eyelashes were black and lacquered. After a while, he suddenly groped for the thin silver chain on the chest, and a diamond ring was placed at the end of the chain.

Thanks for holding the ring, slightly tightening the five fingers, and suddenly, the corner of the eye came to the corner of the table, with a small flower.

He subconsciously picked up the flower and raised it to his eyes. He always felt vague in his mind, just like the heat in front of him. He needed a hand to wave and dispel the fog. At this time, the door outside the door was cold and there was a knock on the door.

The voice pulled back his thoughts, and thanked him for putting the flowers back. He was about to ask who he was, but found that the knocking of the door was not on the door of the Bodhisattva, but on the door of the village head next door. .

In the sound of knocking on the door, a delicate female voice: "Is there anyone at home? Trade-in, trade-in. I have a brand new robes here, I can't use it, I want to change the old clothes that fit my eyes. I don't know if the owner of the house has it. This willingness? Is anyone at home?"

No need to find out, this thing actually came to the door!

She knocked on the door from door to door, however, no one came out to open the door for her. That is of course, when Xie pity did not break in the week, he gave a lecture in the village of Bodhisattva, and told hundreds of tips and tricks of all the three aunts and six sorrows to distinguish the devils and ghosts. In the middle of the night, they encountered such an unsatisfactory uninvited guest. There will be no villagers at all. The people nowadays are not as deceived as they were in ancient times. The thing knocked in a circle, and no one ever understood it, and finally came to the front of the Bodhisattva. Thank you for holding your breath and waiting, who knows, that thing hasnt knocked on the door yet, and it feels that this is not where she should come. , the footsteps seem to be far away, thank you immediately: Slow ! I want to change." Immediately, whispered to Lang Lu: "Open the door, don't be afraid, nothing!"

Lang Firefly was not afraid at all, and he opened the door. Standing outside the door, there is a girl, her body is graceful, and she looks at the lower half of her face. But she took a headscarf and covered the upper half of her face, as if she had no eyes, and taught people not very well.

She glanced into the room and smiled and said: "This road chief, what old clothes do you want to change for my new clothes?"

Xie pity still did not come out in the water tank, just to reduce the vigilance, smiled and said: "That depends on what your new clothes are like."

The girl reached out and shook it, shaking off a glittering brocade from the bag, which was gorgeous, but the style seemed to be a bit old, and the whole body exudes a fascinating atmosphere. Thanks and pity: "Good clothes, good clothes. Lang Fire, you give the girl the clothes I brought back from the town."

Lang Fire handed the clothes with one hand. The girl sent a new dress, smiled, took the old clothes, was about to turn, but suddenly changed her face, as if something was tied, shouted, and threw the old clothes on the ground. In the arrogant linen, I dont know when I sneaked in the sinister dish, and I drilled out from the neckline of the collar, like a poisonous snake with white flowers, rushing to the girls spit. And the "girl" is not a girl at all. Only when she was so screaming and jumping, her headscarf was suddenly attacked by the evil spirits. Although the lower half of the face is very charming, but the upper half of the face is full of wrinkles, extremely old, forming a very terrible contrast - this is what "girl", is clearly a 70-80-year-old woman!