"Fatso!"
Su Bai immediately shouted.
Fatso, who was peeing, was frightened by Su Bai's shout and shivered. Then, he abruptly lowered his head and saw a ghost with white eyes sucking and spitting out his penis.
"Sun, Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, Solitary Way!"
Fatso formed a seal with both hands and took a deep breath. That penis, which had been congested with blood, immediately softened. Fatso actually used this kind of method to forcefully shrink his Yang.
"F * ck, Fat Lord was wondering why peeing felt so comfortable today. I thought it was because I was touched during the sand-dancing. So it was you, you damned thing, preparing to steal Fat Lord's Yang essence!"
Seeing that it did not succeed, the white shadow immediately shrunk back into the clay jar. Fatso was already angry. If any normal man was accidentally sucked in by a ghost, he would probably be extremely angry, especially since it was not some femme fatale ghost, but a ghost with such an ugly appearance.
"Eat Fat Lord's talisman!"
Fatso took out a talisman and stuck it directly on the clay jar's mouth. The clay jar immediately began to tremble, as if it was suffering from great pain.
At this time, Yigu, who heard the noise, also walked over and stood beside Su Bai.
"What's going on?" Yigu asked.
"There's something in that jar."
"Oh." Yigu reached out to touch his nose. "This Fatso is a bit strange. Why does he always attract these things?"
Fatso tied his belt, then bent down to pick up the clay jar and walked toward the two of them.
"F * ck, this clay jar is not simple. It's a container for raising ghosts. Tsk tsk, the ghost can nourish the soul inside. If you add some more things inside, it can strengthen the soul. That's possible, that's possible."
Su Bai and Yigu both covered their noses and retreated. Even if the clay jar was a good thing, at this time, when Fatso peed into it, the smell was a bit too strong.
"Fatso, don't tell me you're still a virgin? Don't ruin this good thing with your virgin pee," Yigu teased.
"F * ck your mother, I broke it when I was in elementary school."
Fatso placed the clay jar on the ground, unable to contain his joy.
Su Bai and Yigu looked at each other and continued to search the room.
Since that thing that looked like a spittoon had a mysterious effect, the rest of the inconspicuous things could not be missed.
Yigu searched diligently, while Su Bai searched and stopped in front of the painting hanging on the bedside wall.
In the painting was a woman. The woman was nursing a baby in her arms, but the baby's body was ashen. It had a green face and fangs. It didn't have the cuteness that a baby should have.
After standing there and watching for more than a minute, Yi Gu wiped his sweat and walked over.
After standing and looking for more than a minute, Yigu wiped his.
Su Bai pointed to the baby. "When I was standing here just now, the baby was breastfeeding its mother in the painting. Look at it now."
When they looked over, they saw that the baby in the painting was holding the towering lump in one hand. Half of his body was turned to the side, and his face was facing the outside, which was to say, the people who were looking at the painting.
Yigu licked his lips. "There's a mystery to this painting?"
"This painting, there's something special about it?"
"It shouldn't be. My eyes shouldn't be playing tricks on me." Yi Gu was really very direct. He immediately stepped on the bed and extended his hand to take the painting down. "This is mine, haha."
Su Bai did not mind that much. However, he saw that there seemed to be something pressed against the pillow at the bedside. He walked over to lift the pillow and saw a small mirror. The small mirror was simple and natural. However, when he reached out to touch it, Su Bai suddenly had a very disgusting feeling in his chest, as if the mirror was contradicting him.
Taking a deep breath, Su Bai still held the mirror in his hand. The mirror began to tremble slightly, and Su Bai's expression became more and more unsightly.
At this time, Fatso walked over after cleaning the spittoon. He looked at the small mirror in Su Bai's hand and smiled.
"Old Bai, this thing does not suit you. This was used by people to guard their houses and ward off evil. In the past, those houses were very short, and they would put a small mirror like this on the roof beam to ward off evil. You have the smell of zombies on you, and this thing will naturally contradict you. Moreover, this thing does not have spiritual energy. It has only been used as an object to guard the house for a long time, and there is still some aura left in it. It will dissipate after a while. "
Su Bai shook his head. No, it was not like that. This mirror was not as simple as Fatso said. His bloodline and the things hidden in his body began to tremble when his hand touched the mirror. It was like adding water to a pot of hot oil.
Finally, Su Bai let out a muffled groan and put the mirror into his pocket. Without that direct contact, the power in his body finally calmed down.
"Brothers, shall we go now?" Yigu asked.
"Why do I feel that those foreign monks definitely have a nest?" Fatso said with some dissatisfaction.
"Sure, you can go directly to the headquarters. There are thousands of foreign monks and hundreds of thousands of believers waiting for your Fat Lord to visit." Yigu teased.
"Let's go." Su Bai said.
"Alright, let's go." Fatso also nodded.
However, just as the three of them were about to go out, the sound of footsteps came from outside. Moreover, there was more than one person. There were several people walking towards them.
"F * ck, why are they so fast?" Fatso was a little speechless.
Yigu shook his head and reached into his pocket to take out a few darts.
Fatso was not careless either. He took out a large handful of talisman papers. These talisman papers were colorful and looked quite interesting.
Su Bai's breathing immediately calmed down and he began to search for that feeling. Gradually, his temperament began to become cold. At the corner of his mouth, two fangs were revealed, and a layer of frost formed on his palms.
"These grandsons are too unlucky, hehe." Fatso laughed. It was also at this moment.
The door.
It opened!
"Don't move, police!"
"Police!"
"Don't move, raise your hands!"
Fatso was stunned, and so was Yigu. The ones who entered the door were not the foreign monks, but a few policemen in police uniforms.
Su Bai immediately retreated, letting Fatso's tall body block him. He closed his eyes, and the fangs at the corner of his mouth quickly disappeared. His entire person returned to normal.
"Uncle Police, it's a misunderstanding, we …" Fatso wanted to explain something, but it seemed that there was no way to explain. They were now more like thieves than thieves.
Moreover, everyone was holding stolen goods in their hands. This was completely caught red-handed. Actually, the most important thing was that the listeners of the terror broadcast would be restricted in the real world, such as killing people, violating the rules of society, etc. Therefore, there were many listeners, but very few unscrupulous people appeared. This was also the fundamental reason why this society could continue to exist peacefully. Fatso and Yigu both knew that if they took the opportunity to kill these people, they might not directly violate the rules, but in the next story world, it would increase the difficulty of their deaths. Therefore, at this moment, they were not really afraid of these policemen.
The policemen frowned. "Who are you? Where are those monks?"
At this moment, the elevator outside sounded. A few foreign monks walked out of the elevator. When they saw the policemen standing at their door, their first reaction was not to run away, nor was it fear. Instead, they rushed over together with ferocious expressions.
"Don't move!"
"Don't move!"
The two policemen immediately took out their guns, but the foreign monks were not afraid at all. They directly rushed forward, grabbed the policemen's guns, and twisted them. The two policemen who had taken out their guns did not dare to shoot without permission, especially since the other party's identity was relatively special. If they shot, it would easily cause a big dispute. Therefore, the foreign monks actually took away their guns the moment they came face to face.
However, these foreign monks did not let them off easily. Relying on their strong physique, they directly pressed the two policemen to the ground. Their fists were wrapped with Buddhist beads, which were very hard. It was like a layer of steel rings. When they attacked, they were very ruthless. After the two policemen were pressed under their bodies, they were beaten up a few times and basically fainted.
The other policeman who had already entered the door immediately took out his gun. However, in the distance, the two foreign monks who did not make a move chanted together, each holding a black toad-like thing in their hands.
The policeman who had just taken out his gun only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. He immediately knelt down and threw away his gun. His whole face was pale, and he began to twitch. White foam began to come out of his mouth.
Fatso was a little puzzled and said, "Why are these policemen so timid?"
Yigu said with the attitude of an experienced person, "They are afraid of making things bigger. Now these relationships are too sensitive and too difficult to deal with."
The four foreign monks quickly dealt with the policemen who were already somewhat restrained. They rushed in and were ready to pack up their things and escape. However, when they came in, they were surprised to find that there were actually three people in the room.
"Who are you?!"
A foreign monk asked in Chinese.
The other three foreign monks did not stop at all. They were holding the black toad in their hands and were ready to chant the spell.
"It's your ancestors!"
Fatso threw out a handful of talismans and then stamped his foot.
"Laojun Taishang is as urgent as the law!"
The flying knife in Yigu's hand floated up and directly shot out.
Those policemen had too many scruples, which was why they were defeated so quickly by those foreign monks. But these people didn't have any scruples, especially when these policemen had just attacked them. Now, they were fighting to be good citizens and maintaining social order as their own responsibility! Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The nature of the situation suddenly changed!
