What kind of existence is Chen Daji? It can be said that he has seen more ghosts than people he knows.
So I just walked back while shaking my wet crotch, cursing.
"Damn it, I met a gangster. He stayed up late at night and peeked at people peeing."
"That's great. I'm so wet that I won't be able to wear it tomorrow. I have to force Chao'er to change it."
"That guy doesn't like bathing and doesn't care about hygiene. He doesn't know if there are lice or fleas in his crotch..."
At dawn the next day, it was a slightly weird old lady who woke up Chen Daji.
Chen Daji was stunned for a moment, then happily jumped out of bed.
"Oh, grandma, why did you find the time to come back?!"
"What the hell, the City God's Temple asked you to close down?!"
Grandma Mai, who had a kind face at first, was instantly displeased and slapped Chen Daji's big butt hard.
Snap, the sound is clear and crisp.
"You really haven't put in the roof for a whole day, you little brat. Is your grandma so unworthy in your heart?!"
"We even closed down the City God's Temple... We have to be able to do that even if we want to!"
"Hey Hey!"
After being spanked, Chen remembered that he was naked now because he wet his pants last night.
He quickly turned back to bed with a big blush.
"Well, grandma, please go out first."
"Boss, could you please go to the next room and bring us Chao'er's pants..."
Of course Hua Jiunan would not "help the tyrants do evil", so he smiled lightly and ignored it.
"Daji, what did you do last night? Why did you suddenly wet your pants?"
Chen Daji felt a little embarrassed when he was asked, so he coyly recounted the story of his encounter with the female ghost.
Grandma Mai smiled from ear to ear when she heard this.
"Don't talk nonsense, little brat. Miss Fang'er is not a gangster, she is the rich daughter of the Black Mountain Ghost Wang family."
"Grandma, I specially invited her to come on a blind date with you...but she didn't like you at all!"
The old man had the idea of finding more ghost wives for Chen Daji on the train back.
After all, with his virtue, there is absolutely no hope of "successful courtship" on his own.
(For details, see Chapter 1269 of this book: Female Practitioners)
The Black Mountain Ghost King can be said to be the number one "ghost cultivator" in the northern land.
His status is as high as that of Black Mama.
At least before Grandma Mayi merged with Zongbu, or before she was canonized as a city god, she couldn't talk to others at all.
It's just that this ghost king, who has existed for more than five thousand years, has a very indifferent personality.
It's the kind of person who cares about things that don't concern themselves.
Therefore, most people don't even know of his existence.
This is also the reason why the Ghost Mother Evil God back then would rather fight with Hua Jiunan and the others before escaping to Black Mountain, rather than dare to take even a step forward.
Chen Daji was shocked when he heard this.
"Damn it, why didn't you tell me about such a good thing earlier, grandma?"
"We might as well prepare something in advance... at least leave a good first impression!"
"Grandma, is there really no hope at all?!"
Grandma Mai smiled bitterly and shook her head.
"I didn't think about it at all!"
"Miss Fang'er said she has seen clearly, you are too young..."
When the old man said this, he was afraid that Chen would misunderstand him, so he quickly added: "You are too young...you two are not suitable..."
"It turns out it's because I'm young..." Chen Daji, whose self-esteem was severely hurt, finally didn't go crazy.
"Shuangqiu, she doesn't like us, but she also dislikes her..."
Although Mr. Chen is a bit immoral, he is not so bad as to bury a strange woman.
What's more, he doesn't have any shortcomings for him to eliminate.
So I tried my best to suppress the dirty words that came to my lips.
He scratched his bald head and thought about it for a while, then let out a hey hee laugh.
"What should I do if I don't have pants? The bastard wears them outside!"
"Hey, there's nothing inside, it's just cool. When I walk, I feel the breeze..."
Hua Jiunan was too lazy to watch him play tricks, and turned to look at Grandma Mai respectfully.
"Grandma, are you anxious to come back this time?"
Grandma Mai nodded deeply.
"Isn't it something? It's a big deal!"
Having said this, the old man looked at Hua Jiunan and Chen Daji with worried eyes.
"Here comes the King of Hell's order. Please go to Baiyue with you and the little kid to help fight the war."
"Who do you think you two have agreed to?!"
Hua Jiunan nodded gently and explained Wang Shushan's story in detail.
Only then did Grandma Mai understand the whole story. She sighed and gently touched Chen Daji's bald head.
"The Age of Dharma Ending is really a trap. Otherwise, there would be no need for you two children to march here and there..."
"This time I came with the King of Hell and this treasure."
Grandma Mai said as she took out a big knife that was full of gaps but was bright.
Hua Jiunan was stunned for a moment, then quickly took it with both hands and raised it over his head.
"grandfather!"
That's right, this was the only item that Uncle Li took with him when he "left", the hundred-cutting sword that accompanied him throughout his military life!
Kill all the Japanese devils and the Western barbarians with a hundred-kill sword!!