Hearing Huang Chao's voice, the old donkey was so frightened that his front legs softened and he knelt down on the ground with a grunt.
But then he immediately got up again, howling and running towards the front.
As I ran, I thought to myself:
Stop?! Are you waiting to be caught and burned as donkey meat?!
Don’t run?! If I don’t run, Mr. Donkey, I will be a stupid mule...
With Huang Chao's knowledge, he could naturally tell that Shopkeeper Liu was in a special state at this time, or that he had no ability to resist at all.
In addition, he had something important to do, so he didn't take any action himself. He just asked a group of ghost soldiers to chase the donkey cart.
Although Lao Donkey looks old, he has followed shopkeeper Liu from village to village over the years and his strength has not declined.
Especially in this life-threatening moment.
As the four hooves flew around, the speed was not slow.
By the time a group of ghost soldiers caught up with it, it had already run five or six miles along the mountain road.
Just because it was going too fast, the wooden cart it was pulling was jolted to pieces, and the black coffin on it fell to the snow.
The ghost soldiers divided into two "men" to continue chasing the donkey, while the other picked up the black coffin and went back to find Huang Chao to revive him.
When the old donkey saw that he had lost his master, his eyes turned red immediately, he howled and turned around and rushed back.
The two ghost soldiers were accidentally knocked to the ground by it, and they jumped back and forth on the ghost soldiers.
The ghost soldiers "lost Jingzhou" because of their carelessness. One move accidentally caused them to be ravaged by donkeys, so they naturally picked up weapons and fought hard.
After several struggles, although the old donkey won the final victory, he was still covered in bruises.
Fengli raised his head and looked in the direction of Huang Chao. After barking a few times, he decided to go to his deaf mother-in-law's house for help... After all, he was "alone" and most likely not an enemy...
On the other side, the deaf mother-in-law was sitting on the "official sedan" of the linen-clad grandmother, while Hua Jiunan and Chen Daji rode Chang Baye all the way back to the small courtyard.
The ink artist Ma Mingyang stood alone on a huge wooden bird flying at low altitude.
What Chen Daji envied most was that the wooden bird not only flew smoothly and steadily, but also had a transparent shed on top to protect it from wind and rain.
Seeing the horse's fame and extraordinary handsomeness, Chen Daji was filled with envy, and therefore despised Chang Baye under his crotch even more.
"Ba Ye, take a look at my big bird. Not only does it have a shed, it also looks good."
“You don’t have to eat instant noodles to have a good meal!”
"Compared to this, you look like a country bumpkin!"
Chang Baye wanted to reply, but when he thought about the "fuel consumption" of his three bags of instant noodles per 100 kilometers, he felt a little guilty.
So I hummed and didn't dare to say anything.
As the saying goes: The eighth master can bear it, but the "eighth sister-in-law" cannot!
Ba Min'er, who was originally wrapped around Hua Jiunan's wrist and just wanted to be a quiet little girl, immediately jumped up when she saw her man being "humiliated".
It turned into a mini snakeskin whip and slapped Chen Daji on his foul mouth.
As he screamed, the guy's thick lips suddenly swelled into two sausages...
Chen Daji howled in pain and complained loudly without knowing the reason.
"Oh, mom, it hurts so much. Eighth, eighth sister-in-law, I didn't bother you, I didn't mess with you. Why are you whipping me?!"
When Chang Baye saw his good gay friend being beaten, he naturally felt heartbroken.
Afraid of being frightened, he turned his head and glanced at the little flying snake, and couldn't help but complain softly.
"Why are you beating a little kid when you have nothing to do? This guy is swollen... and even uglier..."
Ba Min'er, who was originally "full of indignation," didn't hear what Chang Baye said at all.
Because Chen Daji's "eighth sister-in-law" voice instantly broke her guard.
When I looked over again, I felt that this major general seemed much more handsome...
Alas, it really shouldn’t be!
A man is joking and quarreling with his brother, why is he, a woman, messing around with other people?
Fortunately, the young general is not too smart... he is kind and doesn't care about himself.
Otherwise, if a memorial were presented in front of the prince, wouldn't it cause big trouble for the men in the family...
After thinking this, the little flying snake quickly landed on Chen Daji's shoulder and apologized to him.
"Young Master, Major General, if I say that I straightened up because of a cramp just now and accidentally hit you, would you believe it..."
Chen Daji obviously drank too much Mengpo soup, he rubbed his mouth and nodded repeatedly.
"Believe it, why don't you believe it!"
"When I was a kid, I slept with my dad and kicked him in his briefs because of cramps."
"That guy hurt our dad so much that he held his crotch and moaned for half the night ([bànxiǔ], in Northern dialect, means half the night)!"
"When he finally stopped hurting, he beat me with a big wooden stick for half the night!"
"Is this so damn good? No one slept all night..."
After listening to Chen Daji's serious answer and looking at his increasingly swollen lips, the little flying snake blamed herself even more:
It feels like you cheated a fool out of your conscience and he only had one dollar, and he still asked you with a naive smile if it was enough.
If it's not enough, he'll find a way to find someone to borrow some for you...
In this "guilty" mentality, Xiao Fei She lowered her head and made a promise to Chen Daji.
"Major General, from now on... whoever dares to bully you in the future, my little girl will help fight back!"
"Fight back ten times, a hundred times!"
Chen Daji was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded happily. M.
Then he thought about it for a moment, scratched his big head and muttered to himself.
"Except for my father and my eighth master, I have never suffered any loss at the hands of outsiders... I only beat others up!"
The little flying snake was stunned, then looked at "General Fool" with disdain, and flew back to Hua Jiunan's wrist with a whoosh.
Is it possible that I can help him beat his father...or beat his own man?!
What does this major general think!!
Hua Jiuran looked at his good brother and shook his head helplessly.
Just as he was about to continue asking the Mohist Ma Mingyang about his spiritual practice, he suddenly looked up and saw a black shadow running straight towards him.
The black shadows were scurrying around at extremely fast speeds.
Also discovering the black shadow was Chen Daji.
"Damn it, Yuyuyu!"
"Baye, stop quickly, we're going to hit you!!"
Ever since he injured Zhang Shangdeng last time and suffered a lot of famine on his back, Chang Baye has always been cautious about "driving".
He even exchanged his limited achievements for a little money and asked Chen Daji to buy a copy of "The Latest Revised Edition of Traffic Regulations".
Then I begged Hua Jiu Nan to explain it to me for more than half a month.
It wasn’t until I thought I knew it by heart that I dared to hit the road again...