Hua Jiu was in trouble. Not long after Chen Daji arrived in the courtyard, Hui Laoliu appeared next to the two of them.
Chen Daji couldn't help but wonder: "Old god, why are you always so punctual and don't sleep at night?"
If anyone asked this, Hui Lao Liu would definitely slap him with a big mouth!
Unexpectedly, Chen Daji was a good friend of Hua Jiunan. He didn't look at the monk's face to look at the Buddha's face, so he could only snort and pretend not to hear.
Seeing Hui Laoliu's attitude, Chen Daji instantly understood that he had said the wrong thing:
Damn it, I'm such a fool!
Aren’t rats always active during the day and nocturnal, and only come out at night to steal food to eat...
Just when Chen Daji was thinking wildly, the old-fashioned wall clock in the deaf mother-in-law's house began to ring.
It's midnight!
A large amount of dense fog suddenly emerged from the originally clear night sky.
Even the moon became hazy.
From time to time, various strange sounds are heard in the distance:
There was the sound of strong wind blowing through the treetops, the roar of animals, and the cry of night owls.
There are all kinds of weird laughter mixed in, which makes people's hair stand on end.
Chen Daji was a little scared and moved involuntarily towards Hua Jiunan.
"Everyone, pay attention, the dirty stuff is coming out!"
Just as he finished speaking, a pale, cold hand placed on Chen Daji's shoulder from behind.
There was also the laughter of "Jie Jie Jie".
"Oh shit, a ghost has entered the yard!"
Chen Daji was so frightened that he jumped three feet high and rushed behind Hui Laoliu.
"Old god, help me!"
However, Hui Laoliu just looked at him indifferently and had no intention of taking action.
At the same time, a long cigarette bag hit Chen Daji hard on the head, causing a big bag to bulge in an instant.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, little bastard, please see clearly before you scream!"
Chen Daji covered his head and kept rubbing it, tears welling up in pain.
"Oh Mom, it hurts me so much, it turns out it's grandma!"
"Grandma, you showed up before, but it wasn't such a big scene. I thought it was something dirty..."
Grandma Mai liked Chen Daji's messy character, which made Jie Jie laugh weirdly.
"You little brat, when grandma comes here, it's just like going home. What kind of scene are you talking about?"
"I did not do this to break the formation. There is indeed something dirty coming."
Hui Laoliu smiled slightly:
"Sister Mai, when traveling, the pomp is much greater than this."
"At the very least, the sky is filled with black snow and a blood moon looms in the sky."
"Those messy things still dare to scream? They were scared away long ago!"
Hui Laoliu's smooth flattery made Grandma Mai quite satisfied.
"Jie Jie Jie, Lao Liu, after you have improved your Taoism, your mouth will become sweet. Grandma, I am optimistic about you!"
While several people were talking, they heard the sound of messy footsteps approaching from far away.
Go straight to the small courtyard.
It wasn't until I entered Huajiu Nan that I saw clearly that they were a group of "ghost soldiers" of about a hundred people.
Calling them "soldiers" is a bit reluctant:
All of them were livid and skinny.
A yellow scarf was tied on his head, and his body exuded a faint black aura.
Although there was a long queue, it was obviously uneven.
He kept shouting slogans.
The shouts were just uneven, but more like he was booing.
The weapons in his hands are even more diverse:
There were swords, guns, swords and halberds, and there were even some with hoes and sledges.
Only a few of them were wearing broken armor, and the rest of the ghost soldiers were in rough clothes.
When this group of ghost soldiers walked to the entrance of the small courtyard, it seemed as if they couldn't see the courtyard door so close to them.
Keep circling around the area.
Chen Daji saw the novelty and sighed:
"Damn it, what are these ghost soldiers wandering around?"
"You have two eyes for peeing? You can't see through such a big door?!"
"They won't be highly myopic like Fatty Zhao, right?"
Hua Jiugang understood the key and bowed to the pine tree in the courtyard.
"Thank you for your help, old man."
Chen Daji was reminded by Hua Jiunan and understood that it was Mr. Song who protected him, so he immediately followed him and saluted.
At the same time, he asked Hua Jiu Nan softly.
"Boss, the ghost soldiers are in such a mess, they are like a group of refugees fleeing for their lives."
"Could it be that Mr. Song secretly robbed them on the way?"
Hua Jiunan glanced at Chen Daji.
"Stop talking nonsense, Mr. Song can't be so boring!"
Hui Laoliu smiled faintly.
"It wouldn't be surprising if these ghost soldiers crawled out of ancient tombs."
"This is how they behaved when they were alive!"
Chen Daji had just offended Hui Laoliu and did not dare to ask him, so he could only continue talking to Hua Jiunan.
"Boss, what are the ghost soldiers chirping about? I can't understand a word."
Hua Jiu Nan was about to answer, but Hui Laoliu got there first.
He walked up to Chen Daji with a smile and said:
"It's easy to understand nonsense. I'll help you."