Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 162: White-haired people give black-haired people

Sub "Go, you go!"

Su Yuhang held a black rope in his hand and directly looped around the zombie wearing general armor, and then put his feet on the zombie's back and used himself as the axis to exert force.

This general zombie has a tall stature. It is estimated that he was a brave general before his death. After he died, he turned into a zombie. It was even more terrifying. After all, the murderous aura he had gathered before his death was completely integrated into the body and turned into a purer evil spirit.

When you live as an outstanding person and die as a ghost, such words are definitely not purely shouting slogans and lyricism. In fact, even if you are a ghost, it is more terrible to be a ghost after death.

Xu Fugui did not leave. The core position of the ancient tomb in this story world is guarded by the formations left by the Taoist priests of Maoshan, so that neither he nor Su Yuhang can use special abilities. They can only face the zombies purely with their bodies. Now, the general zombie can only rely on this brute force, and it can't be displayed here by the means of the zombie.

"Seven Stars and Eight Diagrams Lamp!"

Xu Fugui took down a permanent light stand beside him and muttered the formula silently. Then his face showed a surprise color, and the flame turned white.

Maoshan’s formation will naturally not suppress Maoshan’s spells. Fortunately, there will be more wealth and wealth. Otherwise, he and Su Yuhang may really be planted in this story world, and as normal people, they will be killed by zombies. The audience is indeed too aggrieved.

The flame was touched by the fingertips, and the rich figure ran forward quickly, and then he pointed the burning fingertips on the zombie's jaw and slammed it along.

"Roar!"

Plums of corpse energy are ejected from the zombie's mouth, and the zombie's strength seems to be slowly weakening for this reason.

Su Yuhang kicked violently behind, kicking the zombie to the ground.

After landing, the zombie didn't bounce up directly, but kept twitching, and the body began to rot slowly, and at the same time it gave off a foul smell.

"Huh..." Su Yuhang took a long sigh of relief. He looked at his injuries and then at the same embarrassed wealth. He a little bit sighed: "Fuck, I really almost confessed here. ."

After that, Su Yuhang didn't take too much rest, and he turned around and leaned on the coffin and began to search for the artifacts inside.

For the listener, it's really endless searching.

Xu Fugui squatted down next to the corpse of the zombie and carefully checked some details of the zombie.

"White is here, nothing is left." Su Yuhang turned around, slamming his fist on the side wall of the coffin, "It's all gold and silver, there is nothing with aura."

"It shouldn't be." Xu Fugui shook his head, "Looking at the zombie's clothes, the grade is definitely not low, but there is only some gold and silver in this tomb, which is obviously very abnormal.

Civil officials like to bring book slips and ancient scrolls to the burial, while military generals like to equip horses and armored weapons for burial, but there is no such thing as a warrior. "

"So, wealth, do you mean that this is just a fake tomb?" Su Yuhang frowned slightly, and then looked around, "If you look at the general tomb for the purpose of guarding an ancient tomb. , There should be a tomb with a more respectable status, because it is the identity of the defender, and it is naturally impossible to match the weapon to be buried in the pit.

But I can be sure that there are no other tombs here, and you have also seen them. According to the story of the world, the Maoshan Taoist priests sealed this place thirty years ago, and it is impossible for them not to find the main tomb. So, maybe something happened. For example, the general died first, but what happened to the emperor, and what happened to the dynasty. In the end, this tomb that was originally used as the guardian of the future monarch became such a nondescript. The only one. "

"It should be so." Xu Fugui agreed with Su Yuhang's analysis, but he quickly smiled, "But it doesn't seem to be nothing."

Fugui put his hand into the zombie’s mouth, digging for a while, and took out a jade pendant from it. "A little sacrifice can be made into a body protector, but the grade is not very high."

Su Yuhang was not very interested in this object. He came over to help the rich and honorable. "Leave here first. This Maoshan formation makes me very uncomfortable, and the zombie's corpse is indeed too stinky. "

"When you have a child in the future, his pooping and peeing will also be stinky." Xu Fugui joked with a smile.

"Can this be the same?" Su Yuhang also cooperated with Fugui's ridicule, "No matter how bad my son is, can there be a zombie smell?"

The two helped each other out of the tomb. Without stopping by the tomb too much, they went straight down the mountain and came to a village below the mountain.

They have almost completed the main quest. The reason why they are still lacking is because they deliberately. An open world of supernatural stories hides a lot of secrets, and it's worth buying more time to dig out.

The injuries on the two of them are not too serious, but they decided to rest in this village and go to the county town tomorrow.

After nightfall, Xu Fugui, who was lying on the bed, was awakened by the sound of opening the door. The one who came was Su Yuhang.

Su Yuhang is holding a bamboo basket in his hand.

Of course, what shocked Xu Fugui was that Su Yuhang had progressed to the point where he couldn't find out in advance when he was close to him.

"It seems that you haven't found me yet."

Su Yuhang admitted that he blocked his breath in advance when he walked over.

"Horrible talent." Xu Fugui shook his head and got out of bed.

"There is nothing good in the village."

Su Yuhang put the basket on the table and brought out two pots of rice wine, a plate of fried peanuts, and a plate of dried radish.

"No meat." Xu Fugui was somewhat dissatisfied.

"Make do with it, you don't know if this village is poor. Besides, I'm not ashamed to steal someone's chicken."

"This is true or false." Xu Fugui said rudely.

"Hehe, how should I put it, today the moon is good, and it is a rare farmhouse, right? To enjoy the moon with old rice wine with peanuts and dried radish, this is an artistic conception.

If it is accompanied by a plate of roast chicken, wouldn't it be a waste of the moonlight? "

"I'm really curious about why the broadcast wants you to be a listener, maybe you can become an artist."

Xu Fugui didn’t say exactly what kind of artist Su Yuhang could be, because Su Yuhang had too many talents. The rich man, versatile, proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but such a guy who should have been a romantic For the audience, Xu Fugui was also a pity for Su Yuhang.

Of course, it’s even more a pity that it’s the roast chicken man. Xu Fugui knows Su Yuhang’s craftsmanship. In the real world, he can only cook for others when Su Yuhang wants to please Liu Mengyu. Other times It's too hard to have a meal, because this guy is too lazy.

"Prosperity." Su Yuhang and Xu Fugui had a drink, "I feel like I am about to advance into a senior audience."

"Do you want to come to enjoy the moon today or to show off?"

"Come, let's go one more."

The two touched another cup.

Next, the rate of drinking slowed down. After all, there was not much alcohol, but there was still the whole second half of the night.

"How is your son?" Su Yuhang asked suddenly.

"I occasionally visit, but they can't see me." Xu Fugui sighed in a daze, "Wife, child, it is not convenient for me to continue participating in their lives."

"Broadcasting is actually not that unkind." Su Yuhang counseled, "You don't need to be so clear."

"If you really live together in the future, if you saw your daughter-in-law cut her hand while cutting vegetables, and saw your son almost fall off the balcony playfully, what would you do?"

"Hey." Su Yuhang didn't answer this question again. Also, the audience seemed to have the power of a god, but he was more like a plague god, who could easily infect his own situation on people close to him. .

Maybe this is also a kind of fun in broadcasting.

"If one day I became a radio, I would change this **** fun." Su Yuhang Miller squinted and took another sip of wine.

"Haha." Xu Fugui smiled again.

"Don't you believe it?" Su Yuhang pointed at Xu Fugui and asked seriously, and then Su Yuhang himself patted the table and smiled, "Hahahaha, I don't believe it either."

After the two people laughed, Su Yuhang looked at the bright moon in the sky and said: "The four great joys of life, do you know?"

Xu Fugui was uncomfortable, but his eyes when he looked at the moon began to become hazy~IndoMTL.com~The moon night is hazy, and the people are hazy,

The heart is also hazy.

"Long drought meets nectar." Su Yuhang said.

"One drop." Xu Fugui answered.

"Meet the old friends in a foreign country."

"Creditor."

"The wedding night in the bridal chamber."

"Next door."

"Golden List title."

"Same name."

Su Yuhang hooked Xu Fugui's shoulders, "You said, three years later, are we still alive?"

"I think I can live another twenty years." Xu Fugui said.

"Haha, if you can live for another twenty years, I can be a broadcaster."

"Old Su, do you know what a great joy and great sadness in life is?" Xu Fugui asked suddenly.

"Say." Su Yuhang asked while pouring his wine.

"The white-haired person gives the black-haired person." Xu Fugui said.

"This is great compassion?" Su Yuhang asked.

Xu Fugui looked at Su Yuhang and smiled: "I said if I'm overjoyed, would you believe it?"

"You drank too much. After that, my son will send me the end to me even if it is sad for me?"

Xu Fugui pointed his finger at Su Yuhang, and smiled while drinking:

"Right, right."

"For a ghost, rich and honorable, you were older than me, it's different.

As for me, I will definitely catch Liu Mengyu in the future,

I want her to give birth to my son.

I’m not afraid that my son will become a listener. I just want to stay with my son and live a good life together. I want to be a good father. At least, I know how to educate myself better than the old man in my family who only knows how to go to the camp. child. "

"But..."

"But what, you can't help but block me when you drink to the moon?"

"Okay, you will be a good father." Xu Fugui said.

"Right, let me go."

"Boom."

Flick the wine glass,

Yueming is still the same.