There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 179: Ghost covering eyes
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"Donor, the poor monk has always been behind you."
Just when it was dark in front of the old **** stick, the old monk's voice sounded from where the old monk was standing behind him.
"Where are you old bald donkey, I can't see anything in the old way."
The old **** stick caught blindly with both eyes, and stretched out his hands to wobble wildly in the dark.
Boom!
There was a muffled noise in the dark cave where I could not see my fingers.
Wow, the old **** stick makes a cry of pain.
"What happened to the donor, are you okay with the donor?"
The old monk cares about asking.
"Sigh! It hurts the old way of life. I accidentally hit my head on the protruding rock just now." The old way couldn't help but breathe in the air, covering his forehead in pain and squatting on the ground.
"Donor, the poor monk feels that we may be blinded by ghosts, so there is nothing in front of us. Donor, stand where you are, don’t move around, the poor monk will come to the donor, we will meet again. Together they broke the ghost blinding in front of them." The old monk said, followed by the sound of footsteps.
"Ghost covering his eyes?!" The old **** stick was shocked.
"Donors don’t need to bear... Aooo!"
"Hey, what is it that is hard to beat the old way?"
"Shi, donor, did you just... squat and squat on the ground? What you just reached with your head, hissing, screaming, is between the two hips of a poor monk."
"Old bald donkey, you, you, you have taken advantage of me! Old bald donkey, where are you, get out of me!"
"Ah, scream, Amitabha, if the benefactor has anything, I should wait out of this ghost hole to talk about it. The poor monk is also squatting on the ground now."
In the cave where you can't see the five fingers, a man and a monk, one covering his head and the other covering his crotch, squatting on the ground with pain and unable to stand up, their mouths are still inhaling, and the two are touching inside the cave. Touching, crawling, and hearing each other's position to find each other's confluence.
"Ha, old bald donkey, I caught your foot! Old bald donkey, look at the old way, I have a monkey holding a peach!" The old **** stick cried out in surprise.
The old monk's voice is suspicious: "Donor, you didn't catch the poor monk's feet?"
In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, the old **** stick shivered: "If it wasn't the old bald donkey's feet, then, the old way I grabbed the foot... and who would it be? Is there a place in this hole? Three people?"
"Damn! Ghost!"
Heart-piercing screams, like thunder piercing the quiet night sky of a quarry. At this moment, Fang Zheng was surprised to see the darkening of the sky outside the window of the security room, and hurried out of the security room to save people.
However, when Fang Zheng rushed to the cave, he found that the cave was abnormal. It could actually swallow the beam of the mobile phone’s flashlight, without shining any light, as if he was looking at the dark abyss, and the dark abyss was also looking at him.
"Old God Stick!"
"Old God Stick, are you okay, if you are okay, just say a word!"
Fang Zheng did not rush into the strange and dangerous cave at this moment, but stood at the entrance of the cave and shouted.
"Squeak."
"Squeak."
There was a quick response from the cave, the voice of the old **** stick.
Fang Zheng's face turned dark, and he felt ashamed that he shouldn't have come to save the old **** stick.
It didn't take long for Fang Zheng to see a light source from the depths of the cave. A minute later, Fang Zheng finally saw the old **** stick and the old monk.
It's just that he has a strange look in his eyes.
At this time, the old **** stick and the old monk were like a life that failed to eat a chicken. Both of them squatted on the ground, their faces slowly groping out of the cave with pain.
One covers his head.
One covers the crotch.
"Attacked by a ghost?" Fang Zheng was curious.
What kind of ghost will attack people's crotch specifically?
Isn’t this ghost having any special hobbies?
Fangzheng closed his legs subconsciously.
The old **** stick and the old monk are silent at this moment, without mentioning why one is holding his head and the other holding his crotch.
At this time, Fang Zheng also noticed what the light source was in the cave, which was actually the Taoist robe worn by the old **** stick at the moment.
It is the Taoist clothing on the back of the Taoist robe that seems to be ordinary folk scriptures, which are glowing at the moment...because we are all fireflies.
Fang Zheng seemed to have discovered some new world, and he stared at the Taoist robe on the old **** stick with interest. He had always thought that this was a Taoist robe for ordinary props, but he actually looked away.
"Little brother, there are ghosts covering your eyes in this hole. As long as you enter the hole, your eyes can't see anything. Just now, I almost died in this hole." The old **** stick said at the moment. , His face is still a little green.
"Fortunately, I am wise and clever. I immediately reversed the robes uploaded by my ancestors. I only saw the white shadows flashing, and the ghosts disappeared."
The old monk on the side also testified: "Amitabha, thanks to the donor's rescue this time."
The old monk originally wanted to put his hands together, but he was still holding his crotch tightly with one hand, and he could only raise one palm.
The old **** stick immediately stood up and smiled, with his head held up like a **** in a battle, and his stance: "Old bald donkey, you still have to rely on me at the critical moment, just ask you if you are not convinced."
"Amitabha Buddha." The old monk sang a sutra.
Fang Zheng ignored the old **** stick who was playing tricks with the old monk, and temporarily did not go to detail what happened to the old **** stick's robe. He looked at the weird and deep cave at this moment with intent.
Old God Stick: "Little brother, have you found anything?"
Founder nodded.
The old **** stick asked curiously.
Fang Zheng looked at the old **** stick: "Old **** stick, did you urinate anywhere in the cave? I smell beef."
Laoshen Gun just had a bowl of beef ramen at noon.
The old **** stick's face turned green: "In addition to ghosts and evil spirits, but also to urinate and defecate anywhere?"
Then he refused to admit it and said: "It must be the old bald donkey peeing in the cave. The old bald donkey said, are you a fake monk, a monk of wine and meat?"
"Amitabha, the Bodhisattva is very compassionate and cannot bear to eat the flesh of sentient beings." The old monk looked compassionate.
The old **** stick changed the subject: "Little brother, since the old robe on my body can break the ghost and blind my eyes, it is better to go in a team of three of us. You are dragged down by the old bald donkey, just follow us intently. Cheer up and shout 666, watching the old way, I will kill demons, help justice, and return the world to a bright future."
The old **** stick became more excited as he spoke.
This is related to the 50,000 profit of the quarry is money, and the 50,000 profit promised by the manager personally is money, which is a full 100,000.
Can the old **** stick not be excited.
At this moment, I can’t wait to rush into the cave immediately, slaying demons and slaying demons, and fight for 300 rounds.
Nevertheless, Fang Zheng saw that the old **** stick and the old monk were both safe, and said plainly: "If the quarry is really haunted, we don't need to venture into the cave, the ghosts will come by themselves."
After speaking, he turned around to return to the security room.
His primary goal has never forgotten Zhang Jiu from beginning to end.
However...
Fang Zhenggang just turned around and took the first step. The picture in front of him changed, and the quarry disappeared...
The old **** stick and the old monk have to keep up. As a result, they just took the first step, and they felt that the picture in front of them changed and the quarry disappeared...