Chapter 96: Fang inch chaos Mo Daofang chaos 2

Thanks: "I..."
When the voice did not fall, he only felt that the flower city was weak, and he climbed up with a burst of pain and couldn't help but shrink.
Although Huacheng’s movements have been extremely restrained, this pain is nothing to him, but I don’t know why, in front of Huacheng, he seems to be a bit sorrowful. Perhaps it was because Huacheng first said to him that he wanted to be deliberately stunned, but he did not succeed. Appreciating the retreat of thanking the pity, Huacheng immediately clenched his cheekbones and whispered: "Nothing. It will be fine soon. Don't be afraid."
Xie pity shook his head. There was a lighter movement in the flower city, and I started to take a quick shot. When I raised my hand, I took out a small needle and said, "Okay, it’s okay."
Thanks for the slightest look, the needle tip flashed with vicious light, and the flower city's five fingers slightly merged, and it was crushed into a black gas, dissipated in the air. Upon seeing it, Xie pity put the restlessness on the side for a while, and said: "Good resentment. The general fetal spirit will not have such a strong mana."
Huacheng stood up and said, "Yes. So, it must not be the normal passing spirit."
At this time, a mask man leaned in and handed a clay pot in his hands and handed it to Huacheng. Xie pity subconsciously observed whether the man wore a curse on his wrist, this time his sleeves were tightly tied. Huacheng took it, took a look at the pottery jar with one hand, turned and handed it to the praying of sitting on the jade. Xie Pity hadn't gotten together yet, and he heard a sullen cry from the children. It seemed that something was madly smashing inside, and the pots shook slightly, and almost no one could stand, and the alert was even worse.
And he took the clay pot and picked up a corner of the pottery seal. He only looked inside, and the back slammed a chill.
I saw that the dough had the same thing as a blank tire. Although both hands and feet grew, but the weakness was weak, the head was hidden in the darkness. The whole look is simply a deformed internal organs.
This is its true body!
Xie Li immediately re-sealed the jar and said: "It turns out."
He has heard that some people will look for pregnant women who are not full-term, cut off the child in the belly of the pregnant woman, make a little ghost to perform some spells, drive it to harm people, protect themselves, or protect the town house. It seems that this fetus is the product of the sorcerer, and his mother, who is probably a thank-you believer, will not put the amulet of the pity in the clothes of the unborn child.
After a moment of indifference, thank you for saying: "This fetus is what you caught. Saburo can mind if I take it to investigate it. Because I had met it once with Junshan, this time it was the second time for me. In front of me, I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or a connection.

Huacheng Road: "I want to take it and take it away. Even if I don't show it, you can catch it by yourself."
Thanks and laughs: "However, even if Saburo catches it, it is much easier than I can catch it."
He was talking about it, but he listened to Huacheng: "Is it? If I didn't go at that time, what method would you plan to use to grab it? Eat it into your stomach and swallow the sword?"
"..."
I really told him.
There is no disappointment in the face of Huacheng. Xie Pity is inexplicably aware that he is a little angry.
Intuition tells him that if this sentence is not answered correctly, Huacheng will be even more angry. I don’t know how to deal with it. I suddenly feel that my stomach is shrinking. I can’t help but say:
...I am a little hungry.

"..."
The thank-you who responded to the export was embarrassed to see what the expression on the face of Huacheng was. He could only honestly explain: "This time is really hungry..."
For a long while, Huacheng finally screamed and laughed.
This smile, in front of the pity, like a haze, suddenly relieved. Flower City is half-smile and sigh, nodded, said: "Do it."
Originally, Huacheng wanted to leave him to a banquet in the bliss, but thanked him for listening to the word "the banquet", and he knew that he would have to be greatly extravagant, and he proposed to go out and take some food. The flower city should be.
The bliss was very warm, and the clothes of both of them were dried shortly after they entered. However, she was very eye-catching, and he borrowed a set of clothes from Huacheng and changed her clean white clothes. After the two went out and walked out of the distance, they could still hear the crying of the fetal spirit, and shouted "Mother", which shows that they are tenacious. However, in the ghost city, ghosts and wolverines are everywhere, and it’s not unusual to cry.
Ghost Street is still very lively, with stalls selling specialty snacks on both sides. Although the ghosts are still those ghosts, their attitudes are quite different from those of the last time they visited. Huacheng and his side by side, those who are very fantastic, all smiled and greeted each other, rushing to greet the two, almost nodded, and thanked the pity for a word: "Fox and Tiger."
In addition to paying attention to Huacheng, there are thousands of pairs of eyes that cast a more burning look on Xie Pity. It seems to be examining and guessing, who can go alongside the ghost city, who is it, He also wondered if he made a wrong decision. In the turbulent flow of demons and ghosts, Wanzhong is currently accustomed to Huacheng, asking him: "What do you want to eat?"
I finally saw that the thing I was selling was not a very strange stall. I would like to express my gratitude to the quick decision, saying: "Let's just this one."
Huacheng said: "This family can't."
Thank you for your pity: "Why?"
Huacheng did not speak, indicating that he was watching the stall. Thanks for the pity, the stall owner saw them staying here, excited to pick up their hands, seems to be waiting for them to come, nervously slamming the tables and chairs bench. However, the thing it used to wipe the table and chair bench was his tongue.
"..."
Although the pots and pans that were smashed by the wide, long tongue were covered with crystal water drops, reflecting the new luster, but thank you for giving up the store decisively and quickly left. After a few steps, he saw a chicken soup hall decorated very clean and fresh. The front door was written with the words "home-grown chicken, slow-fired old soup. Now sell it, keep it clean", stop: " Ah, if you have chicken soup, why not drink a bowl?"
Huacheng said again: "This is not the case."
Thanks for your pity, said: "Is there a problem with the plate or is there a problem with the chicken?"
Huacheng took him into the store, opened a curtain and gestured for pity. Thanks for the curious look into the head, no words at the time. I saw a large pot at the back of the kitchen. There was a big fire under the pot. The pot was hot and steaming. There was a man with a red in his head who was taking a bath in boiling water. There are also many barrels next to the cauldron, which are filled with salt, pepper, vanilla and so on. In front of the hall, the guest shouted: "The boss is a bit salty! The taste is light!"
The man took a bath and grabbed a lot of spices on his body. The towel rubbed his back and rubbed it. Finally, make a loud scream: "Oh-!"
Thanks for letting go of the curtain and quit silently.
After a big lap, the two finally found a store, and the signboard was
authentic food
. Although Xie Li feels that this "genuine" has to be questioned, for example, as far as he knows, the human chef does not use the meat of the large monsters that are difficult to hunted to make skewers, but relatively speaking, this is the most normal. It’s gone.
When the two sat down, the group of ghosts who followed for a long time were all surrounded, and they contributed to the side dishes with great diligence. The pig butcher had a white human leg on his shoulder and squeaked, screaming: "The owner! Is the fresh thigh meat? Just arrived!"
The group of ghosts said: "Go and go! Will the friends of the city owner eat the stuff? You are a green ghost? You may have to eat your thighs!"
"The smell is so big, don't make people sick!"
The pig really raised a pig's hoof and said: "If the city owner and the city owner friend can afford it, what is the leg?" I tell you, Laozi's legs are definitely strong!"
Thanks to pity, Junjun can't help but bow down and drink porridge. Huacheng did not pay attention to them, and the ghosts sent their blood to the courtesy, and they said:

Local special snack brain juice! Selected on the good demon brain, all of them have been repaired for more than 50 years! You smell this mellow!

"This duck blood is very good, look at you, you just cut it from your own body, try it."
"The fruit of our family is the authentic fresh fruit of the grave. We are not the ones who are long on the dead. We don't pick it at all.
A bunch of piles, thank you for your gratitude, and thank you constantly. It’s not good for such a raging enthusiasm, but some special snacks are really difficult to look directly at. I’m in the middle of the chaos and see the opposite side of the flower city, looking at him with a smile, thanking the left and looking at the right, coughing, whisper: ... Saburo..."
Huacheng said this: "Brothers don't have to pay attention to them. People are crazy."
The ghost immediately said: "The city owner can't say that! We are not crazy when anyone comes. If the city owner is our grandfather, what is the brother of the city owner? It is our uncle..."
"Yeah, the big man is coming, of course, going crazy!"
Xie pity and laughter, I thought that this is all nonsense, Huacheng also said: "Less nonsense. Shut up!" The group of people quickly said: "Yes! The city owner is right. Shut up. Not a big brother!"
Who knows, at this time, there are a few female ghosts who have been groaning, and finally can't help it. "Come on, you are... isn't that the last Taoist brother who told Lancome that he didn't raise it?"
"..."
Thanks for a porridge on the spot.
The group of ghosts seemed to discover what a terrible secret, and fried: "Oh my mother! Really!"
"It is he who is him! Lancome is talking about people around!"
A lot of savvy ghosts are going to pick up the ghosts of the pick-ups. However, the flower city must have heard it. Xie Pity looked up and saw that Huacheng picked up one eyebrow and looked at him with gaze. He seemed to be thinking about what it means to connect with him. It was originally an excuse for the last time when she met the female ghost, and was ridiculed by the crowds, but he was able to take it easy. Now he is coming to the flower city, but he can’t help it. He can’t hate to stun himself, saying:
I...

Huacheng seems to be waiting patiently for him. But what can you say? Is it still a serious face to defend yourself not to mention?
Thank you for your kindness: "...I am full."
He was indeed full, and when he finished, he got up and hurried out of the stall. Behind the group of ghosts holding a bunch of carefully prepared specialty snacks screaming more than: "Big, adults! You still eat!"
Huacheng also chased it up, took time to go back and said again: "Roll!"
The group of ghosts quickly rolled again. Xie pity walked in front of the chaos for a while, see no ghosts to follow up, slow down the pace and wait for the flower city. After a short while, Huacheng took the hand and came forward, a serious and authentic: "I don't know my brother has such hidden diseases."
Thanks for the moment: "No!"
Also helplessly said: "... Saburo."
Huacheng nodded and said: "Good. Saburo understands. I won't say it again."
He looked like a very obedient and obedient, but it was very obvious. He said: "You are really not sincere."
Huacheng smiled and said: "I swear, you can't find a more sincere heart than me."
Hearing this familiar answer, Xie Pity also laughed.
Speaking, he said seriously: "Sanlang, do you know where the Qianduan view is?"