Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Chapter 20

That voice came from outside the door, and it sounded like a young girl: "Your Majesty, tell me what you have to complain about, and I will listen to you here..."

It's over, the ghost is here!

Ning Zhi suddenly covered his mouth, covered his mouth with a cry of surprise, and suppressed it in his throat, but the tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Lang Jun, don't you invite my servant to come in..."

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty does not want to see my family... My family is so heartbroken..."

The voices of the ghosts outside the door fluctuated from far away and nearer, louder and smaller, they circled the firewood house again and again, but they only wandered outside the door and did not enter the firewood house.

After Ning Zhi broke open the door of the firewood room, it could be said that it was in vain. The fine wind blew through the gaps in the wooden boards of the door, making the wooden door creak, and the sound was extremely sharp in the dark night. Cooperating with the ditty that the glamorous ghost outside the door is out of tune, they play a bleak tune that belongs to the three of them alone.

Ning Zhi's pile of firewood in front of the door was constantly pushed forward with the shaking of the door. With the breeze, a two-finger-wide gap gradually appeared between the door and the door frame. Yan Gui seemed to have discovered the gap, The little tune stopped quietly, and a black and white eye suddenly appeared in the gap.

Ning Zhi rushed forward, pulled out the short sword and stuck it through the wooden door, forcibly blocking the peeping eye.

But even though the door was cracked a crack, the ghost was just spying, and was only wandering outside the door, never entering through the crack. Ji Mingzhao recalled a movie he had seen, in which it was said that ghosts could not enter the door unless they were invited. , now it seems that art comes from life, but life...Ji Mingzhao listened to the ditty tunes outside the door...Life is far more scary than art.

Thinking of this, Ji Mingzhao suddenly remembered that Xu Guangbai had invited Ning Zhi in, so he put his hand on Xu Guangbai's mouth, fearing that the monkey boy would be impatient by the noise outside the door before inviting him in.

In this firewood room, there is a residual blood, a mortal, and the other may not be as good as a mortal, what do they use to fight the gorgeous ghost outside the door.

It's just that Ji Mingzhao really wrongly blamed Xu Guangbai. Although Xu Guangbai is not very smart, he is not a fool. He naturally heard that it was Ning Zhi outside the door before, so he warned him to put in everything he could not find dead.

"Your Majesty... the servants are waiting anxiously..."

Sister, don't do this, I'm afraid...

The three of them sat holding their breath in the firewood room, and none of them dared to make even the slightest sound, for fear that if they breathed a little louder, they would disturb the ghosts outside the door.

As we all know, the world may be shifted by God's will, and may be shifted by any unknowable reason, but no matter who the shift is because of, anyway, it is not shifted by Ji Mingzhao's will.

So at this time, when Ji Mingzhao needed complete silence, where the sound of a needle dropping could be heard, the weed grass on her back suddenly began to struggle in the backpack.

Previously, Ji Mingzhao had ordered the Fenlingcao not to move around, so he could not move easily. It was so quiet that Ji Mingzhao almost forgot that he still had such a grass in his hand. Now that the Fenlingcao moved like this, Ji Mingzhao You know, there's something on this flamboyant ghost.

The data board in front of Ji Mingzhao popped up again, and he hit Ji Mingzhao on the nose with a precise move, and once again scored a good KO result.

Damn it, you're still here!It's about the dog or your dog!

Ji Mingzhao tightly covered his mouth, no matter whether he was cursing the taskbar and the [-] generations of ancestors who made it behind it in his heart, he didn't dare to say a word.

Side task: Fenlingcao finds an opportunity and gives Fenlingcao two high-grade spirit stones.

After completing the task, you can get X10 top-grade spirit stone.

When Yin Vermilion Sha appeared earlier, Fanlingcao gave an early warning, but the task bar did not appear, but today, Fanlingcao gave an early warning, but the task bar appeared...

Yin cinnabar is fake, but this opportunity is real.

It's just that this chance is on this gorgeous ghost...

Ji Mingzhao listened to the ghost outside the door humming an out-of-key song, his heart felt as if he had entered an ice cellar, the blood that pumped from his heart was cold, this cold blood flowed through the seven meridians and eight veins, as if he could even touch his bones Frozen, the breath is contaminated with cold air.

She was afraid, afraid to the bone.

But now Xu Guangbai is seriously injured, and Xu Guangbai is the only one she can rely on.

Ji Mingzhao stomped his feet cruelly, monkey boy, don't move around here, wait for me to find a chance for you to come back!

The out-of-tune ditty outside the door gradually drifted away, as if the erotic ghost outside the door had lost interest in the people inside, and left this place, they were just about to breathe a sigh of relief...

"I found Mr. Lang..."

Ji Mingzhao's heart trembled suddenly, and he slowly raised his head to look at the square skylight of the woodshed.

"Lang Jun..."

That gorgeous ghost poked his head out and looked down from the skylight, his red lips curled up slightly, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The flamboyant ghost looked only twenty-eight years old. Although he sang about marrying a wife and marrying a man, he was not wearing a wedding dress, but a brand-new gray linen with creases, but with a bright red flower on his head. The flower hairpin, eyes like apricot cores, eyebrows like a crescent moon, face like a silver plate with vermilion lips, looks like a childish innocence in a delicate and pretty way.

It’s like a newly grown peach blossom on a branch, which is broken off at the most beautiful moment and sealed in a jar. The outside keeps the freshness of the freshly picked peach blossom, but the inside is withered and rotten. breath of life.

Yan Gui tilted his head and looked at the person and ghost in the firewood room: "Mr. Lang, don't you invite me to sit in, I'm tired from walking..."

"Ah!" Ning Zhi was new to the society and didn't know the dangers of the society, but in the end he couldn't stand such a face-to-face output from Yan Gui. A scream pierced the sky and echoed for a long time in the black night sky.

This scream with a voice as sharp as fingernails scratching a blackboard really stunned Yan Gui. The Yan Gui was stunned for a moment, and then giggled.

In the dark night like ink, there is no light in the sky, the moon and stars are hidden in the thick clouds, and the silver bell-like laughter of the delicate woman adds a bit of chill to the quiet night, no matter how nice the voice is, it is in vain. increase fear.

The Yan Gui stood at the skylight of the woodshed and looked down with his head tilted, as if he was looking at something interesting. Under the skylight, the two ghosts raised their heads and stared at the Yan Ghost, not daring to make a sound.

Yan Gui just looked out of the skylight for a while, and seemed to feel bored, so he slowly got down from the roof of the woodshed, walked around the woodshed twice, and then gradually drifted away singing an out-of-key tune .

The sound of gongs and drums in the distance reappeared, and gradually faded away with the cheerful tune of great joy, until the sound disappeared completely in the distance, and the three of Ji Mingzhao gradually breathed a sigh of relief, and the three souls and seven souls that were scared out by the ghost returned to their bodies.

"Mother... Where the hell is this..." Ning Zhi was still young after all, he ran into Baigui Yexing only two days away from the mountain gate, "I want to go back to the master's gate, master save me..."

Xu Guangbai raised his head, looked at Ning Zhi whose face was covered with tears and snot, and felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't figure it out. He was also a newcomer to cultivation. How could his spiritual power be so poor that even a mortal servant could beat him? However, if it were him, let alone two, I would beat all the fish monsters in the town.

I didn't cry like this when I lost my physical body, but when you saw a female ghost, you were frightened like this. You can't even beat two mortals, so you can't lose face.

Xu Guangbai couldn't see Ning Zhi sobbing, so he simply turned his back and stopped looking.

Ning Zhi just sobbed and cried all night, crying until Ji Mingzhao's head buzzed and stares flashed in his eyes. In the end, accompanied by the sound of sobbing all night, he fell into a sweet dream like this, and slept until dawn.

"Get up! It's so fateful that you are still alive. You screamed so loudly last night that you thought you were dead."

Early the next morning, the two servants who met yesterday came to the firewood room again, and lifted Ning Zhihuang, who had fallen asleep after crying, like a prisoner.

"Let's go, several clan elders want to see you."

Ning Zhi struggled to break free from the shackles of the two servants: "I just stole two cakes, why did you do this to me!"

"It's not good for you to steal, you stole into the temple of the Great Immortal Xuantian, you are brave enough!"

Ning Zhi was still struggling: "That's my master, what if I eat something from my master!"

"Your ancestor? You are a thief, how dare you call the Great Immortal your ancestor!"

When Ning Zhi was dragged out, Ji Mingzhao was still awake, and it was not until the sound of Xuantian Daxian called her out of Heimianmeng.

Immortal Xuantian... Ji Mingzhao immediately thought of the jade statue in Shichong Town. Isn't that jade statue the image of Immortal Xuantian? Why is there also a temple for Venerable Xuantian here?
"I'll go and see, don't move around." After Ji Mingzhao finished speaking, he trotted out of the woodshed and followed the three of them regardless of Xu Guangbai's answer or not.

After leaving the firewood house, Ji Mingzhao discovered that there was a temple outside the firewood house. This temple should be the temple of Venerable Xuantian. This temple was built even more than the ancestral hall in Shichong Town. It is full of heroic deeds of Venerable Xuantian slaying demons and demons in the local area. Under the sun, even the tiles are shining with wealth.

"Let go!" Ning Zhi is still struggling. He only entered the Tao last month, and he only got a glimpse of the method of cultivation at the age of 20. His brothers all said that he was just a waste, and only he himself did not believe it. Still can't make a single sword move, and now even the two servants can't break free, the Taoist disciples are so confused, they are extremely aggrieved.

"Be more honest!" The servant on the left was annoyed by Ning Zhi's noise, so he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve pocket and stuffed it into Ning Zhi's mouth.

"Luo San, isn't that the veil that Yuan Niang embroidered for me? Why is it in your hands!"

"Oh, let's borrow it, and I'll pay you back when I'm done using it."

"You! I don't want Pazi anymore!"

The three of them turned into the main hall of the temple of Venerable Xuantian clamoring. Ji Mingzhao looked up at the jade statue of Venerable Xuantian in the main hall. The main hall is as bright as day.

Unsurprisingly, the moment Ji Mingzhao stepped into the main hall, the jade statue's eyes focused on her again.

It's still the same formula, it's still the same taste, it's still the same as the old one, it's still so scary.

"Elder," the two servants threw Ning Zhi to the ground, "he brought it here."

(End of this chapter)