Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

He taught him for a long time, Ye Shaoyang finally knew some basic operations, Zhou Jingru wiped his sweat, it was not easy, I left the mobile phone manual for a long time, and let him be optimistic.

A good date originally turned into a mobile phone class. Zhou Jingru is also drunk.

After dark, it was a bit cold. Zhou Jingru was going back, and Ye Shaoyang sent her outside the school gate. Zhou Jingru’s Lamborghini has arrived and stopped at the roadside. The female driver glanced at Ye Shaoyang through the window and wondered why Jingru Young Lady was always with this guy who got scum in the evening, this guy. What the hell is it doing?

After seeing the car drive away, Ye Shaoyang returned to the dormitory. When he just arrived downstairs, he suddenly heard the noise of a motorcycle. He instinctively turned around and saw that a motorcycle was driving from a distance with a high beam.

Can I ride a motorcycle at school?

Without waiting for him to come back to his senses, the motorcycle has been driven close to him. The rider is a kid with a cock’s head, the corner of his mouth is curved into an arc, and he sneers at himself.

Ye Shaoyang immediately understood that this person was for himself.

The motorcycle honked 2 horns, as if reminding itself to flash away, but kept driving at a constant speed.

Ye Shaoyang held his hands on his back, staring at the other side, motionless.

With a quack, the motorcycle stopped in front of him, and the cock’s head was a little annoyed. I wanted to give this hunk a disappointment and force him to make way. Didn’t expect it to be so kind, he didn’t hide at all. Although he has always been tyrannize, he hasn’t reached The point of casually hitting people on campus.

The rooster’s head horned twice: “Did you just eat with Zhou Jingru in the cafeteria?”

It was originally for Zhou Jingru, Ye Shaoyang had a little in mind.

The cock touched the chin with one hand and honked 2 more horns. A group of people ran from behind. They were all 20 years old. The students were dressed as if they were all his little brothers, standing in a row behind the motorcycle.

The cock’s head gave a thumbs up and pointed at himself, very domineeringly, “I heard you are new, do you know me?”

“Head of the cock?” Ye Shaoyang arched his hand. “Disrespectful.”

There was a laughter above his head. Ye Shaoyang looked up, and there were people lying on the railings of the corridor on the 2nd, 3th and 4th floors. It was estimated that it was startled by the sound of a motorcycle.

The head of the rooster changed face, and said, “I had an appointment with Jingru today to eat crabs, and she told me that I had an important date. I pushed, and it turned out that I could eat in the cafeteria with your kid? Fuck, where do you let me put my face?”

Ye Shaoyang “hehe” smiled, took out his antique cell phone, and said, “I’ll help you with her again?”

There was a laughter from above, and the rooster looked up and shouted, “What a laugh!”

There were more and more people looking upstairs upstairs, but no one was afraid of him. Anyway, they were all upstairs.

The rooster’s head stretched out a hand and nodded Ye Shaoyang: “Look at your kid’s dress and say that you are a migrant worker who lifts you up. Which mountain stream did you pop out from?”

This time the laughter was replaced by those younger brothers around him.

The cock’s head regained his confidence, and his fingers continued to point at Ye Shaoyang, threatening: “I can tell you, boy, Jingru is the woman I like, Chen Jianbo. Your boy shouldn’t hit her idea, quickly move the bricks, and roll back home Go, or I’ll destroy you in minutes! “

Ye Shaoyang’s brows frowned. He didn’t like to be pointed with his fingers. Women could, men couldn’t. Suddenly, he noticed something, whispered the ghost curse in his mouth, stretched out his hand, grabbed a man’s hair out of thin air, and dragged him to his body.

It was a ghost, and no one but him could see it.

This is a female ghost, looking at her 30s, wearing a black dress, with a well-proportioned figure and a pretty good look, but with too much makeup, she can hardly see her original appearance. Of course, a ghost can’t make up, she just changes to her favorite look in life.

She was caught in the hair by Ye Shaoyang, bending over, her face pitiful. “Great Dharma Master forgive me, I just saw the excitement, come and see …”

Ye Shaoyang ignored it and asked her, “How many days have you died?”

“Seven days, it’s Huihui Night today, but I have no loved ones, so I wandered around 7 places and went to Yin Yin after shopping.” The female ghost’s eyes were a little lonely.

“What did you do during your lifetime?”

“Dancing girl, I do n’t have a source of income after divorce, so I went to be a dancing girl.” The female ghost said generously, anyway, everyone was dead, and there was nothing to hide. There was a public account in front of the palace. “I like dancing, I love handsome guys, hehe, Great Dharma Master, you are handsome.”

Ye Shaoyang glanced at her and made a righteous look, but her heart was very useful. “Do me a favor. I remember your credit and wrote it on the love charm.”

The female ghost smiled, “Of course!”

The opposite, including the cock head Chen Jianbo, looked at Ye Shaoyang with one hand in the air and talked into the air, each and everyone was stunned,

“What’s the situation, a mental patient? Hey, country guy, don’t pretend to be garlic. I’ll talk to you!” Chen Jianbo honked a few horns.

Ye Shaoyang said to the female ghost: “You attach to that rooster’s head, look for a handsome guy from the side, just dance, and the better you look, the better?”

“This is good! I want to show it to a lot of people,” the female ghost readily agreed. “But my spiritual power is too shallow, and the boy is too buoyant.”

“It’s easy.” Ye Shaoyang chanted the settling charm to the female ghost and said, “Go!”

The female ghost floated up and attached to Chen Jianbo.

Chen Jianbo originally scolded Ye Shaoyang, and suddenly took a nap, laughed at Ye Shaoyang, stepped off the motorcycle, looked around the younger brothers, and said to himself, “Which one is more handsome?” Walked on the buttocks, put a hand on his shoulder, Yanran said: “Come, dance with me.”

Xiaoxian meat stunned, “What do you say, brother Chen, dancing?”

Chen Jianbo raised one hand, put it on his own waist, grabbed his other hand, and said, “Hurry up, dance with me, or you will be dead!” After shaking, holding the small fresh meat in place , Jumped slowly 3, where Xiaoxianrou would dance this kind of dance, but the boss had a life, so he had to follow it, the expression on his face was strange, could not tell whether it was crying or laughing. I was extremely depressed, thinking, what kind of crazy was this fuck, why did he suddenly dance?

This sudden scene scared everyone, including the audience upstairs, and they almost fell from the upper floor, each and everyone stared at the strange scene downstairs, the scene was silent.

“Brother Chen, okay?” Xiao Xianrou asked timidly, and was about to cry. He really didn’t understand why this happened, and the boss liked himself? Anyway, from now on, I have no face to stay in school.

The female ghost was jumping on Xing’s head, and wherever he was, just like dancing in the ballroom in the past, jumping to the affectionate place, holding the shoulder of the little fresh meat, his head was buried in his neck.

“Wow!”

Students have never seen such bloody scenes. With a scream, the scene boiled up. Many people took out the washbasin from the bedroom and knocked it hard. The screams and whistle applauded one after another. Turn on the phone lonely, find the slow 3 dance music, the sound is turned on to the maximum, play it.

Chen Jianbo held the small fresh meat and followed the rhythm of the music, dancing lightly and gracefully.

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