I'm catching tricks in the Hong Kong variety show world

Chen Xiaohu spat and said: "It should be here, dig it up quickly. After digging out the old beast's urn later, take it back and scatter it in the pig trough in the backyard. This will ensure that the old beast cannot be reincarnated after death." ."

The two of them stopped talking and dug up the grave with the hatred in their hearts.

What these two people didn't know was that in a dark bush not far away from them, there were suddenly a few pairs of eyes. One of them looked around for a while, then flew towards the familiar cabin not far away. .

Soon, Xiaojiu came to the fence garden.

It squeaked and hung upside down on the bedroom door. He kept pushing on the door frame with his legs. With a creak, the bedroom door was pushed open. Chen Aiyang appeared in the fence garden with a gloomy face. He was already fully dressed and holding a hand in one hand. He held a flashlight and held a shovel by the wall with his other hand.

Xiaojiu felt the anger on Chen Aiyang, so she stopped urging and quickly led the way.

Even though they were hundreds of meters away, the sound of the Chen brothers working and talking could be heard due to the mountain wind and the empty surroundings.

The old buffalo at the gate of the fence garden also stood up when he saw this, and followed behind Chen Aiyang without saying a word. However, it was completely black and had already merged with the darkness. In addition, it did not make any sound, so everyone Ignore its existence.

Soon, Chen Aiyang arrived near the slope. He saw that Chen Jianguo's urn had already been dug out by two people. At this moment, Chen Xiaohu was unbuttoning his belt, standing on top of the urn and peeing eagerly for revenge.

Chen Aiyang raised the shovel, trembling with breath all over his body. He held it in for a long time before roaring, "What are you doing?"

The flashlight shined on Chen Aiyang.

When the Chen brothers saw the person coming, they continued to feel guilty and guilty after doing something wrong. Instead, they yelled and cursed unscrupulously, "Old dog, I was lucky enough not to beat you to death last time. How dare you come here this time?"

"What are we doing? Of course we are crushing Chen Jianguo's ashes."

Chen Aiyang was thin and frail. Although he held a shovel in his hand, he had no intimidating power in the eyes of the two brothers.

After Chen Xiaohu peed, it was Chen Dahu's turn to do this obscene thing openly in front of Chen Aiyang.

"Cao Nima, two little beasts."

Chen Aiyang was so angry that he forgot for a moment the gap in combat power between the two sides, as well as the forbearance and compromise that he had previously told Chen Aibing.

He immediately picked up the shovel and rushed towards the two of them.

Chen Xiaohu held the wooden stick and faced him with contempt.

After dodging Chen Aiyang's shovel, he hit Chen Aiyang hard on the back of the head with a stick.

With a snap, Chen Aiyang's eyes turned white, and he fell to the ground without any sound. After a while, a pool of bright red blood flowed from the back of his head.

At the same time, the limbs continued to twitch.

It directly frightened the Chen brothers.

There was a hint of panic in Chen Xiaohu's voice, "What should we do now? Why is this old dog so inexperienced?"

Chen Dahu was more cautious than him. He slowly came to Chen Aiyang's side and put his fingers under Chen Aiyang's breath. He felt that the other person's breathing was chaotic, with less air coming in and more air coming out.

Chen Dahu's expression also changed, and he said hesitantly: "I'm afraid this old dog was beaten to death by you with a stick."

Seeing more and more blood under Chen Aiyang's head, the two brothers panicked.

"What should we do now?"

"We'll talk about it when we go back first. Let's ask my father for advice."

One of them held Chen Jianguo's urn, while the other picked up Chen Aiyang's flashlight and ran down the hillside in a panic.

When passing by a pond at the end of the village, the two of them lost the mood to crush Chen Jianguo's ashes and directly threw the urn into the pond, along with Chen Aiyang's flashlight.

After the two left, an old buffalo suddenly appeared next to Chen Aiyang.

The latter lowered his head and sniffed next to Chen Aiyang, and kept licking Chen Aiyang's cheek with his tongue, trying to wake up Chen Aiyang. At the same time, several weasels also jumped out of the darkness, squeaking and circling around Chen Aiyang. Trying to wake him up.

This continued for several minutes, and Chen Aiyang seemed to be really dead, and his limbs that had been twitching stopped moving.

After the old buffalo barked twice on the spot, he bit Chen Aiyang's collar with his mouth and slowly dragged him backwards.

In the old buffalo's little knowledge, all he had to do was put Chen Aiyang on the wooden bed in the bedroom, wait for him to sleep, and wake up the next day.

Chapter 253: The weasel asks for the title, and the third uncle changes his soul

Compared with the bulky and honest old buffalo, the few yellow skins that followed nearby seemed to have exploded. They had realized the possibility of life, old age, illness and death.

One of the yellow-skinned ones chirped for a while, then turned and ran towards the woods on the hillside.

Just as the old buffalo held Chen Aiyang's collar in its mouth and dragged it step by step towards the cabin, a commotion and strange noise soon appeared at the edge of the woods above. More than a dozen yellow-skinned animals surrounded an old guy with gray hair. Appear around Chen Aiyang.

The most conspicuous thing about this old guy is the tuft of white hair on his forehead.

Has become fine.

Bai Mao rushed to the motionless Chen Aiyang and circled around. During this period, he kept sniffing around with his nose, and his expression became slightly anxious.

It squeaked a few times, as if giving orders on the spot.

Soon, two slightly larger yellow men jumped to Chen Aiyang's chest, kept jumping up and down, and stepped on Chen Aiyang's chest with their lower limbs.

If there were any emergency department doctors here, they would suddenly realize and blurt out, "This is cardiopulmonary resuscitation."

The white hair squeaked for a while, and two yellow-skinned heads separated from the majority again, turned around and ran towards the woods on the top of the mountain.

In just a short back and forth, the old buffalo had dragged Chen Aiyang's body to the gate of the fence garden.

Bai Mao entered the courtyard first, pushed open the hidden wooden door of the hall, and used his eyes to signal the buffalo to drag Chen Aiyang's body to the center of the hall.

Following Bai Mao's signal, Xiaojiu dug out a few intact incense sticks and a pack of matches from nowhere.

The two yellow-skinned men hurriedly inserted the incense into the incense burner on the table, but encountered obstacles when it was their turn to light the fire. In the end, the white-haired man was well-informed and had already understood the human way of life. The incense is lit only after operation.

On the other side, the old buffalo seemed to be connected with Huang Pizi. Without waiting for their orders, he took the initiative to drag Chen Aiyang's body into the hall and lay it on the muddy ground in the center of the hall.

Bai Mao directed the other weasels to take out the soybeans from the sack and sprinkle them along Chen Aiyang's body, vaguely looking like an oval pattern.

Then, Bai Mao's complex gaze fell on the old buffalo beside him, and a faint blue light appeared in its originally dark eyes.

Seeing this, the other yellow men seemed to know what was going to happen next. They retreated out of the hall and lay down on the threshold. Only their little heads dared to pop out, and their entire bodies were hidden under the threshold.

The old buffalo's eyes looked at Chen Aiyang next to him from time to time, his expression still a little anxious.

When its round eyes touched Bai Mao's faint blue pupils, its whole body trembled, and its eyes became confused and dazed for a moment.

The thin figure with white hair grew bigger and bigger in its eyes, and soon it turned into a 1.8-meter-tall, upright, rat-headed monster. At the same time, the old buffalo felt that his body was getting smaller and smaller, shrinking to The size of a native dog.

The old buffalo seemed to have been controlled by someone. He moved obediently and stiffly to lie down next to Chen Aiyang's body. It was not the kind of lying down that he usually sleeps on, but his forelimbs were lying on the ground, his mouth touched the ground, and his whole body lay down completely.

The blue light in the white-haired pupils became stronger and stronger, and the old buffalo was completely controlled by the other party without knowing it.

Bai Mao jumped on the old buffalo's neck, stretched out his sharp claws, made two gestures on it, and then pressed down hard with a stabbing sound.

One stroke and one pull.

A finger-long gash was opened in the hard cowhide, and bright red blood slowly flowed down the cow's neck toward the ground.

It gradually mixed with the human blood flowing from Chen Aiyang's body on the ground, and gathered beside the magical pattern made of soybeans.

The two yellow-skinned boys who had been ordered to leave the majority by Bai Mao also appeared at the entrance of the hall at this moment, each holding something in their mouths.

Bai Mao motioned for one of them to come forward.

The young yellow-skinned man held something similar to a plant rhizome in his mouth, called gentian. It had beautiful purple flowers, but underneath its beautiful appearance was a bitter heart.

How painful is it?

It's three points more bitter than Coptis chinensis.

The stems of gentian grass are called the gentian of traditional Chinese medicine and have the effect of purging the liver and calming convulsions.

However, what Bai Mao wants at this moment is to use gentian to wake up the comatose Chen Aiyang. At this time, Chen Aiyang has only half a life left due to excessive blood loss. Even if he calls an ambulance at this moment, it is too late.

Bai Mao urgently needs Chen Aiyang to wake up, even if he only wakes up for a while.

It motioned to Huangpizi who was holding the gentian grass in his mouth. The latter handed the gentian grass to Bai Mao and ran back outside the house. He sat in a row like other Huangpizi gathered here, staring into the house without saying a word. everything that happened.

I am nervous and curious, but also a bit expectant and fearful.

Bai Mao chewed up the roots of Gentian grass and fed them into the mouth of the unconscious Chen Aiyang.

After finishing these things, he signaled another yellow man to come forward again. This guy also had something in his mouth, but it was much larger than gentian. It was a kind of mosquito repellent grass that grew on the edge of the forest.

Mosquito repellent not only repels mosquitoes, but also helps regulate qi and calm the mind.

This is a lemon-scented plant that can help evolve the air. As the temperature rises, the smell of mosquito repellent will become stronger, which can have a very soothing effect.

Bai Mao placed the mosquito repellent next to Chen Aiyang's head, and then stared at him motionless.

After a while, Chen Aiyang, who had already fallen into a coma, actually made some movement. He moved his fingers first, and then slowly opened his eyes. The pupils in his eyes were still a little scattered.

A hint of excitement flashed in Bai Mao's eyes, and he jumped up to stand in front of the opponent's chest, aiming his blue pupils at Chen Aiyang.

When the eyes of the two met, the scene that had appeared in the old buffalo's consciousness once again appeared in front of Chen Aiyang. His expression moved, his pupils were full of astonishment, and he straightened up desperately, trying to get closer to the other person, so that he could He saw it more clearly.

Standing in front of him, Bai Mao, who was about 1.8 meters tall with a rat head and body, suddenly spoke a human voice, "Chen Aiyang, do you think I look like a human or a god?"

Chen Aiyang kept making gurgling sounds in his throat, and his whole body fell into the excitement of returning to the past.

Not only was there no surprise or fear on his face, but there was a hint of surprise. Under the influence of the mosquito repellent around him, his thinking rarely became clear.

At this moment, two thoughts came to his mind.

"It turns out I'm not dead yet."

"It turns out that the rumored Chumaxian is true, and the things recorded in the Huang family's booklet are true. This yellow-skinned man in front of me is actually begging for a title from me."

"That's all, let's fulfill it once. I hope it can protect our old Chen family in the future. This is my last wish in this life."

The complicated expressions on Chen Aiyang's face finally calmed down, and at the same time, there was a hint of unusual seriousness and seriousness.

He summoned all his strength and replied: "You are an immortal, Huang Taixian. You are the Huang Taixian of our old Chen family. I, Chen Aiyang, only represent our old Chen family and ask you to become an immortal and protect the descendants of our old Chen family." ."

After Chen Aiyang finished saying this intermittently, his mind fell into a trance again.

He opened his eyes desperately, as if he was waiting for some rumored ritual to happen and wanted to witness it with his own eyes.

In front of him, the white-haired legs stood upright in front of his chest. A smile of triumph appeared on the originally aged features. It tilted its mouth and let out a series of silent laughs.

The bunch of white hair on his forehead changed again, and suddenly there was another one.

The whole person has become completely different, as if there is an extra layer of spirit.

And Chen Aiyang underneath it fell into a permanent sleep.

Bai Mao pondered over Chen Aiyang's chest for a moment, then lowered his head, looking at the motionless old man in front of him with his blue eyes, already aware that the other man was dead.

It jumped onto the wooden table again, skillfully picked up the incense burner on it, and sprinkled the ashes from the incense burner onto the wound on the neck of the motionless old buffalo next to it.

The constant flow of blood soon stopped.

After that, Bai Mao stood between the old buffalo and Chen Aiyang, standing upright with his legs closed and his eyes closed. He opened and closed his mouth, muttering an inexplicable spell.

A group of young yellow men who were lying under the threshold of the house watching the show suddenly felt a chill on their scalps, and the temperature in the house seemed to have dropped several degrees.

Even the crescent moon in the sky was gradually obscured by dark clouds.

The cabin... Huangpizi... a recently deceased human corpse... an old buffalo that still had consciousness.

A magical pattern drawn by soybeans... an obscure spell... plus a fragrant candle that flickers on the wooden table, giving off a dim light.

If the Tao Zang monk from the Po Lin Monastery in Hong Kong appeared here, he would probably scream in shock. Isn't this a soul-changing ceremony in their tantric sect?

Unexpectedly, this moment actually happened in rural Jilin Province, thousands of miles away from Hong Kong Island.

As the spells in Bai Mao's mouth became more and more urgent, its two claws began to shake, as if they were pulling something in the void.

The old buffalo, who had been hit by a secret spell and was lying motionless on the ground, was now struggling desperately.

Another 5 minutes passed.

The incantation stopped.

Bai Mao jumped out of the house with a sluggish look, got into the kitchen next to him familiarly, lay on the water tank and drank the water.

Then, as it screamed in surprise, a group of yellow men lying on the threshold and watching quickly followed behind it and disappeared into the night.

The hall of the hillside wooden house at the end of Chenjiadun Village was once again peaceful.

It was as if no one had ever been here.

The crescent moon hidden by dark clouds once again revealed its true appearance, and a round of cold moonlight slowly fell on the fence garden in front of the door.

Silent and silent.

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In Chen Jiadun, the Chen brothers returned to the lobby on the first floor in a panic.