"The dragon returns to the sea and the tiger returns to the mountain. The dragon returns to the sea and the rain can be carried out. The tiger needs to return to the mountain and sleep. The main road is broken and the vehicles are closed, and nine out of ten companies will close the doors."

The sound of drums is dense like firecrackers during the Chinese New Year, and the singing voice is even more profound, as if it is isolated from all world factors. He sang alone, sang for him alone, and he could do his best to be romantic and freehand paintings, and he would never stop until he died.

This tone is like a 2-man turn, but it is not a 2-man turn. The ending has no tone or ah, but a downward tone. Every last word will follow a hey, and it will cry with a severe rhinitis caused by sadness. It is completely different from the ordinary drum-playing "called immortal" to do things in the middle of the night, but collude with ghosts and perform exclusive offerings.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!"

I clamped my hand into a fist, and hit the security door three times, carefully observing the changes on the surface of the door. Although I could not see through the eyes, the yin energy produced by his acting was already attached to the security door.

“Ga…”

The opera singer in the door came to an abrupt end, and a cry similar to that of duck streams appeared, full of playful embarrassment.

"Bang!"

I frowned, pretending that ordinary people couldn't see the changes in front of me, and opened my mouth with a normal attitude, shouting: "It's been midnight! What are you knocking? You can't pick other time when doing things? You're asleep now. Do you believe it or not, I'll call the police to complain about you disturbing the people?!"

Playing drums is an industry jargon, which is the "Jumper" in folk legend. In the superstitious industry that is not recognized by the state, the "leader" of this industry is the "leader" of this industry.

Because outside Shanhaiguan, the Northeast Shamanism has its own rich history, religious culture, ways to exorcise evil spirits, and faith.

They go out to "do things", not picking up time or location.

But there must be two people, one called "Great God", which is the so-called "carrier", and the other is called "Two Gods". In terms of the common words of the game, it can be called "summoner."

Their main method of "doing affairs" is generally to beat the drums and sing the divine lyrics. They ask the "gods" they worship and believe in to use the great gods to use the great gods to use their methods to expel evil spirits, tell fortunes, see a doctor, and see Feng Shui.

There are also great gods who go out alone and go out to explore the world.

They would call themselves "disciples from horses" or the Northeast Ma family, most of which belong to the nine-tailed demon fox black mother on Tiesha Mountain, the national teacher Hu San Tailored Master who was worshipped in the Qing Dynasty, and the mother of thousands of wild immortals.

This type of people is not too bad in reality or online, but they are not accepted by Orthodox religions, because Taoism has said that all righteous gods will not be human, and these drum-playing people worship the scattered immortals made by some animals, such as the most famous "Fox, Yellow, White, Willow, Gray", the "Chain Fairy", and the "Wolf, Tiger, Leopard, Eagle, Fish".

Another main reason is that some "great gods" will be crazy in their daily lives. They will change their faces when they say they change their faces, and their words are even more black and white.

They are the most popular targets for folk scammers.

Because you pretend to be a Taoist priest and cheat, someone asked you to recite the "Tao Te Ching" and you don't know how to recite it, are you confused?

Furthermore, if you pretend to be a monk and cheat, someone asks you to recite the Diamond Sutra, but you don’t know how to recite it. Are you confused again?

"Shen Tune" has been improved by the second-person golden script and has been played on local TV stations quite often. People outside the gate usually hum a few sentences. If you can't memorize it, just write it down. Anyway, this thing is just rhyme, without those curved intestines.

Being able to say that being eloquent is the instinctive reaction of a liar. It is more than enough to fool people who have "heart disease" and suspicion, so it is difficult to ruin their reputation. Moreover, ordinary people are not so easy to encounter ghosts. The same is true for me. If there is no system task, I will only encounter it once in eight lifetimes. If it is tight, it will take my life.

It is easy to tell whether the authenticity is true or false. When the "Great God" accepts the upper body of the "Immortals", there will be a movement posture, which they call it "Divine Frame". Generally, when the "Male Immortals" are on the upper body, their hands will naturally be placed vertically on the knees. When the "Female Immortals" are on the upper body, their hands will be bent and kickbacks on the approximate position of the kidneys on both sides of the body.

In addition, after the "Immortal Family" possesses him, if he wants to speak, he will pinch the beats and wait for the passages where the "Divine Words" are almost the same, they will clap their hands or make a hey sound.

Only by taking these two actions can we show that the "true immortals" want to speak.

If they really ask the "God" to help with the trouble when they encounter evil things, and they have no basic magic structure and some tone and moves, then they are definitely liars. If they beat them up with a blow, they won't be fart.

When I first entered the house during the day, I saw a "people" standing in the shadow corner. This person must be the "immortal family" playing drums next door. He came here to inquire about the news, maybe because I just moved in, I attracted the attention of playing drums.

I started to practice at night and prepared to disturb my beautiful dreams. My heart is so devastating!

But, there is nothing too prominent about me!

Could it be the living dead man Yin Ruhua first attracted his attention, and then he first tried Yin Ruhua, knowing that he would not be able to defeat Fatty Fang, so he put the target on Fatty Fang's good friend, me.

I want to get clues from me so as to kill demons and eliminate demons.

If it is really based on my guess, then there is no need to be a lot of bbs. I can't beat the big guy. You are a weak cock who plays drums, why are you afraid you will do? Today, the plastic bench is assigned to him to lift his head!

"Bang!"

I punched the door again.

"Click..."

The sound of twisting the door handle sounded from the inside of the door, and then the door was pushed out of a tiny gap, with a faint light shining out from the gap.

"Plop..."

I listened calmly to the movements of the door. The air in the surrounding environment stopped. The two irregular heartbeat sounds were extremely clear at this moment, and they were not affected by the door blockage.

"Squeak...bang!"

The door was pushed open a little more, and then the person in the door kicked the security door fiercely. The security door used its power to hit me.

"Bang!"

My reaction speed was unable to cope with the sudden change, so I could only rely on my strengthened body to force it. My head was still a little confused after being hit within 3 seconds, so I subconsciously took three steps back.

"Swish..."

A colorful whip with a soft-body hard head was not too long, swinging towards me from the open door, and the place where it landed was my head again.

"Click!"

The whip successfully attacked and slapped my head.

"Buzz!"

My head inexplicably pulled into a state of emptiness, and all my eyes could see were yellow stars and planets far away in the Milky Way.

"Damn?"

I slapped myself hard and didn't take 5 seconds to stabilize my mind. I lifted the plastic bench and flashed to the front left.

"Swish!"

The second whip was empty.

"Go to your grandma!"

I grabbed the gap that made the whip stop, raised the bench and touched the top of the door frame, and then buckled it down like a big dunk.

"Bang!"

The plastic bench hit the shoulder of the whip man. While smashing it, the man fell to the ground, his mouth was so ummy that it hurt.

I stepped forward in two steps, bent down and reached out to grab his wrist, and quickly turned him over. One hand pressed his hand against the spine, and the other hand opened five fingers, pressed his head, and pressed his thighs and knees down to his buttocks. After grabbing him completely, I spitted a mouthful of saliva, staring at him, and asked angrily: "Which school are you from? What are you disturbing people at night? I don't know the personal cultivation problem of immortal cultivation? Are you practicing idiots?"

"Ahem cough cough..."

He was a little bit unable to relieve his temper by my rough movements, and he opened his mouth in a daze and shouted: "Let go! Let go!"

"So let it go!"

I raised my hand and punched him again: "Maolu, which school is from which school? I understand Daopan, let's talk about you're disturbing the people later!"

"The treasure horse has wings and the nine heavens, and the eight treasures flow light on the iron sand mountain..."

He was forced to speak out a jargon in grief and melancholy.

"It's done?"

After hearing what he said, I silently reduced my strength.

"It's a yin!"

He told him about his real business.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

I slapped him in the back of his head without reservation, allowing his nose bridge and the ground to be intimately built. Blood flowed out along his nostrils. Fortunately, there was no sound of the bone breaking.

"Why are you hitting me again?"

He hummed in grievance and asked in confusion.

"You are so stupid that you are pretending to be fooled. I thought you were covered by Tiesha Mountain behind you! You are scaring your father to death!"
Chapter completed!