5545. Chapter 5545 The Fiery Life of the People in the Sanctuary 5
And a middle-aged man with a crooked neck came out next to him, and moved slowly to the fallen nun at an extremely slow speed.
Mo Baobao hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the hem of the man's clothes, with a pair of phoenix eyes stretched round, "Uncle, you have to think carefully! You see, she is so big, she can fall on the street while walking. Even with your ass, you know it's a liar!"
"Yes, yes, liar, liar!"
"If you go up to help her now, I will keep your big house and turn it into a thatched hut! If you turn the artifact into a mysterious weapon, you will lose everything!"
"Yes yes yes, bankrupt, bankrupt!" Master Guangguang nodded again and again, expressing his agreement with Mo Baobao's statement.
"I'll pay you back! Where did the brat come from? Go and play." The middle-aged man suddenly turned his face.
A pair of green eyes glowed, and on his unshaven face, two messy gray long hairs hung in front of his eyes.
"Ah—it's a corpse puppet!" The two little ones hugged each other suddenly, and cried out excitedly.
"Hurry up, Xiaotuanzi, Xiaotuanzi." Lord Guangguang bluffed.
Mo Baobao hurriedly took out a booklet from his arms, rummaged through the book with his little hands, put his two little heads together, and said in unison, "Look, look!"
"It's recorded in the roster of Mother's corpse puppet. His eyes glow green, his movements are slow, his hair is disheveled, his eyes are dull, and he can't see the real face. This must be an intermediate corpse puppet!"
"Quick, quick, hold him, hold him!" The two boys frantically took out a few talismans from their sleeves, and threw them over.
The surrounding audience silently watched the performance of the two, and couldn't help but twitch their mouths at this moment.
I saw that unlucky middle-aged man now had more than a dozen talismans pasted all over his body, fluttering in the wind.
This man was so angry that he stretched out his hand to snatch the talisman that flew onto his forehead, glared at Mo Baobao and said angrily, "Who is the corpse puppet? How could such ghosts from the lower star field come to our sanctuary!"
Two brats with broken heads dared to call him a corpse puppet, which made him mad.
"This is my daughter!" The middle-aged man pointed to the female cultivator lying on the ground, and roared angrily with a black face.
There are so many jokes between these two little ghosts, and I don't know which doll they belong to. Touch porcelain, touch porcelain of your size!
"Oh." The dark eyeballs of the two children moved, their small mouths held hands, and they took a step back at the same time.
When the middle-aged man helped the unconscious female cultivator to sit up, the two children could see the true face of the female cultivator clearly.
It was even more miserable than his father's unshaven middle-aged uncle.
It's hard to tell what age it is, but the female nun's cheeks are sunken, and her whole body is even more emaciated, a bit like a skeleton.
"Uncle, Ling Qianjin, what, what's wrong?" Mo Baobao secretly stuffed the corpse puppet roster into his sleeve, and asked curiously.
The middle-aged man glared at them angrily, "I asked the question knowingly, what else could be the matter, isn't it just fainting from hunger."
"Hungry dizzy?!" Baby Mo and Lord Guangguang yelled in unison, as if they had heard something from the Arabian Nights.
Immediately Mo Baobao hurried forward a few steps, took off a small cloth bag from his body, his eyes were full of emotion, shining brightly, looking at the middle-aged man cutely, "Uncle, here are two more biscuits, Twenty spirit stones, do you want to buy them?"
Staying up all night standing in the corner, couldn't hold on for a while, and almost slipped and fell to the ground.