Chapter 76 Take Off His Pants
This also made Feng Zhibai even more certain that Yanan and the fox demon had indeed no intersection, and were unaware of each other's existence.
Han Dongping is really awesome!
Let’s not talk about his tough physique.
Just talking about him, he was not afraid when he was sandwiched between ghosts and monsters. He could even calmly play with them both in his hands!
It’s already awesome!
The most important thing is!
Afterwards, he calmly found Yan Kuan, hoping that Yan Kuan could help him find a husband.
Moreover, judging from Han Dongping's mood tonight and his behavior of buying wine and roast chicken.
He was afraid that he was really interested in that fox demon.
So much so that now he wants to use them to get rid of the ghost Yanan.
After all, his body can no longer handle the pressure from both sides.
I have to say, he really has a strong taste.
"What if he and that wild fox are truly in love?"
Coming out of the study, Chen Xiaodao imitated Feng Zhibai and walked forward with his hands in his pockets.
Feng Zhibai sighed speechlessly, "Please! Han Dongping's fate is to have many romantic encounters but no true love. He's destined to live a lonely life. Where can he find true love? In my opinion, he's just never had any fun in his life and wants to find some excitement. And that wild fox, he probably just wants to use Han Dongping's extremely strong fate to improve his Taoism, or find a master to provide him with food and drink. After he's full, he'll have some fun."
The saying "When people are well fed and well clothed, they will think about sex" is not just applicable to humans.
Walked out of the room.
The two returned to the corridor on the second floor.
Chen Xiaodao couldn't help but shake his head after hearing this.
This is such a thrill, I'll probably be able to brag about it for the rest of my life.
I leaned over and looked down the corridor on the second floor.
Han Dongping was so drunk that he fell flat on the table.
Old Mitou still held the wine glass in his hand, pushing Han Dongping and shouting, "Brother, don't sleep! Get up and keep drinking! This glass is for you, brother! You finally came out after so much anticipation, so drink every glass you can! Come on, drink!"
"Drink, I can't drink anymore."
Han Dongping was lying on the table, waving his hands drunkenly.
Yan Kuan was sitting next to them.
He is also the only one among the three of them who is still sober.
Seeing that Lao Mi Tou and Han Dongping were about to fall down, he sighed helplessly and put down the wine glass in his hand.
"Mr. Mi, Dongping."
He called out to them, but Lao Mi Tou and Han Dongping ignored him.
He shouted again without giving up.
"Mr. Mi, Dongping."
"Call, call, call, call the soul."
Annoyed by Yan Kuan's yelling, Lao Mitou waved his hand and the wine in the glass spilled directly onto Yan Kuan's face.
Yan Kuan closed his eyes tightly and felt a burning sensation in his throat. Suddenly, his neck turned red and began to turn red to his face.
On the second floor, Feng Zhibai looked at these three little brats and felt a sense of disdain.
"Alright, that's enough. Let's carry the person up."
"Which one?"
When he heard that someone was going to be carried, Chen Xiaodao grabbed the handrail of the second-floor stairs, exerted force, and slid down to the first floor along the handrail.
"Which one can I lift?"
She took off her sun hat and said unhappily.
"Don't be angry, I'm just asking because I'm afraid I carried the wrong one."
Standing in the living room on the first floor, Chen Xiaodao smiled at Feng Zhibai and walked to the coffee table with his long legs.
Before Yan Kuan and Lao Mi Tou could react, he put a Hercules talisman on his arm, then grabbed Han Dongping who was lying on the table and lifted him up.
"Go!"
Hearing Chen Xiaodao's words, Lao Mitou sat up with a bang!
He staggered to his feet, his left eye on guard, his right eye on guard as he looked at Chen Xiaodao, then he grabbed his collar and yelled at him: "You, you, you stinky, stinky boy, you almost drank me to death!"
"You've worked hard. Go to bed and we'll take care of the rest."
He fixed his eyes on Old Mi Tou and reached out to pat his forehead.
Old Mi's body stiffened, his eyes rolled back, and he fell stiffly onto the sofa at the back and fell asleep.
He took out a huge piece of yellow cloth from the yellow cloth bag and spread it out, covering Old Mi Tou's body.
Perhaps because he was afraid that he would be bullied, he took out cinnabar and drew an imperial decree on the yellow cloth.
Then he pinched the yellow cloth with both hands and stuffed it under Lao Mi Tou's body. In an instant, Lao Mi Tou was wrapped tightly in the yellow cloth.
"Sleep, sleep."
He uttered three words in a daze, and then began to snore.
Yan Kuan rubbed his sore eyes and looked at Chen Xiao in confusion, "Mr. Chen, what do you mean? Why did you get Dongping drunk?"
Although he had only taken a few sips of wine, he couldn't hold his liquor well, and now he could clearly feel the feeling of being dizzy.
"You have to ask the old lady about this. I am only responsible for doing things."
He gestured for Yan Kuan to look at Feng Zhibai.
Feng Zhibai placed her hands on the railing on the second floor. Seeing Yan Kuan looking up at her, she grinned and revealed an extremely bright smile: "Many things can only be done when you are drunk. How can we get things done without getting Han Dongping drunk?"
"Ms. Feng, Miss Feng, you, don't go too far! You're a girl, how can you be so unrestrained!"
Frightened by Feng Zhibai's words, he stood up from the sofa, twirling around on his feet and wanted to go upstairs.
But before he could go up, he felt a pain at the back of his head, then his vision went black, his body fell down, and he passed out.
Before closing his eyes, he clearly saw Feng Zhibai running from the second floor to behind him like a gust of wind!
Needless to say, he was knocked unconscious.
Feng Zhibai clapped his hands, took out a handkerchief from his waist and wiped the palm that had just hit Yan Kuan, then kicked Yan Kuan aside.
"It's in the way."
He suddenly complained.
Chen Xiaodao, holding Han Dongping, saw Feng Zhibai knock Yan Kuan unconscious without mercy, and couldn't help but sigh, "Wow, Grandma, you are really cruel! One second you are so enthusiastic towards Director Yan, and the next second you slap him and think he is in the way! For the sake of our long-term colleagues, tell me honestly, do you have multiple personalities?"
As he spoke, he walked towards the bedroom on the second floor.
Before I took two steps, I felt the pain of being kicked in the back of my butt!
"ah!"
He shouted and fell forward with Han Dongping.
"You know I have multiple personalities, yet you still keep nagging me!"
After putting the handkerchief away, Feng Zhibai stepped over Chen Xiaodao with his eyes downcast and shaking his head.
Looking at someone's heels, Chen Xiaodao rubbed his butt in grievance, supported himself against the wall and stood up, muttering, "Why are you so angry? I was just talking."
"What are you talking about? Why don't you pick him up?"
Looking back at Chen Xiaodao, Feng Zhibai kicked Han Dongping, who was still groaning, away, walked stiffly to the bedroom door, and then opened the door again.
I've already come in once.
The things in the bedroom are very simple. Maybe it’s because the room is rarely used, which makes it feel unpopular.
Moreover, you can feel a cold atmosphere in the four corners of the room and above the bed.
This means that something with evil energy was lying on this bed not long ago.
Beds are for sleeping.
Apart from Yanan, I'm afraid Han Dongping is the only one who can lie down.
I glanced at the time on my phone.
It's half past eleven, and there's still more than half an hour until twelve o'clock.
He turned on all the lights in the room and Feng Zhibai signaled Chen Xiaodao to throw Han Dongping onto the bed.
"Throw the man up there."
Grabbing Han Dongping's collar, Chen Xiaodao threw him up rudely.
"Mirror."
“Ouch.”
He let out a cry, reached into the yellow cloth bag, and then handed the mirror to Feng Zhibai: "Here, a mirror."
"Give it to me for what? Give it to him!"
Looking down at the mirror handed to him by Chen Xiaodao, Feng Zhibai's temper flared up again.
"Give it to him? Where should I put it?"
Turning to look at Han Dongping, Chen Xiaodao was a little confused.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen such procedures and spells in Taoist temples.
"Put it in your arms."
Reminded helplessly.
Chen Xiaodao said "oh", climbed onto the bed and stuffed the mirror from under Han Dongping's clothes into his arms.
"Okay, next step."
He got out of bed and looked at Feng Zhibai obediently.
Feng Zhibai paced back and forth, pointing at the four corners of the room. "Light some incense in the four corners of the room, tie red ropes to the incense, and then tie the red ropes to the four corners of the bed. Stick talismans on the glass in the room and on the door outside to ward off evil spirits."
The purpose of lighting incense at the four corners of the room is to attract Yanan to come by smelling the fragrance.
Eat incense and candles after death.
Incense is food to them.
It is also a good way to lure them out.
A red string is tied to the incense, and then the red string is tied to the four corners of the bed, so that the incense ash can fall onto the red string, so that the red string can be filled with magic power and wrap around the feet and bodies of those creatures.
Incense ash is not just ash, it is also a kind of Dharma object.
It can also be used against imps.
The best incense ash comes from the incense ash in the incense burner enshrining the Three Pure Ones in Taoist temples.
It's not much worse than cinnabar.
The purpose of putting up talismans in the room is to prevent Yanan from trying to escape from other places after appearing.
To put it more clearly, it is like catching a turtle in a jar.
Putting a mirror in Han Dongping's arms was so that Yanan could see herself dying in the mirror.
Ghosts can transform into human faces.
But the mirror can reflect their worst appearance!
Letting Yanan see herself in the mirror is also a disguised way of forcing her to reveal her true form, thereby driving her crazy and making it easier to catch her.
"Okay, what next?"
After tying up the incense and red rope, and sticking all the talismans, Chen Xiaodao opened his mouth and asked.
After wiping the dust off his hands, Feng Zhibai pointed at Han Dongping on the bed and said, "Take off his pants."
"Huh? Take off your pants? Are you done?"
"What else?"
"Does catching ghosts have anything to do with taking off pants?"
"Why isn't it closed? Yanan is a pervert. How can she come without taking off her clothes and just burning incense?"
Chen Xiaodao's face darkened.
She climbed onto the bed reluctantly, covered her mouth and nose with her hands in disgust, and started to unbutton Han Dongping's pants.
"You are still young, don't look around, be careful of getting stye."
He glanced at Feng Zhibai and motioned her to turn her back.
Feng Zhibai shook his hands and turned around obediently: "I'm not interested in such a brat. Hurry up and take off your pants. After you take them off, hang them in front of the villa gate and put the roast chicken, wine and cigarettes in the living room."
"I know about the wine, cigarettes, and roast chicken. They're used to attract the wild fox. But why are you hanging your underpants?"
He took off Han Dongping's pants, then changed direction and pulled down his underpants.
"Hey~ This thing is so small."
"What's really small?"
"Huh? No, I said the pants are really small."
He pulled the quilt over and covered Han Dongping's lower body with it.
"Pants."
He handed the shorts to Feng Zhibai.
Feng Zhibai leaned back, his expression of disgust no longer concealed: "Take it away, take it away!"
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