Ghost puzzle: send me a ghost every day

"I'm a guinea pig!"

muttered the big scythe to the side, closing his mouth in fright by the fat man's glare.

"It's okay, Lian'er, although this medicine stinks, it is indeed useful.

Chen An still remembered that this potion was first made when the fat man and the jack of all trades took refuge in the Chen Mansion's house, when this stench simply surrounded the Chen family for three days and did not disperse, it can be said that the memory is still fresh, thinking of this, Chen An felt sick to his stomach and vomited twice.

"Look at your father, isn't it slowed down, good medicine is bitter, little fart knows what." The fat man felt that the battlefield was very silent, and everyone was dejected, so he deliberately raised his voice to ease the atmosphere a little.

It's just that the situation at the scene is too miserable, except for Chen An who can barely squeeze out a smile to respond, the others still have bitter faces and don't say a word.

"Gotta go, the fat master won't make trouble with you, first help your great elder up, and deal with the injury first." Hearing

the fat man's words, everyone hurriedly lifted the unconscious Great Elder in the distance and waited for the fat man to come and save people.

"Fatty, is there still that potion just now?"

thought about it, although he felt that the fat man's potion really smelled bad, but it was important to save his life.

"There is still half a bottle useless, the medicine is a little fierce, I am afraid that the old man will not be able to withstand it, or..." The

fat man held the remaining half bottle of yellow-brown potion up, but his words were a little tangled, and his right hand was still in his pocket and he hesitated to take out the latest version of the orange-flavored potion, after all, this new potion was saved by him to save his life.

"The Great Elders are all half-step-free, what can't be resisted, the smell is a little smelly, it's true to hurry up and recover." Seeing

that the fat man was still hesitating, Father Chen was a little anxious, grabbed the potion in the fat man's hand, pulled out the bottle, took it away a little with some disgust, and opened the mouth of the Great Elder with the other hand and poured it in.

"Whew, it's good not to waste. "

Make the most of it, I didn't feed it anyway!" The

fat man, who was a little tangled in whether to drink the trial version of the potion for the Great Elder or drink the latest version of the potion, comforted himself and alleviated his guilt.

Letting the remaining surviving clansmen move the Great Elder to the car, Father Chen consciously sat in the passenger compartment position, beckoned everyone to get into the car, and quickly arranged for the clansmen to drive towards the family.

Watching the wound on Father Chen's forehead gradually squirm, and half of the wound had been recovered, the fat man was amazed.

"I said that Yan Luo's descendants are different, if I remember correctly, when this potion was first developed, you also participated, and you also used your blood, sure enough, the highest degree of matching of this potion is you, and the recovery effect is at least three times stronger than you."

"Yes, in addition to the smell, this potion is also a miracle, but it's a pity that he doesn't give the formula for the jack-of-all-trades." Father Chen seemed to recall the past, and glanced at the fat man as he spoke.

After seeing it, the fat man waved his hand again and again, as if he knew what Father Chen was thinking.

"Don't look at me, all the research is old, I don't have a formula on me, and besides, I didn't give you five bottles as a reward for donating blood at that time."

"This taste, no one drinks that thing as a last resort."

Saying that, the silhouette of the Chen family manor gradually appeared in the distance, looking at his wife waiting at the door in the distance, Father Chen slowly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly parked the car at the door.

As soon as the car stopped, the medical team that had been prepared in the house rushed out, and as soon as the car door was opened, the people of the medical team forcibly endured the disgusting stench and carried the Great Elder down.

As the rest of the vehicles opened, the medical captain at the head looked at the familiar clansmen who had only walked down, walked to Father Chen, and asked with a little moist eyes.

"Patriarch, what about the rest of the clansmen?.

"I was yin by Luo Jiayin. Thinking of those clansmen who died tragically, Father Chen couldn't help but burst into tears.

When Chen An took the Great Elder and the clansmen in to heal his injuries, Bai Ye and the fat man were accompanied by the big sickle.

"Big nephew, tell the fat uncle, what happened?" The fat

man thought of the tragic situation when he went down the mountain, and it was clear that he and Bai Ye had just gone up, how did they come down like this.

When the big scythe heard the fat man mention this, he couldn't help but clench his fists, his body trembled slightly, and said hatefully: "Fuck the surname Luo."

"Our Chen family and the Luo family have always been at odds, and you know it now.

"There were contradictions in the past, and it was common for their subordinates to fight and everything, and our Chen family is now in decline, and it is not as rich as them, which I also admit."

"So we haven't been proactive in provoking them."

"But who would have thought that they would always send someone to monitor our every move."

"I don't know which team their people are mixed into, and this time the matter of our ancestor land was passed on to the Luo family."

"The Luo family saw that my father was injured, and the Great Elder also vomited blood.

"As soon as you entered the mountain on your front foot, they brought people to kill them on their back foot."

"This time, we didn't bring a large army over, we didn't expect to be attacked by a sneak attack, that's what happened just now." When

the scythe said this, he clenched his fist angrily and smashed it against the wall, and several strands of blood flowed down his knuckles.

"Damn, if I had been stronger, and I had worked a little harder, such a tragic situation would not have happened.

"It's all to blame me, blame me for not contending."

The big scythe said, and two lines of uncontested tears slipped down.

Although the fat man has always been hip-hop, seeing his junior like this, a fire also ignited in his heart.

"Big nephew, Uncle Fat will take you to Luo's house to find a place. The

big scythe listened to the fat man's words, looked at the fat man, and recalled Fang Cai's father whispering in his ear.

"Son, your fat uncle and uncle Qingshan are here as guests, don't involve them, we have already asked them too much." Thinking

of this, the big scythe was a little hesitant, and he did not dare to speak.

When the fat man saw him grinding, he slapped the back of the big scythe, and the painful big scythe grinned.

"Why, you can't look at your fat uncle and me?

The scythe wiped his tears and bowed his head like a child.

Bai Ye looked at the aggrieved and powerless scythe, thinking that the scythe called out uncle enthusiastically every time he saw him, a little touched, silently stood up, walked to the body of the scythe, and looked at the scythe with his head bowed.

"Let's go, take you to Luo's house to collect debts. "