Chapter 12 Chapter Twelfth: Monks Playing Ghosts

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned. Sharman's hands were cold. They immediately realized that this was indeed their only chance of escaping the place. Once the opportunity is lost, it will never come again. The honest monk sighed again: "If two chicks and a bald donkey all die of old age here, then..." He suddenly shut up. Lu Xiaofeng jumped up, even though Shaman's person didn't move, his heart was beating, very fast. They all heard footsteps outside the door, like the footsteps of five or six people. The sound of footsteps came towards the house. There is already a light in the crack of the door, and it is getting brighter and brighter.

Lu Xiaofeng rushed over, lifted the lid of the box, and said in the lowest voice, "Hide in again." When Sharman jumped into the box, he hid in himself, and gently lowered the lid. Just then, the door opened. He heard the sound of the door opening and someone walking in, five of them in total. The first to speak was a woman. The voice was fierce: "Who asked you to move this box here?" Lu Xiaofeng's heart skipped a beat. He could tell that it was Xiaoyu's voice, Xiaoyu was not a desperate person, but the question he asked was really terrible. "It's Miss Man."

The one who answered this sentence was, of course, one of the two people who carried the box just now. "Miss Man?" Xiaoyu sneered: "Are you listening to Young Master Ninth? Or Miss Man?" No one dared to answer. "Do you know that Miss Man is no longer a member of the Ninth Young Master?" Xiaoyu's voice became more fierce. Lu Xiaofeng's heart sank. He really didn't understand why this little girl found out that this matter was obviously not pursued by anyone. This girl has just escaped from death, why should she meddle in such nosy matters? Lu Xiaofeng wanted to sew her mouth shut.

"Take it away." Xiaoyu yelled again: "Hurry up and take this box away." "Where are you taking it?" "Where it was lifted from, it will be carried back." After saying these words, Lu Xiaofeng immediately knew that he was wrong. How could he sew up such a cute little mouth? He really should kiss this little mouth once, even if he kissed two more, he should. The box was lifted off the boat, and in two hours, the boat was leaving again. As soon as the box was returned to the ship, their men followed the ship. "Then after five days, both chicks can go home."

Lu Xiaofeng was so happy that he almost couldn't help shouting, "Long live Xiaoyu!" It wasn't until now that he realized that Xiaoyu was doing them a favor.This spooky little girl must have known that they were hiding in the box. His heart was full of joy and gratitude, and he believed that Sharman's gratitude must be the same. He couldn't help but want to find her hand and hold it in his own. Although it was dark inside the box, he didn't care, because it didn't matter if he touched the wrong place. He really got it wrong. It was terribly wrong, it was terribly wrong, and it would kill people to live.

What he touched was a bald head. The person hiding in the box with him is not Shaman, but an honest monk! Lu Xiaofeng really wanted to scream. It's a pity that when his hand first touched the bald head, the honest monk's hand touched three acupuncture points on him.The three most deadly acupuncture points. Not only could he not scream, he couldn't even move. What about Sharman?Where is Sharman? The box has been lifted, Xiaoyu is still urging: "Quick, quick, quick!" Lu Xiaofeng was so anxious that he went crazy. Seeing the box being carried away, Shaman would definitely go crazy with anxiety, but she could only watch helplessly.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaofeng's heart was broken. Sharman's heart must have been broken too. But what good is a broken heart?Even if you hit your head to death and smash your whole body into pieces, it's still useless. He finally understood the meaning of the words "helpless", this kind of feeling is simply unacceptable. The two people who carried the box didn't know what kind of medicine they had taken. As soon as they lifted the box, they walked very fast. The honest monk actually took his hand, put it in his own, and patted him lightly, as if treating him like a child, comforting him and asking him to be obedient.

But Lu Xiaofeng only wanted to hear one thing, that is, to hear that the monk's bald head was suddenly smashed to pieces like an eggshell. It's a pity that the two people who carried the box not only walked fast, but also walked steadily, as if they had learned to lift the box in his mother's stomach. The honest monk sighed softly, looking comfortable and satisfied. "This monk is really my destined magic star. As soon as I saw him, I knew that I would be unlucky sooner or later." Lu Xiaofeng doesn't know too much about swearing, he only knows a little bit of all kinds of swearing in sixty-three provinces in the south and north, and there are only six or seven hundred kinds in total.

He had already scolded all these six or seven hundred words in his heart, only wishing that he couldn't speak them out. —Where is Sharman? ——Watching others tear her apart from her little cock, how does she feel? —Will she die? ——Maybe it would be better if she died. If she didn't die, how could she live alone? —Maybe she will find a way to sneak into the boat, her ability is far greater than others imagined. ——If she can't get on the boat, will she go to someone else's bed? Lu Xiaofeng's heart seemed to be tormented by boiling oil, the more he thought about it, the more painful it became, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became.

He was not such a narrow-minded person, but Sharman changed him. After a person has true love, why does he always become overwhelmed?Become narrow-minded? The two people carrying the box suddenly began to curse. "It's this damn box that keeps us from having a good meal." "Damn it, I saw the big-headed ghost alive." "We might as well find a place where no one is around and throw it into the sea, so that it won't cause trouble again." This kind of old sailor who has experienced many storms, of course, will not be a good role, maybe he will really do this.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't care at all, on the contrary, he kind of hoped that they would really do this. Unexpectedly, the man changed his mind again. "But we must at least see what the hell is in the box?" To Lu Xiaofeng, this idea didn't seem too bad. It's a pity that Xiaoyu has already locked the box. "Can you open this lock?" "can not open." "Do you dare to smash the box?" "Why not?" "If Master Ninth asks, who will be responsible?" "you." "Fuck you." The other person half-smiled and half-cursed, "I knew you were a bastard a long time ago." "You seem to be about the same." "So we'd better carry the box back obediently, and the world will be peaceful once it is placed in the bottom deck." With a "bang", the two people put the box heavily on the ground, and there was the sound of wooden boards below. The two exhaled at the same time, it was obvious that this was already the hold of Gong Jiu's boat. Their task was accomplished, and there was at last peace in the world. The honest monk also exhaled lightly, as if to say: "In three or five days, a little rooster and an old bald donkey will be able to go home safely." His world is also peaceful. Where is Lu Xiaofeng? Lu Xiaofeng seemed to be out of breath, touched his nostrils, he was really out of breath. The honest monk was also taken aback, and said, "What's going on with you?" No response, no anger. Can a person really be angry to death? The honest monk said: "You must not die, the monk is not willing to squeeze into a box with a dead man." Still no response, no anger. The honest monk suddenly smiled: "If you want to lie to me and let me unlock your acupoints, you are wrong." He smiled happily: "Good people don't live long, but evil people last for thousands of years. I know you won't die." Lu Xiaofeng finally let out his breath, the box was already so stuffy, it would be even worse if he held his breath.He didn't really want to be pissed off. The honest monk smiled even more happily, and said: "Although I don't want to fight with you in the box, it's not fun to talk to yourself alone. As long as you behave better, I will unlock your dumb acupoint first." Lu Xiaofeng is very good. If the three most terrible acupuncture points on a person's body are all tapped, he will not be good. The honest monk was really trustworthy, and immediately relieved his dumb acupoint. "Why don't you hurry up and die, you bald donkey?" This was the first sentence Lu Xiaofeng wanted to say. But he didn't say it. Sometimes he is also a very deep person, very scheming, he doesn't want the honest monk to touch his dumb acupoint again. There was not even a hint of anger in his voice, and he said lightly: "Actually, you don't have to do this at all." The honest monk said: "What do you need to do?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "You don't need to touch my acupuncture points." The honest monk said: "But the monk is afraid that you will get angry." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why are you angry?" The honest monk said: "The little hen suddenly turned into a bald donkey, the little rooster will inevitably get angry." Lu Xiaofeng was also laughing, and said, "You're wrong." The honest monk asked, "What's wrong?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "The little rooster is no longer a little rooster." The honest monk asked, "What is it?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Old rooster." The honest monk asked, "What is the difference between the old rooster and the young rooster?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "There are many points, the biggest point is that the old rooster has seen countless hens, big and small, but there is only one bald donkey friend." He said very sincerely: "Besides, she is here It’s okay to stay, if you stay, maybe you will become a dead donkey, I can’t watch my friend turn into a dead donkey.” The honest monk held his hand again, obviously moved by him: "You really are a good friend." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Actually, you should have known it a long time ago." The honest monk said: "It's not too late to know now." Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's not too late for you to unlock my acupoints now." The honest monk immediately agreed: "It's not too late." Lu Xiaofeng smiled, waiting for him to make a move. The honest monk continued slowly, "Although it's not late at all, it's a pity that it's still too early." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Too early?" The honest monk said, "It's too early." Lu Xiaofeng said: "When are you going to wait?" The honest monk said: "At least until the time to sail." Lu Xiaofeng shut his mouth.He was really afraid that he would yell at him, because he knew that no matter how he yelled, he couldn't kill this bald ass. He could only hold his breath and wait. If you were Lu Xiaofeng, would you be uncomfortable if you were to be squeezed into a box with a monk? Lu Xiaofeng suddenly said: "Can you do me a favor?" The honest monk said, "Say it." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Can you touch my other acupoint?" The honest monk said: "Are you out of anger?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "No." The honest monk said: "Do you really want me to tap one of your acupuncture points?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Really." The honest monk asked, "What acupuncture point?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Sleeping point." At times like these, there is nothing more pleasant in the world than a good night's sleep. The honest monk sighed and said, "It seems that your luck is really good." Lu Xiaofeng almost couldn't help shouting again: "You still say I'm lucky?" The honest monk nodded and said, "At least you still have a friend who can touch your acupuncture points, but the monk doesn't have one." Lu Xiaofeng was dumbfounded. Hearing this kind of words, he really didn't know whether he should cry three times or laugh three times. He neither cried nor laughed.Because he is asleep. dark. It was darkness in sleep, and it was darkness when we woke up, and it was nightmare in sleep, and it was nightmare when we woke up. —Where is Sharman? In his sleep, he seemed to see her running non-stop, not knowing where she was going?I don't know what to avoid? He wanted to catch up, but the distance between the two of them was getting farther and farther, gradually leaving only a hazy figure. When he woke up, he couldn't even see her shadow. He seemed to have a floating feeling. The ship had obviously set sail and reached the sea. His limbs can actually move. But he didn't move.He is trying to fix the honest monk. Although the bald donkey did not miss the appointment at last, once the boat left the sea, his acupoints were untied. But if it weren't for this bald donkey, how could the two loving chicks be separated? Thinking of the nightmare just now, and thinking of Shaman's current situation, Lu Xiaofeng wished he could immediately punch a big hole in his bald head. But what's the use of punching seventy or eighty big holes? Lu Xiaofeng sighed in his heart, no matter what, this bald donkey is finally his old friend, and he can't be regarded as too bad a person, even if he has to suffer a little bit of suffering, a major repair is definitely not acceptable. The boat went smoothly, and it was evidently a sunny day. Lu Xiaofeng stretched out his hand quietly, and was about to touch his acupuncture points first, and then slowly make him suffer a little. But as soon as he stretched out his hand, Lu Xiaofeng immediately felt something was wrong. The box suddenly became very fragrant, filled with a very familiar aroma. That is definitely not the taste of an honest monk, no matter what kind of monk, there will never be such a smell on his body. Not even nuns. With a flip of his hand, he caught this man's hand, a smooth and soft slender hand. This will not be an honest monk. Lu Xiaofeng's heart suddenly beat fast, and he heard a person in the darkness say: "You finally woke up." The soft voice was full of joy. Lu Xiaofeng's voice was trembling with excitement, his whole body could hardly help trembling. "Is it you? Really you?" "It's really me." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't believe it, and he didn't dare to believe it, it was obviously an honest monk in the box, how could he suddenly become Shaman again? But this voice was indeed Sharman's voice. Her hand was already pulling his, asking him to caress her face, her breasts. She was shaking too. This trembling of ecstasy was also familiar to him.He couldn't care less about anything else, and hugged her tightly with all his strength. Even if it was just a dream, it was fine, he just hoped that this dream would never wake up. He hugged so tight. This time he will never let her slip away from his arms again. She hugged him too, crying and laughing and kissing, all over his face. Her lips are warm and soft. "This is not a dream, it's real." She said with tears, "This is really not a dream, it's really real." But this fact is stranger than the wildest dreams. "How did you come here?" "have no idea." "Where is the honest monk?" "have no idea." She really didn't know: "I hid under the bed, and when I saw them carry the box away, I fainted from anxiety." "and then?" "When I wake up, I'm back in this box, it's almost like I'm dreaming." "But it's not a dream!" "Absolutely not." It was indeed not a dream, she bit his lip, he was in pain, a sweet pain. Could this be another miracle caused by Xiaoyu, she really has such a great ability? Although they can't explain these questions, they are not important. What is important is that they meet again now. They hugged tightly, as if they had decided to embrace like this for a lifetime. At this moment, there was a sudden "dong" sound, and it seemed that someone outside kicked the box. The box was shaking. Lu Xiaofeng didn't move, neither did Shaman. They still hugged tightly, but he could feel her lips were cold. Then they heard another "boom", and this time the box shook even harder. Who is kicking the box? Shaman licked his cold and dry lips, and whispered: "This is not Gong Jiu." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Oh!" Sharman said: "He would never kick a box, never do such a boring thing." Lu Xiaofeng was sneering. He suddenly felt a little angry and a little sour. ——Why does she always have respect in her tone when she mentions this person? He suddenly stretched his waist and hit the box hard. Unexpectedly, the lock on the outside of the box had already been unlocked, he stretched his waist hard, and the person rushed out. In the dark cabin, some sundries and wooden boxes were scattered here and there. There was no one outside their box, but a person was hanging from the crossbar on the top, like a dead fish hanging on a hook, still dangling from the hook. Now he was swinging tentatively and kicking boxes again. "Honest monk!" Lu Xiaofeng cried out, almost unable to believe his eyes. Sharman suddenly entered the box, but the honest monk in the box was hoisted up. How is this going? The honest monk was full of bitterness, he waited for Lu Xiaofeng to take out the rag stuffed in his mouth for him, and then spit it out. "God knows what's going on." His surprise and confusion were not fake: "I was sober at first, but for some reason, I suddenly fell asleep in a daze." Lu Xiaofeng said: "When you woke up, you were already hanging here?" The honest monk sighed and said, "Fortunately, you are still in the box, otherwise I really don't know how long I will be hanged?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Now you still don't know?" The honest monk was startled, and immediately put on the most friendly smile and said, "I know." He laughed until the muscles on his face were numb: "I know you will definitely let me go." Lu Xiaofeng said: "I'm not in a hurry." The honest monk said, "But I'm in a bit of a hurry." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Is it uncomfortable to hang on it?" The honest monk shook his head desperately. He was really anxious, breaking out in a cold sweat. Lu Xiaofeng actually sat down, sat on the deck, looked up at him, and said leisurely: "Is it cooler up there than down?" The honest monk shook his head and couldn't help shouting: "It's very cool, it's so cool." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Then why are you sweating?" The honest monk said: "Because I am angry, angry with myself, why do I make such good friends." Lu Xiaofeng laughed, laughed out loud. Seeing that the monk was angry, half of his anger disappeared, and he was about to untie the monk first. Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a coughing sound outside the cabin, as if someone was about to open the door and come in. Lu Xiaofeng immediately got into the box again, gently supported the lid, and slowly put it down. Before the lid of the box was completely closed, he saw the door of the cabin pushed open, and two people walked in. The one walking in front seemed to be one of the two who brought the box up just now. Lu Xiaofeng secretly prayed in his heart, only hoped that they would not take the box away again this time. It was pitch black inside the box, and there was not even a sound outside. What are people here for? They suddenly saw a monk hanging on it, why didn't they react at all? Lu Xiaofeng held Shaman's hand. Her hands are cold. His hands were not warm either, and he was already regretting that he should have let the honest monk down just now. Only now did he understand that if a person always wants to fix others in his heart, the one being punished is often himself. After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement outside. He was even more anxious, and could hardly bear to push the lid of the box aside to see what was going on outside. At this moment, someone outside suddenly knocked on the box, "Duk, Tuk, Tuk" very lightly. This kind of sound is definitely not kicked out by feet, and of course it cannot be an honest monk whose hands and feet are tied. This sound is like a very polite guest knocking on the door. It's a pity that the master doesn't welcome him. The host wanted to open the door, but the hostess desperately held his hand. The host did not open the door himself, so the guest had to open it by himself, only a crack. A tiny slit. Lu Xiaofeng wanted to look out from the crack, but there was a stream of hot air blowing in from the outside. It was so fragrant and thick that it made people drool. Even people who have never eaten beef soup should definitely smell it. The smell of beef broth.