Strange things record _ snake from the revolution

"Stop.." Stop I interrupted Zeng Ting, "don't lie." "What's the matter?" Zeng Ting asked. This is an ancient book. Can you write in classical Chinese? "But." Zeng Ting said with grievance: "This is what is written in the book." "Madman, don't make trouble and let Tingting read it again." Bastard said. Tingting then read: "." After the dead return to their souls, if they don't get up, they can pour wine into their throats. If so, the God of joy can stand.. Fu paste must be pasted on the seal hall for seven points. Tingting stopped reading and threw the book away. "This is an evil book that teaches people to drive away corpses." "You know how to drive a corpse?" Bastard asked. Yeah, I know. Everyone in my hometown knows. Zeng Ting was a little scared. "There is a house outside the village of my father's hometown, and no one lives there at ordinary times. Once I went to play, I saw several dead people standing inside." Later, I learned that the house was specially designed for the corpse driver to stay overnight. Lunatic! Why are you asking about these things? I kind of believe that Zeng Ting is not lying. After dinner, the four of us went outside, and the two girls were very intimate now. To Jiefang Road to visit the clothing market, but also to buy hairpins,whirlpool hot tub, next to Zhixiang Road, a shop front, I and the bastard are too lazy to go in, sitting at the intersection, waiting for them. I asked the bastard, "Do you also believe what Tingting said,garden jacuzzi tub, this book is to teach you to drive the corpse?" "Absolutely." Bastard took out the book and flipped through the ancient book and said, "It was given by the master. There should be no mistake." "Then how do you explain that the words Tingting read out are too colloquial, too straightforward, and inconsistent with the text of this book?" "I think it's the opposite." Bastard said, "The corpse drivers were all peasants in the mountains of western Hunan. There was a well-educated man who drove the corpse. So this book was written by the former corpse driver.". It was written down according to dialect and spoken language. "Ha ha, don't be too sure." I laughed. "I do know a very learned man to learn how to drive a corpse." Bastard excitedly asked: "Do you know?"? There. Introduce me. How come you've never heard of you? I see the bastard was fooled by me round and round, proudly said: "This man is not in front of me?" "Damn it, flirt with me." Bastard laughed, too. There's one more thing. Without waiting for me to finish, endless swim pool ,hot tub wholesale, the bastard said, "I've been thinking about this all the time." Bastard and I are thinking about the same thing: why this book that teaches driving corpses has female characters. Was it written by a woman. But the corpse driver is the most taboo Yin Qi, a woman's Yin Qi is heavy, it is impossible to be a corpse driver. Bastard and I are troubled by this problem. Bastard and I discussed for a long time, but we couldn't come to a conclusion. Dong Ling and Zeng Ting have finished shopping and come to us. Bastard and I didn't come up with a reason. Bastard also won't ask Ceng Ting to read the word on the book, since he knows is the dialect of Hunan, and female word, there is a way to understand this book. Bastard recognized a ticket seller at the Jingzhou Museum in Shashi. He was actually a folklore expert. They knew each other when they were studying at school. There should be a way to find someone to recognize the female characters. As for Hunan dialect, it is easier to find a Hunan native. I went home with Zeng Ting. I just came out of the cell and planned to report back to the milk company in the daytime tomorrow. Zeng Ting specially asked for leave today. The two of them went to bed early. But both of them are night owls and can't sleep for a while. I smoked a cigarette and leaned against the back of the bed, thinking about the female characters on the corpse book. "What are you thinking about?" Zeng Ting said in a strange way beside her. I didn't speak, I was still thinking. Don't worry about it. How can a girl like Lingling like you? "What are you talking about?" I'm impatient. Zeng Ting snatched my cigarette away and began to smoke. "Just now, when you looked at other people's eyes, your eyeballs were about to fall off. You didn't think you were hungry." (Yichang dialect: It's hard to explain. It has the meaning of greed, and it also has the meaning of expecting too much and ignoring the image.) ” I took a cigarette and lit it. "What are you jealous of? I'm thinking about something now. Don't bother me." Zeng Ting said, "Don't treat me like a fool. You think I don't know. Even if Dong Ling doesn't tell me, I can see that you have a little idea.". ” "What the *** is wrong with me?" I was in a hurry: "Did I sleep with her?" What are you so excited about? Zeng Ting giggled, "I don't want to be jealous of you, of course you don't have the ability to talk to her, but you used to run to another bed, take off your clothes, hold someone else's pillow and underwear." Ha ha ha Ha-ha Zeng Ting laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe. www。 xiaoshuotxt.c o m． t． xt．． Small Say God. Don.. Chapter 39 The Story of Driving the Corpse (2) My head is big. Damn, how can Dong Ling even say this kind of thing. I threw away the cigarette and took Zeng Ting's cigarette and threw it under the bed. The hands are not honest. Zeng Ting was already laughing, but when I touched the sensitive place, she itched badly and tried to dodge. The two men played for a while and then made out. I gasped and asked Zeng Ting, "What do you like about me?" Ceng Ting says: "You anyhow is a college student, the man that I look for before is hoodlum, say you look more gentle also." I have a little face in front of my sisters. "What else." "And.." Also It's passable in this respect. "In what way?" I put my mouth close to Zeng Ting's ear and asked. In that respect. "" Zeng Ting dodged and said. In what way? I asked on purpose. Scatter in that direction. Zeng Tingjiao panted and said, "You son of a dog, be gentle." At this moment, I suddenly felt that I had completely regarded Zeng Ting as a buddy (Yichang dialect: girlfriend). After a week, the bastard came to me. I came to the milk station in the morning. I delivered the milk and was riding my bike back to the milk station. Unload the bottle. It's too early to follow the bastard. Bastard says: "That skill teaches a person to drive a corpse really, he had read the book,best whirlpool tub, but had not understood completely." As I ate the hot and dry noodles, I said, "It doesn't matter. The future is long. Take your time to learn." 。 monalisa.com