Seeing that the seller was still serious, Zhuangzi snickered in his heart.
"Did I let you pretend that you pretended to be quite similar, this kung fu of pretending to be dead is not bad?"
Zhuangzi wanted to take this opportunity to make a joke with the black-clothed senior brother, and he could tease the seller.
Seeing that Zhuangzi and the two gray-clothed protectors both said that the black-clothed senior brother was dead, and he confirmed that he was dead, he was naturally convinced.
Although the two gray-clothed mages suspected that the black-clothed senior brother could not die so easily, if he was so careless, as a mage-protector, he would die many times.
But they don't know why.
On the surface, the person is indeed dead. carried the black-clothed brother to the hall and prepared to put it on the bed, but there were two beggar and beggar half-brothers lying on the bed, and there was no place for him.
The two gray-clad mages were ready to put him on the ground and figure out what to do.
To restrain the dead, you have to find a wooden board to put on the ground, right?
"Carry me to the bed," said the seller.
"Still carrying the bed," Zhuangzi was annoyed in his heart, and he really took this matter seriously.
Well, well, all your wishes will be granted.
The two gray-clothed mages carried the black-clothed brother to the seller's room, and put them on the bed without taking off the dirty clothes on his body.
"In the middle of the night, we can only wait until tomorrow to collect the corpse during the day," Zhuangzi said anxiously on the side: "Selling this is crying and making a fuss, how good would it be if this thing got out, this is my black-clothed brother, he is different from others, if someone asks about his identity, this will be a big trouble."
When "Brother Zhuang" heard this, he was anxious and cried: "Can people still not cry when they die?"
"You don't know who he is," Zhuangzi said mysteriously.
"Who?"
asked the seller.
"He is a fugitive to be captured by the Song Kingdom" The "fugitives" were shocked.
Then he cried quietly and said: "Where is he a fugitive, he is my brother, he is also my brother, my brother in black is good to me, he is good to me like my father, I have always treated him as my father."
Seeing that Mai'er was crying as if it were true, the two gray-clothed protectors were very moved when they saw it.
The beggars and beggars in the hall were also so noisy that they couldn't rest.
The beggar is sincerely kind, and he is very anxious.
But he's also half-dead, and he can't help sell it "Sell your sister, sell your sister," the beggar whispered in the hall.
When he heard the begging cry, he didn't bother to pay attention to him.
She is still very prejudiced against the beggar half, and if she wasn't lucky, she would have died under the fist of the beggar half.
But she didn't know that the beggar had completely changed, treating her as a sister and a benefactor, and swore to repay her.
"Don't worry about crying, I heard, it seems that as long as there is still heat in the body, emergency rescue, people can still be saved.
Sell your sister, sell your sister" Although the martial arts of the beggar half is not very high, he is also a knowledgeable person, he has heard that as long as people do not die, as long as there is still heat in the body, they can be saved.
When Mai'er heard this, he quickly reached out and touched the body of the senior brother in black.
At this touch, she stopped crying, and said to Zhuangzi: "Brother Zhuang, he is not dead yet, he still has heat on his body, and he can still be saved." ” "I don't know how to save it," Zhuangzi said sloppily.
"What about you, do you know if there is a way to revive him," Sell'er asked the two more gray-clothed mages in a hurry.
The two gray-clothed protectors looked at each other and shook their heads, both indicating that they didn't know.
"Brother Zhuang, you must have a way, Brother Zhuang, do you want to think of a child, Brother Zhuang" Selling Er wrapped himself around Zhuangzi again, hugged Zhuangzi's arm, and begged.
"Let me think," Zhuangzi said, taking off his shoes, making way for the bed, and sitting up cross-legged.
"Brother Zhuang, what are you doing?"
asked Mai'er, puzzled.
"I can only think about it if I calm down."
Seeing that Brother Zhuang was serious, Mai'er didn't say anything more, and looked at her Brother Zhuang with a pair of anxious eyes.
Zhuangzi entered the state of inward vision, and in the inward world, he really saw the senior brother in black with a proud face, looking at the seller and laughing, and watching everyone laugh.
Nimadi is really pretending to be dead "Smack" Zhuangzi took advantage of the fact that the black-clothed senior brother was not paying attention, and slapped him over.
"Ouch" The black-clothed senior brother touched his face and screamed in pain.
"You and I know that you are not dead, you are pretending to be dead," Zhuangzi scolded.
But to Zhuangzi's surprise, the black-clothed senior brother didn't feel it, as if he didn't know about his existence.
Why didn't he feel pain when he slapped him just now, why can't he see me Hit again "Smack" Zhuangzi slapped him again.
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"Ouch," the black-clothed brother screamed again.
Nimadi is really a dog, and in broad daylight, he was slapped in the face by a ghost.
The black-clothed senior brother restrained his smug look on the spot and became inexplicable.
Only then did Zhuangzi realize that in his inner world, he could not communicate with the black-clothed senior brother.
He didn't know what was going on, but he was sure that the senior brother in black was really not dead.
Well, since you're not dead, I'll force you back to life.
"There is" Zhuangzi retreated from the inner world, and said to Mai'er and the others: "For this situation, pour him a basin of urine, and it will be fine immediately."
"Peeing" "Urine can save him" The two gray-clad mages asked incredulously.
She couldn't believe it, but she had to believe it.
"Hurry up and find a basin, and we'll all come and pee for him to drink," Zhuangzi urged.
Nimadi, you pretend to be dead, and you still have to sell your son, call your father, and I will let you drink urine How did the seller know that Zhuangzi was making the bad, so he really went to the kitchen to find a basin to catch urine.
This home, she is too familiar with.
He didn't bring an oil lamp, so he found a basin accurately.
Put it on the ground and say, "Hurry up, I'll feed him."
"Hmm" Zhuangzi agreed, got off the bed, waved his hand at Mai'er, and motioned for Mai'er to go out.
Mai'er knew what Brother Zhuang meant, and she didn't need Brother Zhuang to say, she walked out of the room.
"Woo," Zhuangzi said, ripped open his pants and peed into the basin.
After urinating, two more gray-clothed mages were shook.
Under the persecution of Zhuangzi, the two gray-clothed protectors had no choice but to puff up.
After three bubbles of urine, the whole room will become smelly.
"Well, okay, you can feed him and pee."
Zhuangzi opened the door of the room and beckoned.
Mai'er rushed into the room impatiently, and was about to pick up the urinal, thinking about what method to use, and feed it to the black-clothed senior brother to drink.
It's so sad that the whole room smells like this, isn't it human urine?
At this time, the one who was lying on the bed sat up alone.
"I don't want to drink pee, I'm not dead yet" "Boom" The urinal, which she had just picked up, fell to the ground again.
The urine in the basin spilled, and a strong smell dissipated again.
"Zhuangzi, you're too bad, you let me drink urine," said the black-clothed senior brother as if he was cheating on a corpse.
"You, you, you're not dead" Seller didn't think about it for a while, and was actually surprised.
"Where is he dead, he is pretending to be dead to tease you," Zhuangzi said with a smile.
"You, you, you're all bad silver, bad silver, woo woo" Although he was tricked, he was very angry.
But when he saw that the senior brother in black was really not dead, he was still very happy in his heart
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