I thought the problem too simply.In my opinion, with such an unexpected counterattack, it seems that you can upgrade the rookie image you left in the mind of the Yin Snake to the next version, and then you can get the right to talk to it on an equal footing.But I was wrong, I was far from it.I quickly paid a heavy price for this small victory; What I was waiting for was not a desired conversation or negotiation, but a repressive retaliation.Of course, the opponent ushered in was not Yin Snake, neither Chen Bo nor Sakura, but Yuzhen, who had used my mother's image and name.It's reasonable to think about it, Yin Snake doesn't take me in his eyes, and it's only the most suitable thing to let her out.She reacts quickly, so revenge comes quickly.After my conversation with Wang Xinmei and Yang Yingcui, as soon as I returned to my sleeping bag, she came.As soon as I closed my eyes, she came.Obviously, this is the rhythm that keeps me awake, Yang Yingcui is right, the night is our arena; If I win, I should get what I want; And if I lose, then there will probably be no other choice but to bow down and obey the orders of the Yin Serpent from now on.The duel is classical, and it is the kind of one-on-one heads-up that is very gentlemanly and civilized.But the way to distinguish the winner and the winner is very strange: the competition is the will, to see who can consume whom.As soon as I closed my eyes, Yuzhen was sobbing outside the window, and kept counting: "You are so ruthless, Jiang Yuan is your own brother, how can you do it, he is only five years old, woo woo woo""My son, you died so miserably, how can this mother live""""The voice sounds clearly under the windowsill.In the process, I was upset by her arguing and even got up angrily and went outside to check, but I couldn't find where she was hiding.And as soon as I came back and lay down, she came again.I've tried all sorts of things to try to plug my ears, but it didn't work.In addition, I tried to communicate and explain in my mind, but it was also useless, Yuzhen didn't communicate with me at all, her voice was like a pre-recorded and endlessly looping.Yuzhen's voice is like a seed planted in my sea of consciousness, spreading out from there, sometimes like mosquitoes and flies, sometimes like needle, there is no place to hide, there is no way to avoid it, headache, headache ah, ah, ah, ah, I just talked to Wang Xinmei about the real and false Monkey King, and I immediately tasted the taste of the mantra.It was easy to stay up until dawn, and it seemed that Yuzhen was finally tired and began to stop.I was both internally injured and tired, and my face was frighteningly white.Uh, well, finally made it to daylight, so I can catch my breath and compete again when night falls.But I was wrong again, compared with what happened during the day, Yuzhen's tricks at night can only be regarded as appetizers, and the main dishes are still behind, which is simply called a sour saying that after eating early, I originally wanted to sleep back to make up for it, but as soon as I closed my eyes, this time it was Uncle Chen who appeared on the stage.As soon as I heard his voice, I knew that I had just drunk, and it was appropriate to make noise by playing crazy with wine, and I greeted my whole family from top to bottom in minutes, one by one, and this time even my father didn't let go, the main meaning is that I shouldn't have been born such a scourge, the livestock is okay, I can't afford to hide, I can't sleep listlessly, I had to go out of the yard, as long as I met my companions, I asked them if they wanted to help, please find me something to do, I couldn't stop at all, because in the process, As soon as I was distracted and wanted to take a cat nap or something, I heard the sound of Uncle Chen scolding the heavens and the earth, everywhere.Or maybe Sakura came out and smashed the pot and knocked the spatula, so that I didn't get a moment of peace.It's so insidious, it's a wheel war, in short, the hard work of this day is needless to say, it's hard to say.In other words, the experience of this day and night has really completely subverted my perception of non-human beings, who said that ghosts can't come out to move during the day, my righteous sister Tian Ori is just down, she has a bracelet to exist, which should be able to play a certain protective role.And these people in Shima New Village, they don't need to show up at all, they can arrogantly launch sonic attacks on me in broad daylight, quietly, and they only wholesale and not retail; Therefore, the companions of the entire expedition team did not know how miserable I was this day, and Wang Xinmei thought that I was too seriously injured last night and needed to recover, so she didn't bother me too much.Actually, now I really want to find someone to chat with me all night, so it would be better to divert my attention, but this is obviously impossible, who has the leisure and energy, to say that it is the first time that I am so afraid of the coming of night, because I don't know what kind of trick they are going to play.The answer was soon revealed.As soon as it got dark and everyone began to go to bed peacefully, my mind began to ring bells, cymbals, and bells in unison, plus the cries of the heavens and the earth, the mourning of relatives and friends, and the noisy and noisy exchanges.The most bizarre thing is that it is exactly the same as the popular funeral customs in Shaliu Town, Yuzhen and they seem to have invited a professional mourning team, both men and women, who are so professional that they not only sing the lyrics and come when they open their mouths, but also show off their pitches and fancy tones compared to the competition, without using a megaphone at all.In addition to expressing grief and pity, the crying and mourning words also carefully counted the disobedience and ruthlessness of me, the "younger brother", and I was so sad and angry that I wanted to pinch a kitchen knife for the undead to come to me desperately.People are holding a big funeral, not only do the whole set exactly the same as the real thing, but also use the loudspeaker to broadcast it live to me, knowing that it has no effect, I still frequently cover my ears.Or instead of counting one, two, or three sheep in your mind, it's useless.In desperation, I had to take out my phone and put on earbuds, wanting to play the saved music to interfere; But as soon as I clicked the play button, I was so frightened that I quickly ripped off the earbuds and turned off the phone.Because the music has all become a recording of the live version of the funeral.Uh, I can't go on like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to hang up tomorrow night.Either find a solution as soon as possible, or just close your eyes and just hang up.But, even if I did, I am afraid that my soul would not get a moment of peace; They won't let me go, so I really don't dare to hang it, and now I seem to have to grit my teeth and carry it except to admit defeat, but I don't know how long I can carry it.In addition to grief and indignation, I don't naturally think about my father's usual protection and care for me.Dad, where are you, will your current situation be worse than mine, it seems that this is the welfare that the weak deserve after they can't resist the strong, and what I get is a super gift package The legendary "ghost singing".It's called singing, but it's actually crying.aa2705221，，； mobile phone reading,