I Brush Attributes from Ghosts

Undercover Taoist priest: "Suddenly I feel a sore nose, you are too kind to us, you are so kind to us, you are crying bitterly.jpg"

As ghosts, they know that Yin Qi is like blood, which can be regenerated, but it is impossible to give too much at once. This is like selling blood, which is also very precious.

Wang Ping provided them with his own yin energy, and the ghosts were moved by it.

Ding!The ghosts in the group of good ghosts are moved, and the favorability of the host in their hearts soars, attribute +50

The graveyard bounced: "Big Brother Hundred Ghosts at Night, you actually use your own yin energy to provide us with cultivation, you are equivalent to feeding us with "breast milk"! Don't say anything, you are my reborn parents, Dad!! My son will be filial to you when he becomes strong in the future, I am so touched that I kneel and lick.jpg”

Overturning Meng Potang: "Bengdi, you are too shameless, and can you talk, you say this is "breast milk" feeding, and then call dad? @百鬼夜行, Mom, let's ignore Bundi, It's an idiot."

The cute ghost came out of the cage: "You are enough! My dad only has me as a daughter, @百鬼夜行, Dad, do you think so?"

Died in the smog: "Now it is broadcast live for everyone, a large-scale family recognition program-collective father recognition."

Hyakki Yako: "... 40-meter sword man ultimate evolution thousand-meter sword man warning.jpg"

Afterwards, Wang Ping chatted with these funny people all night.

During the period, Wang Ping talked with the group members about the following Ji.

After a while of discussion, the members of the group unanimously decided that this is a great face-to-face, so let's have a cosplay competition, each member will dress up, and after the face-to-face, everyone will comment on who is the best cosplayer.

After all, the location of the face-to-face this time is Qingming Festival, and it is still at the tomb. If someone comes to the tomb to worship the ancestors in the middle of the night, seeing a group of people at the tomb will cause a heart attack.

So everyone cosplays, so that at least others will not be scared to death, at most they will be scared into fools.

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Time flies, and a month is fleeting.

Tomb-sweeping day is coming.

China Dongguan, a mountain of cemeteries.

There are densely packed grave mounds here, one after another in the hills.

At night, the moon was covered by dark clouds, only the dim starlight, the evening wind blowing over the grave, the flowers and plants swayed, and the sound of the wind in the silent grave was like crying, shuddering, weird and scary.

It's twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

On the uninhabited cemetery mountain, figures appeared one after another.

These figures are dressed in different costumes. Among them is a little girl. She is dressed in a cute gothic loli costume, holding a little bear in her hand, bouncing and jumping, and there is a childish loli voice in her mouth .

"Have you seen my little bear!"

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The moment the immature loli voice sounded, a voice followed.

"I make your dreams come true with my hands."

It was a figure with a red bandage tied over his eyes, a bald prop on his head, and red cloth tied on his knees and palms. At first glance, he looked like a Thai boxer.

These two figures, a man and a woman, the woman looks cute, with a round powdery face, like a small steamed bun, aged between 10 and 12 years old.

The male is handsome and sunny, with a hint of hooliganism, and a bohemian appearance. He is 27 or [-] years old.

In addition to these two people, many people came, and everyone was dressed in different clothes.

Some of them cosplay two-dimensional characters, some cosplay as game and movie characters, and some cosplay as other things.

If it wasn't for this being a cemetery, and it was midnight, just by looking at these people, I would have thought they were coming to a cosplay conference, all kinds of cos.

In the middle of the night, a group of people dressed in cosplay costumes came to the cemetery, which was indescribably weird.

Only this group of people know what they are here for.

They are here for face-to-face.

Suddenly, they are all the ghosts who agreed to face the Ching Ming Festival with good ghosts in charge.

"Hey, Bundi, you cosplay a blind monk, very flamboyant." A man obviously dressed as Jin Sanpang laughed.

Grave Bounce Di hehe smiled.

"Well, it looks a lot like it."

As he said that, Grave Dance performed a standard dance of the blind monk.

At this time, a person dressed as Guan Gong, holding Guan Gong's beautiful beard, looked up and down the shape of the tomb, rubbed his chin and forehead and said.

"It's very similar, and it will be more similar if you can blind your eyes."

call!

The Guan Gong knife in this man's hand swung horizontally, oppressing the air like a tiger roaring, full of momentum and majesty.

With a bang, the Guan Gong Knife was put on the ground, and it made a dull sound when it hit the ground.

The sound was deep and heavy, as if a hundred catties of iron fell to the ground, and the ground was slightly sunken.

It seems that this Guan Gong knife is not a cos decoration at all, but a genuine Guan Gong knife, weighing nearly a hundred catties.

"You see, in order to pretend to be a good Guan Gong, I danced the Guan Gong knife for a month."

Hearing the words of the man dressed as Guan Gong, and cosplaying the man as Iron Man, he pulled off the mask of Iron Man and said.

"What's the matter, I watched the Avengers a hundred times in order to play Iron Man well, and bought hundreds of Iron Man figures."

When everyone heard the words, they said 6666 one after another.

With the passage of time, the members of the "Ghostly Ghost" have arrived one after another.

Some of them have met each other before, and some are meeting each other for the first time.

Although it was the first time to meet Ji, but after the meeting, there was no strangeness at all, and the conversation was very happy, just like the best buddies, commenting on each ghost's outfit.

After so many years of talking in the group of good ghosts, all the ghosts have become good friends on the Internet, and meeting offline does not hinder their friendship.

Bengdi looked around and asked with an expression on his face.

"Is there anyone else who hasn't come? Is the boss of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk not here?"

The number of people dressed as Iron Man counted all the ghosts present.

"The group leader has something to do and won't come. The boss of Baigui Yexing said he would come, but he hasn't come yet depending on the situation."

In the open space of the cemetery, almost all the ghosts who promised to come to Mian Ji have come, except for Wang Ping who has not yet arrived.

When Wang Ping was mentioned, the ghosts present immediately became interested, their faces full of anticipation and excitement.

You know, they are all ghosts now, and they are still not weak among ghosts. All this is thanks to Wang Ping, they will remember this in their hearts, and they are grateful to Wang Ping.

The reason why everyone prepared meticulously for this face-to-face meeting was more or less because of Wang Ping. They wanted to meet Wang Ping and see what this big man who gave them selfless help was like.

Suddenly at this moment, someone came from afar.

The ghosts looked over.

"My Cao! What is that?!"

"Mighty, is that the boss of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk?"

A hundred meters away, at the entrance of a dark forest in Cemetery Mountain, there was a tall figure.

The full moon was half covered by dark clouds, and the moonlight was so weak that it was hard to see the figure approaching in the distance.

However, even if he couldn't see the appearance of the person who came, this figure still gave people a sense of stalwart and tall, as if he was a generation of war gods, a generation of emperors, and his figure looked down upon.

Looking at this figure, all the ghosts actually had a feeling that even if this figure turned its back on all living beings, it was invincible.

Borrowing the moonlight, the ghosts such as Bundi on the grave saw the figure holding a bronze ax in his hand.

The stalwart figure, coupled with the bronze axe, looks even more mighty, like a warlord.

However, this is not where the attention of the ghosts such as Bundi Bundi is. At this time, their attention is on the crotch of this stalwart figure.

To be precise, all attention is on the animal that this figure is riding.

This figure didn't come by steps, but riding an animal, a sturdy-looking animal.

That's a panda!

The ghosts such as Bundi on the grave head were a little short-circuited, and they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

The boss of the Hundred Ghosts at Night came riding a panda?

The next moment, as if thinking of something, all the ghosts exclaimed in unison.

"Riding a panda? Holding a bronze weapon, it can't be Chi You from cosplay."

According to ancient Chinese records, Chi You's mount may be a panda, and everyone judged the identity of the cosplayer based on this.

Not long after, Wang Ping, who used the nine-character mantra "Dou" to change his body function, transformed himself into a majestic and mighty figure, rode the panda summoned by the function of the soldier character, and came in front of everyone.

"Hundred ghosts at night?" Bengdi looked at Wang Ping in shock and asked hesitantly.

Wang Ping nodded, admitting that he is the Hundred Ghosts of the Night.

Suddenly, all the ghosts boiled.

"I, Cao, am really the boss of Hundred Ghosts at Night."

"Hundred ghosts at night, you are too fierce, cosplay to this point, you can't steal a panda from Wolong Panda Garden in Sichuan, right?"

"Don't say anything, the boss of Baigui Yexing is the cos king this time, is there anyone who disagrees?"

Bengdi and the others were very excited, and finally saw the boss of Baigui Yexing himself.

Like them, Wang Ping was equally happy. He had been looking forward to meeting all the ghosts, and today he finally met.

Later, after Wang Ping revealed his identity, the ghosts such as Bengtou Bengdi introduced their identities to Wang Ping one after another.

"I died from the smog," said the man dressed as Guan Gong.

Wang Ping looked at the past, and he could see at a glance why he would cosplay Guan Gong after dying in the smog.

Died in the smog has a burly figure, two meters tall, slightly taller than Lu Hongwu, and Kong Wu looks powerful.

If Lu Hongwu was as strong as a bull, then this man was as strong as a bear, with a back of a tiger.