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The last devil is under the carved wooden bed.
My two-year-old sister climbed under the bed again. What makes people panic is that this time, she disappeared under the bed, as clean as the dew evaporated in the morning.

My mother cried and called for help. Her shrill cry made the black telephone stand "bang" tremble, and my upper and lower teeth also "jingled".

Soon, five people came to our family. Almost all the people who came were thin old people, almost all with sparse hair and some baldness, all wearing glasses as bottom as two wine bottles.

So plain, can they save my sister? I'm skeptical. But my mother said that they are the most knowledgeable and resourceful people in the world, and they have saved countless lives, which is absolutely no less than a drop in the ocean.

"Hello, I'm Lao Huang." The old man in the yellow collar and Tang suit said.

"Hello, I'm Lao Lu." The old man in the green collar Tang suit said.

"Hello, I'm Lao Hong." The old man in the red collar and Tang suit said.

"Hello, I'm Laobai." The old man in a white-collar Tang suit said.

"Hello, I'm Roshi." The old man in the purple collar Tang suit said.

The same action, the same tone, the only difference is the color of the Tang suit. Usually, my mother and I will look at it endlessly with curious little eyes, or ask endless questions. But at this moment, we are really anxious, so anxious that my mother has forgotten the cultivation that she has always valued most. She said, "It doesn't matter who you are, and I don't want to know. The important thing is to return my lot to me and return it to me quickly. "

Toto seems to be hidden by them. No wonder the faces of the five old people, yellow, green, red, white and purple, were all covered with gray. Fortunately, their prime minister was able to punt in his stomach. After a moment of silence, he threw himself into the intense rescue work.

I saw them lined up and walked around the boxwood carved flower bed, round and round, walking around. After 16 laps, the five heads got together and discussed for a while. Then they lined up and walked around boxwood carving's wooden bed. After walking 13 laps, five heads lay on the ground together and watched under the bed for quite a while. From the thick "bottom of the bottle", eyes of surprise and anxiety flowed out. They stood up and got together for a long time. When these heads were separated again, Lao Huang had a thick rescue report on his hand.

Lao Huang said to us: "You are Duoduo's mother, don't worry: you are Duoduo's sister, don't worry. We have drawn up a detailed rescue plan. "

Mom is already in tears: "Ok, ok, start saving a lot."

Old green took the report and read:

Chapter 1 There is a devil under the bed

After research, we swear by our IQ and personality that there is a devil living under this bed, a real devil, the last devil left in the world. What an amazing discovery.

"Oh, my God, the devil!" My mother and I gave a scream.

Old red took the report, and then read:

Chapter II The appearance of the devil

This devil has long hair, green, three round horns on the top of his head, and his exposed teeth are 10 cm long. We guarantee the correctness of this inference with our IQ and personality.

"Ah, 10 cm long teeth, will my teeth hurt?" Mom's face is a little blue. But the old white then read the report:

Chapter III The Devil's Home

The devil's home is in the floor under this bed. The house is a mess, filled with cups of all sizes. The devil likes to sleep in a cup. We guarantee our IQ and personality, which is not a wild guess.

"My Duoduo was caught by the devil in his house?" Mother asked eagerly, and no one answered her question, because Roshi had already started reading:

The fourth chapter the devil's skills

The devil can make himself heavier, lighter, fatter, thinner, as thin as paper, or even any shape. We swear by our IQ and personality that this conclusion is correct.

"Can you save me a lot?" Mother's face is bluer. Still nobody cares, Lao Huang is reading:

The devil carves flowers