dead child, ghost carrying coffin

On the other side, in the small courtyard.

The sudden vibration from the ground almost caused Chen Daji to fall into a "dog gnawing shit".

"Fuck, Dilong turned over?!"

"Not good, grandma!!"

After Chen Daji finished speaking, Sa Yazi ran out, intending to go to the deaf mother-in-law's room to recite her.

Hua Jiunan stretched out his hand to gently hold him down, and slowly got up to look in the direction of Didang Mountain.

Hu Qingshan and Chang Huaiyuan did the same thing.

"It seems that Mr. Xiao is right. Didang Mountain has really changed..."

As soon as the words fell, there was only a burst of crying and howling from far to near.

Before anyone could react, he threw himself into Hua Jiunan's arms with a huff.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

It was the child ghost who was injured all over and cried until he almost fainted.

At this time, he does not look like a "god and demon" who has walked all the way from ancient times. He is clearly a poor child who has lost his family and is homeless.

Although Hua Jiunan had expected it long ago, he did not expect that the matter would be so serious.

Looking at the little ghost, I feel distressed and anxious.

Even so, he didn't urge to ask, just patted his back softly and comforted him.

At the same time, he took out his most precious healing elixir "Zhihu Dan", took out two pills and coaxed the little ghost to eat it.

After comforting for a long time, although the little ghost was still sobbing when he spoke, his mood finally eased a lot.

Only then did I tell the story in detail.

After hearing this, Hua Jiu raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes angrily.

He snorted "malaria ghost" angrily, and called out "monster" sadly, and then sat down on the stool in a slumped manner.

In the fragments that Hua Jiu can hardly recall, the character of the ghost ghost is a bit like the sixth gray:

On weekdays, I always feel inferior to my own identity, and feel that appearing in the world in the form of a ghost really insults the majesty of the whole line.

So always ground yourself in the room.

Before the two bloodlines turned against each other, the spooky ghost watched Hua Jiunan play with the little ghost through the window every time with envy.

Hua Jiu is difficult to be careful, and can understand the heart of ghosts and ghosts.

So every time I make two identical toys: one for children and one for sprites.

After the ghost ghost got it, he was even embarrassed to open his mouth to thank him.

He bowed desperately, and then a "person" ran to the corner to play quietly.

Treating these toys, ghost ghosts cherish them more than child ghosts.

It is often the child ghost who has broken the game or lost it, but the one in his hand is still as good as the new one...

Thinking about it, two lines of hot tears silently fell from Hua Jiunan's eyes.

Seeing this, the child ghost who had gradually stopped his grief burst into tears again.

Chen Daji was unresponsive, apparently not knowing why Hua Jiunan was crying.

But seeing him so sad, he didn't dare to speak nonsense.

I just turned around in a hurry, and stopped talking a few times.

Hu Qingshan has a long family background, and he had a vague understanding of what happened back then through the words of Mr. Hu San.

Seeing this scene, he let out a long sigh: "Xiao Jiu, things have already happened, and we still have to mourn."

Ba Ye Chang saw that Hua Jiu was crying, and he also cried.

"Small, Mr. Xiao, you, don't cry, or, or Xiao Ba, I will carry you around and relax..."

Seeing Dachang Chong's concerned eyes, Hua Jiunan took out a handkerchief and wiped away tears for himself and Xiao Ergui.

Then he patted Chang Baye lightly on the head, indicating that he was fine.

"All grievances and grievances are best settled in this life!"

"5000 years is indeed too long..."

Having said that, Hua Jiunan asked the little ghost softly.

"Brother, when you came, were the Emperor and Didang Mountain really destroyed?!"

"General Taifeng, he..."

The child ghost sobbed in reply.

"After I was stunned by the aftermath of the third brother's blood sacrifice, I woke up and nothing was there,"

"In the sky and on the ground, there is no trace of General Taifeng..."

Just when Hua Jiunan didn't know what to say, another "uninvited guest" arrived.

"Bang bang bang".

There was a soft knock on the door from outside the yard.

Chen Daji, who was feeling uncomfortable, immediately ran out with bowed legs.

"In the middle of the night, who is it! Wait a minute, it's coming!"

"Huh, Huping?! I just called yesterday, and you will be here tonight?! Flying in the clouds?!"

The little Taoist was taken aback by the question.

"Chen, Boss Chen, he changed his surname to Liao..."

Chen Daji waved his dirty hands nonchalantly, and led Liao Ping inside.

"It doesn't matter what your surname is. We mainly want to ask you if you can fly, that is, flying through the clouds!"

"Can you teach us?!"

"We don't learn in vain, we can teach you our own monkey boxing!"

Outside the book: Too poor!Have the audacity to ask for a small gift that does not cost money, and buy some good milk powder for the child!

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