Four-year-old milk bag: Kick away the villain brother

The bewitching ghost who was being chanted by Pluto seemed to have fallen into an illusion at this moment.

His soul seemed to be stripped from Pink Pig's body, but his forehead was shining brightly.

The bewitching ghost looked at his spirit body strangely, and then looked around for a week, only to see that the surroundings were all white.

The bewitching ghost tentatively took two steps forward, complaining secretly to Zuo Yunjue as he walked.

It's okay for this big grievance to be unlucky every time, why do you have to implicate him every time?Really annoying!

The bewitching ghost walked forward while cursing and complaining.For some reason, the surrounding scene gave him an exceptionally familiar feeling.

Suddenly, everything around began to shake violently.The bewitching ghost wanted to stand still, but the scene around him changed rapidly.

Tens of seconds later, countless coffins quickly appeared in front of the bewitching ghost.

The bewitching ghost unexpectedly didn't turn around and run away. Instead, he froze for a second, with "?" written all over his face.What the hell is this place?

Before waiting for the bewitching ghost to make the next reaction, he only felt something burning between his forehead.

I saw the burning imprint on the forehead of the bewitching ghost split like sparks, and then quickly got into each coffin like countless spiritual elves.

The bewitching ghost only felt that his head was hurting like hell, he knelt down on the ground, and then clutched his head tightly.

The surroundings seemed to fall into silence.The bewitching ghost doesn't know what he's doing, let alone what's wrong.

After a long time, the pain between the foreheads began to gradually dissipate.The bewitching ghost's complexion finally became a little better.

"Xiao Huaisheng, you're a little late." A vicissitudes and mellow voice suddenly sounded, and the bewitching ghost's face inevitably froze for a moment.

He raised his head slowly, only to see an old man in a navy blue gown standing in front of him. The bewitching ghost was stunned for ten seconds, before finally speaking uncertainly: "Grandpa...Grandpa?"

Seeing the dumbfounded look of the bewitching ghost, the old man couldn't help but smile and said, "What's the matter? Little Huaisheng, after all these years, have you become stupid yourself?"

The bewitching ghost curled his mouth, looked very dissatisfied, and muttered in a low voice: "I haven't become stupid!"

And in the next second, the bewitching ghost seemed to be picked up directly from behind, and the bewitching ghost turned around subconsciously.

I saw a middle-aged man holding his neck at the moment, and then another man came over and patted the back of the bewitching ghost lightly: "Look! Xiao Huaisheng actually said that he is not stupid!"

"Originally!" The bewitching ghost made a face at the middle-aged man who slapped himself on the head: "Uncle, I haven't become stupid!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man who was holding the bewitching ghost by the neck put him down: "Come on, boy, let your father see what skills you have learned now?"

The bewitching ghost took two steps back, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and showed a rare look of coercion on his face: "Father?"

"What? After all these years, you are still a little trash?" The corner of the bewitching old man's cheap mouth couldn't help but evoke a doting smile.

But unexpectedly, when the bewitching ghost heard this, he immediately became unhappy!

"I'm obviously not a little waste!" the bewitching ghost poked his neck and said.

"Then what have you learned now?" the bewitching ghost's cheap daddy continued with a smile.

The bewitching ghost tilted his head in embarrassment, looking a little awkward: "Father, do you really want to see what I have learned?"

"Naturally." The cheap old man who bewitched the ghost raised his eyebrows, obviously as it should be.

The bewitching ghost suddenly raised his eyes, stared straight at the middle-aged man in front of him, and then muttered to himself: "I am your father?"

The cheap father who bewitched the ghost: "?"