Rebirth of the Guardian Cute Baby

Mother Du quickly waved the feather duster.

"I heard you guys were cleaning up, so we came to help..."

Fang Sheng was very rude: "You guys are here to help me? Thank you, but I don't welcome you. If you don't leave, I will close the door and let the dogs out."

"Fang Sheng, is this how you were brought up to speak to guests?"

Zhen Jing was very angry.

"Du Yuhang, why are you pretending to be such a big shot!"

The two opposing sides are about to start fighting.

Mother Du pulled her son worriedly.

Zhen Jing felt a chill on her arm, as if a breeze was blowing towards her.

A group of people stared at each other, as if they had forgotten why they had gathered here.

"Your bicycle is broken. I happen to know how to fix it. Come over and take a look."

"I've bought a new bicycle, thank you."

Fang Sheng suddenly and enthusiastically invited everyone to rest in the living room before leaving.

"No, just don't fight."

Mother Du walked out with her son, and turned back to call her two daughters: "Go back and have a rest quickly, and come back to play with your classmates tomorrow."

At the door, Zhen Jing stopped and said:

"I want to live here so I can learn from both of them."

Mother Du sighed and stopped.

"Hanghang, I know you don't want to live at home, so live at your sister's house from now on. Mom will come to cook for you every weekend."

Fang Sheng and Yang Feiyue looked at each other, and Yang Feiyue said, "It's okay to live here. Fang Sheng's house has a lot of rooms. We can do homework together on weekends."

"We have a lot of rooms at home." Du Mengshi said with a smile, "It's not far away anyway. Hanghang is my brother, so he should live in my house!"

Zhen Jing went back with the Du family mother and daughter. She had adapted to Du Yuhang's body and would not lose control of it. But she didn't want to use this body. After all, it was not very convenient. She had to find a way as soon as possible. She had one last feather and could only transform into Du Yuhang's appearance.

She really needed to settle Du Yuhang down, and originally wanted to find a room in Fang Sheng's house, but she found that the yin energy here was too strong, and it was not safe for the unconscious Du Yuhang to stay there.

While talking at the door, she took out her previous backup phone. Only she knew the account bound to the phone. She thought she would never use it in her life, but she didn't expect to use it so soon.

Only with money can you feel safe. If there is no place to stay, we can only send Du Yuhang's body to the hospital and let him lie there.

“It would be nice if there was room.”

After washing up, Zhen Jing lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling. She recited the Wordless Book in her mind and summoned the system again.

"Dagu, my backpack is here too, can you give me some space?"

"What space? A private space?"

After chatting for a long time, Da Gu said that there was no space. Is that right? Whether you can get a space depends entirely on the host's luck.

"okay!"

After making sure that Mrs. Du and her two daughters were asleep, Zhen Jing went out and stopped by Fang Sheng to take a look. There, the two children were playing computer games.

Fang Xuanhao came back after she disappeared, but Fang Xuanhao didn't live at home or take care of the children.

This is very strange.

Judging from the incredible things that he encountered today, Fang Xuanhao is most likely not the same person he used to be.

The monsters have to be fought one by one, Zhen Jing summons the system while walking.

"I'm back to my original world, right? Aunt. Why do I feel like there are ghosts everywhere here?"

"Host, don't you think this is normal? You are a ghost. What's so strange about encountering a group of ghosts traveling together?"

Walking through the streets and alleys, you will find yourself far away from the high-rise buildings. Entering the quaint streets, there are all kinds of shops on both sides of the road, with lights flashing in the shops and many stalls in front of the shops. There are astrologers, traders, antique sellers, and fortune tellers.

Although it was late at night, the place was brightly lit. This was the Dark Night Market.

Zhen Jing heard a bird cry, and she looked at the roadside stall. There was a flying bird porcelain with patterns on it, which looked like a miniature peacock. It looked very ordinary and low-quality. Zhen Jing squatted in front of the stall and picked up the porcelain.

"how much is this?"

"Fifty."

"How much is the garlic mortar?"

Du Yuhang is thin, only about 1.7 meters tall. There are many people of this body type in this place. Zhen Jing only wore a mask to cover her face.

The old man setting up the stall squinted his eyes and looked at her.

"Take the hundred dollars!"

Zhen Jing chose another stone with beautiful color.

"I like you, so I'll give you the stone."

The old man found a black plastic bag and put the three things in it.

Zhen Jing took the bag, paid and left, and the old man closed his stall with satisfaction.

He had just taken two steps when he suddenly fell to the ground, clutching his chest.

Zhen Jing heard a plop and turned around to see that the old man who had just sold her something had fainted. She hurried back and squatted down.

"Young man, I'll record a video for you to prevent you from getting scammed!"

Someone took out his cell phone and turned on the camera. These days, if you see someone fainting on the street, basically no one will help them up, and you might even be blamed.

When Zhen Jing squatted down, she heard whispers around her.

"Is this kid stupid? Less trouble is worse than more."

"Yes, if an elderly person faints like this, it's either a stroke or a cerebral hemorrhage, which is probably very serious. This kid is really going to cause trouble for his family!"

"You can't say that. Children are kind by nature and don't know the evil in people's hearts. There are so many of us watching! We can't let this child rely on us just for helping him."

Zhen Jing looked at the old man's face, put her hand under his nose to test, and then lifted the old man's arm. The old man was breathing weakly and his pulse was weak.

Zhen Jing placed one hand on the old man's arm and clearly saw the direction of the blood vessels in his head. A hard lump was blocking the brain stem. A cold light appeared under Zhen Jing's fingertips, passed through the old man's skin and entered the blood vessels. It flowed along the blood to the location of the blood clot, and the blood clot quickly collapsed, shrank and disappeared.

After doing all this, Zhen Jing felt her heart beating wildly, her body swelling, and she felt like a figure was pushing her outwards.

A middle-aged man rushed out of the crowd and ran over, shouting, then picked up Zhen Jing and threw her aside.

"What are you doing!"

Zhen Jing only felt a "bang" and her soul was thrown back into her body, and the shadow that had just pushed her out shrank and disappeared.

That external spirit was not Du Yuhang's, but a soul that tried to occupy the old man's body.

The old man on the ground slowly sat up, looked at the man and cursed:

"You bastard! He saved me!"

The old man coughed a few times, probably because he exerted too much force.

The man realized that he had made a mistake and apologized quickly.

Zhen Jing waved her hand and wanted to leave, but a wandering soul followed her closely.