Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

When it was almost twelve o'clock, Lu Qiao started to set up the soul summoning array, which was taught to her by the Feng Shui master in the group.

Turn off all the lights, place a mirror on the table, and light a candle in front of the mirror.

When the clock struck twelve o'clock, everyone sat down around the table, holding hands and chanting the soul-calling spell.

The dim light of the candle swayed gently in the darkness.

No one spoke, and the whole study was eerily quiet, with only the heavy breathing of everyone.

Little Pinecone was thinking about how to leave and transform into a little ghost.

Mimi squinted her eyes and looked around, sometimes turning her head to look behind her, lest the kid show up behind her.

If it was Erbao, she wouldn't be afraid, she would be afraid of someone else.

Nini said in a very low voice: "Does our spiritualism work? Will the second treasure come?"

"I don't know. If we wait a little longer, even if he comes, he may not show up." Lu Qiao said.

At this moment, a muffled sound came from the balcony. The glass door of the balcony was closed and the curtain was drawn.

A tall figure was imprinted on the door curtain, like a ghost emerging from the darkness.

Everyone was stunned, their eyes were bigger than copper bells, and violent tremors ran through their bodies.

Mimi opened her mouth wide and wanted to scream, but because she was so frightened, her throat was tight and her voice was blocked and she couldn't come out.

Xiao Songguo, Xiao Qian and Shangguan Xiaotian were also frightened.

They looked at each other, did they really attract other ghosts?

Nini pointed at the door curtain and whispered: "Ghost... ghost... ghost is coming?"

"Is it the second... second treasure?" Lu Qiao stammered and asked in a very low voice.

Little Pinecone quickly waved her hand, "It's not Erbao. Erbao is a child. This ghost's shadow is so long, he should be an adult."

"Sir... Sir?" Nini was frightened and crossed her arms.

Mimi hid behind Shangguan Xiaotian.

The little rice cake looked at this and that. Even though she was just a little baby, she also felt the tense atmosphere. She put her finger on her mouth and made a "shh" gesture like what Mimi taught her before. .

Little Pinecone took Little Rice Cake over and put it next to her to protect her.

"Stop talking, there's a ghost."

The little rice cakes are shaped like chickens pecking at rice.

The shadow remained motionless, as if imprinted on the door curtain.

Lu Qiao, Shangguan Xiaotian and the children did not dare to move and even held their breath.

"Cousin, sister-in-law, what should we do now?" Little Pinecone said in an extremely low voice.

Shangguan Xiaotian glanced at Lu Qiao, "Have you ever asked how you will send the ghost back if you have summoned it?"

Lu Qiao sweated violently, and a row of horses whizzed by in his heart, "I...I forgot to ask."

Xiaoqian grabbed the peach wood sword, "Don't be afraid, we have the peach wood sword. Aren't ghosts afraid of the peach wood sword? If we hold the peach wood sword, it won't dare to approach us."

"Yes." Little Pinecone nodded.

Everyone quickly picked up the peach wood sword beside them.

"Will this ghost have a green face and fangs, and be particularly scary?" Lu Qiao's mind immediately flashed through all the scenes from the horror movies he had watched.

"Sister-in-law, I'm scared." Mimi was about to cry.

Nini was also scared. This was her first time seeing a real ghost.

"Why don't the ghosts move?"

"Is it afraid of our peach wood sword and doesn't dare to come in?" Xiao Song Guo asked.

"It's possible." Lu Qiao nodded.

Shangguan Xiaotian took a deep breath, he was the biggest here, and he was a boy.

I'll go over and have a look. "

Little Pinecone grabbed him and said, "Cousin, you have to be careful and put the peach wood sword in front of you."

"Yes." Shangguan Xiaotian nodded, stood up from the wool blanket, held up the peach wood sword, and walked slowly towards the balcony door step by step.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats, and they didn't dare to breathe out, for fear of alarming the ghost, which would break in through the door.