The system takes the poor cub to find his father

"sorry……?."

The little cub imitated the tone of the little Taoist priest just now, and the head in his arms rolled its eyes and made a crisp laugh.

The little Taoist priest's face turned pale instantly. He wanted to scream in fear, but something was strangling his throat, so he couldn't say anything.

He could only bang his head against the ground, shivering, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

There was a sound of something falling to the floor.

The little Taoist priest lowered his head tightly and dared not look up.

After a moment, he felt a cool and soft touch next to his hand. He looked up cautiously and saw a furry little head landing next to his hand.

After noticing the little Taoist's gaze, the little head curled up into an embarrassed smile.

"G… ...

With a click, the little body without a head jumped off the bed and appeared in front of the little Taoist priest in the blink of an eye.

Because it couldn't see the road clearly without a head, its little body rushed too fast and almost hit the door.

As Ling Guo moved, the young Taoist suddenly discovered that the power that restrained him disappeared.

Looking at the nice-looking little head at hand, and then at the headless little body crawling rapidly over there, about to hit the wall, the little Taoist gritted his teeth. He felt that he could not just sit there and wait to die.

After the puppet is refined, it needs blood to invigorate its ferocity. Now he knows why the old man is waiting outside and dares not to come in. He is treating himself as a sacrifice.

He doesn't want to die, he wants to live.

Seeing that the little hands were about to grab the little head, the little Taoist priest pounced over, hugged the fluffy little head in his arms, closed his eyes tightly, and rushed towards the door.

The little Taoist priest, who had wanted to sneak away when the cub wasn't paying attention, didn't realize that the moment he rushed out, something was clinging tightly to his back, and he felt a chill on his neck.

The moment he rushed out the door, seeing that he was about to escape, the little Taoist priest's face broke out into ecstasy, but it turned into horror the next second.

"Ah ah ah"

The moment he stepped out, the door in front of him turned into a window, and his body fell headfirst into the air, blood splattering.

The little head that he held tightly against his chest also rolled to the side.

The little cub's head jumped back onto the little Taoist priest.

Dong dong dong, the little head knocked against the little Taoist's chest. After looking for a long time and seeing no response from the person under the head, the little cub's dark eyes flashed.

Well, I fell asleep and can’t play with Guoguo anymore.

The little head thumped back to the head of the headless corpse not far away.

With two clicks, the little head was connected to the little corpse.

The little cub looked down and saw his own butt.

The little head turned around and felt that something was wrong.

He turned his head to look at the little Taoist priest lying next to him, and suddenly realized.

The head is connected in the wrong direction.

The little hands pulled the sides of the little head and gently twisted it half a circle, then lowered his head to look again and saw his own little feet.

This time the little cub showed a satisfied smile. Only a red thread-like mark remained at the place where the head was broken.

The little cub moved its little fingers, turned over and crawled nimbly on the grass.

The grass made rustling sounds due to the movements of the little cub.

The old Taoist priest outside the villa heard the young Taoist priest's shrill screams coming from inside the villa, but his face remained calm.

He raised the little Taoist priest to this age, so it is only right that the little Taoist priest repay him with his life.

Just when he was imagining the future when he would lead the ghost child he refined to kill people everywhere and unify the exorcist world,

Suddenly, the little cub's silver bell-like laughter rang in his ears.

“Hehehe…hahaha.”

The old Taoist priest looked around warily, frowning.

At this hour, it was impossible for the little fellow to escape from the magic circle he had set up in the room.

According to his plan, by noon, when the little cub's ghost energy is weak, he will be able to completely refine the little guy, destroy his consciousness, and turn him into a puppet that only obeys him.

“…Ha…Ha.” The old Taoist felt the sound was getting closer and closer, as if it was right next to his ear.

The old Taoist priest didn't think that the little kid in the villa had escaped, but thought it was a ghost from somewhere.

"Where did you get this little brat to hide here and scare people? Get out and die."

The old Taoist priest took out a peach wood sword from his waist and waved it around wildly.

"what?"

He seemed to hear the little guy making a puzzled sound, and then everything around him became quiet.

Just when the old Taoist priest thought that the little ghost had been scared away by him and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he lowered his eyes and saw a little cub holding the tip of his sword with its head tilted, looking at him with a smile.

"Disaster...star..."

Ling Guo still remembers this old man with white beard. He was the first person to come and play with Guo Guo, and Guo Guo was very happy to see him.

But his friend seems a little unhappy!

The old Taoist priest looked at the little devil's head on his peach wood sword with horror. This sword was left to him by his ancestors.

It is precisely because of this sword protecting him that ordinary vengeful spirits dare not approach him, which is why he is sought after by the wealthy in a world where vengeful spirits are rampant.

But now his peach wood sword had no effect on the little cub in front of him, as if it was just an ordinary toy sword.

"Go away..."

The old Taoist priest panicked and swung the sword in his hand vigorously, trying to shake the cub off.

Not only was the little cub not shaken off by him, but it climbed up to his shoulder along the sword in his hand, and pulled his beard with a giggle.

With a swish sound, the little cub used too much force and actually tore off half of the old Taoist priest's face skin.

The old Taoist priest let out a shrill scream.

The little cub was startled by his cry.

Wow, his friend is so lively!

The little hand reached into the old Taoist's mouth and pulled out his tongue and tugged on it.

The warm breath spraying on the little cub's cool hands made the little cub feel very amused.

The little cub was a little confused. He stretched out his other hand and pulled his little tongue. Wow, it was cold.

Why are they different?

The little cub scratched the old Taoist priest's mouth, trying to find out the reason.

There was a sound of bones breaking, and then there was a crackling sound.

The old Taoist's eyes widened as he watched his mouth being stretched wide open by the little cub's hands.

The round little head popped in.

The little cub looked at it curiously.

Ouch, Guoguo didn't like the black hole, and there was a stinky smell. The little cub pulled his head out of his mouth in disgust.

The old Taoist priest fell to his knees stiffly with a thud, his eyes wide open, his head drooping on his neck in a strange posture, and he was no longer breathing.

Woo, fell asleep again.

The young cub plucked a large leaf from a nearby tree and covered his friend's face with it, patting it.