Coveted by stupid cats every day

The little ghost was about two or three years old, and he was still a babbling toddler, his words were extremely slurred, and he said angrily, "Bad, bad guy."

"Also, beat the baby!" The kid lifted up his Rilakkuma pajamas, revealing the dense pinholes inside.

Qiao Wu suddenly remembered that when he first saw this kid, he had seen his injuries.

Qiao Wu couldn't help cheering up and asking, but he was really impatient when talking to the child. After asking several times, he couldn't find out why, so he became a little impatient and couldn't help raising his volume.

The finger that was pricked to take blood was still stained with blood. When he pointed at the kid's forehead, the kid was so frightened that he shrunk his fat body to the corner of the wall. Passed through the wall.

Qiao Wu felt guilty and felt like a pervert who bullied children.So he simply pushed the task to his senior brother. Wen Peng looked like an honest and honest middle-aged man, and he was more patient than Qiao Wu. Really communicate with the kid ~.

Qiao Wu didn't expect that his senior brother was actually a master at teasing children, so he ate crayfish with peace of mind, ate the supper and licked the cat. Bai Lan was probably taken by the crayfish meat that had been peeled clean just now~ , symbolically dodged Qiao Wu's hand, and gave in.

She still felt quite comfortable, Bai Lan even had the urge to turn over to reveal her belly, and involuntarily let out a "snoring" sound.

Qiao Wu: "So, how on earth did you get that ball of hair?"

Bai Lan paused for a moment, and let out a "meow", to the effect: Can you understand me?

Sure enough, Qiao Wu didn't expect his big cat to be able to talk, so he said to himself: "The black cat is psychic, so is the white cat also psychic?"

The more I touched it, the better it felt. Qiao Wu simply scratched Bai Lan's chin: "I'll take you to see the old man later. If it's okay, I can ask him if he has a cat."

Seeing Bai Lan's amber round eyes staring at him, seemingly unbelievable and wronged, Qiao Wu suddenly felt that this guy was so intelligent that he could really understand what he said, so he withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and scratched his cheeks. Chin: "I can eat and sleep, and the old man may not want to raise it."

Bai Lan turned over and sat up: "Meow meow?"

Unsurprisingly, Qiao Wu was slapped again by his master. He rubbed the back of his hand and thought to himself: Anyone who loves cats must be Shaking M. In a few days, the silly cat must be sent away.

But Bai Lan raised her neck and looked at Qiao Wu in a daze, thinking, "This stupid human's aggrieved look is actually a little cute?"

At this moment, the sound of Wen Peng's knuckles tapping on the table woke up a person and a cat, "Stop playing with cats and work."

Qiao Wu: "Are you done?"

Wen Peng nodded, and relayed the general meaning of the little ghost—the little ghost's language expression ability is really worrying, and his intelligence is no different from that of a three-year-old child. Even if he saw it, he might not be able to remember or explain it clearly.

The only thing that is certain is that Lan Manman's falling into the water and this time falling from the building are all related to this "bad sister".

And that "bad sister" did far more than these two things, making the little devil so angry that he bared his fangs and his face was full of evil spirits.

Little ghosts are simple-minded, especially those under the age of three. Even if they do a lot of evil, they will not lie. Qiao Wu and Wen Peng can basically conclude that Lan Manman has indeed misunderstood her "Little Treasure".

Moreover, it is very likely that this little devil is not jealous of Lan Manman because she is pregnant, but is protecting her.

But useful information such as what this bad sister looks like, what her last name is, where she lives, etc., are all vague. To be able to sort out such a conclusion from the little devil's nonsense, I have to say that Wen Peng's ability to sum up is already pretty good. amazing.

"The information is enough, and the hair is almost done now, let me ask directly." Qiao Wu said, inserting his hand into the big bag of glutinous rice.

Qiao Wu rummaged through the rice sack, and Bai Lan followed with a flick of her tail. Bai Lan felt that there was still a faint smell in the rice sack that attracted him, so she grasped the edge of the rice sack with her two front paws. , almost touching Qiao Wu's arm, the fluff was quite comfortable, but after a while, Bai Lan bounced out with a "whoosh".

He ran straight to the other side of the desk, sneezed vigorously, and kept licking his hair, Qiao Wu couldn't help but laugh: "Silly cat."

Bai Lan bared her teeth at Qiao Wu angrily, a strong rancid smell emanated from the rice bag, Bai Lan poked her head to look, and found that the glutinous rice inside was more than half black.

Even Wen Peng couldn't help covering his nose, his face was so smoked that he looked unlovable, but Qiao Wu seemed to have lost his sense of smell, and pulled out the black hair without changing his expression.

Qiao Wu put her hair on the desk, Wen Peng immediately sealed the bag of glutinous rice, dragged it all the way to the bathroom at the end of the office corridor, stuffed the bag into a large trash can half the height of a person, and quickly closed the lid.

When he came back, there were four or five people blocking the door, and Qiao Wu had already set up a formation on the desk.Several people whispered, but they all knew that the relationship was important, and no one dared to disturb them. When Wen Peng came back, An Dai asked, "Wen Chu, is this the 'Spirit Summoning Formation'?"

As the name suggests, the "Spirit Summoning Formation" can be used to recall the newly deceased souls back to their hometowns to comfort loved ones, or call the souls that have been separated from the body due to external forces into the body to save lives.

Wen Peng frowned and shook his head, and said seriously: "On the contrary, this is the 'Ask the Spirit Formation'. It is the formation that makes people's souls leave their bodies."

An Dai was startled, "Isn't that a sorcery?"

Wen Peng shook his head: "Of course it's not a sorcery. It's an authentic Taoist spell. You should pay close attention to it, but don't get close to it. Be careful not to be haunted by the dirty things."

Hearing what Wen Peng said, the people who were working overtime subconsciously took a step back. Qiao Wu sprinkled another thin layer of sawdust on the ground and told Bai Lan, "Dabai, don't make any noise for a while. Formation is the most taboo of cats and dogs."

Bai Lan rolled her eyes in disdain, but still obediently stayed away.

Wen Peng continued to explain in a low voice: "The souls that can be recruited by this formation must be living souls that have been infected with Yin Qi, otherwise it is impossible for a living soul to leave the body."

A layer of wood chips has been laid on the desk, and on top of the wood chips are freshly brewed tea, a cup of white wine, and shelled crayfish.

After collecting the three essential items of "tea", "wine" and "vegetables", Qiao Wu picked up the lock of hair surrounded by the center of the formation.

Qiao Wu was chanting words, and his long eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a shadow on his eyelids. In the office with the windows closed, a gust of wind suddenly blew up on the ground, and the hairs of the melon eaters at the door were also floating. The sawdust on the bed didn't move at all, but the sacrificial offering on the sawdust changed color, faintly black.

Qiao Wu suddenly opened his eyes. There seemed to be great power in the well-shaped round almond eyes. He slowly shifted his gaze to the clump of black hair in his hand.

What is this for?The young man who was with An Dai whispered: "I heard that a master with psychic powers can use fingers as flames and fire as a guide to communicate with the spirits of the three worlds."

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath. While they were waiting to see what extraordinary moves the young Master Qiao could make, Qiao Wu calmly took out a gaudy Zippo from his pocket, and naturally lit the clump of hair.