After pompom enters Hades

The child wiped the blood on his forehead with his hand, and then pressed the female teacher's forehead with his tiny finger that was covered in blood.

Before the little pompom could react, the child's fingers had already sunk half of their knuckles, as if slowly poking through the head of the female teacher. The whole scene was extremely horrifying.

Although this is the finger of a ghost child and not a fleshy object, Teacher Tongtong's skull was not crushed.But from the moment the child's finger touched his forehead, Teacher Tongtong's face suddenly turned pale, and he was struggling in pain in his sleep...

It seemed that what was embedded in her forehead was not a ray of Yin Qi, but a sharp spike.

Seeing that Lan Lan's index finger was about to poke into Teacher Tongtong's head, the little pompom was so frightened that he couldn't even care about the fear, and instantly changed back to a boy, and stepped forward to grab the kid's hand warmly. Full solution:

"Kid, it's not right to do this."

Half a finger of that pale little hand was still poking into Teacher Tongtong's head, Zhu Ning could feel the sticky blood on that pale little hand, and the chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

The little ghost raised his head, looking at Zhu Ning with big blue eyes.

For some reason, Teacher Tongtong still didn't wake up. Beads of sweat appeared on her pale face, she muttered something vaguely, and then turned into a terrifying scream.

Zhu Ning was also afraid, he didn't dare to grab the little ghost's hand, and yelled with the little ghost to pull it up, for fear that under the struggle, Teacher Tongtong's brain would be muddled by the Yin Qi.

Zhu Ning tried his best to control his hands not to tremble because of fear, and pretended to be a gentle big brother, looking down at the little ghost boy with his head up and his big eyes staring:

"Lan Lan, can you let go first?"

At first glance, the little ghost boy's big blue and white eyes looked extremely strange and frightening. After hearing Zhu Ning's words, the little ghost boy seemed to know that he had done something wrong, and a trace of daze flashed in his big eyes:

"I... hurt..."

The little ghost child was only three years old when he died, and he didn't have a lot of vocabulary. After being a ghost for two years, he almost forgot all the vocabulary and could only jump out word by word.

Zhu Ning looked at the round hole on the little ghost boy's forehead, where the white brains could almost be seen...

Zhu Ning tried her best to make her voice sound gentle, and at the same time gently held that cold little hand and pulled it out: "Lan Lan's forehead is broken, it will hurt. But Lan Lan can't poke Teacher Tongtong's forehead, this can't Let Lan Lan's forehead not hurt, right?"

The little ghost child seemed to think that what the big brother said was wrong, it blinked its big eyes, but didn't nod, the yin energy around its body became thicker, and the female teacher's breath turned into a faint white mist due to the sudden cold.

I don't know what this little ghost child experienced before he died, but he was a hundred times more sinister than ordinary ghosts.

Zhu Ning suppressed the trembling in his heart, and said in a gentle voice: "Lan Lan, big brother blows the wound for you, and the pain will be gone in a while."

Speaking of which, Zhu Ning instantly turned back into a little pompom, and blew on the little ghost boy's forehead. The yin energy on the little ghost boy's body was so thick that it almost turned into substance, but the bloody wound on his forehead remained unchanged.

But the little ghost boy seemed to feel the kindness of the pompom brother, and he raised his hand reluctantly. The moment the ghost boy's little hand left the female teacher's forehead, Teacher Tongtong broke free from the state of the ghost pressing the bed and screamed sat up:

"Get out, get out of here! Don't care about my business!!!"

Then, Teacher Tongtong's frightened and distorted face met the little figure standing beside her.

The little ghost boy stretched out his little hand again, and poked at Teacher Tongtong's forehead, his immature voice was filled with bleak coldness: "Teacher Tongtong... I feel hurt..."

"Ahhhh-"

The female teacher lost all blood in an instant on her young face, screamed and jumped up, stumbled towards the wooden door of the utility room, but she tripped over the skipping rope on the ground in a panic and fell hard. Malaysia lying down.

The female teacher struggled frantically to get up, her whole body was already on the verge of collapse, but the more anxious she became, the more flustered she became... The little ghost boy stood on the wooden box, looking down at the female teacher on the ground, the blood on his forehead fell drop by drop. drops on the face of the young woman.

The female teacher touched the sticky blood on her face and raised her head abruptly.

The child's blue and white face was half an inch above her, staring at her without blinking: "Teacher Tongtong, Lan Lan hurts..."

As he said that, the little ghost child took out a bunch of keys from the pocket of the blood-stained little dress with cartoon patterns on it, and a metal Eiffel Tower pendant was hung on the key chain.

And that sharp iron tower pendant was almost covered with dried blood scabs and white brains.

At this time, the yin energy on the little ghost boy's body had already turned into a thick black mist, and his big blue and white eyes were extremely frightening.Lan Lan jumped and landed on the female teacher's body.

The female teacher was so frightened that she was stupefied, she was pinned in place by the great fear, and she could only watch helplessly as the little girl stretched out her pale hand, getting closer...

It took Zhu Ning a lot of strength to successfully transform from the protective state of a small pompom back to the appearance of a boy, but it was a step too late.

The little ghost child's pale little hand had already reached into Teacher Tongtong's head, and grabbed out a white mass.

Zhu Ning was taken aback, and it took a few seconds to realize that the female teacher's forehead was intact... that shouldn't be the female teacher's brain.

What the little ghost child held was a cloud of translucent white mist, mixed with the yin energy in his hand, rising up curlingly, entangled in mid-air to form a flowing, gloomy image.

[It seems that a female teacher is leading the children to play games. A group of children who are only three or four years old are learning to climb the slide. 】

[Originally, the female teacher put all the obstructing coats, mobile phones and key chains next to the slide, and helped the children climb up and slide down one by one. 】

【It didn't take long for her to get bored. She picked up her mobile phone and went to the side to make a call. The children had a great time, stumbling up the slide and sliding down again, nothing happened. 】

[However, when a child who was a little shorter than the same age, wearing cartoon clothes, climbed up the slide, she was too tall to reach the handrail, and her small body crooked and fell directly from the slide that was as tall as a person. Knocked on the key chain of the Eiffel Tower, blood slowly flowing out...]

It is a great sin for a ghost to kill someone. Zhu Ning can't just watch this little ghost make mistakes. He picked up the little ghost boy and softly comforted him: "Lan Lan, Teacher Tongtong is indeed at fault for this matter, but the good little ghost is... ..."

Just as Zhu Ning was talking, he saw that the scene hadn't ended yet, and the black mist-like scene in the sky was filled with a bone-penetrating Yin Qi.

【The female teacher ran over under the leadership of the screaming and crying children. At this time, the little girl struggled to get up, and the pendant of the Eiffel Tower was deeply embedded in the wound. 】

[The female teacher was frightened and went crazy, screaming and cursing and driving all the children back to the classroom, but she didn't call the emergency immediately, but picked up the little girl by herself, trying to pull out the key chain stuck into her forehead. 】

[The key chain is almost stuck in the bone seam, the little girl is crying and struggling... However, the female teacher seems to be afraid that others will discover her negligence, so she digs it desperately...]

[After 10 minutes, the female teacher dug out the Elphi Tower, but the little girl had already stopped moving... The wound was not fatal...]

Lan Lan's small figure was standing on the box, looking up at all this, her big blue eyes were full of bewilderment.

And Teacher Tongtong, who was trembling and hiding behind the box, with extreme horror on his face and a punctured guilty conscience, screamed loudly:

"Then what can I do? I didn't put the key chain there on purpose. The child fell on it by himself. The parents must blackmail me. I will serve these children as a kindergarten teacher. A month’s salary is only 1500, and the rest of my life will be ruined. Why! Why!!! I don’t know how to take out the key chain, the child will die..."

[Teacher Tongtong in the picture hid the key chain, found a sharp stone in a panic, smeared blood and put it in the middle of the pool of blood, and then started to make a phone call...]

The terrible wound on Lan Lan's forehead was still bleeding drippingly. She was still in great pain, and the yin energy all over her body became stronger. Stretching out her little blood-stained hands, she walked towards the female teacher.

"You, you... don't come here..." The female teacher has completely lost her mind, she took out the black idol hanging around her neck tremblingly, and shouted hysterically: "I am a follower of His Majesty the Ghost Emperor, Those adults in the underworld are here, and they will definitely knock your soul out of you!"

Speaking of which, the female teacher suddenly shattered the protective statue, and then laughed hysterically: "You still want to seek revenge from me, even if you little ghost really kill me, I am still the ghost emperor's servant, and I can rise to prominence in the underworld! You will be sent to hell to be skinned and boned because of the crime of killing ghosts, hahaha!"

Zhu Ning picked up the little ghost boy, put it behind the wooden box, and said softly, "Lan Lan, stay here and don't move."

Then Zhu Ning turned to look at the madly laughing female teacher, and quietly removed the ghost order from her wrist.

The female teacher just saw the jade card in the young man's hand at this moment, she was stunned for half a second, and then laughed contemptuously: "What should I be? "

Zhu Ning put the ghost order on the wooden shelf next to it, sealed it tightly with an old bowl, and then interrupted: "I'm off work now, and the next behavior only represents my own."

The female teacher didn't accept her rampant smile, and subconsciously asked, "What behavior?"

Zhu Ning thought for a while: "...for dinner?"

In the next second, the boy instantly turned back into a small pompom, and opened his bloody mouth wide.

Click! ! !

The female teacher was still there, her soul gone.

Two seconds later, the ghost official of Sizhong Mountain appeared out of thin air, staring blankly at the female follower who fell on the ground and the fat pompom leaning on the wooden box, his eyes widened: "Gao... Tao..."

The little pompom lazily: "Hi~"