Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

【Host, are you being too careless with this brat? 】The main line sounded a reminder.

[There is no threat if the bone is not melted, but if it happens to be a fetus, it is very dangerous.But ghosts also have individual differences. I can feel that Yin'er has no intention of harming others. She just wants to find her mother and is full of curiosity about her surroundings. ] Ling Huang said, [No big problem, I will take care of it. ]

The T-shirt worn inside was tightly held by two small hands, and Yin'er soon fell asleep with a very peaceful smile.

[But before you still thought this baby was difficult? 】

[It was only when I dreamed about him last time that I realized that he had no heart. ] Ling Huang said, [with a hole in the heart, ghosts can't control themselves if they don't have a heart. As long as you don't provoke it, it's safe. ]

[The mother's womb is not broken, but the heart is gone. 】

[It's probably because he was drugged in his mother's stomach. ] Ling Huang saw the female ghost in red in the distance and seemed to stand up excitedly, [Stop talking, something may happen to Wang Dahammer! ]

Wang Dachui looked dull, Ling Huang thought it was the slow physiological response caused by his alcoholism.

But he zipped up his jacket and brought Yin'er closer, only to hear Wang Dahammer complaining.

"How can you scare my dad? Last month, my dad scared you out of order. He had nightmares every day, couldn't eat, and lost a lot of weight."

"Your father, your father, your father!" The female ghost's toes were already an inch above the ground, and then she was floating in the air, "You will protect your father while I am alive! Your father ran over me in a bullock cart I lost my head, and I didn't harm your father, what's wrong with scaring him? Should I be crushed to death, and he should continue to live with peace of mind?"

"My father didn't crush your head off on purpose!" Wang Dachui stood up abruptly, "My father used to say that you, a girl, look disrespectful, but now I believe it!"

"Hey, don't quarrel." Ling Huang waved his hand at Wang Dahammer, "Why did I tell you, don't quarrel."

"My head and body are separated and you are still facing your father!" The female ghost rose another foot into the air, blood and tears pooled in her eyes, and a swirling wind blew around her.

"Of course I'm going to face my father!" Wang Dachui looked up at the female ghost as if he didn't hear Ling Huang's words, "Otherwise I'm still going to face you? To put it bluntly, you are just an outsider! It's because you don't like my father that you still don't like me every day." Blame this, blame that, say that my lady's body is the life of a maid, I think you are the life of a short-lived ghost!"

Ling Huang clutched his forehead and thought it was over. Let Wang Dahammer say what the resentful ghost hates the most.

"Hahahahaha~" The female ghost cried and laughed miserably, and the entire cemetery was blown up by a gust of wind.

The eerie laughter began to increase. Ling Huang looked around, and ghost figures appeared on the graves, which woke up the female ghost.

No matter how courageous he was to carefully discern the resentment on the female ghost, Ling Huang let out a "tsk".

Yin'er played with the female ghost for a while, and the female ghost actually absorbed a lot of grievances from Yin'er.

There are little ghosts and unintentional female ghosts, and this is the moment when they want to cause trouble.

"I'm short-lived? Well, I'd like to see how long you live!" The female ghost screamed and stretched the nails of her right hand, grabbing Wang Dahammer Tianling Gai.

"Let's go!" Ling Huang pulled Wang Dahammer and ran outside without going back.

The blood curse of I am a ghost is ineffective against such a large-scale riot of resentful ghosts. Ling Huang could only drag people away for their lives, but Wang Dahammer was not idle. He took off the shotgun on his back and shot at the female ghost.

The result of not staring at his feet was that after the shot was fired, the person tripped over a stone and fell to the ground.

Ling Huang blocked Wang Dahammer with his body, and raised the evil sword.

"Mother..." Yin'er's voice came out of her clothes.

"I'm... fighting ghosts, I'll... talk to you later!" Ling Huang waved the sword in his hand.

Batch after batch of evil spirits were repulsed by Ling Huang and rushed forward again. Only then did Wang Dahammer realize that he was afraid, and he hugged Ling Huang's arm to make him mess up.

A few ghosts with teeth and claws rushed over again, Ling Huang only had time to protect his face.