Raiders, Boys' Dream Factory!

Clock wrong, the name of the ghost king Zhang Fei wants to take care of.

What kind of reputation does a good kid get... Zhang Fei muttered in his heart, but he still smiled on his face: "Your injury... Uh, yesterday was yours, right?"

"It's me, it's ready." Zhong Cuo took off the outer cloak, revealing the black T-shirt inside, "I encountered some troubles last night, but it's not difficult to solve."

His tone is not as childlike as it looks, but rather sophisticated.After quickly folding the clothes and putting them aside, he walked to the chair and sat down. His dark eyes scanned the room and settled on Zhang Fei.

"My name is Zhang Fei, and I will wrong you to live with me for the next year." Seeing his generosity, Zhang Fei didn't want to show timidity, and introduced himself with a smile, "I'm a teacher, and I'm free during summer vacation. If you have anything you want, please let me know, it’s late today, we can go shopping together tomorrow.”

I forgot to ask Bai Wuchang if he could be reimbursed... But it shouldn't cost much for a child.

Zhong Cuo hummed, nodded, and showed a sly smile: "Don't worry, I won't need much money from you..." After saying a word, he opened his mouth, hesitating what to call him.

"You can call me by my name directly," Zhang Fei said casually, "otherwise, it's fine to pick any name, as long as you know it's me."

Zhong Cuo blinked: "Dad?"

"Cough..." Zhang Fei almost choked on his own saliva, "This... let's forget it." Other names are fine, what's the matter with people calling him dad casually?

"Is your uncle dead?" Before Zhong Cuo could say another word, a growl came from the earphone that Zhang Fei had thrown aside.Only then did Zhang Fei remember that they were still downloading dungeons before—looking at the screen, it was really messed up.Feeling ashamed, Zhang Fei hurried over to explain, and finally turned off the fire on the other side, and when he turned his head to look at Zhong Cuo, he had already taken a book and sat on the chair over there to read.

Realizing that Zhang Fei was looking at him, Zhong Cuo rushed to him to hold the book in his hand—Zhang Fei found out that it was actually a copy of "Breaking Superstition"—and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, just do your own thing. "

Although he is a little bit funny, he is still a good boy on the whole... Relieved, Zhang Fei put on his earphones again and threw himself into the virtual war.

The next day, Zhang Fei took Zhong Cuo to the supermarket as promised to buy back big and small bags.What Zhong Cuo said was right. When he arrived at the mall, he basically didn't need anything. Apart from the necessities of life, Zhang Fei even took the initiative to help him choose some clothes.

The black T-shirt he was wearing before seemed to be worn out for a long time, so Zhang Fei simply asked him to change it in the mall and go back wearing a new one.He changed clothes inside, while Zhang Fei waited outside with folded arms, looking around to pass the time.The air conditioner in this shopping mall was fully turned on, which made him chills intermittently.

After rubbing his arms, Zhang Fei murmured, "Why is it so cold?" Then he looked around and his brows slowly frowned.

He remembered that there were still many people here just now, why are they gone now?

Looking around, there are only high and low hangers left in the huge children's clothing store. The clothes hanging on them began to shake slightly under the increasingly violent air-conditioning wind, and the pale lights shone, revealing a few Different taste.

The nursery rhymes played in the store were also sung hoarsely at this time, and the hissing sound surrounded the audience, listening carefully, and there were a few laughs in the electronic sound.

"Hee hee...hahaha..."

Zhang Fei's eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter. Just as he was about to attack, he suddenly heard a door click behind him, and Zhong Cuo, who had changed into new clothes, came out.Seeing Zhang Fei looking at him with a bad expression on his face, Zhong Cuo tilted his head and asked doubtfully, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"Do you think this place..." Zhang Fei glanced back before finishing his sentence, his eyes widened in surprise.

The children's clothing store that was empty just now was actually full of people coming and going again, and the air conditioner above was blowing weakly, so there was no such thing as the full-powered posture just now.

Hell?

Staring around the store, Zhang Fei could only think of these few words.

He was having a headache when his clothes were suddenly pulled.He lowered his head and met a pair of shining eyes.

By the way, he only cared about himself, but forgot that there was a little tail here.

"...Let's go, it's just noon, I'll take you to find a place to eat, what do you want to eat?"

"All good~" Zhong Cuo's tone became visibly cheerful when he heard that he was going to eat out.Seeing that he was rarely acting like a child, Zhang Fei couldn't help but smiled, and led him out.

The moment he was about to step out of the store, Zhong Cuo turned his head.

There was no warmth in the clear black pupils at this time, he looked at a certain point in the store, opened his lips, and silently "said" something.

The air in the store was distorted instantly, and the screams that strangers could not hear pierced through the eardrums, Zhong Cuo didn't see any reaction on his face, he just silently looked at the air that had calmed down again, and the corner of his mouth pulled upwards.

"...?" As soon as his footsteps stopped, Zhang Fei looked back at the store behind him, frowning slightly.

"What's wrong?" He stopped the clock by mistake, but he didn't stop, and accidentally bumped into Zhang Fei's leg.Stopping to rub his nose, Zhong Cuo raised his head and looked at the person who stopped suddenly, a little worry was well concealed by him under the surface grievance.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Patting his head to express his apology, Zhang Fei couldn't help but look at the store again before turning around and moving forward.

It should be...he heard it wrong.

Behind him, Zhong Cuo sighed softly.

This time the priest was more sensitive than he expected.

Wish...

"Do you want to eat KFC?"

"want!"

In an instant, he burst out into a bright smile, and there was nothing strange on Zhong Cuo's raised face.

This 500 million is too easy to earn...

After getting along for a few days, Zhang Fei came to such a conclusion.

Not only is Zhong Cuo not the little devil and little emperor he imagined, but he is so well-behaved that he can be called a model child.On weekdays, Zhang Fei only needs to be in charge of his three meals a day, and the rest of the time, he will find a place to read by himself. A few thick books can be read all day long, so quiet that Zhang Fei sometimes forgets There is still a big living person at home.

He also asked Zhong Cuo if he needed anything else, or if he needed to help him, but Zhong Cuo always shook his head and refused.If Zhang Fei hadn't run into an unlucky wandering ghost with him three days after he came, Zhang Fei almost forgot that his family had a ghost king.

That wandering ghost is indeed very unlucky. He has been attached to a human body for several days, sucking up [-]% of the host’s yang energy, and the next host has already been selected, and he only needs to wait for another day to eat enough to make a smooth transition .But he was delicious in life, and even more greedy after death, he actually followed the scent and entered Ruhua Xiaoju.

If he was considered unlucky to find Ruhua Xiaoju, the rest is definitely his own fault - he actually wants to eat the overlord's meal in Ruhua Xiaoju!

Aunt Hua roared, and Zhang Fei appeared in an instant. He was still wearing glasses at this time, and he consciously wanted to maintain his image, so he didn't use too drastic methods.But after seeing Zhong Cuo who came with him, the wandering ghost suddenly went berserk, roared, picked up a bench on one side, and smashed his head and face.

"You Ghost!" This person's identity was hidden from others, Zhong Cuo, he called out to Zhang Fei, and Zhang Fei, who knew the other party's true identity, felt relieved—at last he didn't have to show mercy.

Compared to the gangster Zhang Fei faced a few days ago, that wandering ghost was nothing more than a trick. After three or two strokes, Zhang Fei pressed him to the ground, with his hand stuck on his neck, and a cloud of ashes flowed from him. Jumped out of the body.It's just that he doesn't have the good luck of the gangster, and he can still keep a ray of soul.Behind Zhang Fei, Zhong Cuo walked over with a cold face, and with a move of his hand, the cloud of gray gas rushed into his hands and was squeezed into a ball by him.

His movements were so subtle that even Zhang Fei couldn't notice them.Seeing that the bruises on the person suppressed by him disappeared, he knew that the wandering ghost attached to it had already run away, so he let go of his hand, taking the opportunity of the people around him to gather away the ghost crystal that fell to the ground.

Like a game, you can fight monsters and drop equipment.

Hua Ruhua was busy with the aftermath, Zhang Fei took the opportunity to slip away, and took the clock back to the room by mistake.

"I almost forgot, there are ghosts calling me..." Zhang Fei muttered as he threw the ghost crystal on the table.

Thinking that there was a decent ghost king next to him, Zhang Fei turned his head to ask him something about ghosts, but he was taken aback—Zhong Cuo picked up the ghost crystal he threw on the table, and actually put it in his mouth !

"You..." Seeing Zhong Cuo's calm expression, Zhang Fei swallowed the words of restraint, and asked another question, "Can you eat this?"

"Yeah." Zhong Cuo nodded, "This is what I'll use when I 'grow up'...Didn't Mr. Bai tell you?"

"He only asked you to tell me yourself when the time comes..." Zhang Fei muttered.

Zhong Cuo smiled slightly and explained the details: Compared with the real power of the ghost king, the power he possesses now is almost as big as the difference between a mortal seven or eight-year-old child and an adult.Although there are no powerful characters in the experience of the world, just in case, the power of the ghost king is not static.By eating ghost crystals and absorbing Yin Qi, he can grow to the point where he is very close to a complete ghost king.Naturally, as he grows, so does the age of his appearance.

Hearing what he said, Zhang Fei quickly found the four ghost crystals that fell out when he beat up the gangster.At that time, he wanted to give this to Bai Wuchang, but he forgot it while talking.After I came back, I threw it away, and now I only found three pieces, and one piece fell into an unknown corner.

When Zhong Cuo swallowed the three pieces, the short hair that originally reached his ears had gradually fallen to his shoulders.Scratching his hair, Zhong Cuo muttered: "It would be great if I could grow it first, and grow here first every time..."

Zhang Fei was amused, and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I can always grow you up."

Just according to this growth rate and the frequency of wandering ghosts, I don't know how much to eat to make him grow taller...

However, every time?

Seeing that Zhong Cuo quickly forgot the depression of growing his hair first, and ran to read a book, Zhang Fei frowned slightly, thinking about what Zhong Cuo had just said.

According to what Bai Wuchang said, Zhong Cuo should have just started training.

Then why did he say that?

Doubts arose in his heart, but looking at Zhong Cuo who was quietly reading a book over there, Zhang Fei thought about it, but still didn't ask the question.

The night is dead.

The first thing that gave Zhang Fei a headache after the wrong clock came was where he should sleep. After all, his house only had a single bed, and he even moved his mind to sleep on the sofa at one point—at least he was worth 500 million yuan, so it’s not good. Let people sleep on the sofa.

However, Zhong Cuo said that he didn't mind sleeping with him, and the single bed in his house was relatively large, which solved the problem.

On the single bed, Zhang Fei was sleeping soundly wrapped in a towel, bent into the shape of a shrimp.Zhong Cuo beside him was lying flat, his eyes were securely closed, until he heard Zhang Fei's long breathing, he opened his eyes and slowly got up.

Sliding down the ground without a sound, Zhong Cuo slowly walked to Zhang Fei's side, looking down at the sleeping person on the bed.

His eyes were very cold. When he looked at Zhang Fei, he didn't see the innocence and joy in the daytime. On the contrary, it was a mixture of longing and fear, which was too complicated to describe.

After a long silence, Zhong Cuo sighed silently, raised his hand, and wrote strange words in the void.Little bits of light poured out from his fingertips, formed a small formation, and fell into the center of Zhang Fei's eyebrows.

Zhang Fei's eyebrows moved, and then they relaxed, and his breathing became more stable, as if he had fallen into the deepest dream.

After taking one last look at Zhang Fei, Zhong turned around by mistake and walked to the window, opened the window, and then jumped onto the window sill, looking out at the night outside the window.

It seemed to be a normal city night scene. The stars in the sky were dim, but the lights were so bright that they could compete with the moon. On the street, you could still see cars coming and going at night, and there were few pedestrians.

It's just that in Zhong Cuo's eyes, this night scene has many embellishments.

Zhang Fei would not know that Zhong Cuo had to face much more than the Wandering Soul that he lost to.

The hot night wind was blowing in his ears, sending a silent roar. The moment he opened the window, the group of ghosts raised their heads, and their gazes were full of uncontrollable longing!

Faced with so many greedy eyes who wished to swallow him alive, Zhong Cuo's reaction was extremely calm.Raising his hand, a long knife came out of the void and fell into his hand.

The name of the sword is wrong, the soldier of the ghost king.

Long knife in hand, he leaped into the darkness beneath his feet.The long-awaited group of ghosts swarmed up and completely submerged that thin body for a while!

...In the room, Zhang Fei lazily turned over, with a faint smile on his sleeping face, as if he had a sweet dream.