Please Stop Pretending To Be a Cute Newcomer!

Angel Orphanage.

In the early spring afternoon, the temperature is still chilly.

The children in the orphanage were urged by their aunts to go back to the hut and fell asleep on the bed. By the window, two women in their early thirties finally found time to sit and gossip.

A woman with perm dyed short yellow hair was knocking melon seeds in her mouth, spitting out melon seeds husks and saying, "You know the kid who came in yesterday, right?"

The long-haired woman next to him sneered, "You are asking the right person. His parents happen to be from my parents' side. I met them several times when I went home."

The short-haired woman was surprised, "Do you know who his parents are?"

She said that she was going to drag her colleagues to see the dean, "Then let's go and tell the dean clearly and send the child back! The family must be very anxious after the child is lost for a day!"

Of course, another aspect is to save money. Although the orphanage has been donating money from well-meaning people over the years, there are many children and life is tight.

Facing her urging, the long-haired woman did not move. Instead, she grabbed her and sat down. The long-haired woman said: "Listen to me! If I can find someone, can I not tell?"

Hearing the meaning of these words, is there another secret?

The long-haired woman: "That kid wasn't stupid at all. Didn't it snow during Chinese New Year? He went out to play in the snow with his relative's kids, but he accidentally caught a cold and had a high fever."

The short-haired woman: "A high fever, stupid? How did I hear that I was hooked by ghosts?"

"You still believe this in what age." The long-haired woman gave her a white look.

The short-haired woman sneered and muttered to herself, but no one can prove that there is no ghost!

Thinking so in her heart, she definitely couldn't say that. She still wanted to hear gossip, so she grabbed a handful of melon seeds and put them in the woman's hand. She said courteously, "Tell me, keep talking, why can't you send them back?"

"Oh, Tongtong is also suffering," the long-haired woman sighed. She also heard the nickname Tongtong. "The family has moved away, and the phone can't be reached. No one knows where they moved."

"Moved, moved away?!" The short-haired woman stared wide-eyed, "When did it happen?"

Long-haired woman: "Yesterday, after I recognized Tongtong, I called back and asked my parents. That family moved out yesterday."

"Damn!" The short-haired woman immediately cursed, "You're so ungrateful, you even lost your own child!"

Isn't this obviously a plan to throw the child in the orphanage and fly away!

When they found the child, the child was standing alone at the entrance of the orphanage, and there was a packed small box at his feet, which contained some change of clothes and 1000 yuan in cash.

Such a big child only left 1000 yuan, how long will 1000 yuan be enough for him to live?Ah bah, those who have lost their conscience shouldn't throw their children away!

The short-haired woman complained to her colleagues indignantly.

In the hut separated by a wall, Shen Qingcheng lay on the bed quietly listening to the deliberately lowered conversation outside, and his thoughts returned to the experience of the year.

He is not Tongtong, he is just a "lonely ghost" occupying Tongtong's body.

It is not accurate to say that it occupies, the more accurate point is fusion.

For some unknown reason, this body lost its soul and soul, causing the child to become dumbfounded.

When Shen Qingcheng met the child, he knew that this was his opportunity, because the missing one soul and two souls happened to be the earth soul, the sky Chong, and the two souls of Linghui, both of which were Yin attributes.

He lived in this body without hesitation, had the soul of heaven and the soul of fate, and thus became a human being.

To be honest, the time he entered made him a little regretful. After he became a "human" again, he had a master, and he was Shen Qingcheng.

But Shen Qing didn't have anything.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingcheng turned over and hid his body under the quilt, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.The conversation between the short-haired woman and the long-haired woman continued outside the window.

"Isn't it really an evil? There is a new Taoist priest in the Qingshan Temple. I heard that he came from the capital. Do you want to ask Zhang Fu to come back and stay?"

"I told you it was a high fever, why are you still thinking about this?"

"How can a good one be burned stupidly, what if there is something unclean..."

Shen Qingcheng lived in the orphanage safely, listening to his aunt every day to do what he told him to do, and when he was free, he moved a small stool and sat in the yard to bask in the sun.

He didn't deliberately reveal that he wasn't stupid, so the aunts didn't find out, anyway, Tongtong looked like this when he was dumb.

A few days later, the woman with yellow short hair pulled the long-haired woman aside and muttered something in a low voice, then the long-haired woman scolded the short-haired woman with a smile, and reluctantly followed the short-haired woman away .

Shen Qingcheng, who was sitting on a small bench basking in the sun, squinted his eyes and watched the two go away. He knew that they were going to visit Qingshan, and he would invite a piece of safety blessing back.

But it's not his master's talisman, his master's talisman is precious, tens of thousands of one.

Then in a few days, when his master returned to the capital, he would see him sitting in the yard, and he would be shocked to the heavens, and wanted to accept him as a disciple so that he could inherit the mantle.

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

On the night when the two women returned from the Qingshan temple, Shen Qingcheng slept with an extra peace talisman under his pillow.

A few days later, Shen Qingcheng counted the time and sat obediently at the entrance of the orphanage with a small stool and a small toy in his arms.

The old man has bad eyesight when he is old, what if he can't see clearly.

"kid……"

Hearing the familiar opening words, Shen Qingcheng raised his head and opened his ignorant eyes wide.

Alas, who told the old man to eat this set.