You Are My Gravity

They walked to the door, and when they were two or three steps away, the jar on the bedside suddenly shook on its own...

With a bang, the lid fell off and a cloud of black mist flew out of the jar.

The black mist was very grieving, and it condensed into a dark baby in the air, only to hear his strange jerking sound, and it rushed towards Zhou Ping...

Zhou Ping had been prepared for a long time, and the money sword that was drawn out quickly was slashed in the air. That tooth dancing claw, the vicious little ghost, was split into two by Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping said indifferently: "You little things are not my opponent at all, don't look for death."

The little devil made a painful sound in the air, the two halves of his body twisted, and the original strong grievance suddenly faded a lot.

Qin Zheng heard the sharp screams from the empty ship, and he hugged Zhou Ping in fright: "Mom... Mom... He, he, he... What is he talking about?"

Zhou Ping raised her eyebrows: "Have you heard?"

Qin Zheng shivered and nodded: "Listen...heard some..."

Zhou Ping patted her on the shoulder: "Yes, the blood of our old Zhou family is on your body, and it has not been diluted..."

Like this kind of resentful spirit, in the daytime, the ability is slightly weak, there is no entity, and ordinary people can't see it.

Qin Zheng was afraid: "Mom...it's scary."

Zhou Ping pulled his hand away and looked at the twist in the air: "You... don't seem to really want to attack me, do you want to tell me something?"

It stands to reason that even if the Infant is not too strong, it should not be so weak...

But this, in addition to just rushing to look fierce all at once, but it is actually a fake!

These little ghosts smoke a lot of Yang Qi every day, and logically speaking, this should not be the case.

So, there is only one explanation, this kid doesn't really want to attack them.

However, even if Zhou Ping asked now, she couldn't ask anything...The little devil couldn't speak at all. Zhou Ping just picked it up and split it apart.

Zhou Ping hesitated and said, "You go back to the urn and raise it, I will come back..."

The Yingying understood Zhou Ping's words and got back into the jar again.

Zhou Ping walked over, picked up the lid and prepared to cover it...

Then, I saw the little ghost body raised in the jar, the formed fetus, this kind of fetus should be the fetus that was shed during the seventh or eight months of pregnancy, after air-drying, it was shrunk and placed in the little man. Zhou Ping was watching with scalp hemp.

Zhou Ping hurriedly closed the lid. Although she knew all these sorceries, she still found it difficult to accept these things.

These little ghosts are the most intimate. It is easy to raise, but it is very difficult to send them away.

Zhou Ping couldn't recognize the hand wiping the lid that she had just touched: "Let's go first..."

Qin Zheng nodded quickly: "Okay, let's go quickly."

After leaving the door, Zhou Ping hesitated for a while and did not leave.

Xu Mu asked: "What's wrong, what's the matter?"

Zhou Ping frowned and said, "If I leave like this, the three little ghosts will continue to **** the yang energy of people around here at night. What if someone dies?"

Zhou Ping shook her head: "I... I don't know, but I don't do anything."

Xu Mu asked him, "What are you going to do?"

"This is what I have a headache right now. No matter what I do, I will be aware of it... How can I prevent them from going nearby to take Yang Qi without being noticed?"

Zhong Wenqing will know both the talisman and the strategy formation...

Qin Zheng said suddenly: "Mom...I'm coming..."