It's crazy, the three-year-old milk group has arrived, and the ghosts are the same hands and feet
Yan Wo once crossed into a three-year-old baby, a little panicked, and then I heard that his family was selling coffins, and he was still poor and couldn't open the pot, his father and mother were missing, and Yan Wo wanted to cry.
Fortunately, she has a pair of spiritual pupils, can draw portraits, tidy up her appearance, choose feng shui treasures, and is mainly engaged in murder house exploration and fortune telling,...... Gradually, the days will get better and better.
All the ghosts who were subdued by Yan Wo would praise her with a miserable face, saying that she was humble, casual, merciful, polite, and fair.
Humility: I'm going to die.
Casual: Anyone else, go die.
Mercy: You can be the last one to die.
Courtesy: Hello, can you die?
Justice: Death to all!
No matter whether they offended Yan Wo or not, the ghosts floated past her, and they all became a ball.
……
I thought that my career was booming, and my family was also famous, so I could look for my father and mother.
She picked up the child husband on a whim, and turned into a decent head of the first force, he opened a red umbrella in the rain, revealing an elegant and delicate jaw, "Wowo, those who have bullied our father and mother, I will kill them for you."
Yan Wo rolled his eyes: "Don't shout so affectionately, my Yan family's daughter will not marry!" Only into the red!
A man walked in step by step with an umbrella and pulled her into his arms.
"I have brought all the dowry, can you introduce me to my father?"