Chapter 55: It's all your mother's fault
The living room was filled with blood and mist, and it was eerie.
"Boom, Boom ......"
There was a strange laugh in everyone's ears.
The temperature in the room dropped suddenly, and there was even hoarfrost between the eyebrows of several people, and they hugged their shoulders and shook their legs, shivering from the cold.
In a few seconds, the bright living room was dimly lit, as if the lights were not turned on at dusk.
Immediately after that, the blood mist with a diameter of two meters continued to wriggle, transforming into a huge blood-colored face with a height of one person above the coffee table.
It looked down at a few people condescendingly, and a cruel sneer was drawn back from the corner of its right mouth.
"As long as my body is still there, even if I pull out the ghost seed, I can't save that little guy, not only have you worked in vain, but you have also succeeded in angering this king. ”
The upper and lower lips of the blood-colored face closed one by one, and spit out a cold voice.
It looked hideous and said, "So, you people all have to die!"
As he spoke, he began to laugh wildly, and his blood-colored face circled wildly around the crystal chandelier in the living room, turning into a blurred phantom, and made a voice like crazy: "The taste of blood, flesh, and spirit parents, I can't wait......!"
One sentence frightened everyone except Ning Yuan, whose faces turned pale, and their eyes were full of horror.
"Noise!" he said with an irritated face, and then said to the others, "Don't worry, this thing is not lethal when it is separated from the body, and it will automatically perish in a few minutes." ”
"Oh, yes, yes. ”
"Good good ......"
Zhang Haisheng wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with Ou Fuhai, and only agreed.
Rao is two people are well-informed, and they have never experienced this kind of scene, and at the moment their calves are cramping and their knees are weak.
According to Ning Yuan's words, the color of the blood-colored face gradually faded, and finally let out a terrible scream and turned into nothingness.
The little boy Ou Chen fell straight back, and was stopped and hugged by Ning Yuan.
His body was cold and stiff, and his face was like a layer of powder, white and seeping.
At this time, the beautiful woman woke up slowly, and before she opened her eyes, she was full of excitement, crying 'let go of my son', and then crawled towards Ning Yuan, constantly wailing 'Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen'.
Ning Yuan smiled wryly, and when Ou Fuhai saw this, he hurriedly stopped his wife, dragged and dragged her to the sofa.
Tsai carefully explained the situation to the other party, and the beautiful woman's mood gradually calmed down, and she looked at Ou Chen with a worried face.
Ning Yuan said softly: "If you two have any questions, please ask." ”
Yes!
Ou Fuhai was in a hurry to open his mouth to speak, but he was full of doubts and didn't know where to ask, and finally sighed: "What is the child's physical condition?"
Ning Yuan took Ou Chen's pulse, and said easily after two or three minutes: "Everything is fine, but it's a little weak." ”
He organized his language and continued, "Let me explain them one by one. ”
"First of all, he is not a psychic physique, but a holy spirit physique, simply put, the former is easy to encounter demons and monsters, but because he is negative, there is no damage to the body, but he will be frightened. ”
"The latter is completely different, this physique is like a piece of Tang monk meat, it is a great tonic for ghosts and the like, as long as you eat it, you can multiply your cultivation speed. ”
Seeing that Ou Fuhai and his wife were anxious, he raised his hand and pressed weakly: "Don't be impatient, listen to me." ”
"It stands to reason that he couldn't have lived so long, he should have been eaten by the evil spirits and demons a long time ago. ”
"The reason why it has survived so far is because your son has a ghost seed in his body, this thing was planted by the ghost king, which is equivalent to declaring sovereignty, and if a ghost dares to fight his idea, he will be destroyed. ”
"If he is eaten by other ghosts, the ghost king will have the same effect if he swallows the ghosts. ”
"The reason why the ghost king is slow to do it is because it is not the best time, and in its opinion, Ou Chen is like a fruit, not fully ripe. ”
"He is now seven and a half years old, and when he is twelve years old, he will lead to the ghost king, and you can imagine the result by then, so I said that this matter must be dealt with within four years. ”
Ning Yuan got up and walked to the door and took out a disposable cup to catch water.
After drinking two cups in a row, the dry mouth was relieved, and he smiled: "Only the ghost species will appear in the face of death threats, I pinched his neck just to force this thing out, just now I destroyed the ghost species, you don't have to pay attention to the cruel words said by the ghost king, I have my own way to solve it." ”
Ou Fuhai stood up and bowed slightly, and said to Ning Yuan with some anxiety: "Ning Xiansen was offended before, I will compensate you, you must help, I will thank you again!!"
He looked at Zhang Haisheng and kept glaring at him, wanting the other party to help him speak.
The beautiful woman next to her also stood up, begging softly with a sad face.
Ning Yuan said sincerely: "You two don't have to be polite, you are all friends of Uncle Zhang, I will definitely help if I can." ”
As soon as he finished speaking, there was an exclamation from the stairs on the second floor, followed by a muffled sound from top to bottom, mixed with the girl's screams.
Everyone turned their heads to look, but they didn't know why, Zhang Ying suddenly rolled down the spiral wooden ladder, and was lying horizontally at the staircase at the moment, crying in pain with a sad face.
Zhang Haisheng was shocked, and asked anxiously as he ran towards her, "Yingying, what's wrong with you?"
Ning Yuan looked strange, but he could see what was going on.
After Zhang Ying went home, she leaned on the railing on the second floor to eat mangoes, and wrinkled her nose at him during the process, making a face at him and throwing mango skins.
Seeing him choke Ou Chen, he hurriedly went downstairs, but then he was stunned by the great change and was stunned on the stairs.
When everything was over, she came back to her senses, subconsciously took a step and stepped into the air, and rolled down so gorgeously.
Ning Yuan squatted beside her and couldn't hold back a smile: "Ahem...... Are you alright?"
Zhang Ying looked at him with some fear in his eyes, but still said back: "You fall and try, hiss, hiss...... It hurts me to death. ”
Zhang Haisheng said distressedly: "How old is a person, why are you so careless? Can you stand up?"
"No, no, no, no. Zhang Ying's little head shook like a rattle, and said with a cry: "It's flashed to the waist, and my feet seem to be broken, are my ribs broken?"
Ning Yuan stepped forward to check it and comforted: "The bones are fine, don't worry." ”
Zhang Haisheng hurriedly said: "Xiaoyuan, you hugged Yingying on the sofa, and it is not a matter for you to lie here all the time." ”
He was just about to nod in agreement, Zhang Ying immediately waved his arms and shouted: "Don't let him hug him, don't hug him, Ning Yuan is a big-tailed pervert, Dad, you hug me." ”
The corners of Ning Yuan's mouth twitched fiercely, and the blue tendons on his forehead jumped.
Zhang Haisheng reprimanded her: "What nonsense!"
Then one hand reached for her shoulder blades, and the other for the crook of her leg.
Zhang Ying is slender, at most in her early nineties, although Zhang Haisheng is middle-aged, he has a strong physique, and there should be no pressure to pick up his daughter.
I never expected it!
As soon as he picked up Zhang Ying and was about to leave, his knees were weak and his legs were bent and he almost knelt down.
Zhang Ying's right leg smashed on the ground, and suddenly let out a scream like killing a pig, and said with a cry: "Dad, you can't say it earlier, how can you be strong and strong in the middle, you think, you want to hurt me to death!"
Zhang Haisheng looked embarrassed, and he blamed your mother for the secret truth!
If she hadn't been asking for it last night, tossing for two hours in a row, would I be so vain?
On weekdays, I can lift your little body with one hand!
But this kind of thing can't be said explicitly, he sneered at Ning Yuannunu.