Chapter Forty-Six: The Four Fierce Formations: Little Ghosts
Maybe it's because the yin in Qinghe Town is too heavy, and the weather outside the town was originally quite sunny, but although you can see the sun after entering the town, it always gives people a gray feeling.
Mo Ghost looked at the sun in mid-air and said, "What now? Just like people have to sleep at night, you can't meet any ghosts in this daytime, right?"
Qi Ziyuan glanced at Mo Ghost meaninglessly, and then stretched out his hand and pointed to the left front.
Mo Ghost looked in the direction given by Qi Ziyuan, and was speechless for an instant.
It turned out that a six or seven-year-old boy in the distance was playing Keju in the shade of the house blocking the sun, his expression was very focused, and his laughter could occasionally be heard, if you ignore his gloomy laughter and bloodstained face, this scene is quite normal, it feels like a playful child who plays until dark and does not go home.
This little boy is not a demon at first glance, at most he can only be regarded as an earth binding spirit, perhaps because the yin qi in the town is too heavy, so he can come out to play during the day, if it weren't for the feng shui problem in this town, I'm afraid this little boy would have gone to the underworld a long time ago.
Looking at Mo Ghost's depressed expression, Qi Ziyuan couldn't help but smile and said, "What should I do now?"
Ghost Mo glared at Qi Ziyuan, what can I do? Of course, I went up to inquire about the situation here. After taking two steps, Mo Ghost stopped and turned his head to look at Qi Ziyuan and said, "Do you have any paper money?"
Qi Ziyuan shook his head and said, "No, I'm here to get rid of ghosts and I'm not here to make friends with ghosts, how can I prepare such a thing." ”
Mo Ghost said unhappily: "Why are you so unprofessional, you don't know how to bring paper money when you get to the ghost territory, don't you know that there is a saying in the mortal world called "It's hard to move an inch without money"?
Qi Ziyuan glanced at Mo Ghost, and shot back mercilessly: "Didn't you bring it too?"
Mo Ghost: "......"
Seeing that Mo Ghost seemed to really want to go up and catch the little ghost, Qi Ziyuan hurriedly grabbed him, and said helplessly: "Why are you still so impatient? Forget it, I'll go up." ”
Mo Ghost took a half-step back to make way for Qi Ziyuan, in fact, he knew that Qi Ziyuan's subtext was definitely this: You really don't use your brains when you encounter something.
Because of their low spiritual power, they don't keep many memories, most of them are things that they can't let go of or are impressed by during their lifetime, simply put, their minds are not very bright, and they only know how to act with the obsession in their heads.
Simply, most of their instincts are still preserved.
Therefore, Qi Ziyuan searched in his Qiankun bag for a long time, and finally found a rock sugar gourd that he didn't know how many hundred years ago, if it weren't for the fact that time in the Qiankun bag would not pass, I'm afraid this rock sugar gourd would have become a fossil, no, maybe it would have turned to ashes.
"Kid, come here. Qi Ziyuan stood not far from the child and said, he didn't take the liberty of getting too close, because some ghosts are actually very timid, if you accidentally alarm it, it will either hide in fear or be scared to fight with you, this is not what Qi Ziyuan wants, so he chose to stand not far away, let the little ghost decide that he can't get over, of course, if the little ghost doesn't come, he still has a second hand to prepare.
The little boy tilted his head and looked at Qi Ziyuan, if it weren't for the bloodstains on his face, I'm afraid it would be quite cute, but with an oozing face, even if he made a cute move, it would only make people feel creepy, but the two people present were not cowardly people who had never seen the world, so they all looked at the little ghost calmly without changing their faces.
The little ghost looked at Qi Ziyuan blankly for a long time, and finally seemed to have finally figured it out, and said slowly: "Is there something wrong?" ”
It's a good thing to be able to communicate, but I'm afraid of meeting the kind of ghost who closes himself off and can't communicate in his own world.
Qi Ziyuan handed the rock sugar gourd in his hand forward, and said temptingly: "Do you want to eat the rock sugar gourd?"
The little ghost scratched his messy hair, and said for a long time, "I don't want to." ”
"Poof. Mo Ghost couldn't help but laugh in the distance, and immediately held back his laughter after receiving Qi Ziyuan's slightly threatening eyes, pretending to be a serious onlooker.
Qi Ziyuan smiled patiently and said, "Then what do you want?"
This time, the little ghost didn't think about it for too long, and basically replied immediately: "Money." ”
Qi Ziyuan: "......" You are so realistic at such a young age, do your parents know?
The "kind" smile on Qi Ziyuan's original face disappeared immediately after hearing the little ghost's answer.
But he didn't give up yet, and said with a smile: "What do you like besides money?"
The little ghost thought for a moment and said with certainty: "Parents and sister." ”
Qi Ziyuan: "...... where is he going to find the little ghost's family? Maybe his family has already gone to the underworld to report.
Qi Ziyuan, who refused to admit defeat, patiently asked again: "Then what do you want besides your family?" This time even the smile on his face disappeared.
The little boy frowned, and after thinking for a long time, he said impatiently: "Dog, uncle, why do you have so many questions?"
Qi Ziyuan's face changed instantly, he glared at the little boy, and muttered in his heart: Hey! This little kid is still annoyed by him, isn't it a dog? Your grandfather beat you into a dog!
Mo Ghost couldn't help but smile and strode over and pressed down Qi Ziyuan's hand that drew his sword, because he couldn't bear it too hard, his face was a little distorted, and his tone was a little gloating: "Don't be impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil." ”
Qi Ziyuan glanced at Mo Ghost unhappily, and finally obediently put down the hand that drew the sword. And the little boy didn't have a lot of brains, so he didn't realize that he was almost going to die again.
Mo Ghost didn't talk nonsense, and directly opened the painting that the strange dog gave him before in front of the little boy, and didn't speak, just hung the painting in front of the little ghost.
The little ghost stared at the painting, his head tilted to the left and then to the right, then scratched his hair again, and after thinking for a long time, he shouted at the person in the painting as if he had figured it out, "Sister, Ah Huang." ”
Seeing the little ghost like this, Qi Ziyuan instantly looked at Mo Ghost with wide eyes and said, "How did you think that this little ghost has something to do with the person in the painting?"
Mo Ghost said innocently: "I didn't expect it, there are no other ghosts to ask here, plus he just said the words sister and dog, so I showed it to him with the mentality of giving it a try." ”
Qi Ziyuan: "......" Why did he think that the person in front of him was smarter than he imagined?
Mo Ghost handed the painting in his hand to Qi Ziyuan, and said as a matter of course: "It's up to you next, I'm not very good at communicating with children." ”