The staggering and swaying Qin Luo's walking posture made the little ghost extremely difficult, and he made a high and low piercing sound in his throat like a call, stopped two steps away from Qin Luo, and helplessly raised a pair of dry and ugly little hands to her, and his mouth moved so exaggerated that he was terrifying, and he made a muffled sound that was pressed into the water: "Star, star......"

Qin Luo heard clearly that he had been repeating the vague words, and his heart was inexplicable.

- That's a nursery rhyme that a headless ghost sings to her baby.

Until he personally sent the ghost baby into the Holy Light Dasheng's Death Gate again, Qin Luo's eyebrows were still full of gloom and doubts.

Is it a delusion?

The little boy's ghost was hit hard, and the whole appearance of the guide became terrifying, swollen and deformed, if it weren't for the protective layer that resisted the last attack when he was washed by the sacred Buddhist language, a fragile little ghost like him would have been scattered a long time ago, but to Qin Luo's surprise, she noticed a trace of ...... in the position where the other party was impacted Something like a stupid remnant of mana?

Qin Luo rubbed his eyebrows, and on a whim opened the contract with Jiang Zichun to spy on his thoughts, as the special rights of the master in the signing regulations, it has always been the spirit beast that favors pets, so as to avoid the language inconvenience caused by the communication between the master and the servant, and with the idea of exploration, it is more conducive to the tacit cultivation of the two.

For Qin Luo, who has a ghost as a servant, she never thought of using this privilege in the past, but this time she wanted to figure out some things.

Unexpectedly, Qin Luo's divine consciousness that had teleported over caused another unknown powerful force to suck in, and after a slight fluctuation of struggle, it completely disappeared, and finally returned to the vast silence.

Hey?

Is it because the object of the constraint is a ghost?

She tried again and the result was still the same.

Fortunately, after this time, Qin Luo didn't insist anymore, but Jiang Zichun, who was still oppressing a few unlucky ghosts to write a review for himself, his eyes sharpened, and he tensed his nerves and sat upright, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, Qin Luo would be suspicious if he was far away.

Bah~ scared the baby to death.

Sensing that Qin Luo was not moving, he let out a long breath and frowned and leaned on the soft pillow thoughtfully, his long smooth hair slipped down to cover the deep eyes of the demon, vaguely revealing the delicate outline and lines of the sexy chin, but it was fatally 'seductive'.

In the end, I didn't know what to expect, and the unhappy smashing bar smashing the mouth changed to a posture of supporting his head with one hand, and his expression was a little resentful: "Don't take me out, you still want to peep at my thoughts, hum......"

He's not happy.

Jiang Zichun glanced at the ghosts who were still splashing ink, and Ruyu's fingertips condensed a few jumping blue flames in his palm, but this state lasted for a few minutes, and he couldn't sit still, and kept walking back and forth in the room irritably, and even the ghosts who were concentrating on writing reviews peeked at him with strange eyes several times.

Won't the king be urgent, urinate, frequent and inexhaustible? Having a problem with xxx?

"Look at what! Is the homework done? King Jiang, who was in a bad mood, began to get angry, and the neck of the ghost who was yelled at shrank and let out a grievance whimper that was about to cry, "Huh, huh......"

"What are you babbling about, shut up and write quickly!" Jiang Zichun was upset when he listened, gritted his teeth and slapped the table hard.

It didn't matter if I scolded, the room was quiet, followed by the collective cry of the ghost, which was miserable and miserable, and the listener cramped.

…… Who the hell is in charge of this world, you idiots, hey!

"If you quarrel again, I will recite the Diamond Sutra Great Compassion Mantra to you!" Jiang Zichun coldly used a killer move.

- Ah Piao gasped, what a poisonous method!

When they quieted down, Jiang Zichun climbed on the windowsill and sat on the side, constantly casting his eyes towards the entrance of the community.

Yes...... So boring...... Why hasn't the owner come home yet/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

Qin Luo was afraid that the stupid ghost who didn't have the ability to take care of himself would make trouble at home and wanted to go back early, but ...... The premise is before getting rid of this clingy little girl in front of you.

Ling Xiaoxiao saw her and immediately rushed over, Qin Luo saw that her clothes were stained with broken leaves and soil, and the two small braids that were tied firmly looked messy at the moment, the little girl's big black pearl-like eyes flickered, and she raised her schoolbag high like a treasure, "Sister Luo!" Look what I've caught! ”

Qin Luo held his forehead, "Where did you leave Grandpa Yan?" The little face is full of sweat, and they have become little cats. She helplessly rummaged through her bag to find a clean tissue, squatted down and carefully wiped Ling Xiaoxiao's white and tender face, who expected that the little girl listened to her words and shouted happily, "Sister, you are so smart!" I caught a cat! ”

As for Grandpa Yan, well, she just cared about catching the cat and didn't pay attention to it, it is estimated that she dragged her old arms and legs and was thrown a few streets away, and she was still chasing after her desperately.

Ling Xiaoxiao opened the zipper, and Hula reached into his hand to rudely pull out the black cat.

"You're not going to faint, are you?" Seeing that the black cat was holding its head motionless, he held its little hand and shook it vigorously in the air, "Wake up!" Wake up and hey! ”

Startled, Qin Luo hurriedly took the cat in her hand and held it in her arms, gently smoothed it out, and met the girl's puzzled gaze, Qin Luo cleared her throat and explained: "Cough, little one...... This cat is my ......."

"It turns out that Sister Luo, you have a cat at home." She also wants to take it back and feed it herself, she loves this green-eyed cat!

Although it is not clear how Xiaoxiao and Xiaohei met together, but Qin Luo deeply understands that looking at the wolf bèi who rolled his eyes after it was ravaged, he was definitely wronged.

"Xiaoxiao, ouch Xiaoxiao, why are you running so fast, you can't stop screaming!" The old housekeeper Yan shouted from far and near, panting and sitting down on the small wooden chair placed on the side of the road, almost paralyzed from exhaustion. When he was chattering bitterly, he glanced at Qin Luo who was standing beside him, and said in a trance, "Could it be that I am also hallucinating?" ”

…… Uncle Yan, I am alive, alive!

The old man couldn't resist the stubborn little girl, and fell into a long silence after she made a request, and nodded slowly after thinking about it: "Since Xiaoxiao is insistent, then trouble Xiaoluo you, I won't go to the Eagle Temple, otherwise when I meet the young master's master, I will beat him or thank him." ”

Qin Luo's brain made up for Master Huiming's blue nose and swollen face and the appearance of reciting the Buddha's name, slid down three black lines on his forehead, and persuaded softly: "No matter what, Master Huiming saved Xiao Yu's life, there is no doubt about it, Uncle Yan doesn't have to think too much, in addition to life and death, what can't be let go of in the world?" ”

The old butler fell silent after hearing her words, and stared at a certain point in a daze.

Qin Luo knew that he had figured it out, and took Ling Xiaoxiao's hand to say goodbye, "Uncle Yan, I'll ask Ayan to come to my house to pick up Xiaoxiao later." ”

Yan Ruofei came back to his senses, carefully told a few words like being well-behaved, and thanked Qin Luo again.