As soon as the words fell, the thin figure lying on the bed suddenly trembled.

It seems that what Chen Hao said touched her heart, Yang Tiantian wanted to sit up and look at him, but her heart was afraid of contact with strangers, from the time the Taoist priest entered the door to the present, she had been curling herself up into a shrimp ball and lying on the bed, not daring to stick her head out of the pillow at all.

"Humph!"

The Taoist priest snorted coldly, looked at Chen Hao and said disdainfully: "It's so good, who wouldn't make up a story?" Tell me how you can heal her! ”

Chen Hao smiled faintly, opened the zipper of his schoolbag, and took out the dream catcher bottle.

"The first step in curing the little girl is to get her to stop having nightmares, there are too many scenes in her nightmares that cause depression, and if she continues to have nightmares, she will become more and more autistic."

Qian Qingfeng saw that every word Chen Hao said was on the spot, and immediately asked excitedly on the side: "Then Chen Hao, is there any way you can make my daughter stop having nightmares." ”

Chen Hao looked at Qian Qingfeng, who was full of anxiety, and comforted: "Director Qian, don't worry, since I found you today, it means that I must have a way." ”

"That's good." Qian Qingfeng breathed a long sigh of relief.

The Taoist priest on the side squinted his eyes, looked at Chen Hao and asked: "I don't believe that you will have a way, let me tell you, only through my professional methods to dispel the unclean things in this house, this little girl will get better!" ”

"The method I'm going to use is simple."

Chen Hao said, raising the dream catcher bottle in his hand.

The Taoist priest stared at Chen Hao's face for a long time, and thought that Chen Hao would have a very pretending to be forced next, but after waiting for a long time, Chen Hao didn't speak again, only to realize that Chen Hao's coercion seemed to have been installed.

He shifted his gaze to the dream catcher bottle in Chen Hao's hand, and just by looking at it, he almost didn't die of laughter.

"Hahaha, boy, the solution you said should be this glass bottle in your hand, right?"

Chen Hao nodded: "Not bad." ”

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Chen Hao generously admit it, the Taoist priest laughed so much that his stomach almost burst: "Let me guess, what do you want to do with this glass bottle?" Hahaha, don't you want to be a wishing bottle, ready to make a wish, so that this little girl can get better soon? ”

Qian Qingfeng, who was standing on the side, saw Chen Hao holding the glass bottle seriously, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Chen Hao, what is your intention in taking this bottle?" ”

To be honest, when Chen Hao first exchanged the Dream Catcher Bottle from the system, he was also very disdainful of it.

But since the system has said that this is a dream catcher, it must not be wrong.

"Director Qian, this bottle is called a dream trapping bottle, which can capture nightmares."

Although Qian Qingfeng was skeptical of Chen Hao's words, he continued to ask: "Then, how to use it?" ”

"When Miss Qian is asleep, I can use a bottle to capture her nightmares." Chen Hao replied lightly.

"Huh?" Qian Qingfeng was taken aback by Chen Hao's words.

If Chen Hao didn't really have the ability to divination, he would really want to drive Chen Hao out as a liar.

Riding a horse, taking a glass bottle and carrying a nightmare, that sounds like nonsense.

"Director Qian, if you really believe me, let me give it a try."

After a pause, Chen Hao looked at the figure lying on the bed and said, "It's just that I have to wait for Miss Qian to fall asleep." ”

"I strongly disagree!"

Before Qian Qingfeng could make a decision, Wang Xiang's scolding voice sounded outside the door again.

She pushed the door in directly, looked at Chen Hao and scolded: "You don't come to swagger and deceive, who said that my daughter is sick?" I think it's you, and Qian Qingfeng, I think you are also sick in the brain! You two are trying to kill my daughter, aren't you? ”

Qian Qingfeng saw that Wang Xiang didn't look like a woman, and scolded forbearingly: "Can you say a few words?" If you don't understand, shut up. ”

"Shut up? Qian Qingfeng: Who are you telling to shut up? In the end, I don't understand or you don't understand, what kind of person are you looking for, even if you are not in school, you are a mixed society, you give Tiantian to him, you can rest assured? ”

Qian Qingfeng glanced at Chen Hao apologetically, glared at the beads of his eyes and said, "This is the miracle doctor I found, believe it or not." ”

"Miracle doctor? Haha, Qian Qingfeng, you were hooked up with by the vixen outside, didn't you have a problem with your brain? ”

Wang Xiang walked up to the Taoist priest and said confidently: "This is the master I found, he can exorcise ghosts, and he is a hundred times more reliable than the one you found!" ”

When the Taoist priest saw that the person who helped him speak came, he immediately became arrogant again: "That's right, my ancestors were all Taoist priests, and I got the true inheritance, and I am still good at expelling unclean things in the room." ”

After a pause, the Taoist priest looked at Chen Hao and said: "On the contrary, this stinky boy, holding a glass bottle in his hand, said that he could catch dreams, and when he said this, he might believe it when he deceived two or three-year-old children, but tell us, this is too ridiculous!" ”

"Have you two said enough?"

Qian Qingfeng really couldn't bear it anymore, he looked at Wang Xiang and said, "You go out for me now, and call out this Jianghu Taoist priest you called, Tiantian doesn't need you to worry about it!" ”

"Don't worry about me? Qian Qingfeng, you can say this! ”

Wang Xiang cried again as he spoke: "Tian Tian is also my daughter, the meat that fell from me, I don't worry about it, do you still need to worry about this outsider you brought?" Qian Qingfeng, are you trying to force our mother and daughter to death! ”

The room with little space was suddenly filled with Wang Xiang's crying and fuss.

"Hey, if someone hadn't suddenly barged in just now, I'd done all the rituals, maybe your daughter would be safe and sound now." The Taoist priest sighed pretentiously on the side.

These words are another kind of stimulation for Wang Xiang.

She walked to the window, opened the window violently, looked at Qian Qingfeng and said loudly: "The surname is Qian, if you do it against me today, I will jump from the window!" Anyway, there is no point in my life, so I might as well die! ”

Qian Qingfeng was so angry at Wang Xiang's unreasonable troubles that his forehead was full of bruises.

He was also angry, so he said disregardlessly: "If you want to jump, then jump, love not to die!" ”

"The surname is Qian, you have a kind!"

Wang Xiang saw that Qian Qingfeng had no intention of retaining, so he really grabbed his hands under the window frame and wanted to jump down.

At this moment, the thin figure lying on the bed suddenly trembled.

Qian Tiantian slowly poked her head out of the pillow, the bangs on her forehead were already wet with sweat, her little face was pale, and she couldn't see any blood.

She looked at the noisy room, glanced at Wang Xiang, and then at Qian Qingfeng, and then shouted in a weak voice the size of a mosquito: "Dad, Mom, just let this little brother show me." ”

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