Ma Qianli's left shoulder, when he was hit by the old dog, fortunately he dodged skillfully at the time, so although it is not healed now, it is almost better.

He said that while the seventeenth moon was still round, he would kill the ghost baby, and he would do what he said.

But the first task is to find the cinnabar pen.

Without a cinnabar pen, you can't deal with ghost babies by relying only on the ring head knife.

Ma Qianli and Ma Qingshuang, father and daughter stood outside the small courtyard, looking in through the crack in the door, but did not see the cinnabar pen.

"Dad, what now?" Ma Qingshuang asked.

"Anyway, it's daytime, the sun is shining, presumably the little thing of the ghost baby, and he doesn't dare to appear in the sun, you wait at the door, watch Daddy go in, and find the cinnabar pen!"

After Ma Qianli finished speaking, he pulled out the ring head knife, gritted his teeth and tore off the talisman on the door.

Because the gate of the courtyard has not been opened for a long time, and it has rained before, there is no popularity, and there is moisture, so when it is opened, there is a creaky sound.

Ma Qingshuang stood outside tremblingly, watching Ma Qianli walk into the courtyard.

Ma Qianli stood in the middle of the courtyard, looked up at the sun in the sky, and said God bless in his heart.

There's no way, if he doesn't clean up the mess made by his own daughter, who will clean it up.

Ma Qianli is in the yard, so I can find it.

In the end, he didn't even let go of the corners of the wall and the flowers in the flowers, under the grass that grew, but except for the toys such as the building block inserts scattered everywhere, there was no trace of the cinnabar pen.

He sighed in the courtyard.

I had no choice but to go into the room and look for it.

And in the room, there are many places where the sun does not shine.

Where the sun doesn't shine, it's easy to be sneaky and hide, and it's a bit risky to go in.

But in the end, Ma Qianli did not flinch, but opened all the windows first, and then resolutely walked into the damp room.

Houses that have been uninhabited for a long time, lack popularity, and are much more damaged than ordinary houses.

Not to mention this kind of house with ghost babies entrenched, no popularity, only ghosts.

After Ma Qianli entered, he felt gloomy.

He couldn't help but shudder.

He searched several rooms, but he couldn't find a cinnabar pen.

In the end, there was only one room left, that is, Ma Qingshuang's boudoir, and I didn't go in to look for it.

Outside the window of that house, there was a creeper that had been put down.

Now the creeper is full of greenery, and because it is unattended, it not only climbs all over the roof, but also blocks the windows.

So the inside of the boudoir is darker than the other rooms.

Since he had already come in and been busy for a long time, Ma Qianli didn't want to go out empty-handed.

Then he felt that he had no face to face his daughter.

After all, before coming in, I swore that I had to find a cinnabar pen.

So Ma Qianli was bold and pushed open the door of Ma Qingshuang's boudoir.

Fortunately, the window of Ma's boudoir was open inside, and a small amount of sunlight shone in through the gaps in the leaves of the creeper vines.

Ma Qianli walked into the room, looked for it all the time, even opened the bed board, and did not find the cinnabar pen.

When he put it back on the bed, Ma Qianli suddenly felt a chill on his back spine.

It's the biting cold of the wind.

Ma Qianli hurriedly turned around.

A child wearing only a blue belly pocket, only two or three years old, with a pale face, glowing white matte in the dark room, was staring at Ma Qianli.

It's not the same as the legend that the ghost baby whose mouth is split open and can reach the root of the ear.

Except for his face being a little pale, no matter how he looks at it, he feels like an ordinary child.

Ma Qianli also thought, the ghost baby is not very scary.

As a result, looking down further, Ma Qianli was almost scared to death on the spot.

It turned out that this little boy with a blue belly was facing his head, and he was indeed facing away from himself.

This shows that the ghost baby's neck is now twisted one hundred and eighty degrees.

In order to find it just now, Ma Qianli inserted the ring head knife back into the sheath, and now hurriedly pulled out the knife.

As a result, the ghost baby's head didn't move, his body turned around, and his two hands stretched out in front of him.

"Hey, hey, hey...... You old man, are you looking for this? ”

In the hand of the ghost baby, it was the cinnabar pen that could restrain him.

It was obvious that he was teasing Ma Qianli.

At this time, Ma Qianli forcefully drove away the fear in his heart, and the ring-headed knife shot out like lightning and slashed at the neck of the ghost baby.

The ghost baby is the biggest scourge in Mafu at present.

If you don't get rid of the ghost baby, there will be no peace in Mafu.

Ma Qianli held this thought and swung a lightning-like knife.

It was the fastest he ever slashed.

This speed is even beyond Ma Qianli's own imagination.

He didn't expect that he could swing such a fast sword.

At the beginning of the prison compound, if he could have this speed when he came out of the knife, he would not have to come over with Qian Yining, and he would be able to put down the violent Liu Blind.

But it was such a quick knife, but the ghost baby lowered his head, and between the calcium carbide sparks, he bit the blade with his teeth.

is the same as Liu Blind's judgment, the ghost baby is powerful, and it is powerful in the teeth.

After he bit Ma Qianli's blade, Ma Qianli used his strength to feed, and he didn't pull the knife out of the ghost baby's mouth.

The knife couldn't be pulled out, not to mention, and the cold air that came from the knife froze Ma Qianli's whole person.

However, this stiffness is just a feeling, and it should be the ghost baby's immobilization technique for the living.

This immobilization technique is very effective, and Ma Qianli's hand can't be taken off the handle of the knife even if he wants to.

Slowly, Ma Qianli's limbs became numb, and the whole person couldn't move.

The ghost baby loosened his teeth, but he still held the ring-headed knife, frozen in place, unable to move.

And the ghost baby's little hand slowly stretched out to his chest.

The clothes on Ma Qianli's chest were torn apart by the ghost baby.

He could all experience the ghost baby's cold little hands, groping in his chest.

In the end, the little hand stopped, and inside the skin that stopped, it was Ma Qianli's beating heart.

Although Ma Qianli couldn't move, he knew in his heart that the ghost baby was going to dig out his heart.

"Pity me Ma Qianli, at first he was just a small ruffian, starting from recklessness, fortunately he seized the opportunity to join the government, and then he almost gave up his life several times after a lot of hard work, and then he sat in the position of the chief catcher!"

"How many winds and waves have I gone through in my life!"

"Who would have thought that the boat did not capsize in the strong wind and waves, but this time it would die at the hands of the ghost baby!"

When Ma Qianli was resentful, the ghost baby's small hand suddenly left his chest.

The ghost baby's two big eyes looked at Ma Qianli's side.

Ma Qianli also found that there seemed to be a little tenderness in the eyes of the ghost baby.

As soon as the ghost baby's eyes became gentle, the stiffness on Ma Qianli's body immediately disappeared a lot.

At least the neck can turn.

He turned his head and saw that his daughter Ma Qingshuang had come.

This Ma Qianli was even more remorseful.

It was a failure to rush in to find a cinnabar pen today.

You shouldn't have come in!

It's a big deal to give up this small yard and let the ghost baby entrench in the small yard.

Anyway, he can't get out of the yard, he doesn't come out, he doesn't come in, and the two sides are safe.

……

Ma Qingshuang waited outside for a long time, and she didn't wait for Ma Qianli, even if she was usually very rude, but she also had filial piety, and she knew that without her father's protection, she couldn't gain a foothold in Pengzhou Mansion.

Just like Prince Qian can't lose Chang Ninghou, a relative, Ma Qingshuang can't lose this father.

So Ma Qingshuang mustered up his courage and walked into the yard.

After calling twice in the courtyard, and not hearing Ma Qianli's response, she walked in again and opened the door of her boudoir, only to be bumped into by her.

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