Chapter 110: Make a Friend

Woo! Woo! Woo!

Zhang Liang came out of the subway station and when he locked the door, he heard a child crying.

At a glance, the upper and lower passages were dark, buzzing and crying, because the echo did not come from?

It seems like...... It is from under the parked elevator.

Zhang Liang stared at the immobile elevator, pricked up his ears, and carefully searched for the source of the cry.

Suddenly, the corner of his clothes was pulled, Zhang Liang was frightened, and turned his head to look, a five or six-year-old child, holding a yo-yo, looked at him with blank eyes, "Brother, have you seen my mother?" I can't find my mom anymore. ”

As he spoke, the little guy stood on tiptoe and raised his hands to try to move upward, "My mother is so tall, very beautiful, very beautiful." ”

The little guy was eager to describe a person, but he didn't know how to describe it, Zhang Liang was anxious for the little guy when he saw it.

Zhang Liang squatted on the ground and touched the little guy's head, the little guy dodged for a while and didn't hide, and let Zhang Liang touch it a few times.

Zhang Liang said: "My name is Zhang Liang, what is your name?" ”

The little guy stared at Zhang Liang curiously for five or six seconds, lowered his head, and said timidly: "My name is Niuniu." ”

"Niu Niu? Ha ha! ”

The little guy looks very cute, but he is dressed as a little boy, and it is really difficult to distinguish between men and women by looking at his appearance.

Zhang Liang sat in the corner, lit a cigarette, and laughed heartlessly.

The little guy pursed his mouth and squatted next to Zhang Liang, "Are you laughing at me?" ”

"Did you see that? Ha ha! ”

"I'm not a three-year-old, huh."

The little guy got up unhappily, looked like he wasn't playing with Zhang Liang anymore, and threw the yo-yo to the side.

The sound of whirring is particularly clear in the silent and unmanned subway entrance.

The yo-yo that rolls back and forth, flashing and flashing, is particularly dazzling in the dimness.

The little guy was playing with the ball, and glanced at Zhang Liang worriedly from time to time, and found that Zhang Liang was not angry and did not leave, and she couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Still, to be angry is to be angry.

When Zhang Liang was about to finish a cigarette, he shouted Niuniu.

Niu Niu stopped playing with the ball and turned her head to look over, "Are you leaving?" ”

"It's not early, I'm going back to sleep, I'll come to play with you when I have time, how about it?"

"Oh!"

Niuniu lowered her head and shook the ball again.

Zhang Liang snuffed out the cigarette butt, touched the little guy's head again, turned around and walked out.

After walking a few steps, Niuniu timidly shouted: "Wait! ”

Zhang Liang looked back, and Niuniu looked up with a cute little face.

Her face has always been pale as paper, and she has been like this since she appeared, and she asked tangledly: "Aren't you afraid of me?" ”

"Nerves!!"

Zhang Liang snorted disdainfully, turned around and waved his hand and said, "I'll come to play with you again when I'm free!" ”

"Wait!"

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"That...... That one...... Are you really going to come and play with me again? ”

"Why don't you come home with me?"

Zhang Liang thought that the ghost didn't have to eat, take a bath, and take it back without taking up space, so he didn't have to trouble him to take care of it, so he decisively sent out an invitation.

The little guy hesitated for more than ten seconds, "Mom said let me wait for her in place, and she will come back to me." What if I leave and she comes back and can't find me? I'm still waiting for her here, you remember to play with me when you have time. ”

Niuniu turned her head and wiped her eyes, and the blink of an eye was gone.

Zhang Liang was stunned for two or three seconds, turned around and walked a few steps, and suddenly heard Niuniu say again: "Wait." ”

"Aren't you leaving?"

Zhang Liang turned around, the little guy lowered his head in embarrassment, walked up to Zhang Liang, and gestured with his little hand to order, "Turn around." ”

"What for?"

Zhang Liang turned around suspiciously, because he couldn't see the back, he didn't know that there was a blood-colored palm print behind him.

The little guy pouted and said, "I'm going to stamp you, if you dare not come back to play with me, you're going to die!" ”

As she spoke, her little hand pressed the bloody palm print, and the bloody handprint that had been marked by her was gone.

Zhang Liang said disdainfully: "Intimidate me? Are you scared of me? Well, I'll admit I was just scared. ”

Niu Niu pouted and snorted again.

She took off a bell on her wrist and threw it to Zhang Liang and said, "I'm tired of playing with something, I'll give it to you." ”

Zhang Liang stretched out his hand and grabbed the bell, shook the bell but it didn't ring, "Is this a dumbbell?" ”

"The yin qi will ring when it hits the bell. You're such a big person, don't be too stupid and naΓ―ve in the future, you know? Demons are harmful. ”

Niu Niu is gone.

This time it's really gone.

Zhang Liang put on the little bell, shook his wrist, shook the little bell that did not ring, and walked back happily.

Well?

Did he make a friend?

I think I have a friend, right?

"Sister, what's the matter with the little boy looking for his mother?"

At about two o'clock in the morning, Zhang Xiaoqian and Zhang Jing left the subway station after work.

Zhang Jing sat in the car silently, fastened her seat belt, turned on a bottle of mineral water, started the car and drove more than two stops, "Have you heard of the subway construction a few years ago, and the subway collapsed and crushed more than 30 construction workers?" ”

"Listen...... I've heard of it. ”

"In fact, it was just that there were too many dead people that made a big fuss, and it couldn't be covered up before it came out. Before that, more than 100 people had been involved in accidents. As a result, this line took 20 years to plan and 20 years to repair. Zhang Jing took a deep breath, "According to those who are fine, but life is better than death, they all encountered the same problem, the little boy looking for his mother, and the bloody handprint." ”

"That'...... So what to do? ”

"Didn't Uncle Xiao come down from the Jade Emperor Mountain? Let's go, accompany me to invite Uncle Xiao. ”

Sister Zhang Jing went to find someone to solve this trouble overnight.

Zhang Liang returned to Baixian Nunnery, and as soon as he arrived at the gate, the bell on his wrist jingled and made a pleasant sound.

Under the eaves of the courtyard, in an unnoticed corner, a puppet hangs all year round.

Little puppet: Slave family, meet Lord Yin and Yang.

Little Woman with a Sword: Where are you?

small puppets; Under the eaves.

Little Woman with a Sword: Do you have anything to do with me?

Little puppet: My lord, I'm just bored and wandering around.

Praruo just found out that Zhang Liang was back, and took a look through this puppet, but he didn't plan to make a sound.

How do you know that Zhang Liang has an extra hundred ghost bells on his wrist?

Those who have killed one person are called evil ghosts, those who have killed ten people are called terrible ghosts, and the ghost kings who have killed a hundred people can no longer be regarded as ghosts, and belong to the category of yin gods. The Hundred Ghost Bell is an object condensed by the ghost king's anger that harms many people.

It's like a tree grows up, and it is a truth that it grows fruit.

The effect of this thing is of no use other than that of soul detection.

But it's very troublesome, don't try to avoid the perception of the hundred ghost bells within three zhang.

As one of the nine evil spirits, she can't hide from the detection of this thing, just like no matter how powerful you are, running out of sight of others, unless you pick out other people's eyes, how can you hide?

Prajna was embarrassed.

Little Woman with a Sword: Are you a pervert? Peep at me again in the future, and I'll stab you to death with a sword!

Lord Yin and Yang, please stab!

Prajna thought so, but he didn't dare to say it.

Little puppet: Pranya sends Yin and Yang to the Lord.

There was a thick grievance in the voice of the waves, as long as there were puppets, puppets, paper puppets, where they were, and what happened, she knew it.

Is this called voyeurism?

Prajna is extremely manic in his heart, waiting, waiting, waiting for the seal to be broken, and the first thing to blow to death is this sword man in one breath!

Zhang Liang left unhappily.