"I was setting up the enchantment just now, and his ability is quite amazing, sensing the nightmare aura on my body, he broke into the enchantment. When we met, I invited him to come and sit down. The man in the gown said calmly, skillfully boiling water and making tea.

"Can you sense the nightmare breath on your body, the natural nightmare radar?" The little girl tilted her head, with a pair of childish watery eyes, and looked at Wang Pu curiously.

But Wang Pu didn't dare to treat her as a curious baby anymore.

This guy, is it Tianshan Tong's grandmother?

Obviously no matter how you look at it, she is a childish little girl, but she is so strong.

Wang Pu still can't figure out how he was recruited just now.

The little girl didn't have the embarrassment of teaching Wang Pu a lesson just now, she walked over, stretched out her white and tender palm, and pinched Wang Pu's body.

"Hmm~~ King Kong Force?"

The little girl stretched her nose, blinked her eyes, looked at Wang Pu, shook her head and said, "I didn't expect anyone else to have such a thankless ability, are you a monk?" The monks I know awaken are all long-range attack abilities such as the Death Mantra and the Great Ming Mantra, and even in a dream, there are not many people who dare to rush up and fight the nightmare hand-to-hand. ”

Wang Pu got up from the ground, pointed to his hair that had not been cut for a month, and said angrily: "Do you think I look like a monk?" ”

"Who knows, it's not very common for monks nowadays to marry a wife and have children and lead a practice?" The little girl looked disapproving, and then said thoughtfully, "But King Kong Li, uncle, do you want him to help with psychics?" Speaking of which, you're a good fit. ”

"Wait, I don't even know you yet?" Wang Pu shouted, and the little girl's appearance of catching a strong man made him vigilant.

The man in the coat made a cup of tea, handed it to Wang Pu, and motioned for Wang Pu to sit down and talk.

Wang Pu walked over, sat down at the tea table, took the teacup, and said, "My name is Wang Pu, I don't know what to call you?" ”

The man in the gown said, "You can call me Mr. Ling." As for Xue Jing—"

Mr. Ling paused for a moment, then said in a somewhat helpless tone, "You just call her Teacher Chen!" ”

"Teacher Chen?"

Wang Pu glanced at the little girl, and his face was a little embarrassed: "This is not very good, right?" ”

Although Chen Xuejing's strength is much stronger than him, and it is a little unfathomable, no matter how you look at it, she is an eight-year-old girl.

He is an old man, called an eight-year-old girl teacher, and he is really a little difficult to speak.

"Yes."

Chen Xuejing continued to lie back on the sofa to watch the soap opera, and nodded approvingly: "I also think that the teacher is still not suitable for me, do you think this palace, or the old lady, which is more suitable for me to use to call myself?" ”

Wang Pu's face was black, and he wanted to say that little girl, you misunderstood me.

Mr. Ling sighed: "If a girl wants to be elegant, it's good to call herself a teacher, both seniority and solemnity, anyway, you have been a teacher for a while." ”

As if seeing Wang Pu's embarrassment, Mr. Ling continued: "Don't look at Xue Jing's appearance like this, she is older than you, and it is not a disadvantage for you to call her a teacher. ”

Wang Pu was a little surprised, glanced at Chen Xuejing, and subconsciously blurted out:

"Legal Lori!"

As soon as the words came out, Wang Pu knew that it was going to be bad.

Sure enough, as soon as this thought arose, the next moment Wang Pu immediately found that he had a skin-to-skin blind date with the floor again, and Chen Xuejing stepped on his back angrily, gritting her teeth.

Still, Wang Pu doesn't know how he was recruited.

Fortunately, Chen Xuejing was not heavy and did not have much strength, and was trampled on her back by an eight-year-old girl...... Well, let's play games with her!

"Legal Lori? Does the teacher look loli? Chen Xuejing squinted her eyes and said in an unkind tone, her right foot stepped Wang Pu's back, twisting back and forth.

A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, Wang Pu has completely understood, it is estimated that Chen Xuejing is not big, she is too resistant to her immature appearance, and she especially hates that others use words like cute to describe her, so she hurriedly said: "Slip of the tongue, this is a slip of the tongue, Mr. Chen is mighty and domineering, and he is old and fierce!" ”

Mr. Ling also frowned and said, "Xue Jing, don't bully guests like this. ”

"Humph! Count you as acquaintances! ”

Chen Xuejing moved her feet at this time.

Wang Pu got up again, patted his clothes, and was quite curious.

Chen Xuejing doesn't look like the kind of stunted development, dwarfism, she is completely a little girl carved in pink, whether it is her voice, eyes, or even movements, she exudes a childish spirit unique to children.

As if seeing Wang Pu's doubts, Mr. Ling said: "She didn't grow up because of illness, but because of her ability. ”

What kind of ability it is, Mr. Ling didn't explain.

Wang Pu couldn't help but guess in his heart, what ability could make Chen Xuejing grow up, as if he stopped at the age of eight, and it could also make him unaware of the trick.

However, Wang Pu couldn't think of a clue after thinking about it, so he had to look at Mr. Ling.

In comparison, the psychic that Mr. Ling just talked about also made him very interested.

Although it is now known that Mr. Ling is not a nightmare.

But Wang Pu sensed too strong a nightmare aura from Mr. Ling, and the closer he got to it, the stronger this negative aura became.

Across a tea table, Wang Pu felt that Mr. Ling's whole body was like a composition of negative energy.

"Mr. Ling, what exactly is the psychic you just mentioned, can you tell me more about it?" Wang Pu asked.

Mr. Ling took a sip of tea, and then said slowly: "The so-called psychic is actually literal. It's just that I'm not communicating with dead people, nor ghosts, but nightmares. In the long run, it is inevitable that there will be a nightmare on your body. ”

"I'm not going to hide it, I asked you to come over because I want to ask you for help with something, it has something to do with psychics."

Wang Pu felt that Mr. Ling did not say everything.

It's not about leaving a nightmare behind, it's like dealing with nightmares too often, being eroded by nightmares, and becoming nightmares.

"Is channeling dangerous?"

Wang Pu asked.

Mr. Ling did not hide it, and said bluntly: "Dealing with nightmares is naturally risky. However, the general psychic is not a big deal, especially if you awaken the vajra power, your physical fitness is far better than that of ordinary people, and you are more resistant to the breath of nightmares. ”

Chen Xuejing added: "Uncle just needs to psychic something, but his body is overwhelmed, and he originally wanted to hold on to the trip, but you happened to come and wanted to ask for your help." Young man, the teacher is very optimistic about you! ”

You look at me, but I don't think about myself.

Wang Pu shook his head.

In his eyes, Mr. Ling is unfathomable, and even Mr. Ling's body has been eroded like this by the nightmare breath because of psychic.

He didn't think his little body could take a few nails.

"Can I refuse?"