How can such a question be?!

Could it be that if you encounter a ghost, you will either take it or kill it, isn't this even common sense?

You haven't seen a ghost, but you've probably watched TV.

The little ghost classmate was speechless.

And Wong Tai Sin didn't have time to roll his eyes at the little proprietress at all.

His current energy is focused on how to take away the naughty imp in front of him.

Under his nose, so rampant, so in broad daylight, he actually dared to come out.

And what he fears most in his heart is ...... The yin road rush that I calculated was actually true.

And in this house of Chong, there is also his sister and brother-in-law's family.

In any case, they must be suppressed, and they must not affect my sister.

The heart must be dispelled with distracting thoughts.

Daisen pulled out another talisman from the bag.

As for what the talisman is, Xiao Ling can't understand it anyway.

But judging from the reaction of the little ghost in the corner, it should be very powerful.

Look, how much he trembles.

However, no matter how powerful he is, he is reluctant to throw away his mobile phone...... What's in this phone?

Is it worth his desperate protection?

I don't know.

And Daxian's movements did not pause for a moment.

He pinched the charm and swiped it along the body of the peachwood sword to the tip of the sword.

He shouted, "Go!" ”

The talisman was like a legendary sword qi, catapulting from the sword's body.

Daxian shouted again, "Look! ”

It's about to be thrown at the imp.

And the little ghost is even more curled up in a ball, holding the mobile phone in both hands, protecting his head......

In this moment of lightning.

That talisman, but at the moment when it was about to hit the imp.

It actually flew into the air.

Stop there again in the volley.

It didn't stick to the wall, it didn't fall to the ground, it didn't fall out of the window, it didn't stick to the curtains.

Just hovering in the air.

Constant trembling.

Accompanied by a terrible scream.

It was like a fire in the hand, and it was like a stab in the leg...... Oh no, it's like someone stabbed off your leg.

So miserable, so painful.

And the little imp, although he was not hit by the talisman, also cried.

Crying like a ghost child.

What's going on?

"There's a new ghost." The little ghost said softly.

"Huh?!" In broad daylight, a naughty ghost popped out recklessly, which was already quite bizarre.

So, who is this second ghost? Why did it come out?

Is that dangling talisman attached to it?

Just as Xiao Ling was stunned, the little ghost classmate also took out a talisman and sprayed a mouthful of saliva while throwing it......

Burst!

"Now!"

And then......

It's like a photo shutter, and a static picture appears next to the little ghost who is crying in the corner.

Yes, it's photos.

The talisman was attached to a black "hand".

The black, as if it had been burned into charcoal.

Could it be that the talisman thrown by the great immortal can burn the ghost into charcoal?

And the ghost with this charcoal hand was terrified, and his eyes were not looking at the talisman or the hand.

Instead, he stared at the little imp who was struggling around.

The look in his eyes...... Yes, lovingkindness, mercy.

How is this look completely different from the ghost look on TV?

Aren't the eyes of ghosts all sharp and terrifying?

How can it be love???

"Looks like this is the imp's mother." Although the talisman is still moving, it has never matched the seat in the "photo".

The "photo" of the little ghost classmate just shows the appearance of the ghost at that moment with something like a shutter.

The real ghost is still moving.

But it was clear that it didn't care about that terrible talisman on its body.

It only cares about that little ghost.

The love and pity of the ghost mother, and the cry of the little ghost.

It made Daisen pause.

This was a complete accident.

But think about it: one ghost itself is already bad, and if there is another one, then take another one.

Daisen took out another mirror. Daxian's shriveled bag, how can it be loaded!

How is it like the belly of a fat blue man?

The back of this mirror seems to be made of copper, and it draws a gossip pattern.

It's an ordinary mirror.

But it doesn't seem to be.

The screams in that corner became even more intense.

Yes, it's like being held with a knife, compared to the eyeball.

It's like someone on TV with a soldering iron from a brazier and pressing it on your chest.

And Daxian, who didn't know what he saw, threw the mirror to the little ghost classmate, and went to the bag to pick up something.

I hurriedly dug for a while, but I didn't seem to get what I wanted.

"Glutinous rice!" Daxian roared.

"Okay." The imp turned around and rushed out the door. He put the mirror on Xiao Ling's hand.

Xiao Ling has been in a daze, almost not holding the mirror.

It's okay, it's okay.

Xiao Ling carefully picked up the mirror and looked at it......

It's over!

No wonder Daxian is in such a hurry.

In the mirror, how can looking at the whole room be different from what you see with your own eyes?

In the mirror, in this room, there are many, many people:

The one in the corner was a big kid in a ragged garment. The garment, noticeably shorter, was like the rest of what other children wore;

Next to the eldest child was a woman dressed in old clothes but trying to be clean. A blackened hand with a talisman on top. The other hand caressed the big child lovingly;

At the door of the room, trembling, were two old men. Looks like the grandparents of a big child. Trembling on crutches, I wanted to rush up, but I was afraid of the talisman

……

In the mirror, the appearance of the room was like a roof, and Xiao Ling's own feet were standing in the eaves as if they were "molded".

Where is the world in the mirror?

Was it here before the hotel was built, or was it somewhere else?

If the woman is the child's mother, and the two old men are the child's grandparents, what about his father?

While Xiao Ling was guessing, the little ghost classmate had returned.

Holding a large bowl of glutinous rice in his hand, he threw rice on the ground while panting while running.

When I got to the room, I had already dropped half a bowl.

Those two, oh no, are four.

The four people in the mirror, when they saw the bowl of rice, screamed at the same time, and disappeared in unison.

Leaving only the phone, it fell face down to the ground.

Only the big child who couldn't be hidden by Daxian was left with a "manifest" charm, and was dragged away by his mother......

Showing his form, he can't walk through the wall, he can only pull up the window in a daze.

Then, against the sun, which was gradually setting westward, he ran all the way to the back building.

Only footprints and two wisps of black smoke were left behind.

The screams grew farther and farther away, and finally, drifted into the open space of the back building.

And this room of people. Wong Tai Sin, a little ghost classmate, a boss lady, two little beauties, a photography uncle, and a big brother Wu......

They all fell silent.

They all wiped their heads with sweat.

And at this time, the back building is ...... There is a situation!