Cheng Mengyu, who was asleep, was startled by this roar, and then woke up in an instant.

Looking at Jingkong who was 'kneeling' on her 'body' in a bit of confusion, then sat up and floated in front of Jingkong: "What are you yelling at?" ”

Jingkong looked at Cheng Mengyu, who was tied, and pointed to the things on the incense offering table that had been broken, and asked, "You made those like that?" ”

Uh, I was so excited last night. Forget that these things are empty and can't be messed up: "Hehehe, boss, are you awake?" Did you sleep well yesterday? ”

"You don't change the subject for me. Say, did you get these? Jingkong asked viciously.

Cheng Mengyu lowered his head, bit his lip, and didn't speak.

"You speak to me." Seeing Cheng Mengyu's quiet appearance, Jingkong felt even more angry.

"If I say I didn't do it, do you believe it?" Cheng Mengyu raised his head and glanced at Jingkong quickly, then lowered his head and said with some bumps in his heart.

"Who did that?" Could it be the female ghost in red? It shouldn't be possible, after all, she was put into the ghost bottle by herself.

Cheng Mengyu was entangled for a moment: "It was made by my soul." ”

Cheng Mengyu felt that after he had just finished saying this, the whole house was suddenly eerily quiet.

"Heh... You continue. Kagagi laughed angrily. Make this excuse for doing something wrong. She's already a ghost, will she still have a soul? Have it? Have it? Fooling a three-year-old?

Looking at Jingkong's face that was obviously suppressing anger, Cheng Mengyu shrank his neck a little fearfully. Then he continued to break his head: "No, it wasn't my soul who did it. Actually, I sleepwalked and did it accidentally. ”

Jingkong gritted his teeth and looked at Cheng Mengyu, "You... Continue. "Ed.

"Really, I've had a habit of sleepwalking since I was a kid......"

"You're doing it anyway, aren't you? If you do something wrong, you should be punished! Slowly, he picked up the only undamaged peachwood sword on the incense table.

"Huh? You want to use a peachwood sword to subdue me? Cheng Mengyu said with a smile: "The peach wood sword can't hurt me, your memory is really poor." "That's right, Jingkong can't do anything with her, what was she afraid of just now?

"If you have the ability, you will beat me, you will beat me! Slightly~" Cheng Mengyu became fearless.

"Huh. The gall is quite fat. It seems that with a peachwood sword, you are not afraid! So I'd better switch to something else. Looking at Cheng Mengyu's underbeaten look, Jingkong's anger was even more useless.

After reciting the incantation, a red spirit rope suddenly appeared in his hand.

This spiritual rope and the spiritual rope tied to Cheng Mengyu are originally a pair, but one is used for catching ghosts, and the other is for catching demons.

Cheng Mengyu looked at the spirit rope in Jingkong's hand fearlessly: "Come and hit me, my skin is itchy!" "The way he frustrated must have been funny.

Cheng Mengyu's voice just fell. Jingkong took the rope in his hand and slapped Cheng Mengyu's buttocks hard.

"Sleep/groove..."How could this be, Cheng Mengyu screamed in pain and wanted to rub it with her hands, however, her hands couldn't move at all when she was tied.

Yes, although the props used by Taoist ghost hunting can't hurt her. But I can touch her! So it was used to hit her, just right. Why are I so stupid, I only reacted after the pain.

Seeing Kagami, he raised his hand holding the red rope again. She hurriedly floated far away from the mirror.

Jingkong looked at Cheng Mengyu with a smile: "What? Isn't it itchy? What to run? Come here, I'll help you scratch it. "It's good, you dare to run away without accepting punishment for doing something wrong.

"No, it's not itchy anymore. Hey! "I know it hurts, it's weird if I don't run, and I'm not stupid.

"I'm sorry, your skin is not itchy anymore, my hands are still itchy." Want to run? There is no such door.

"Little Kim, get her in front of me. Broke so many things for me, I can't just let her go! ”