There are many practical small spells in the Sunflower Treasure Book, for example, Zhao Jing and his daughter are now using spells to cover their own anger.

entered the lively ghost gathering, and Zhao Yuan's mood slowly stabilized. After all, she has been exposed to all kinds of ghosts since she was a child, and in her consciousness, these things are common sense. What's more, a three-year-old child doesn't understand what the ghost means to ordinary people.

Looking at the cool figure passing by, Zhao Yuan not only did not feel frightened, but also looked around curiously.

"Dad, are we shopping now?"

Usually, Zhao Yuan often sees the ghost outside, and then he will say some inexplicable things, and sometimes he will cry, saying who bullies her. So Zhao Feiyan rarely takes her out to play.

It's rare that people who see Liang Liang now have someone to talk to, and Zhao Yuan's little face is full of excitement. Children are like this, their emotions become very fast, they cry when they want to cry, they laugh when they want to laugh, and they have no worries and no vision.

"yes."

Zhao Jing couldn't cry or laugh, he was taking you shopping, but he was shopping in a ghost street.

The two walked around the bazaar, but the lonely imp didn't find it, but Zhao Yuan's voice kept ringing.

"Daddy, I want this!"

"This this, I want ......"

"This one looks delicious."

……

Zhao Yuan was very excited, and when he saw the strange things on these ghost vendors' stalls, he couldn't stop screaming excitedly.

Zhao Jing tightened his arms tightly, not letting her continue to twist around, looking at the big eyes full of anticipation, shaking his head, and saying with a regretful face: "Dad has no money!" ”

Zhao Yuan was suddenly not very interested, and hung her head, she also knew that she had to pay for buying things, her father had no money, and she didn't have money, so they couldn't buy things.

Zhao Jing wiped his sweat, how can a woman in this world love to buy and buy, even a little girl is no exception.

Just as they were about to turn around, a string of sugar gourds appeared in front of the father and daughter.

"Here you go!"

A cute little girl, dressed in tatters, handed Zhao Yuan a string of red sugar gourds, and she was still holding a string in her other hand.

"Thank you!"

Zhao Yuan replied sweetly, and then bent down vigorously, trying to reach out and take the string of sugar gourds, and the little girl also stood on tiptoe, but still couldn't reach it.

Looking at the string of white candles, Zhao Jing's face darkened, he grabbed Zhao Yuan's hand back, and then said to the little girl: "Thank you, little sister, you can keep it for yourself, we have eaten." ”

Zhao Yuan pulled Zhao Jing's ears and said with a flat mouth: "Dad lied to people, Yuan Yuan didn't eat it." ”

The two stared wide-eyed.

The little girl looked up at the father and daughter with a candle in her hand, a little dazed.

You guys...... Do you want it or not?

"Little beggar, stop!"

Suddenly, a rough voice came from not far away.

Hearing this voice, the little girl immediately panicked and ran away.

Zhao Jing turned his head to look at the source of the voice, a bearded man with a scarred face, squeezed out of a large group of ghosts, and on his shoulder, he was also carrying a handful of rice handles, which were filled with white candles.

The man with the scar stepped a few meters away, caught up with the short-legged little girl in three or two strokes, and kicked her out from behind.

The little girl flew forward a few meters, then fell to the ground, the two candles in her hand broken into several pieces.

Zhao Jing covered Zhao Yuan's eyes in time when the scarred man came out. He looked at the little girl who was trampled on the little back by the scarred man and cried bitterly, and his heart was very uncomfortable. The little girl was about the same age as Zhao Yuan before she died, and she was bullied by evil ghosts after her death, which was really pitiful.

There was already a large group of ghosts surrounding him.

"Scar, other people's kids, what are you bullying her for?"

"It's just ......"

"Face, Scar, that's for a little girl!"

“……”

These ghosts are all pointing fingers, but none of them are willing to make a move, in fact, they are all here to see the fun.

Sure enough, even if a person dies, the inferior nature is still there. When a person is standing, he doesn't have a backache after all.

"Noise! This little kid stole my sugar gourd, why can't I beat her up. The man with the scar threw a handful of sugar gourds aside, crossed his hands on his waist, and was unceremonious to the people who ate melons: "Is there anyone who is not convinced?" Stand up and talk to me. ”

A group of people...... Oh no, the group of ghosts suddenly became dumbfounded, and they only lowered their voices and muttered a few words, and then ignored them.

Zhao Jing looked at the world after death, and shook his head, it seems that it is not much different from the world before his death.

However, he is not qualified to accuse or spit on them, because he himself is the same, and he still chooses to retreat under the premise of being able.

is also for selfishness, although the matter in front of him is trivial to him now, but he is still shouldering his daughter's life, and he doesn't want to meddle in things, for fear of accidents.

If he didn't have that premise, he might not mind making a move, but right now, no.

Zhao Jing lifted Zhao Yuan's body and turned around, preparing to leave this group of ghosts. God knows if there will be any flesh and blood flying here, and the head is dismembered and full of body art.

This kind of picture may be flocked to by some perverted artists, but he doesn't like it very much, and he is even more reluctant to let Zhao Yuan see it, which is not good for the growth of children.

"If you are not convinced, come out and talk to me about Scar. It's not that I'm arrogant, but everyone here is spicy chicken! ”

The proud laughter of the scar man came from behind him, and Zhao Jing shook his head again, what a familiar line this is, but often the person who says this sentence will not end up too well.

Because at this time, there will always be a righteous voice coming out, and then the hero who roared when he saw the injustice stepped on the colorful auspicious clouds, wearing a golden armor, and fell from the sky.

It's better to go first, so as not to be forced to be affected.

"Why are you bullying!"

Zhao Jing, who had already smelled a certain thick breath in advance, had just stepped out with his right foot, and before he landed, the crowd ...... There was a sentence full of trampling words in the Ou Bu ghost group.

This voice is as crisp as a silver bell fluttering in the wind, and like a yellow warbler crying in the trees in spring.

Zhao Jing's feet were in the air and froze.

The surrounding ghosts quickly moved their positions, and suddenly Zhao Jing's side became empty.

He turned his head to look at Zhao Yuan, who was full of anger, Zhao Yuan gave him a look, then raised his small fist and waved it vigorously at the scarred man.

"Humph! You bad uncle, bully, I'll let my dad beat you! ”

The squeaky ghost street suddenly fell silent, and the crows on the branches that had become wandering spirits cried out at the right time.

It's inexplicable that the warrior who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger is himself.

This is complicated to explain, from the father who is poor and has no money to buy things, to a candle pretending to be a sugar gourd, to the cute and kind daughter who accidentally cheats on her father......

In short, he is now some kind of aura.

"Hahahaha!"

"Just with this little monkey, I'm afraid you're not joking!"

"Hahaha, I can't help it, I'm laughing to death!"

The man with the scar laughed and laughed like a pig.

Zhao Jing turned around, changed Zhao Yuan's hug posture, and then faced the scarred man who was smiling happily, and nodded affirmatively: "My good daughter is not joking, just me, Yuanyuan's father." ”

Looking at Zhao Jing, and then at the scarred man, a little star appeared in Zhao Yuan's eyes: "Yes, it's up to my father!" ”

The man with the scar laughed wildly while holding his stomach and came to Zhao Jing's side, suddenly with a hideous face and raised his fist.

"You're looking for it!"

With the big fist in front of him, Zhao Yuan's face turned pale and covered his face with both hands.

After the "bang", Zhao Yuan hugged Zhao Jing's neck tightly, frightened.

Gently patting Zhao Yuan's back, Zhao Jing was a little distressed. I was not in good health, and it must be very uncomfortable to be scared again. For the first time after more than ten years of salted fish, he felt that being strong could really protect the people around him.

Zhao Yuan usually has a quiet personality, and with his encouragement, he has just begun to be lively, although he is a little naughty, but this is a good trend. Fortunately, in this field that ordinary people can't reach, he still has the ability to let Zhao Yuan maintain this cheerfulness.

"I'm not afraid, you see, that bad guy was beaten down by my father."

Zhao Yuan followed Zhao Jing's fingers and looked over, the vicious man with a scar was lying a few meters away, hunched over, covering his lower abdomen, and rolling in pain.

The man with the scar is both a resentful soul and a wronged soul, and he is almost the most ferocious and powerful in this bazaar. But in front of Zhao Jing's eyes, it was a small minion-like existence.

Seeing Zhao Jing's feet blooming with golden light, he kicked the scarred man away, and the ghosts were silent. At this time, a feeling of a wolf walking behind and a tiger entering the front door rose from their hearts.

Zhao Yuan's eyes slowly regained their brilliance, and then he wanted to break free from Zhao Jing's embrace. Zhao Jing squatted down and let go of Zhao Yuan, but saw her running out happily.

Before he let go of his hand, Zhao Jing suddenly felt bad in his heart, Zhao Yuan had already run to the little girl's side in a blink of an eye, and before she could stop it, she helped the little girl who was sitting on the ground and had not recovered from the shock.

Zhao Yuan wanted to grab the little girl's arm, but he felt that he couldn't touch anything, as if he was grabbing air. Then she tried a few more times, and the results were still the same.

Zhao Yuan scratched his head and looked at Zhao Jing, looking a little distressed.

And then...... Zhao Jing also scratched his head, and he was also distressed......

I only heard the scarred man stumbling to his feet and pointing at Zhao Yuan in horror.

She ...... She is a living person! ”

Then he pointed at Zhao Jing again, was stunned, and screamed again: "He...... He's a ...... Heavenly Master! ”

Zhao Jing rubbed his eyebrows, and the more he spoke, the more he stammered, it was really embarrassing for the man with a scar.

But the bad thing is that the other ghosts got it. One tore off the camouflage and turned into black shadows, flying all over the sky.

"The living?!"

"Got into the living, damn it!"

"We little wandering spirits, the soul body is inherently unstable. If the yang energy of a living person leaks out, we may lose the opportunity to be reincarnated. ”

"yes, let's run!"

"Still chatting, there is a heavenly master, if you don't want to be accepted, run away."

“……”

For a while, ghosts howled, and the lively market gradually disappeared and became the original appearance of the park.

Zhao Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then rushed into Zhao Jing's arms with a loud scream.

A moment later, Zhao Jing looked at the empty park, and these wandering spirits were hiding underground one by one.

In principle, none of them have done anything hurtful, and Zhao Jing is not qualified to forcibly pull them out, which is against the peace of heaven.

But for the sake of Zhao Yuan, Zhao Jing didn't want to think about it so much, this task must be completed.

Zhao Jing's heart froze, one hand condensed a faint golden light, and was about to forcibly pull an unlucky ghost out to be reincarnated, when a little girl appeared in front of him.

"Heavenly Master, please send me away! I don't want to go back and be bullied by them. ”