Some time ago, I made a little money, and the clubhouse was young for a few days, and I came back to update it after spending it.

In summer, the days are long and the nights are short, but the sky will eventually get dark.

Looking at the sky, Zhao Jing looked at the time on his phone, it was exactly seven o'clock, and at this time, the dim street lights had begun to dye the ground yellow.

Although it is an off-the-beaten-path villa area, it is a place where rich people live, and the developer will not be so stingy that he will not get a few street lights.

Zhao Yuan had a lot of fun, the small peach sword in his hand kept changing in size, and from time to time it flashed with a golden halo, swaggering under the color of the street lamp.

This wooden sword is really cute.

Matter in nature is conserved, and nothing comes out of nothing. But the system fabricated such a cute peachwood sword out of thin air, which still made Zhao Jing's brain, which had been cleaned by the Sunflower Treasure Book, a little uncalm.

The three views are collapsing, and then reshaped.

Feeling that the time was about the same, Zhao Jing took Zhao Yuan's hand and prepared to go home.

Then, the two of them followed the road, and their eyes inevitably fell on the body of an aunt in the middle of the road.

That aunt has only half a face, and there is no shadow under the street lamp.

The system didn't make a sound, Zhao Jing lowered his head, and wanted Zhao Yuan to open the system to actively search for new tasks.

After a full calculation, Zhao Yuan has only recovered his lifespan for sixteen years now, not to mention whether it can increase indefinitely in the future, but at least a long life is a must, and there is no need to discuss.

Zhao Jing lowered his head but found that Zhao Yuan was stunned, then grabbed the small wooden sword, hugged his leg tightly, and looked at the aunt in front of him with a cowing gaze.

Zhao Jing looked at the aunt, and then at Zhao Yuan, who was flustered, a little puzzled.

The little girl could see these things when she was young, and believed that even more horrible and disgusting scenes had been seen, even though she did not know what horror and disgusting were.

However, how can you be scared when you see it?

"Yuanyuan, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Yuan felt the temperature of his father's big hand pressing on the top of his head, and raised his head, with pity in his eyes,

"Dad, this morning, this grandma was the one who murdered me."

Oh, Zhao Jing knows, she cried so badly this morning, in addition to being weak herself, this half-faced ghost is probably the fuse.

It's all bullied, so you have to take revenge. Zhao Jing had an idea at this time, and he didn't know what to do.

Zhao Jing leaned over, hugged Zhao Yuan tightly, compared his hand to his mouth, and said a few words in her ear.

Zhao Yuan's expression changed from fear to confusion, and then became excited, nodded again and again, looked up at the half-faced ghost's eyes, and became starry, just like seeing a wealth fan see gold.

The half-faced ghost aunt is not like a landscape under the beautiful street lamp, but it is like a storm that destroys the poetry.

She scratched her hair and looked at the father and daughter in front of her with some puzzlement.

Aunt remembers that the girl was the little doll who had yin and yang eyes and was scared to cry by herself this morning.

At this moment, the young man didn't know what he was talking to the little girl.

But seeing this scene, the ghost's six senses, which are more sensitive than ordinary people, made the aunt have a very bad premonition in her heart for no reason.

Then she saw the little girl break free from the embrace of the young man, holding a small wooden sword like a toy in her hand, and run towards her in a hurry.

Zhao Yuan, the super invincible little heavenly master in his father's mouth, came to his aunt with a happy face.

Auntie scratched her head, I don't know why, what are you going to do, little girl? Hell you're still so happy?

Zhao Yuan raised his head, crossed his waist with one hand, and stretched out a small wooden sword the length of an adult's palm and the width of two fingers with the other.

"Ha, I'm Bumpman, monster I'm going to beat you!"

After shouting, Zhao Yuan tilted his head, thought about it, and immediately changed his words as if something was wrong.

"Ha, I'm Little Heavenly Master Zhao Yuan, the demons and monsters are leaving!"

Looking at the little girl's passionate performance, Zhao Jing looked hey, hey, anyway, the Heavenly Master system has relied on Zhao Yuan, and there is no sign of unloading at all.

Then just make good use of it and train the little girl to become a little heavenly master, because he can't help Zhao Yuan do tasks for the rest of his life.

Dealing with this half-faced ghost is not a task searched out by the system, but the first task given to Zhao Yuan by Zhao Jing.

It is difficult for ordinary geists to harm ordinary people, not to mention that Zhao Yuan has a peachwood sword in his hand, so there is no need to worry.

"Click!"

Zhao Jing squatted under the street lamp very unsightly, took out melon seeds, and watched the little heavenly master's debut!

On the other side, the little girl's person was small, which made the aunt smile angrily, she stretched out her fat fingers, leaned over, and nodded in front of Zhao Yuan's forehead.

"Take a toy sword and think about the teacher, little friend, let's go back and watch your bumpy man fight monsters, my mother, I'm still in a hurry to go back to do my hair, I don't have time to play role-playing with you."

After speaking, the aunt shook her yellow split "hair" very coquettishly, and there was only half of the hair on that head.

The other half, flesh and blood blur.

The hair and flesh fluttering in the wind in the street lamp are really fucking terrifying, more terrifying than demons and monsters......

Zhao Jing saw this scene and looked at the handful of melon seeds in his hand again.

Completely lost appetite......

The first time I experienced it, it turned out that eating melon seeds also depends on the appetite......

Zhao Yuan was simple-minded, but he didn't think there was anything about it.

Hearing that the aunt didn't want to play with her, she puffed out her cheeks at this moment, and her childish and cute face overflowed the whole air.

"I don't care, Dad said he was going to send you to another world, just like Ning Ning. It's like Bumpman knocking monsters away. ”

The little heavenly master raised the small wooden sword in his hand, and the small wooden sword immediately bloomed with a burst of golden light.

After listening to Zhao Yuan's words, Aunt Halfmian was about to sneer, when suddenly a terrifying aura came to her face.

"Ahh

Zhao Yuan was stunned for a moment, waved the glowing small wooden sword in his hand, and then a fine light appeared in his eyes.

"Hey, that's fun!"

Immediately, she found that the aunt had run away, and immediately took small steps, waving a small wooden sword and chasing after her.

"Hey-ha! Blame...... Demons, monsters, don't run! ”

"Don't run!"

"I'll run again...... I'll just ......"

"Oh, ugly grandma, don't run away, let me catch it!"

……

The half-faced ghost aunt is very pitiful, not only is her eyes invisible, but she is also chased by the little heavenly master with the evil magic weapon, and she is also called ugly by the innocent child and called the grandmother......

So Zhao Jing, who was squatting, saw such a scene.

Zhao Yuan grabbed the small wooden sword and chased after the half-faced ghost, and one person and one ghost circled around the lamp pole.

Zhao Yuan stopped and stomped his feet from time to time because of his short calves.

I can't catch up, I'm so angry!

The half-faced ghost was flashed by the dark light of the wooden sword, and lost its vision, direction, and ability to flutter, and could only run around the pillar.

Zhao Jing held his forehead, he didn't see it, and a heavenly master fighting ghosts was played as the king of Qin around the pillar......

Zhao Yuan was tired of chasing, so he simply stopped, flattened his mouth, and looked at his father aggrievedly.

And the "King of Qin" has been "walking around the pillar......

Seeing Zhao Jing pointing to the peachwood sword in her hand, the smart little girl immediately understood.

There seemed to be an inspiration circulating in his heart, Zhao Yuan raised the small wooden sword, raised it all the way to the back of his head, and then probably threw it at the running aunt, and at the same time squealed.

"Great!"

"Big big!"

The small wooden sword quickly grew and turned into a long sword about a meter long.

"Chase!"

Somehow, Zhao Yuan took the command to "chase" very smoothly, and the peachwood sword penetrated half of the ghost's body in the blink of an eye.

The half-faced ghost stopped, lowered his hands covering his face, and looked down at the blade of the sword passing through his chest in a daze.

"This ...... What is this......"