Hemming had a bad premonition!

He wanted to ask Milk Dumpling what he could do, first say it and listen to it, and see if it was feasible, and then he saw Milk Dumpling start to pick up her hair!

Or her own hair!

After all, he didn't either!

He can accept a few roots, after all, the milk ball looks at the thick and lush hair, and he can't see anything at all.

But in the blink of an eye, the milk ball will make herself bald!

Yes!

Just now, there was a milk ball with black and thick hair, and he directly turned himself into a little bald!

Turned yourself into a little bald man!

Turned into a little bald!

！！！！

Hemming was so shocked that he couldn't find his voice.

"Little ...... Kids, you ......"

Milk Dumpling felt her whole head flutter, but she didn't have time to pay attention to it for the time being, in order to stop sneezing, she slipped the hair in her hand into a ball, which quickly turned into a black solid black ball.

Because of the blessing of the power of the little princess of the underworld, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, it is estimated that even Haiming would not have been able to see at a glance that the black ball in the milk dumpling was her hair.

The black ball is done, the inside is hollow, and the milk dumpling snaps its fingers.

"Boom!"

Whether it was the team of three elements of ghosts and things she had brought over before, or the ghosts that couldn't be installed in the backyard of Mingjue Temple, they all rushed over.

Hemming: "......"

Not far away, Master Huizhi and other monks of the temple were discussing with Chen Jiantao how to settle the temporarily harmless ghosts: "......"

Chen Jiantao hurriedly looked back.

I just saw all the ghosts disappear in an instant.

Chen Jiantao swallowed his saliva and subconsciously shouted.

"Cubs?"

When the milk dumpling heard Uncle Chen's voice, she jumped up and ran towards him with a small ball containing tens of thousands of ghost things.

"Uncle Chen."

Chen Jiantao looked at the bouncing and running towards him, his face was still the same face, but the milk ball with his hair missing thought he was dazzled.

He doesn't care where the ghosts are, nine times out of ten it was Heming's ghost!

But cub hair must not be lost!

Chen Jiantao was so excited that he was about to break his voice.

"Where's your hair, cub?"

Milk dumplings held a black ball the size of a pearl-red watermelon and held the small black ball up for him to see.

"It's all here!"

Chen Jiantao: "......"

That's a ball, right?

As if he guessed that Uncle Chen couldn't recognize it at once, Milk Tuanzi hurriedly put the ball in his hand, and reminded him with a milky voice.

"Uncle Chen, when you touch it, is it particularly soft and delicate? Carefully pull and pull, it's all one by one! ”

Chen Jiantao: "......"

It's very delicate and soft, but it's extraordinary...... The cub has become a little bald head!

If Huo Shenling knew, I was afraid that he would not have to peel his skin!

After all, he was with the milk ball, which in disguise means that he didn't take good care of the cubs!

There was not the slightest eerie aura around, and he estimated that Haiming had used some method to temporarily suppress it all.

Right!

Hamming!

Chen Jiantao remembered that when Master Huizhi pulled him to discuss the problem of ghosts and things to stay just now, Haiming went to find milk dumplings.

Heming is a monk!

The head is bare!

He saw the strangeness of Milk Dumpling, so he used the fastest way to get Milk Dumpling to agree to convert to Buddhism, and instantly shaved his face into a little bald head?

Chen Jiantao was shocked by his own brain supplement!

But this is the most reasonable!

Thinking of this, Chen Jiantao couldn't hold it steady anymore.

He panted like a cow, and ran violently towards Haiming, who was wandering in the sky.

"Hemming! Did you, bald donkey, eat the bear's heart and leopard gall? You actually instigated the shaving of the milk ball, she is a three-and-a-half-year-old milk ball, does she know what the shaving means? ”

"Black-hearted old bald donkey, I unloaded you!"

Chen Jiantao scolded and scolded, and pounced fiercely.

Milk dumplings: "Huh? ”

The defenseless Heming, who was still bald by the milk ball himself, his hair and brain were blank, and the defenseless Heming was kicked into the gutter next to him by him.

"Whew! Hiss! Chen Jiantao, what are you crazy about? ”

Chen Jiantao jumped down and chased after him.

"What am I crazy about? Lao Tzu beat you to death for your immorality! ”

"When did the poor monk stop talking about morality?"

"Chen Jiantao, I warn you to stop, otherwise I will shoot back!"

"Oh! I'm afraid you'll fight back? You fight, if you don't fight back, Lao Tzu looks down on you! ”

"Poor Monk...... Hiss...... Poor Monk ...... Chen Jiantao, you belong to a dog, and you still bitten it? ”

……

The milk dumpling ran over with her radish legs and yelled on the side of the gutter.

"Uncle Chen, master, don't fight!"

"It's not right to fight! Stop it! ”

……

No one listened to her!

Chen Jiantao's blood was surging, and he hated to kill Haiming.

After all, if he didn't beat Haiming half to death, Huo Shenling estimated that he would be sent to be cremated directly!

As for what others say, it doesn't matter what the milk dumplings are shouting!

Milk dumplings can't be without hair!

It is necessary to beat the initiator Hai Ming before Huo Shenling arrives, this is the best means of self-preservation!

As for Heming, who was beaten, he was confused, and he didn't know where he was immoral.

But he is a monk, and he is used to being compassionate, and he says that he will fight back, and he shows mercy every time.

A poor monk, every time he wanted to ask the reason, he was greeted by Chen Jiantao's big fist.

Both of them are strong and big men, and the drainage ditch is not spacious, but it is very deep, and the two of them fall into it, and they can't go up or down, and at first glance, they are inseparable.

Master Huizhi hurried over with his disciples and Xu Xing and others from the special department, and Xu Xing took the lead in scooping up the milk dumplings lying next to the ditch to help.

"Ouch! Adults, don't worry about the milk balls, their physique, you will be injured by mistake if you fall, and you can't stand their punches. ”

Milk dumplings hurriedly explained: "Uncle, no, the cub wants to tell them ......"

Xu Xing had already picked him up and retreated, for fear of being injured by mistake.

"Milk dumplings, adults, children don't mix!"

Anyway, the boss has thick skin and thick meat, and the other party is a famous monk, so he can't be broken!

Xu Xing held the milk dumpling and retreated far away, subconsciously raising his hand to touch the head of the milk dumpling.

And then......

Stunned.

But the cute and meaty milk dumplings have become bald milk dumplings!

He turned his head sharply to look at the two big guys who were inseparable from each other, and the first thought that came to him was exactly the same as Chen Jiantao.

Master Hemming wants his apprentice to go crazy, right?

Three-and-a-half-year-old milk dumplings are flickering!

At this moment, there was a disbelieving young male voice next to him.

"Cubs?"

Xu Xing was startled, and retreated three steps away with the milk dumpling in his arms.

"Who are you?"

Another child's voice came with a thick pumping sound.

"Cubs?"

Milk dumplings turned their heads to see that they were actually Uncle Daddy and the third brother, she hurriedly got out of Xu Xing's arms, and threw herself into Daddy's arms with the little black ball.

"Daddy! Brother-in-law! Third brother! You're coming! ”

Daddy Huo's voice was a little unsteady: "Cub ......"

Seeing the little head of the milk dumpling that was bare and shiny in the sun, Daddy Huo cracked directly!