When someone holds it, it is very well-behaved, does not cry or make trouble, its voice is soft and glutinous, it does not understand the adult world, and only thinks it is its own problem.

Fu Jia's nose was sour, and he blurted out: "Who said that you no one likes you!" ”

The little girl's eyes widened incredulously, round and bright, like grapes, very beautiful.

Fu Jia regretted it a little as soon as he said it, but when he was looked at by those eyes, he couldn't bear it, and gritted his teeth: "Your father and I... Like you! ”

Seeing that the little girl's black and white eyes were little bit surprised, Fu Jia breathed a sigh of relief.

Actually, it's not that scary.

The little girl is very clean, her face is fleshy, white and red, her complexion is very healthy, and she is not dead white at all.

In addition to the coldness on the body, how to look at how to be likable.

In the summer, it was still cool to hold on to the ice, thinking about it like this, Fu Jia saw that the little girl became more and more pleasing to the eye.

His hanging heart fell back into his stomach at once, and he smiled at it from the bottom of his heart.

The little girl shouted in a milky voice: "Dad~"

Fu Jia choked for a moment, he wanted to change his name, he is a big man with yellow flowers, and he has an inexplicable daughter, do you want to find a wife!

As soon as he hesitated, he felt two cold eyes fall on him, and as soon as he raised his head, he was met with the reproachful gaze of the assistant.

Fu Jia couldn't wait to rush up and shake his shoulder, have you figured out who the boss is, hey!

The other came from Lu Li, and her eyes seemed to say that if he didn't, he would throw him into the demon pile.

Hell knows why he read that from her eyes, hey!

Fu Jia complained wildly in his heart.

Chu Hanxing said lightly: "It helped you." ”

Fu Jia drove this car for five days, and there were no accidents during this period because the ghost baby helped him block it, and that time the ghost hit the wall too violently, and the other party was a powerful ghost, and it consumed too much ghost power to kill the other party.

Fu Jia was stunned for a moment, as if he had knocked over the condiments, and he had mixed tastes.

He suddenly felt that he was blind and could not see the world clearly.

His self-conceived best friend is behind him, trying to make him die, while the truly terrifying ghosts stand in front of him to protect him.

Fu Jia lived for more than 20 years, and for the first time he doubted himself.

Seeing Fu Jia in a daze, the little girl didn't give up, and called out in a milky voice: "Dad." ”

Fu Jia sighed and hugged it from Lu Li's arms: "Hey, Dad is here." ”

The little girl called again: "Dad~"

"Hey, baby."

"Daddy~"

"In the cub."

……

After calling back and forth, Fu Jia had fully recognized this title in the end.

There was a touch of cunning in the little girl's eyes, and she covered her mouth and secretly laughed and trembled, and the atmosphere in the car became relaxed.

Chu Hanxing glanced at it inadvertently, it was quite clever, the other party should have deliberately asked Taishan Niangniang for it.

Since they all went to the temple to ask for a child, then she will definitely pay attention to her state at all times, and it can be inferred from what the ghost baby said that the other party was not sad when she had a miscarriage, so she must know that she was pregnant.

But if she is a little reluctant, the ghost baby will not leave her, but chooses to stay in the car.

The child was begged by herself, so why did she deliberately mess around to make herself miscarry, for a large amount of comfort? Or is there something unspeakable?

Or maybe it's because she's pregnant with a girl.

……

After a person loses his soul, the soul will generally go to the place where he usually goes, and the place is popular and familiar, which will make the soul feel at ease.

And Fu Jia's spirit, according to Chu Hanxing's speculation, should be the hotel where he lived in the city next door before.

The group arrived at two o'clock in the evening, the hotel was owned by Fu Jia and his company, he had a special room, and they didn't have much effort to get to the suite.

"Wow, Dad, there are so many people~"

At night, everyone is asleep, where is there anyone.

It's clearly ......

Fu Jia and the assistant were still open at this time, and the two glanced at each other and swallowed at the same time.

The stairwell, at the end of the corridor, is full of Piao.

They weren't as clean as the little girls, their blood gurgling, their bodies dead white, and some of them stinking badly.

The little girl put her hand on Fu Jia's shoulder and looked serious: "Dad, don't be afraid, the baby protects you!" ”

"Cub, you're so nice."

Fu Jia was moved, and then got Lu Li's disdainful eyes, which clearly wrote two words: shame.

Fu Jia was only weak for a moment, and immediately became upright, look at how filial his cub is!

The assistant took the room card and leaned on the induction magnet, and the door opened with a bang, and Fu Jia had the support of the ghost, and he was about to go to the line with the ghost until he heard his voice. ”

“…… This hatred lasts forever, ah, girl, what a poignant love behind this......"

Fu Jia was dressed as an ancient scholar who was rushing to take the exam, and was reciting a long hatred song in front of a beautiful woman.

The woman did not panic at all when she saw them coming, and took her handkerchief to wipe her tears, and wept, "Pity, pity! ”

After crying, she put her hands to her face, made a singing orchid finger, and sang: "Emperor Tang Ming is happy with the neon dress banquet, Yang Guifei's soul is broken, and Yuyang has become ......"

It is the Hall of Eternal Life.

Her voice is as graceful as a yellow bird, and it also has the tone of ancient Mandarin, which is very charming, but it is full of melancholy in it, and it sounds heartbroken.

sang that after Yang Guifei hanged herself in Ma Weipo, her voice was choked, she mourned, and she fell on the sofa and cried.

Except for Chu Hanxing, several people were infected by her, and a faint sadness welled up in their hearts.

Scholar Fu Jia seemed to be accustomed to it, and comforted: "Girl, it's not a good thing to be on the top of the CP, and people have been dead for 800 years, so let's give up our illusions and recognize the reality and reincarnate as soon as possible." ”

"You know what!" The woman glared at him hatefully, turned her face, and said in a desolate tone, "I think back then, the slave family and the Xianggong were very affectionate, and they were also forced to separate......"

"In that world, where can people live a comfortable life!"

She was dressed in late Qing clothes, still wrapped in small feet, she was not very old before her death, less than twenty-five, and her miserable eyes were full of vicissitudes.

She sang Farewell My Concubine again, all of which were tragic and poignant love stories.

Lu Li rubbed her ears irritably, "Stop singing!" ”

She didn't hear it, and continued to babble and sing.

Lu Li couldn't stand her emotions, she only felt uncomfortable all over, and interrupted loudly: "He has abandoned you, is it interesting that you don't want to be reincarnated here?" Maybe people are hugging left and right now, and life is chic and comfortable, do you think he will still remember you? ”

This really worked, she suddenly stopped her voice, her eyes full of resentment, "What do you know! Ah Zhen was just fascinated by the vixen, and he was forced to sell me! ”