As soon as these words came out, the other imps suddenly exploded.

One by one, they couldn't care about being afraid, and they rushed to Sui Bao and surrounded her in the middle.

Ning Ziyan was about to block it, but his foot was stopped by the small sword.

I only heard him say: "These little things can't hurt the little master, don't worry." ”

Not worried? How could he not be worried.

There are so many little ghosts, what if one of them suddenly goes berserk and accidentally injures Suibao?

Xiao Jianjian guessed his thoughts, and asked directly: "In addition to the useless rune paper given by Old Man Jin, what else can you do to help Sui Bao?"

Don't tell me you're going to go up hand-to-hand with your bare hands. ”

That's not a good idea.

Ning Ziyan looked at Sui Bao, who was surrounded by a group of little ghosts and smiled exceptionally brightly, and silently swallowed the rest of the words back.

He looked down at his phone, the call had already been hung up, and Jin Changming and Lao Yang sent him messages respectively.

Jin Changming: "Good grandson, hold on, take care of the treasure, I'll be there soon." ”

Lao Yang: "Let Uncle Xiao let go of his hands and feet, and the surroundings have been cleared." ”

After replying messages to the two of them and letting them calm down, Ning Ziyan looked at the surrounding environment.

There are no tables, chairs and benches in the living room, there are scattered toys everywhere, thick curtains block the sunlight outside, and the only window that can see the outside is also gloomy and can't let in any sunlight.

Under the light of the incandescent lamp, several rows of large and small altars were placed high and low on the similar altar placed against the wall, and the charms with blood-colored handwriting were pasted on them, so strange that the first glance made people feel that the hairs stood on end.

What's sealed inside?

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the movement here, and Sui Bao reminded in a milky voice: "Third brother, don't touch those jars." ”

"Don't touch me!" All the little ghosts spoke in unison, as if they had completely forgotten their fears.

Facing Ning Ziyan's complicated eyes, Xiao Nidouan considered the words and explained: "Those are the children's homes. ”

As for why they lived there, she would have to ask.

Even if he had already guessed when he saw it just now, when he really heard Sui Bao's words, Ning Ziyan's heart still sank.

Those people are simply inferior to pigs and dogs!

Xiao Shuai and Xiao Tian are the older of the little ghosts, and when Sui Bao asked why they were here, the two shook their heads in unison.

Xiao Tian said: "I remember that when I opened my eyes, the only person I saw was my father. ”

The other imps nodded in agreement.

The little milk group put their hopes on Xiao Shuai, but heard him say: "I don't remember, what we know is what my father told us." ”

"That scoundrel isn't your father!" Listening to their mouthful of fathers, Sui Bao couldn't help but interrupt.

Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, she couldn't bear it, and lowered her voice and said, "He stole your soul from your parents, he is a big villain." ”

"You're lying to me, aren't you?" Xiaoshuai is still making the last resistance.

Sui Bao just looked at him quietly and didn't speak.

Thinking of something, Xiao Shuai's face became even more ugly, and he covered his face with one hand and let out a painful cry.

The little milk group heard him say, "I can't remember, I really can't remember." ”

"How so?" Sui Bao felt strange.

Xiao Jianjian reminded beside him: "They were too young when they were extracted from their souls, and they were suppressed by spells, so it's normal that they can't remember. ”

Hearing this, the little milk group became even more melancholy, "What should I do, Wow, Sui Bao can't count where their home is, if they can't remember, they won't be able to see their family." ”

"Will I still be able to see my mother?" Xiao Tian's words of inquiry were completely knee-jerk reactions.

After speaking, she was stunned, and the little handsome next to her frowned and asked, "When did you have a mother?" ”

The little ghosts subconsciously wanted to echo it, but they were frightened back by Xiao Jianjian's eyes.

Don't blame him for being too fierce, these little ghosts are too noisy, and his brain is buzzing now.

At the expectant look of the old man, Xiao Tian shook her head, "I'm sorry, I can't remember." ”

Her voice landed, and a neutral voice sounded at the entrance, "When they were extracted from their souls, they were deliberately deprived of their memories by casting a spell, smashing the medium that trapped them, and the memories naturally returned." ”

"Master, Father!" Hearing the familiar voice, Sui Bao's eyes lit up, and he waved at Jin Changming in the middle of a group of imps.

Seeing Jin Changming, who was dressed in a Taoist robe, appear, the imps who were originally in a stable mood suddenly exploded, screaming and hiding back to the jar where they were hiding.

Xiao Shuai, who was bitten off by Xiao Jianjian and couldn't go back to his general soul body, was subconsciously hidden behind Sui Bao.

His instincts told him that this stinky girl was not a bad person.

Jin Changming didn't expect things to turn out like this, seeing that the little apprentice had a broken face, he quickly took off the Taoist robe that symbolized his identity without saying a word, and threw it back.

Hou Ming, whose face was covered by a Taoist robe at the back: "......"

Something, you can't see anything when you swoop.

Although the Taoist robe was taken off, the moral golden light around Jin Changming's body still pierced those little ghosts who couldn't open their eyes, and they began to cry one by one.

A voice shouted, "I'm going to die, I'm going to be burned!" ”