Although under Ma Wulang's deterrence, Zhang Zhaohua didn't dare to cry, but the two lines of tears flowed down like an open faucet.

Ma Wulang also felt that it was not funny when he saw the little kid crying so much, "I am not a human trafficker, but the head of the Ma family." You know what?"

Ma Daochang: Isn't that more terrible than human traffickers? Ma Wulang didn't say anything, but as soon as he said it, Zhang Zhaohua cried even more sadly than just now. It's not that Ma Goro is so vicious, but because of the preschool education in this village. Usually, if a little kid is disobedient, the grandparents and parents will say: Ma Daochang is here, you are still crying, and you are caught by Ma Daochang as a ghost. Therefore, in the minds of children, the most terrible people, human traffickers, are the second, and the horse is the first.

Ma Daochang didn't expect this to be the result, and he suddenly felt as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly. Mother, isn't it usually just to flirt with a few little daughters-in-law and big girls, and it's okay to steal a chicken and touch a dog, and see who doesn't like it and use a little trick to tease it?

The Golden Tigers were also trembling with fright, and hid behind Zhang Zhaohua, but they did not escape.

"Don't cry!" Ma Daochang suddenly became angry. Three good words are not as good as a horse, Dao Ye, I can't cure you as a little kid.

Zhang Zhaohua was frightened again. The Golden Tigers were also trembling with fright and began to cry. It was the first time they had made a sound. Zhang Zhaohua was so frightened by Ma Daochang that she didn't notice this.

"What's your name?" said Ma Dao Chang was pleased with the effect.

"Zhang, Zhang's name is Hua. Zhang Zhaohua looked at Ma Daochang with some fear. This person who is even more terrible than a human trafficker is dirty, like a flower child, unkempt, and his Taoist robe is wearing the effect of the skirt of the dance show on TV, and there are wisps underneath. Ma Dao is barefoot, what a pair of big feet. I feel that the image of this horse chief is not quite the same as what my mother described before.

"Your mother is so leveled!" Ma Daochang sneered, obviously very happy with the name Zhang Zhaohua.

"It wasn't my mother's idea, it was my grandfather's pick-up. Zhang Zhaohua felt that this credit should still be given to grandpa. In fact, Zhang Zhaohua is quite satisfied with his name, because there is a flower in the name. It's beautiful when there's flowers. Kids don't think the same way as adults.

"Alright. Ma Daochang felt that he couldn't entangle these crooked theories with the boys, otherwise he might be taken into the ditch, "I heard that you are entangled by the little ghosts?

"Don't tell him!" Jin Hu whispered anxiously to Zhang Zhaohua. He was very afraid of the horse chief.

"They ......" Zhang Zhaohua felt very strange, isn't Ma Daochang a ghost hunter?

Jin Hu was in a hurry, and rushed out from behind Zhang Zhaohua, begging, "Don't tell him! We're going to die. ”

"Say it quickly, or I'll get you caught and sold." Ma Dao Chang threatened impatiently.

Zhang Zhaohua pointed behind Ma Daochang, and his eyes were deliberately staring at a pillar behind Ma Daochang.

Ma Daochang felt a chill on his back, as if a cold wind was blowing from behind, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave. Ma Daochang knows a little Taoism, but Taoism is also the level of deceiving the villagers. If you don't open your eyes and don't have natural yin and yang eyes, where can you see the traces of the Golden Tiger?

Ma Daochang hurriedly turned around, and when he saw it, there was naturally nothing. But Ma Daochang can't let others know that he can't see ghosts, even if it's just a little kid.

Although Zhang Zhaohua had just turned seven years old, she was also very clever, and as soon as Ma Daochang turned around, she immediately ran out of the door. The beans and corn cobs were dried on the sunning flat, and Zhang Zhaohua grabbed the cobs and threw them at Ma Daochang.

"Kill you traffickers!

The five little ghosts were not afraid of the sun, and followed Zhang Zhaohua to pick up the grain stick and smash it on Ma Daochang.

A bun of grain is almost three or four taels, and the fart boy in the countryside throws stones in the mountains every day, and the strength of the seven-year-old boy in his hands should not be underestimated. With the addition of five imps, the bread cobs flying in the sky are like big hailstones. The strength of the little ghost is even greater than that of Zhang Zhaohua. smashed Zhang Zhaohua can only hug his head and run away.

Although Ma Daochang is not high, he is not stupid. Naturally, he could see that it was not the only one who attacked him. A couple of imps are definitely involved in it as well.

Ma Daochang really has a little bit of Taoism, if he is given enough time to prepare, draw a few talismans, and then take out the magic weapon handed down by the ancestral master, maybe there will not be much problem in dealing with these five little ghosts.

In addition, today I thought I could eat a big meal at Zhang Zhaohua's house, so when I came, my stomach was empty, and I was chased by a few little ghosts all over the yard for a while, and the little food in my stomach had already been consumed, and now my stomach was growling with hunger.

Zhang Zhaohua is okay, the more the five imps fight, the more experienced they become, and they have a lot of strength. At first, he threw the baogu stick like Zhang Zhaohua, and then directly chased the horse chief with a flat shoulder. It looks like a flat pole is flying up and chasing the horse to fight for a long time. Ma Daochang was just about to raise the staff in his hand to parry, and he was hit with a flat burden on his hand. The rod fell directly to the ground, and the bell on it tinkled and tinked. If Ma Dao Chang can control these bells with Dao techniques, he can restrain these little ghosts in one round, but Ma Dao Chang is not good at it, and he can't control the string of bells on the staff at all. A string of magic artifacts handed down by the ancestor turned into an ornament.

Ma Daochang threw away his staff and tried to take something out of his body again. Ma Daochang wore a Taoist robe, and things were placed in his sleeves. Usually digging is very smooth, but in this crisis, I can't take it out at all, and I pull it indiscriminately, my sleeves are torn, and the things inside fall out. It's like a book, a compass. The compass slammed on the ground and rolled around a few times before stopping.

In an instant, Ma Daochang received another flat burden on his body, and then saw a firewood knife and an axe flying out of Zhang Zhaohua's house. Ma Daochang was so frightened that he almost lost his soul. Where can you care about those treasures that have fallen to the ground?

Although Jin Hu and the other five little ghosts saw that Ma Daochang had fled, they did not chase them out of the yard.

One person and five little ghosts also burst out of all their energy just now, and at this time, as soon as the strong enemy left, they all sat on the threshold and gasped.

"Oops!" After gasping, Zhang Zhaohua looked at the grain cobs on the ground, and immediately cried with a sad face. Hurriedly ran over and picked up the bread sticks all over the ground.

"Call the flowers, we'll pick them up for you!" Jin Hu also stepped forward with a few friends.

A strange phenomenon immediately appeared in the yard, and the bars of the whole yard flew up and automatically flew into the bamboo mats on the sunning lawn.

Ma Daochang ran out of breath and ran not far before he was seen by the villagers.

"Ma Daochang, why is it like this?" Liu Qianwang, who drove the tractor in Meiziao, was also a figure in Meiziao, and he looked at the embarrassed Ma Daochang teasingly.

"It's unlucky! Several little ghosts in Zhang Youping's family have become powerful ghosts. If it weren't for Dao Ye's fast running today, he would have almost broken in their house. Ma Daochang still had palpitations.