Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Chapter 233

Crying and howling.

All that’s missing is scattering some paper money and playing the suona.

Zhu An has been dead for many years, and she comes here to wave a banner and pretends to be a filial son.

The first part sounds like human speech, but what does the second part say?

Repair it properly, for his own good...

A hard lie?

The child didn't mean to do it, she just blurted out what was really on her mind.

After all, I'm not very skilled. I will get better in the future.

The child forgave himself easily, and then looked at Zhu An with tears in his eyes, as if to say, I have tried so hard, you should show some reaction, don't be so ungrateful.

Not to mention an evil ghost, even a good ghost wouldn't listen to her!

Zhu An was too lazy to talk nonsense. He cursed and threw a random attack. The child dodged it, but the tree behind him did not. It was frozen and covered with a layer of ice, crystal clear.

"If you have the ability, you can go and string some fake candied haws and make some cold drinks. You'd have made a fortune long ago, and you'd have enough incense, candles, and paper money. You could even buy spirit stones with them. Why are you trying to harm ghosts and me here?"

The child murmured sympathetically, then quickly hid behind a nearby tree carrying the banner and began to sob again:

"Zhu An, come back. Who am I working so hard for? Don't be so blind!"

The long streamers on the banner were very revealing. Zhu An could see where the damn little girl was at a glance, but he was beaten by An Xi and an old woman and had no time to move his hands.

If he can't make room, then don't make room.

On the nameless wild graves, souls that are so faint that they are almost non-existent are revealed one after another.

Zhu Annu said: "Go, give her a good beating."

The confused ghosts turned around at the sound.

The child poked his head out and said, "Zhu An, you shouldn't be so ungrateful.

As the saying goes, a dying man speaks good words. You are already dead, so why don’t you do even better?

Zhuan ahh ...

The child wanted to say a few more words, but the ghost came too fast, and she was so scared that she ran away, still insisting on saying:

"Just tell me what's on your mind. Why do you have to linger in the human world? Living in a cemetery, eating ghosts, your life is as bitter as medicine. Zhu An, come back, follow me, I have a good place here!

Don't be so ungrateful! It's like the dog biting Lu Dongbin! "

The child was crying and cursing, she was really sad. She was so cold. Why didn't she notice it before? It was so cold. If she had known, she should have bought one for herself last summer. It would have been so cool if she had put it in the house.

You can also freeze some ice cubes and have a cold drink.

"Zhu An, come back. How about we open a stall and sell sweet drinks? You make the ice and I'll make it. We'll definitely make a lot of money!"

Zhu An: ...

"How disgraceful! Merchants are lowly people!"

The child blinked and said, "Zhu An, you are quite picky."

An Xi: "Watch out behind you!"

It was too late. The child who finally heard the words from her heart was so excited that she thought she was going to succeed. She slowed down her pace for a moment, and as a result, a ghost attacked her.

The cold hand didn't pass through the child's body. Instead, it gripped the child's shoulder firmly, as if it had a physical form. The biting coldness penetrated into the child's body, and then...

The child's mouth drooped, and he turned back provocatively: "That's it?"

She didn't feel anything, just startled.

Could it be that this ghost couldn't bear to attack her?

The child looked back and saw that it was not a familiar ghost, so he should not have felt sorry for it, because after the attack, it became even more indifferent.

The child seemed to be lost in thought.

She remembered a little skill that she hadn't used for a long time.

Couldn't they beat her?

that……

We have to run too! The child even ran faster.

It's a pity that so many unlucky people died. She was still shouting as she ran:

"Zhu An, don't bother. They can't fix me. If you want to come, come here yourself!"

The old woman who fought alongside An Xi whispered, "How capable is this girl?"

An Xi: ...There's nothing wrong with her.

"It's hard to say. My father did mention that she has a skill similar to Pohuan, and spiritual energy can't hurt her, but I don't know if she really has it, and I don't know if it works on Yin Qi."

An Xi also just remembered it a while ago, and then gave his own estimate.

"With her abilities, if she didn't have this skill, she could probably withstand two or three moves from Zhu An."

So An Xi just ignored her and wanted to delay it a little longer.

The main reason was that she couldn't imagine that the child would surrender to being killed and would not resist.

After all, everyone who knows the child knows that he is an impulsive and stubborn donkey.

According to An Xi's understanding, the child should fight with him to the death.

Who knows this person's thoughts will change so suddenly?

It only takes a moment to go from struggling with all your might to waiting for death when you know you can't win.

By the time An Xi reacted, she had already run far away. An Xi thought she would never come back, but she didn't expect her to come back.

Although it's a bit hard to describe, her behavior still moved An Xi.

I can see that he is here to help, even though he hasn't been able to help yet. Maybe it would be a good idea to share some of the enemy's thoughts.

An Xi didn't want Granny Yan to drag the child into the fight, so she said, "It's good enough that she can lead those remaining souls away. She probably can't help us here."

"Really?" Granny Yan said, "It seems you don't know her very well. I think she's okay."

"What?" An Xi turned around in the midst of her busy schedule and saw that the child had almost collected all the remaining souls.

He swung the soul flag, and each flag captured a small residual soul. He collected them very quickly.

An Xi: ...

"Maybe... I really don't understand her?"

An Xi even doubted herself.

Zhu An: "That's too much!"

He didn't know why he suddenly got angry.

An Xi opened her mouth and cursed: "Are you crazy? What are you shouting and scaring me?"

She was so scared that Zhu An was almost unable to jump. Don't think he couldn't see that these two people were obviously distracted. And that little girl just now, how could she become so powerful in the blink of an eye.

Isn't this outrageous?

He was probably really angry and determined to get rid of them, so he shouted:

"How dare this ignorant woman insult me!"

Then the black smoke suddenly increased from one to three.

When An Xi first heard the children say that the ghost was short, had a fat belly, a small head, and was not good-looking, she felt uncomfortable. When she saw the real ghost, she felt even more uncomfortable and disproportionate.

Only then did she finally feel that something was right.

The one with the small head is one.

It’s not good looking, the one with the fat belly is one.

The short one is one.

Three ghosts took their dregs and melted them into one.

That's why it sounds like a fairy.

Now that I look at them separately, they look much better, but I have to... ignore some details.

The small head only has the head, without even the face.

It's not good-looking, it has a fat belly and no head or limbs, and its belly is open and empty.

The shorter one only has limbs. The reason why he can be seen as short is because they both used black energy to fill in the missing parts of their bodies.

Taken together, the abilities of these ghosts were actually weakened.

After they separated, even Grandma Yan's calm expression became more serious.

Only the children couldn't see how powerful they were and kept shouting, "Zhu An!"

The ghost with a small head and no face rushed straight towards her: "An An An, I will let you stay here today!"

"No need, I have a family."

The child frowned and refused.