"Lao Hu, do you have anything to do with us?"
This person should be a tree spirit. There is grass growing on his head. It seems that it has not been taken care of for a long time, and his body smells like grass.
This is a very strong body odor for humans...
No wonder the old fox can be a low-level official among this group of people. Among these monsters, he is the most pleasing to the eye...
A twin bamboo spirit supported each other and poked their head towards the old fox.
These two were so thin that Yuan Bao suspected that if they let go, she could break them with one hand...
It seems that the suona job is not easy to take... I think the child will be hungry.
"This time it's our little fairy's family. Please help me, brothers. Look who's not here today!"
They are all practitioners, and everyone can see that the person with the most merits on the scene is the cute little one who has been silent all this time.
Hearing that they wanted to help this little ancestor, all the demons immediately brainstormed and started discussing who didn't come to today's meeting.
Within a moment, the results came out.
Huang Lianjing did not come.
He had a better relationship with a bitter melon man. When asked about Coptis, he replied slowly: "He took a good job and boasted about people's affairs. He left early today."
"Do you know where he went?" Yuan Bao was anxious now.
Bitter melon essence has a refreshing bitter taste when you open your mouth.
Yuan Bao hated bitter taste the most, but he braved it and waited for his answer.
Bitter Melon Essence almost scratched the green film on her head before she said: "In..."
I won’t be able to tell the difference between life and death later.
The hopeful light in Yuan Bao's eyes soon disappeared again.
At this time, Su Wenlin's cry came from the room: "Yuanbao, Yuanbao, your big brother has moved!"
Yuanbao ran back to the house in three steps and two steps at a time.
I saw Su Junting on the hospital bed still looking as slow and clumsy as before.
But when he saw Yuan Bao running in, Su Junting's eyes lit up.
His tongue stuck in his mouth, and it took a lot of effort to spit out three words: "Lin Yuanyuan..."
Then, the person fainted again.
"Sister Yuanyuan?" Yuanbao whispered.
Lin Yuanyuan has a smooth horoscope and is expected to live longer than Su Junting. It is impossible for her to arrange a ghost marriage.
But Su Junting gave up his strength just to deliver this news to Yuanbao, which meant that Lin Yuanyuan must know something!
"Dad, get the car, I'm going to the Lin Mansion!" The little boy raised his arms and everyone in the Su family became excited.
…
The verbal attack actually didn't hurt the paper man at all.
Su Junting was so scared that his brain was running out. In order to make the paper figures more realistic, they all use oil paper, which is waterproof and oil-proof...
Let alone saliva, even the water from the Qiantang River might not be able to touch this paper man at all.
Careless!
But he soon found a way to attack the paper man. The paper man's eyes are the key to life. He remembered what Yuan Bao said and took advantage of the man's unpreparedness. He stretched out his finger and stabbed the man. eyes.
The paper man was punctured by her, and two lines of blood and tears flowed out.
"Daddy!" The female ghost exclaimed, her voice like a child's, and it sounded extremely weird and terrifying at the moment.
It's over, it's over, this is a big problem.
Just when there was a mess in the yard, Su Junting found the right opportunity to send Yihun back to his body, and confessed the three words "Lin Yuanyuan" to Yuanbao.
Because, he suddenly remembered.
This courtyard is exactly the house where I lived many years ago, before my family became rich.
This patio was once a place where he and a few friends often played together.
Among them is Lin Yuanyuan.
As for the others, he couldn't remember them at all.
Just after saying the three words "Lin Yuanyuan", Su Junting felt his body being pulled back with a strong force.
When he opened his eyes again, he was already back in the house.
The paper man on the ground just lay there quietly.
The female paper figure supported the female ghost and stood directly opposite him.
The distance between the three of them was only about a punch's distance.
Su Junting could even hear the female ghost crying.
"Brother Su, do you really not remember me? I am Xing'er."
Myolie?
I still have plums!
Su Junting wanted to curse, but he was under the eaves, so he thought about it and endured it.
"What on earth do you want? We can't make it happen because humans and ghosts have different paths!" Su Junting also became angry. Who do you think is a soft persimmon? He keeps tossing people again and again!
He has a chamber of commerce event to attend tomorrow!
Regardless of whether they are humans or ghosts, he would like to skin them and beat their muscles if they delay him from making money!
There was a rustling sound outside the door, and after a while, another identical paper man walked in from the door.
Su Junting looked at the one on the ground and then at the new one, feeling like he was about to go crazy.
But as if this female ghost didn't think it was enough, she suddenly lifted the blood-red hijab on her head.
It didn't take much thinking to know that it would definitely look bad. Su Junting wanted to close his eyes anxiously, but the two paper figures grabbed his upper and lower eyelids.
The paper girl also said in an old voice: "My Xing'er is the most beautiful, how can you not look at it!"
I couldn't close my eyes, so I could only keep them open.
Su Junting cursed his mother countless times in his heart, and called Yuan Bao to come and save him countless times.
Finally, he bit the bullet and looked at the face under the hijab.
Unexpectedly, she didn't look like a bloody ghost, or a female ghost with droopy eyes and tongue pulled out.
This female ghost still looks like a human being.
There's nothing wrong with his facial features, but it just looks a little weird on this face.
Her eyes were empty, but she looked at Su Junting with a smile.
Su Junting finally figured it out. What was strange to her was that it seemed like a child's facial features were placed on an adult's face.
"Brother Su, I'm Xing'er. Nine years ago you said you wanted to marry me. Now I'm here to keep the appointment. How can you not recognize me?" The female ghost said in a resentful tone.
This childish voice made Su Junting feel like he had bullied someone.
But...who is Myolie?
At this moment, the courtyard door was pushed open, and this time someone finally came in.
The man was quite old, with gray hair and beard, and was lame on one leg. His eyes looked at Su Junting with a deep and dangerous look.
Neither the female ghost nor the paper man made Su Junting feel scared from the bottom of his heart.
But this man... made him feel cold in his bones.
"When you passed away, I sealed away his love and took away his memory of you. Naturally, he didn't remember you." The lame old man slowly took out a small porcelain bottle from his tattered backpack. , opened the cork and threw it at Su Junting.
A numb and itchy feeling swept through my body.
Su Junting opened his eyes again and finally called out the name of the female ghost in front of him: "Myolie... didn't you die when you were six years old?"
