Hai Ming has a bad feeling!
He wanted to ask Nai Tuanzi what he could do, and he wanted to tell Nai Tuanzi first and see if it was feasible. Then he saw Nai Tuanzi starting to grow hair!
Or pull out her own hair!
After all, he is not wrong either!
He could accept a few strands. After all, Naituanzi's hair looked thick and lush, so it wouldn't be noticeable if he plucked it out a little.
But in the blink of an eye, Naituanzi had bald himself!
Yes!
The girl with thick black hair just now turned herself into a bald man!
Turn yourself into a bald man!
Turned into a little bald man!
! ! ! !
Haiming was so shocked that he could hardly find his voice.
"Little... little friend, you..."
Nai Tuanzi felt that her whole head was cold, but she didn't have time to care about it for the time being. In order to stop sneezing, she rolled up the hair in her hands, and it soon turned into a solid black ball. .
Because of the power of the little princess of the underworld, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even Hai Ming probably wouldn't have been able to tell at a glance that the black ball in Naoduanzi's hand was her hair.
The black ball is ready and hollow inside, and the milk dumpling is made by snapping your fingers.
"Crack!"
Whether it was the three-line team of ghosts she had brought over before, or the ghosts that couldn't be accommodated in the backyard of Mingjue Temple, they all came over.
Haiming: "..."
Not far away, Master Huizhi and other monks in the temple were discussing with Chen Jiantao how to place temporarily harmless ghosts: "..."
Chen Jiantao looked back quickly.
Just in time to see all the ghosts disappear instantly.
Chen Jiantao swallowed and shouted subconsciously.
"Zai Zai?"
When Naituanzi heard Uncle Chen's voice, she jumped towards him with a small ball filled with tens of thousands of ghosts.
"Uncle Chen."
Chen Jiantao looked at Bouncing running towards him. His face was still the same, but Naituanzi, whose hair was missing, thought he was dazzled.
He didn't care where the ghosts were. Nine times out of ten, it was Hai Ming's fault!
But Zaizai’s hair must not be lost!
Chen Jiantao was so excited that his voice almost broke.
"Zai Zai, where is your hair?"
Nai Tuanzi held the black ball the size of a pearly red watermelon and raised it up for him to see.
"They're all here!"
Chen Jiantao: "..."
That's a ball, right?
As if guessing that Uncle Chen would not be able to recognize it immediately, Naituanzi quickly put the ball into his hand and reminded him with a milky sound.
"Uncle Chen, touch it. Is it very soft and delicate? Carefully pick and pull, and you will see that they are all one by one!"
Chen Jiantao: "..."
It's very delicate and soft, but what the heck...Zai Zai has turned into a little bald head!
If Huo Chenling knew, he would probably skin him!
After all, he was with Naituanzi, which in disguise meant that he didn't take good care of Zaizai!
There was no sinister aura around him, so he guessed that Hai Ming had used some method to suppress them all temporarily.
right!
Heming!
Chen Jiantao remembered that when Master Huizhi had asked him to discuss the whereabouts of the ghosts, Haiming had gone to find Naituanzi.
Hai Ming is a monk!
The head is bald!
He saw the weirdness of Nai Tuanzi, so he used the fastest way to get Nai Tuanzi to agree to convert to Buddhism, and instantly shaved his head and turned into a bald head?
Chen Jiantao was shocked by his own imagination!
But this is the most reasonable!
Thinking of this, Chen Jiantao couldn't hold himself steady anymore.
He was panting like an ox and rushed toward Hai Ming, who was wandering in the sky over there.
"Hai Ming! Did you, a bald donkey, eat the courage of a bear's heart and a leopard's guts? You actually instigated Naituanzi to get tonsured. She is a three-and-a-half-year-old Naituanzi. Does she know what tonsure means?"
"You black-hearted old bald ass, I'm going to get rid of you!"
Chen Jiantao cursed and pounced on him ferociously.
Naituanzi: "Huh?"
Hai Ming, who was still in the state of being bald by Naituanzi, his hair and his brain completely blank, was unprepared and kicked into the gutter next to him.
"Ouch! Hiss! Chen Jiantao, why are you so crazy?"
Chen Jiantao jumped down and chased him.
"Why am I crazy? I'll beat you to death for being immoral!"
"When did the poor monk become immoral?"
"Chen Jiantao, I warn you to stop, otherwise I will fight back!"
"Oh! I'm afraid you'll fight back? Just hit me. If you don't fight back, I'll look down on you!"
"Poor monk...hiss...poor monk...Chen Jiantao, you are a dog and you bit him?"
…
Naituanzi ran over swinging his carrot legs, lying down by the drainage ditch and shouting.
"Uncle Chen, master, please stop fighting!"
"It's wrong to fight! Stop fighting!"
…
No one listens to her!
Chen Jiantao's blood surged and he wished he could kill Hai Ming.
After all, if he didn't beat Hai Ming half to death, Huo Chenling would probably send him directly for cremation!
It doesn't matter what others say or what Naituanzi is shouting!
Nipple dumplings can’t be without hair!
The instigator Hai Ming must be beaten up before Huo Chenling arrives. This is the best way to protect yourself!
As for Hai Ming who was beaten, he was completely confused and had no idea where he was immoral.
But he was a monk and was used to being compassionate. He said he would fight back, but he showed mercy every time.
He was a poor monk, and every time he wanted to ask why, he was greeted by Chen Jiantao with a big fist.
Both of them were strong and big men. The drainage ditch was not very wide, but it was very deep. The two of them fell in and couldn't get up or down. At first glance, they were inseparable from each other.
Master Huizhi hurried over with his disciples and Xu Xing and others from the special department. Xu Xing was the first to scoop up the milk dumplings lying beside the ditch to help.
"Ouch! Don't worry about the adults' business, Naituanzi. With their physiques, you will be accidentally injured if you fall. You can't withstand their punches."
Naituanzi hurriedly explained: "Uncle, no, Zaizai wants to tell them..."
Xu Xing had already picked him up and backed away, for fear of being accidentally injured.
"Naitanzi, it's an adult's business, children don't get involved!"
Anyway, the boss is thick-skinned and the opponent is a famous monk, so he can't be beaten!
Xu Xing hugged Naituanzi and backed away, subconsciously raising his hand to touch Naoduanzi's head.
Then……
stunned.
The cute and chubby breast dumplings have turned into bald breast dumplings!
He suddenly turned his head to look at the two big guys who were fighting each other, and his first thought was exactly the same as Chen Jiantao's.
Is Master Haiming going crazy because he misses his apprentice?
A three-and-a-half-year-old breast dumpling is fooled!
At this moment, an incredulous young male voice broke from the side.
"Zai Zai?"
Xu Xing was startled and backed away three steps while holding the milk dumpling in his arms.
"Who are you?"
Another childish voice came with a thick gasp.
"Zai Zai?"
Naituanzi turned around and saw that it was actually her uncle and her third brother. She hurriedly got out of Xu Xing's arms and threw herself into her dad's arms with the little black ball in her arms.
"Dad! Uncle! Third brother! You are here!"
Dad Huo's voice was a little unstable: "Zai Zai..."
Seeing Naituanzi's bald and reflective little head shining in the sun, Daddy Huo burst into tears!
