Zaizai worked very quickly, and he had exploded before, so he had some experience when it came to pulling the witch-gu doll's belly.
In less than a minute, the Witchless Gu Doll had been hollowed out by her, but she couldn't sew it up.
Zaizai felt it was a waste to waste his energy on sewing up the witchcraft doll.
She thought for a while, looked left and right, and then she remembered that she was not the only one here.
So she raised her little head and asked Gu Qifeng, who was nearest to her, with a sweet voice.
"Uncle Gu, come and sew the doll, Zaizai doesn't know how!"
Gu Qifeng: "..."
His soul, stimulated by Zai Zai's ferocity, was hit hard again. His legs became weak and he clung to the elevator wall before he could barely stand still. He could not recover for a while.
Bai Mingxu is the one with the best ability to accept things. After all, he is the young man dealing with the underworld. Even if he is still a child, he is the first to react.
"Zai Zai, this is not a hospital. Uncle Gu probably doesn't have the tools."
Gu Qifeng finally came to his senses and nodded hurriedly with a pale face.
"Yes, yes! Uncle Gu didn't bring a suture needle and thread. He might not be able to sew now."
Zaizai is a little disappointed, but his ability to accept it is very good.
"Then let's go up to Uncle Gu and sew it up later."
Gu Qifeng's throat rolled and his voice became hoarse.
"……Ah good!"
Then he subconsciously turned his head to look at his good brother Bo Yining, only to find that Bo Yining's eyes were straight and he was breathing... he was not breathing at all.
The most terrible thing is...he suddenly saw two good brothers, Bo Yining.
Gu Qifeng was startled and his voice suddenly rose in pitch.
"Yi...Yi Ning?"
Zaizai picked his ears and waved casually.
"It's okay, Uncle Gu, Uncle Bo just frightened his soul. This is inside the barrier, so the staff of the underworld's soul guide won't find it. Just stuff it back!"
After Zaizai finished speaking, Bo Yining's departed soul was stuffed back into her body by her chubby hands.
With a gentle pressure from his little finger, Bo Yi Ning's Lihun soul instantly merged with his body and became docile.
Bo Yining, who was holding back his breath, let out a heavy breath, and then gasped for air.
"call!"
"call!"
"call!"
…
While panting heavily, he covered his heart with one hand and stared at Zaizai squatting on the ground with a pair of red phoenix eyes as wide as Bo Nian's, almost popping out of his sockets.
"you you……"
Zaizai tilted his head and showed a cute smile to Bo Yining. His voice was particularly sweet and soft, and he was completely different from the ferocious Nie Duanzi who had just killed the witchcraft doll with his bare hands.
"Uncle Bo, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"
Bo Yining: "..."
Bo Yining shook his head wildly.
The moment he shook his head, he saw his son being held in Gu Qifeng's arms out of the corner of his eye, and then he remembered that not only he had seen it, but his three-and-a-half-year-old son had also seen it.
"Xiao Nian?"
The boy's eyes widened even more, staring straight at Zaizai, and from time to time he looked at the witchcraft doll that had turned into a toy.
There was no horror, but a look of disbelief.
"Zai Zai...you...where did this doll come from?"
Zaizai pointed at Bo Yining.
"Didn't you see it just now? From your father's body, it was this doll that was there, so your father quickly reported to the underworld."
Of course the young children saw it.
Just because I saw it, I became even more curious.
Out of curiosity, I forgot to cry.
As for fear...
When a three-and-a-half-year-old child sees an ugly doll protruding from his father's body, he feels more like magic. How can he feel scared?
Boy Bo Nian couldn't believe it: "So...my father actually has a doll hidden in his body? He is dying because he hid the doll?"
Zaizai thought for a while and nodded.
"So be it."
Boy Bo Nian asked again: "Now that this doll is taken out, my father won't die, right?"
Zaizai nodded proudly: "Of course!"
The thin boy quickly wiped away his tears, slipped out of Gu Qifeng's arms, walked up to Zaizai and looked at her with red and swollen eyes, his attitude was very serious.
"Zai Zai, I'm sorry, thank you very much."
Seeing Bo Nian apologize sincerely, Zaizai was also very proud.
She showed her big white teeth, smiled with curved eyebrows, and her eyes were bright and beautiful.
"It's okay, you're welcome."
There was still fear on Bo Nian's face, but more of it was curiosity.
A three-and-a-half-year-old child has no idea what ghosts mean.
He knelt down next to Zaizai and stared at the witch-gu doll, which was about the same size as them but had its belly stretched open.
"Zai Zai, this doll..."
Zaizai answered immediately: "If it dies, it's just a toy doll!"
The young child was filled with astonishment.
"Toy doll, can it still die?"
The dolls in his home cannot become bigger or smaller, nor can they suddenly open their eyes and run around.
No, there are some that can run around, but they can’t run as fast as this ugly and scary-looking doll.
Zaizai opened the empty belly of the witch-gu doll and said, "It's like this, it's definitely not going to survive. It's not me Zaizai!"
The boy Bo Nian was stunned and wanted to ask something else. Gu Qifeng, Bo Yining and Bai Mingxu, who were standing next to them, were frightened by the conversation between two three and a half year old children.
Bai Mingxu was afraid that Zaizai would show off to the young children how to still be alive and kicking on an empty stomach, so he immediately spoke up.
"Zai Zai, why don't you let the doll grow back to its previous size so that the space in the elevator will appear larger."
Zaizai looked at the elevator, which still had a lot of space, and then at Brother Mingxu, who was a little worried. Although he didn't know what Brother Mingxu was worried about, he nodded obediently.
"Okay."
When she grabbed it with her little chubby hand, no one could see how she moved. The witchcraft doll, which was about the same size as hers, instantly became the size of an adult man's hand.
Zaizai grabbed the palm-sized witchcraft doll on the ground and handed it to Bo Nian.
"Give it to you!"
Young kid: "..."
Boy Bo Nian was stunned for a moment and immediately took it.
"Thank you Zaizai for the gift."
After saying this, the child Bo Nian felt a little embarrassed, so he quickly added.
"Zai Zai, I'm sorry, I didn't prepare a gift for you, but don't worry, I will definitely pick the best gift for you in a few days."
Zaizai had received gifts from her brothers. Except for the jade pendant given by Mingxu brother before, the rest were all kinds of keys. She didn't know what the keys could be used for, but she didn't want any more keys.
"Then don't give Zai Zai the key again. You can't eat or drink with the key. Well... although Zai Zai can eat it, it has no taste and is not delicious. Zai Zai doesn't like eating it."
Boy Bo Nian was a little anxious because he couldn't understand what Zai Zai was talking about.
He has been smart since he was a child, so he doesn't like to play with those kids who look stupid, so he is also worried that Zaizai, who is smarter than him, won't like playing with a stupid kid like him, so he nods hard.
"I...I know, I won't give you the key, I will give you something else."
Zaizai smiled even happier.
"Thank you first, Zaizai."
The young boy was a little cautious and didn't dare to look into Zaizai's eyes.
"No...you're welcome."
Gu Qifeng, Bo Yining and Bai Mingxu, who were once again watching the conversation between two three-and-a-half-year-old children: "..."
Bo Yining's clothes were all soaked and he was scared.
He bent down to pick up his son and asked him in a low voice.
"Xiaonian, you... are you not afraid of this... doll?"
The boy looked puzzled at his father, who was the bravest and tallest in his heart.
"Dad, Zai Zai said it's just a toy. Why should I be afraid of a toy? It's just a toy!"
Zaizai heard it clearly and followed suit.
"That's right! Uncle Bo, this is a toy that can grow bigger and smaller and do bad things, but it's really just a toy, don't be afraid."
The boy nodded heavily: "Yes! It's just a toy. Dad is the bravest. Why would he be afraid of such a small toy!"
Bo Yining: "..."
God is just a toy!
He almost died in the hands of this toy, kid!
Zaizai was a little wary at first, but seeing that Bo Nian wasn't afraid, she felt that adults must not be afraid either.
"Yes, Uncle Bo, it is dead."
Bo Yining: "..."
