My scalp was numb and I couldn't believe it. This thing is just the size of a cherry. How could it make such a weird sound? It seems that there is no soul inside.

Even under my eyes, I didn't see any problems in this fruit, but the crying sound was real.

"Dad, who is crying?" The ghost head lay curiously on the edge of the mountain road, and asked in a peek.

I smiled bitterly, not sure what to do.

Now I can be sure that these fruits are closely linked to the whole tree. Unless I uproot the tree and destroy it, these fruits will not be destroyed at all. If I force the fruits to destroy them, they will definitely affect the souls of those shadows.

This is what I worry about the most, because I don’t know the situation of those souls now and I have some concerns.

"Dad, are you leaving? The car is repaired!" shouted the ghost.

I resisted the urge to break the broken tree by sword, bit my middle finger, and then put blood on the trunk with my fingertips, drew a few talismans, and used my qi and blood and runes to suppress the entire tree.

In less than a second, the giant tree that was already extremely charming and weird before suddenly became dim, as if it was a stingy ball.

After that, I suppressed several other trees in the same way before I returned to the mountain road.

The driver's uncle stood by the cab door with a pale face, looking at me and the ghost head nervously.

"Hehe, this uncle has repaired the car, what should we do next?" The ghost head grinned at the uncle on purpose. Yi's face was almost covered by his mouth. The uncle's face was so scared that he almost fainted.

"Don't mess around." I glared at the ghost head. This guy was afraid that the world would be in chaos. If he scared his uncle to death, it would be even more troublesome later.

Let him protect the uncle, and I comforted the driver and said that the ghost head would never hurt him, so I went to the shadow tree before I felt at ease and sealed the trunk.

"Dad, what's going on? That's the crying?" After getting in the car, the driver was nervous, but he was driving the car calmly. The ghost asked curiously.

I shook my head, not knowing what to do. I didn't understand the origin and weirdness of the fruits at all.

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"What? You know? I asked unexpectedly.

The ghost head frowned and shook his head, hesitantly said: "I'm not sure, but I have heard of it. There are 1 ghost baby fruits. The fruit tree is fed by corpses and souls. The tree absorbs the power of the soul and finally bears fruit.

Although that kind of fruit does not have soul fluctuations, nor does it have corpse and ghost energy, it can transform into a ghost baby. As the fruit matures, the ghost baby will eventually be born and become a lively ghost boy."

Don’t be scared by the uncle who can’t stop talking again. Even I was a little surprised. I didn’t expect that the thing that was as big as a cherry was so weird.

It turns out that these fruits are not yet ripe at all. According to the ghost head, when they are completely ripe, they may be the size of watermelon again.

But, when I just pinched the fruit, the sound of a baby was already making in the fruit.

I smiled bitterly and asked, "What do you mean is that when these fruits are ripe, they have already turned into ghost children?"

The ghost head shook his head and said, "No, after the fruit matures and falls to the ground, the peel will automatically crack, and only a ghost baby falls out of it.

However, after the birth of ghost babies, like humans, can grow naturally, but they also need to mix milk, but not ordinary human milk, but ghost milk!”

"What is ghost milk?" This time I was asked not me, but the uncle.

The ghost head grinned at him habitually: "Ghost milk is something that only ghost mothers have. Of course, the water of the entire Ghost Mother River is equivalent to ghost milk, rich in extremely rich yin energy, which can allow ghost babies to grow rapidly."

"Ghost Mother?" I was covered in black thread, so why did I pull it on the ghost Mother again?

For some reason, when I mentioned the ghost mother, I was a little nervous, afraid that the strange remarks of the ghost head would cause trouble to the world.

"Hehe, Dad, you're not wrong. It's my third mother, Ghost Mother!" The ghost head looked at me with a giggle, thinking far from his serious appearance just now, making people speechless.

"San Mom, you are serious!" I found the uncle's puzzled and terrifying gaze, and I patted the ghost head hard.

"That's it. I already have my mother and mother now. At most, the ghost mother will be a third mother!" The ghost head looked at me with grievance, and didn't think he was wrong at all.

I was about to go wild, and this guy really twisted the ghost mother and refused to let go. This is clearly a kind of evil magic on earth, and it has a relationship with the ghost mother and the ghost mother river!

Why can everything be related to the ghost mother in his mouth? Where is the ghost mother? If it were really there, why didn’t I feel it before?

"Dad, it's best to have ghost milk. If not, there are many things that can be replaced. There are a kind of juice in this ghost tree that absorbs the essence of the corpses and souls, and just turns into nutrients. It is poured into those ghost babies fruits like breastfeeding, allowing the fruit to grow."

"If you seal these trunks before, the juice will be cut off, and the ghost baby fruit will be affected, unable to continue to mature, and even for a long time, it will gradually deteriorate."

It’s really good, the ghost head itself is a corpse baby, and I really know some ghost babies and the like!

I closed my head and remembered the ghost baby fruits just now. I suddenly became listless. It should be like a ghost head, and I cut off the ghost milk.

"Since it's so magical, then the existence of so many shadow trees was created, I would definitely not let it go. I will come to check his results within a certain time!" I have already understood it completely.

"It's not certain." The ghost head shook his head and sneered: "It will take at least many years for these ghost babies to mature completely. Moreover, it will be considered as the end if the ghost babies grow until they are adults. That guy will not come to see him often unless he lives near this mountainous area.

After all, not everyone can see this kind of ghost baby fruit. No matter day or night, even if you get close to the fruit, you can only see empty trees and you can’t find any abnormalities!”

"Adult?" The uncle screamed: "Is the ghost still the president?"

I deeply sympathize with the uncle's experience. This guy may have been successfully brainwashed in less than midnight.
Chapter completed!