: Ghost Catching Successor

"Lingxi, you're here!"

Ke Yuansi looked at Yan Lingxi with the look of looking at the savior.

When I walked in, I could hear the boy muttering something: "Help, don't come over, help..."

His expression was dazed, but his eyes were full of fear.

Yan Lingxi frowned: "I lost my soul."

As for whether they were hooked or scared away, they are still not sure.

People have three souls and six spirits. Some people have unstable souls and are easily "lost" when they hit something. It cannot be ruled out that they are secretly seducing the wrong soul. This has been happening since ancient times.

There was no one around, but Yan Lingxi was keeping things in the hotel, so this person had to take him to the hotel.

The boy was confused and looked not very sober. Ke Yuansi half supported him. When he entered, he attracted several hotel staff in the lobby to take a look, with a very strange look, as if they had done something illegal.

When he was walking towards the elevator, the lobby manager came over with a standard smile of eight teeth: "Miss, do you need help? What's wrong with this gentleman?"

"Oh, it's okay, this is my friend, I'm in love, my girlfriend ran away with someone." Yan Lingxi looked like 'you understand'.

The lobby manager really understood, looked at the boy sympathetically, turned around and left.

Ke Yuansi, who just despised others, couldn't help but look at the boy with sympathy. He didn't know yet, he had already had a hat in the eyes of others.

Putting the person on the sofa, Yan Lingxi directed his son: "Go and bring my bag."

The child got the order and ran in, excitedly running out: "Mom, give it to you!"

He ran fast, and his forehead was raised.

Yan Lingxi took the soul-sucking incense, lit it, and placed it in front of the boy.

"Where can you stay in the wandering soul..."

Miaomiao Baiyan penetrated into the boy's body, and another floated into the distance.

At this moment, some deserted place.

There were a few wild ghosts there, one of them was the boy, but he was the one who was beaten.

This group of lonely ghosts are fighting boys in groups.

The boy ran away in a hurry and frightened, feeling that he was so miserable!

He got lost today and turned around and found that there was a grave. But after a look, he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell where it was.

As I walked, I saw a few more people in front of me, and I looked happy and asked for directions.

The people were surprised and said inexplicably, "You ask us?"

The boys thought it was strange at that time. They were you except me, and they weren’t asking who you were asking.

Then the people smiled at him, then smiled strangely, gloomy and terrifying.

The boy was startled and instinctively stepped back, thinking that he had met a bad person.

Then I saw them pounce on me.

The "man" had a pair of dead branches, and he felt that he was "floating"!

Then these people chased him and beat him.

The boy was crying but couldn't cry, why did he hit him?

And he already knows that these are not humans at all, but ghosts!

It is precisely because of this that he couldn't even resist. As soon as he thought that the other party was a ghost, he was so scared that his legs and hands were weak.

Can you only run away, can you afford to offend?

But those people are all ghosts. Although they are just lonely ghosts, they have been ghosts for many years and have some skills.

If they weren't talking about it, they were floating faster than him.

Just in despair, the boy suddenly felt an invisible force dragging him away without any effort.

When the lonely ghosts saw it, they rushed up one by one. One grabbed his clothes and the other grabbed his pants and came to a magnificent hotel.

The boy opened his eyes wide, while his hands and feet were still fluttering, trying to shake off the tumors - useless.

All of them fluttered all the way, and none of them shook off.

Where is this? Even if they want to kill themselves, there is no need to come to such a place, right?

He is local and knows that this hotel is very expensive, and it costs hundreds or thousands of dollars a night, and even the most luxurious rooms are tens of thousands.

He kept floating into a room and saw himself sitting on the sofa. The boy was stunned. Which kind-hearted person picked up his... Uh, the body? No, right, body! He was so scared that he was not dead again.

"Are you here?" Ke Yuansi asked in a low voice.

They have been with Yan Lingxi for a long time and have seen a lot. Although they have not opened up the Yin-Yang Eye, they have some experience.

Yan Lingxi nodded, looking at the boy with a look of difficulty in explaining.

...What's this pose?

All the limbs in my mind were pulled, and there was a person on my back, and every ghost was grabbed tightly.

I don’t know, but I thought he was a gold coin and they were Grandet.

As soon as the lonely ghosts came in, they sniffed their noses hard: "What a smell..."

Turning around, I saw the scent burning on the table.

Naturally, they didn't know that this was Lingxiang, but they felt that it was much more fragrant than the few sips they had before. They immediately abandoned the boy and ran towards him, not even caring about the few people next to them.

Just as I was about to smell it, a slender and fair hand that could be used as a hand mold, "snap" from the side and extinguished the Lingxiang.

They smelled lonely.

The lonely ghosts were stunned, and in an instant, they looked at Yan Lingxi, the master of his hand with a fierce look.

But unexpectedly, this beautiful and inconspicuous girl actually smiled at them.

"You can see us?"

"It can be seen, it's still very clear." Yan Lingxi still smiled.

"Since you can see it, then you should know what we are. Why don't you light the incense and respect us ghost masters?" One of them laughed strangely, full of threats.

Yan Lingxi raised her eyebrows: "What if I don't?"

The ghost was stunned and then said gloomyly: "Then I will teach you some lessons!"

To their surprise, the girl was not only not afraid, but also leaned back quite easily.

"Son, let's practice your skills for you."

When they were talking just now, Ranran was eager to try for a long time. He liked to beat up ghosts!

Who is Ranran?

The wild ghosts were stunned, and then they saw a three-year-old radish head standing up and laughed out loud.

If a child comes to deal with them, they are afraid that they will scare the child to death with just one move.

Just as he was smiling, a small fist with a little flesh hit their faces with a "clang".

"ah--!"

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

What's going on? Why can this little kid beat them so much?!

Some people with courage and righteousness can scare ghosts away just by their "evil appearance", but it is almost impossible to beat ghosts with bare hands and empty hand. The last time you have to take a peach wood sword, and it will be fine if you don't consecrate it!

But this little doll?

How could this be!

"Go to my son, left hook, right hook, top hook, bottom hook, and bottom hook, and beat him up!"
Chapter completed!