The boy lay in Li Ying's arms, and his tears wet the clothes on her chest.
Li Ying's body stiffened. She suppressed the urge to throw the boy out of her arms and stroked his head harshly: "Be good, stop crying."
"Tell me, where are you from?"
The boy gradually breathed out and swallowed amidst Li Ying's comforting words. He sniffed, arched his face in her arms, and pulled her sleeves with his little hands in embarrassment.
"Auntie, we come from the north."
Aunt? Aunt?!
79588 laughed so much that she rolled into a ball in her sea of consciousness, and the sizzling electronic music made Li Ying, who was already unhappy, about to explode.
"Tsk..."
Li Ying said: "Little brat, you should call me grandma."
As she spoke, she transformed into an old woman, with a dry, orange-peeled face, and looked at the boy in her arms with sadness.
The boy looked up and saw that the young aunt who was holding him had turned into an old woman with a deep sinister spirit.
His red, wet eyes like a deer suddenly burst into tears, and with a cry of "Wow--" he cried again.
The cry resounded through Kaiya, and Li Ying was so startled that she quickly turned back.
This kid is so squeamish.
She pinched his little fleshy face that was shaking from crying, and with a wave of her left hand, she led a group of little ghosts to the north.
…
The wind howled, and purple lightning flashed.
The sound of winter thunder made everything tremble.
After the loud thunder, came the winter rain of "Whoosh——", "Whoosh——". The heavy rain poured down, accompanied by the purple lightning winter thunder, rolling down in waves. It seemed to wash away the world.
It's dirty, dirty and dirty.
The monk guarding Luojun rubbed his hands and let out a breath of cold air.
He stared at the town gate blankly, and seemed to see his daughter Yu'er, who had been lost a few days ago, standing pretty at the town gate.
His feet walked towards her uninhibited. His knees were slightly bent and his eyes were wide open as he ran towards her.
"Yu'er, is that you?!"
He looked at her anxiously and in a panic, and saw her running toward him crying, calling him "Daddy."
Tears immediately fell from his eyes. He felt very absurd but extremely happy. He hugged Yu'er into his arms and groped her from head to toe to make sure that there was no harm on her body and that there was nothing weird inside her body.
His spiritual power fluctuated, and he felt relieved.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Daddy, I miss you so much...wuwu wu..."
The little girl, who was as pink as a jade, fell into her father's arms, crying so hard that it could almost be said that her heart was broken.
The monk wiped away her tears distressedly and immediately conveyed the news to the town.
When my daughter was almost done crying, I asked her in detail what had happened.
"Daddy... ugh... burp!"
The half-grown girl wiped her eyes and replied: "A strange grandpa took us away. He made us fall asleep and didn't let us talk, play, or go home... burp! An aunt brought us back.
, she is a good aunt, but a bit fierce, and she also wears a very scary, hiccup! very scary mask on her face.”
The monk was surprised, helped his daughter carry it on her back, and asked: "With a mask?!"
"Yeah," the little girl said, "It's so scary. No one except Wang Yi dares to get close to her."
Wang Yi, the son of the mayor of Luozhuo Town.
When the monk heard the name Wang Yi, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he looked a bit inquisitive.
If he remembered correctly, Wang Yi was not lost at all and was placed in Mayor Wang's home.
The "Wang Yi" Yu'er mentioned was just a blindfolded monk they invited to lure out the culprit.
There are almost dozens of scenes taking place at the same time in Luozhuo Town.