After experiencing so many scenes, the little treasure hunter clearly knew that none of this was real.
It lay on the hospital bed and listened to the human who looked the same as its beast master in front of him. He said a lot of words, most of which he couldn't understand.
The little treasure hunter listened for a while, became greedy, and habitually raised his paws to try to take off the ring.
When I touched it, the ring was gone.
"Sucking ghosts..."
The little treasure hunter curled his lips.
"Are you hungry?" A man who looked the same as Qiao Sang took out a black tree fruit from the fruit basket next to him and handed it over: "Here, your favorite Youzhu fruit."
"Sucker."
The little treasure hunter took it uncontrollably and started eating it.
It sighed inwardly, it wanted to drink milk and didn't want to eat this dark thing.
"You are so old, how can you still eat juice?" A man who looked similar to Qiao Sang smiled and took out a tissue from the side and wiped the corners of the little treasure hunter's mouth.
The little treasure hunter was stunned for a moment, seeing for the first time the shadow of his own beast master in the human being in front of him.
Time passes quickly in the dream, as if this man has grown old without doing anything.
The little treasure hunter looked at the human with white hair and wrinkled skin in front of him, and couldn't believe that this was the person who looked exactly like his own beast master.
She lay quietly on the bed, her eyes slightly closed, her face pale and bloodless, and her body was covered with various tubes.
The little treasure hunter ghost felt a little panicked for no reason. This panic was no longer controlled by the dream, but belonged to itself.
After an unknown amount of time, the person on the bed opened her eyes. She opened her mouth and said in a very soft voice: "Shendeng, you and Nannan go out for a while. She finally came here, so you can accompany her for me."
"Sucking ghosts..."
"I'm fine. Aren't there a lot of people here to accompany me?" The person on the bed smiled, as if he suddenly felt energetic.
"Grandma, I'm not going, I'll stay here with you." A crisp voice sounded from behind.
"It smells bad here. I'll get up and go home later. We can leave after you go out for a walk." The person on the bed said.
The little treasure hunter turned his head uncontrollably, and then realized that there were several people standing behind him, one of whom seemed to be about the same age as his own beast master.
Just when the little treasure hunter ghost was about to walk out, the person on the bed stopped it: "Wait a minute."
The little treasure hunter turned his head.
"Have fun." The person on the bed had gentle eyebrows.
But the little treasure hunter looked uncomfortable.
Because it saw the shadow of its own beast master in her again, but its own beast master would not become like this, looking lethargic at any time.
…
The scene changes again.
The little treasure hunter's eyes lit up when he saw the bustling night market. He wanted to have a good stroll, but unfortunately his body was not under his control.
"Magic lamp, grandma will be fine," the girl beside her murmured.
"Sucker."
The girl didn't understand what she meant, so she answered to herself: "It will be okay. Grandma is a beast master. Everyone says that beast masters are very powerful and can live for a long time. My grandfather at the same table is 133 years old."
She is still in good health and even came over for a parent-teacher meeting some time ago."
"My dad said that grandma participated in competitions and went to secret realms when she was young. If she hadn't met grandpa later, she would definitely have participated in regional competitions and become a very powerful professional beast master."
"Sucker."
The little treasure hunter suddenly found himself unable to move where he was.
The girl didn't notice it and was still walking forward with her head lowered.
"Grandma doesn't look like a lover. Was grandpa very handsome when he was young? No way. My dad is so ugly that he said he inherited it from grandpa. Fortunately, I picked on the good points and grew up."
"This time it's also my fault. He shed tears when he came here, which made me think grandma was going to die."
Her voice became more and more distant: "But the way grandma was lying in the hospital was quite scary, with so many tubes inserted into her body, but grandma said she would be ready to go home in a while, so she should be fine."
"If something happens to the magic lamp, you, as grandma's pet beast, will definitely be able to sense it..."
The little treasure hunter stayed where he was.
There were people coming and going around, but they all consciously left a space to avoid being next to it.
It raised its head uncontrollably, and a certain beast-control competition was being shown on the screen of a tall building not far away.
Why can't it work? The little treasure hunter thought.
It feels like this person has become old after just a while.
Even if it is not a pet beast that is actually contracted with that person, it can still feel it. Extraordinary creatures that are also ghosts can probably smell the death aura on her body.
It's so intense that it seems like it will disappear from this world in the next second.
The little treasure hunter shivered uncontrollably, his heart beat faster and his limbs became cold.
That's not how it feels.
The next second it turned around and walked back uncontrollably. The lights next to it went out one after another as it passed by, and then returned to their original state.
The little treasure hunter saw that person again.
She was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, and the man next to her had red eyes: "Mom, let my daughter and the magic lamp come to see you for the last time."
The eyelids of the man on the bed moved slightly. After a moment, he opened them with all his strength and gave the man a white look.
Her mouth moved but no sound came out.
The little treasure-hunting ghost floated in front of her, and the people standing next to it didn't react, as if they couldn't see it.
The person on the bed was stunned, as if he felt something.
At this time, the little treasure hunter uncontrollably dug his hand into his body...
"don't want……"
Suddenly, the little treasure hunter seemed to hear someone talking.
…
Xiying Community.
"Sucking Ghost Lantern, stop struggling. I won't let you escape as long as I'm here. When daybreak, you can follow me to see your beast master." Qiao Sang said as he moved the Ghost Sucking Lantern a little distance away from where it had finally climbed out.
Carry it back with your hands.
Yabao can't count on anything, so he can only rely on himself.
Qiao Sang carried the ghost-sucking lantern next to Yabao and walked behind the ghost-sucking lantern without looking into its eyes to prevent it from being attacked.
"Sucking ghosts..."
The ghost-sucking lamp struggled forward with both arms.
It has never seen such an annoying human being! It talks endlessly, and it has never stopped talking from the beginning to now!
Nothing like those who walk around it.
Sui Gui Deng was stunned for a moment when he thought of this, and crawled forward again.
Qiao Sang ruthlessly carried it back.
"It's only 2 o'clock in the morning. If you don't stay still and make some tricks, I'll send you upstairs right now before dawn. You don't want to disturb the old lady at night when she's getting older."
The ghost-sucking lamp froze.
At this moment, the little treasure hunter slowly opened his eyes. When he looked at the familiar person in front of him, his eyes turned red and he rushed over.
"Searching!"
"Xunxun!"
Qiao Sang was startled: "What's wrong? Are you having a nightmare?"
"Xunxun..."
The little treasure-hunting ghost shed big tears.
Qiao Sang was shocked. He didn't expect that hypnosis was so good. It seems that Xiao Xunbao will have to practice this skill more in the future...
Seeing this, the ghost-sucking lamp took the opportunity to crawl forward.
"I told you not to struggle." Qiao Sang quickly picked it up with quick eyes and hands.
Ghost-sucking lamp: "..."
"Xunxun..."
Little Xunbao sobbed twice and stopped crying.
It turned its head and floated in front of the ghost-sucking lamp, looked at it steadily, and then took out its breast of friendship.
Sui Gui Deng stared blankly at the milk in front of him.
Qiao Sang gasped at the side, never expecting that the power of hypnosis could be so terrifying!
"Xunxun."
"Looking~"
"Sucker!"
"Xunxun..."
"Sucking ghosts..."
The little treasure-hunting ghost and the ghost-sucking lantern were having a heated exchange.
After communicating like this for more than half an hour, Sui Guideng's eyes were dull and he lay slumped on the ground motionless.
The little treasure hunter floated in front of Qiao Sang and nodded.
