In Situ Ziqing's room, a sleeping figure lay quietly on the bed.
Ten minutes before twelve o'clock, the door was gently opened, and a figure tiptoed in. After the figure walked into the living room of the suite, he gently placed a white jar on the table.
Then the figure did not leave the room but sat on the sofa next to him in a noble manner.
A few minutes later, the man picked up his phone and turned on it. It was exactly twelve o'clock in the evening.
"Tread, step"
In the bedroom, Situ Ziqing walked over in a white nightgown with her hair loose and her body stiffly, and walked straight to the table. She turned a blind eye to the figure sitting on the sofa and did not look at it at all.
Situ Ziqing leaned forward and stretched out his hands to gently stroke the white jar, with a peaceful expression, showing a sense of maternal care.
A small figure quietly rose from the white ceramic jar. The figure was only ten centimeters long and thin, with clear facial features.
When the figure appeared, it seemed to be quite high in nature. He happily surrounded Situ Ziqing and played, lay on her shoulder and grabbed a strand of her hair and wrapped it around her body, then swung back and forth.
After playing for a while, the villain climbed up Situ Ziqing's head and put it on her head, and began to roll over and roll, and then put his little head on Situ Ziqing's face and kissed him a few times.
"I'll go, this woman is looking for a partner in the future. If he knows what happened today, would you still be able to get down?" Xiang Que on the sofa scratched his nose and said.
The villain seemed a little tired after he tossed Situ Ziqing for more than ten minutes, and then jumped up from her and plunged into the jar.
"Baby, baby, baby," Situ Ziqing said softly: "Mom misses you so much. I haven't seen you for a long time. Mom is sorry for you. Are you hungry? Are you hungry? Mom hasn't fed you for many days.
It's the thing, mom will feed you now. Don't be angry, okay?"
Suddenly, Situ Ziqing's expression suddenly became ferocious. She put her left wrist on the mouth of the can, then lowered her head and bit her hard on her wrist. Suddenly, her hands were bleeding and her mouth was
He bites a piece of flesh that was torn off from his hands.
Xiang Que frowned and wanted to take action, so he quietly watched Situ Ziqing drip the blood on his wrists into the jar.
It is not time to take action now, at least the little ghost in the jar has to eliminate his great resentment before taking action. Otherwise, if Xiang Que directly destroyed him, the woman would have to be implicated.
"Baby, is it delicious?" Situ Ziqing returned to her original state and giggled, "Does mom love you very much? Don't blame your mother, okay, mom will feed you a lot of blood and let you
Is it okay to eat full?"
Situ Ziqing dripped the blood from his wrist into the jar while muttering to himself. After a while, the jar began to bubbling, and the pungent formalin smell became even stronger.
The green and yellow liquid slowly flowed out of the jar and sprinkled on the table.
"Baby, you don't seem to be full yet. Mom's blood is not enough? Then what should I feed it?" Situ Ziqing suddenly raised Qi's left hand to his mouth again, continued to tear it hard, and pulled off a piece of skin and flesh
Before she could throw it into the jar, Xiangque stood up and took it from her hand, then quickly wrapped it on a piece of talisman paper and threw it in.
"I'm fucking disgusted after eating like this, forget it," Xiang Que pulled Kaisitu Ziqing and pulled her aside.
Situ Ziqing, who was pulled aside, suddenly opened his teeth and rushed towards Que, bared his teeth and bit his neck directly. The bubbles in the jar were even more violent and kept spilling on the table.
"Damn, this little guy has a bad temper." Xiang Que stopped Situ Ziqing who was rushing towards him with one hand, and picked up the lid from the table and covered it with the other hand. If the water inside was flowing cleanly, it would be
The little ghost who was soaked in the jar would die. If he died, Situ Ziqing, who was entangled, would be in trouble.
"Bang" Xiang Que raised his hand and slapped Situ Ziqing on the neck, and her body suddenly slipped to the ground.
"Bang, bang, bang" The lid on the ceramic jar was pushed up by the water inside, and it was about to be lifted.
Xiang Que simply pressed the lid with one hand and took out two pieces of talisman paper to seal the lid tightly.
"Bang" said to the cigarette in the shortcoming. After taking a few sips, he whispered to the little ghost in the jar: "If I can understand me, I will lift the lid and don't move around. If I don't understand, I will just do it.
Do you understand if you take action to kill me?”
After waiting for a while, Xiang Que reached out and teared off the talisman paper on the cover, and then removed the cover.
"This***, the Thai little ghost also understands Chinese? He is quite talented in language." Xiang Que didn't expect the little ghost inside to understand his words. The other party and Situ Ziqing were communicating with the soul, even if they didn't
You can understand the other person's meaning even when you speak.
After a while, the little man who had previously crawled back into the jar showed his head timidly and looked at Xiang Que with fear.
This kind of little ghost has no Taoist practice or cultivation at all. He is the lowest-level little ghost. He is not even comparable to the domestic tomb circle and the lonely ghosts in the mountains and forests. Xiang Que doesn't even use Samadhi True Fire, and any sword energy is fine.
Can destroy it.
It's not difficult to destroy this little ghost, but he has been fed by Situ Ziqing's blood for a while. The little ghost is gone and her soul is damaged. A little bit of it may get a serious illness, and then the root of the disease may be caused.
All my mind has to be eliminated.
A resentment on the villain was faintly revealed. This was caused by falling down without being born from the mother's body. In addition, Situ Ziqing did not take good care of him afterwards. The resentment of this little ghost became more and more, and the more he became
The evil spirit who had been pestering Situ Ziqing before.
"There is no way to be reincarnated. You, a little ghost who has been sacrificed and refined magic, will not accept it even if you go to the underworld." Xiang Que touched his chin and stared at the little ghost. The half of the exposed body suddenly trembled.
Obviously scared.
"Do you like this woman?" Xiang Que pointed at Situ Ziqing lying on the ground.
After a look, the little ghost nodded hesitantly to the shortcomings.
"I really like it?"
The little devil nodded in a hurry.
"Let your mind go, I will clear all the resentment in you, and then let you stay with her, can you agree? If you don't agree, I will only destroy you."
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