"Let me ask you, why did you still take the sleeping pills when you knew there were sleeping pills in the cake?" asked Mrs. Ghost King.
Xiaotuanzi raised his head, twisted his hands back and forth, and looked at his mother with big eyes, trying to influence her with his pitiful eyes.
"Say it quickly!"
Mrs. Ghost King's eyes turned sharp, and she saw the Ghost King secretly winked at her daughter and told her with his eyes:
Come on, tell me, or you'll get in trouble with dad if you don't!
Yun Qi could only say in a mosquito-like voice: "Because... I have long known that there is such a thing as refining ghosts, but I don't know the specific refining process, so I want to experience it myself."
"Want to experience it yourself?" Mrs. Ghost King took a breath, "Have you experienced it?"
"I've experienced it!" Xiaotuanzi's eyes lit up, and he explained excitedly: "Refining is to use resentment to activate the resentful spirits, feed on the flesh and blood, and feed the body to the ghosts in exchange for the resentment of the ghosts, thus making peace with the ghosts.
The resentments of hundreds of ghosts merge into one, until..."
Xiaotuanzi fell silent as she spoke, and the light in her eyes dimmed because she realized that her mother didn't seem to want to listen to her analysis.
"Mom..." Xiaotuanzi said aggrievedly when he realized that he had been fooled.
Bureau 49 was originally located in a prosperous area, but at this time it was overcast with heavy fog, sand and stones were flying on the long street, and not a single person was visible.
Outside the lounge, Director Hu and the others were discussing how to deal with the Bai family.
"How friendly? Is it singles or doubles?"
After sending the Ghost King and his wife away, Zhang Yong asked Bureau Hu: "How should Bai Keyong and the others deal with it?"
The bandage on Zhang Yong's head broke, revealing the slate-gray mummy inside. He smiled: "Before I died, I made a big wish. At the cost of my soul, I cursed the Bai family to have no descendants. Now that my wish has come true, I should also fulfill it.
Committed."
The Ghost King nodded.
"Since you have confessed everything, this beating is inevitable!"
…
"Did you say you were spanked?" Yun Qiuce said with a smirk on his face.
Like the sun tearing apart dark clouds!
Mrs. Ghost King couldn't get angry for a moment, and waved her hands pretending to be bored: "Okay, okay, just be as virtuous as that damn ghost daddy of yours!"
In the past, Duan Qingsong would have been frightened and even resisted the idea of having a child skeleton living in his home, but seeing Zhang Yong burst into pieces with his own eyes, the fear in his heart had long since disappeared.
Yun Qiuce stepped forward and hugged the little skeleton sadly, patting his head: "If you feel uncomfortable, just cry."
The Ghost King folded his sleeves and said in a tone that did not allow for refutation: "Bai Ying and Bai Zhen must be handed over to me. How to deal with them is my business!"
Yun Qi suddenly realized that it didn't hurt. She guessed that her mother was conserving her strength, so she turned her head and gave her mother a harmless smile.
The other hand slapped her ass three times.
Yun Qi and Little Skull are staying at Duan Qingsong's house these days.
Tens of thousands of Yin soldiers lined up in mid-air, and weapons and armor could be vaguely seen in the billowing black clouds. The momentum was overwhelming!
After kindergarten, Yun Qiuce picked up Xiaoqi and Little Skeleton and made a video call home.
After the discussion, the Ghost King and his wife left with the Yin soldiers, and Yun Qi came to the 49th Bureau building to see her parents off.
"Huh???" Duan Qingsong, who was watching the battle, asked in surprise: "Uncle, have you ever been dragged underground by a female ghost to get married?"
Director Hu nodded and said politely: "That's for sure. Then the four Bai Keyong will be left to us."
The little skeleton lowered his head and shook his head, the light in the dark eye holes extinguished.
"As agreed before, the two old guys let them suffer to death. As for Bai Ying's father and grandfather, they killed several people and refined the ghosts. According to the rules of Bureau 49, they killed them on the spot and left their souls scattered!"
"Oh, the third brother is here?" Mrs. Yun quickly took the phone from her husband, "How are your third brother and sister-in-law?"
Yun Qi snorted fiercely, "Uncle is a complainer!"
"Everything is fine!" The old man laughed and said, "How are you doing over there?"
Zhang Yong took his son forward and motioned him to go to Xiaoqi's side.
"No, mom..."
"Miss Xiaoqi, can you help me take care of my son? He likes you very much!"
"It's great. They came over and beat Xiao Qi up."
Yun Qi tilted her head, with a surprised look on her face: "Of course, are you going on a long trip?"
"Huh! Bad uncle, I won't help you if you encounter a ghost in the future. I'll let the female ghost drag you underground to get married!"
"No!" Yun Qiuce felt embarrassed when he thought of that incident, "Don't listen to Xiaoqi's nonsense."
"How did you..." Yun Qiuce's eyes widened.
He is a skeleton and can no longer shed tears.
"No!" Yun Qi retorted angrily.
"Dad, is everything okay at home?"
Yun Qi and the others were shocked. No wonder Bai Ying's family wanted to live forever. It turned out that Zhang Yong had set a curse before his death. They were afraid that the curse would come true, so they could only try their best to live as long as possible.
Just as Xiaotuanzi was about to escape, he was caught by a slender white hand, turned over, and lay on his mother's lap.
"Everything is fine with us. Dad, let me tell you something. Third brother came here a few days ago."
"Uh ha, uh ha..." the little skeleton shouted desperately, making an unexplained sound from his mouth.
Before he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly collapsed and scattered in the wind.
Leave the lounge.
Under normal circumstances, the ghost king has no jurisdiction over those who have not yet expired, but if Bai Zhen and Bai Ying tried to harm their daughter, then the ghost king has the final say on all the rules.
The little skeleton followed the instructions in a daze, but heard Yun Qiuce and the others scream in surprise. When he turned around, he found that his father was slowly falling into pieces.
Yun Qi and Yun Qiuce were about to leave, but Zhang Yong led the little skeleton and caught up from behind.
"Uh-oh!" The little skeleton ran towards his father, trying to grab the fragments of his father, but he watched helplessly as the fragments slipped through his fingers.
"You're dead!" The Ghost King secretly made a mouth shape for her.
Director Hu noticed something unusual, but couldn't explain it, so he didn't take it seriously.
A few days later, the Bai family's affairs came to an end.
Zhang Yong's lower body had been turned into pieces and disappeared in the wind. He smiled and said to his son: "In the future, if dad is not around, I have to listen to sister Yun Qi..."
"Okay!" Mrs. Ghost King stood up, her gorgeous dark purple robe dragging on the carpet, making the sound of fabric rubbing.
"No!" Yun Qi raised her face stubbornly, "It's just that we haven't seen my parents for such a long time, and the three of us had a friendly exchange of feelings."
It turns out that ghosts have their own emotions just like people. The ghosts you fear may be the people others want to see most in their dreams.
Yun Qiuce had a bad smile on his face: "Xiao Qi, did you get beaten if you tell the truth?"
Zhang Yong nodded, his eyes calm behind the bandage, "Thank you Hu Ju."
"Haha, it seems like a beating. If the beating is good, Xiaoqi must be disobedient." The old man and the old lady laughed heartily.
"What's next, what are Xiaoqi's plans?" the old man asked.
"I haven't seen Master since I returned to the capital. I want to go back to Yuqing to see him."
"Okay, look, it's time to go see him. That old guy..." The old man seemed to have thought of something interesting. He couldn't help but laugh out loud: "I guess he's still as unlucky as before!"