Chapter 67 The childish ghost wants to eat the brat
Author: Zi Yunsu
Under everyone’s eager gaze——
Little Lingbao puffed up his little chest and patted his heart: "Leave it to Zaizai!"
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The hardware facilities in Chunyu are actually not worse than those in Hede.
Dehumidifiers are placed everywhere in the teaching building, and the fresh air system is working all the time.
But everything still smelled of an indescribable dampness.
It has an earthy smell like pond green algae.
There are not many children in Xiao Lingbao's class, not because the class is good, but because almost all the children are gone.
Most of the remaining students have their tuition fees waived.
Dean Tao has been using his own savings to subsidize Chunyu.
If the "haunting" matter remains unresolved, Chunyu's history will come to an end this year.
In order to welcome little Lingbao and her friends, Chunyu made a special trip to buy them brand new sheets and bedding.
Although the small wooden bed was still a little damp, the quilt was covered up to his chin, and little Lingbao could smell the lazy scent of sunshine.
Mmm, it smells really good.
She closed her eyes and was about to take a nap...
Tick-tock——
A drop of water fell from the ceiling out of thin air.
Little Lingbao suddenly opened his eyes: "Stop."
The water droplets hung above her long eyelashes and froze.
The other children are already fast asleep.
Little Lingbao raised his hand, caught the water droplets in front of his eyes, put them on his fingertips and looked at them again and again.
"Water in the pond." She couldn't help but murmured strangely.
The smell of this water feels very familiar...
Some eyes seemed to be watching her.
When Xiao Lingbao raised his eyes, he saw a figure faintly appearing on the ceiling.
Little Lingbao didn't even think about it: "Definitely!"
The shadow was frozen.
Stuck in the ceiling, unable to get out or retreat.
"Are you also a water ghost?" Little Lingbao was curious.
During this period, she seemed to have a strong affinity with water ghosts.
The shadow didn't speak, but seemed to have a malicious look on its face.
"Luanluo," Xiao Lingbao stuck out her pink tongue, "Sister is so fierce."
So what if it's bad?
Just pretend she doesn't exist!
Little Lingbao turned over and fell asleep.
"Why is your psychological quality so good?" The little native chicken was obviously a little broken.
God knows, he is a landlubber and is most afraid of water.
After being stared at by that evil spirit for a whole afternoon, his wings were almost bald.
Little Lingbao can still sleep soundly. Is this considered a big heart or ignorance?
Xiao Lingbao looked at the little native chicken strangely: "Isn't she fixed there?"
"Do you plan to keep her there forever?" asked the little chicken.
Xiao Lingbao poked his chin and looked at the blue sky: "Well... I don't know, I feel like this fierce sister is going to fall down at any time."
Little Chicken Fried Feather: "You know it too!"
Sure enough, when Xiao Lingbao went to bed at noon the next day, the figure on the ceiling disappeared.
All that was left was a wet human figure and lingering resentment.
"You're being targeted." Little Tuji reminded little Lingbao.
Little Lingbao ignored it and continued to sleep soundly.
When it was time to get up, the nursery went to get clothes for little Lingbao.
"Ah..." the nursery manager exclaimed in a low voice.
There was a heavy coat in my hand, and it was all soaked!
Similar things have happened too many times, so when it happens again, employees have become numb after getting used to it.
To deal with this situation, Teacher Chunyu's solution is to blow dry it quickly.
However, even if you blow dry your clothes, they will become smelly, wrinkled, and lose their original softness and comfort.
As long as Chunyu's clothes get wet in a weird way, they are considered ruined.
"Little bird, go," Xiao Lingbao calmly instructed the little chicken, "go and suck the clothes dry."
Little Country Chicken: "...? What do you think I am? A blow-fry chicken?"
Little Lingbao remained silent, looking at the little native chicken with a pair of watery eyes, and curled his little red lips in grievance.
The little chicken had goosebumps all over its body.
"Okay, okay, okay if I go?"
When did the little witch learn this trick?
If there is no way to win, there is a way!
Five minutes later, little Lingbao put on fragrant clothes.
Not only did the coat not become smelly or wrinkled, but it looked like new. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be shrouded in a soft golden light.
The little chicken on the side: "yue——"
What kind of water is this?
Even if it has been stored in the old altar for decades, it can't reach this concentration.
"Do you feel that the taste of this water is very familiar?" Xiao Lingbao asked the little chicken.
"Maybe...yue——" The little chicken kept vomiting wildly.
"Have you ever drank before?"
"What?" The little native chicken couldn't believe it, "yue——"
Xiao Lingbao is very sure:
"You have drunk it before. When you first came to me, you had this strange smell on your body!"
"Impossible!" Little Chicken objected fiercely.
"You are," Xiao Lingbao drew a big circle on his arm, "you drank a whole two-big vat of water, so you don't have the smell on your body!"
The little chicken...is confused.
Really?
Did he smell so disgusting before?
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
"You became more fragrant when you came to my side." Xiao Lingbao pressed the little chicken's head, "Admit it, admit it, just admit it."
"Ah--"
A cold chuckle floated from mid-air.
Little Lingbao looked up and saw a black shadow floating over his head.
"Sister, you can't scare me! I've seen you before!" Xiao Lingbao made a face.
"You're talking nonsense!" Black Shadow just said, "Little brat... I hate little brats who don't understand anything the most! Brats who can only pee their pants!"
"Ling Bao is not a brat," Ling Bao raised his mouth in displeasure, "Sister is the childish one!"
"Am I childish?" the female ghost laughed sharply, "I like to eat children the most. One bite of a little friend, crunchy! Hehe -"
"A childish genius is quarreling with a three-year-old kid, just a little bit—"
Little Lingbao's newly learned magic attack is Lian Lian Lian.
Without him, Lu Xuhui, currently one of the two guardians of Ling Xiao Shenxian, loves to do this action.
"Childish ghosts will only wet other people's clothes, slightly -"
"Childish ghosts are stuck in the wall and can't get out. Just a little bit—"
"Believe it or not, I ate you!" The black shadow screamed and swooped down.
Xiao Lingbao said one word calmly: "Ding."
He looked at the black shadow that was fixed in mid-air, in the shape of a tornado.
"Childish devils hang in the air!" Little Lingbao finally stuck out his tongue.
He turned around and pulled Dou Siyi and Lu Xuhui away, jumping away.
"Do you know she is a ghost?"
The little local chicken watched the war of words between Little Lingbao and his opponent with trepidation.
"Li Gui..." Little Lingbao tilted his head, "Is he a beautiful ghost?"
"It's a very fierce ghost," Goudan suddenly twisted inside the clown fish, "the kind that can eat little friends."
"But, she has never eaten anyone." Little Lingbao still didn't understand.
"Big idiot——" Little Chicken and Little Dog Egg have the same pronunciation,
"If you keep making her angry, she will eat it soon!"
