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Chapter 299 Child ghost

Pang Xidan opened the door, and I immediately saw the empty living room, filled with thick black fog. The weight of the fog was so heavy that I could see droplets of water with a wave of my hand.

These mist stick to the skin, like small bugs, and the cold feeling penetrates into the flesh along the pores.

With such a heavy grievance, at least he is a fierce ghost.

Pang Xidan and Chu Jingjing were invisible.

Chu Jingjing entered the house and shivered from the cold while changing her shoes: "Xidan, there's no need to turn on the air conditioner at such a low level during the dog days of summer. You can stand it, but your child can't."

Pang Xidan replied awkwardly: "I haven't turned on the air conditioner. My house has always been so cold."

Pang Xidan saw me looking around the living room and lowered his head in embarrassment: "My son has not been in good health since he was born. Treating him has used up all the family's savings. The only thing missing is that this house has not been sold. I plan for him to grow up."

Now, even if I can’t find a wife, I still have a place to stay.”

I nodded and walked around the living room: "Where is your husband?"

"Working outside, night shift, I'll be back soon. My son's legs...hey, I don't have money, and I can't even be hospitalized." Pang Xidan started crying again, and Chu Jingjing kept comforting her by her side.

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My eyes were drawn to the altar behind a small partition in the living room. There was a black and white photo hanging on the altar. The girl in the photo was about eight or nine years old, with pretty and cute features but very gloomy eyes and malicious eyes.

When I looked at the photo, she seemed to be looking at me in the photo.

"This is for your eldest daughter?" I asked Pang Xidan through the partition.

Pang Xidan's voice was hoarse: "Yes, this child...hey."

"What's wrong?"

Pang Xidan did not answer my words anymore, but led me to the second bedroom: "My son should still be sleeping now."

I noticed that her house only had two bedrooms, and after opening the second bedroom, it was very small, with only a bed and a cabinet.

"Do your two children live in the second bedroom?" There is also a partition between the cabinet and the door, so you need to go around to see the children on the bed.

Pang Xidan walked in front and sobbed: "No, my son is not in good health, so I gave him the second bedroom."

I was stunned: "Don't you only have two bedrooms in your home?"

Could it be that the eldest daughter lives with the couple? But according to common sense, they should keep their younger son who is in poor health with them.

Pang Xidan stopped, rubbed his hands and lowered his head, hesitating: "Yes, there are only two bedrooms, but after all, my husband and I are still young, and he... has a lot of needs in that area, so... we can only let Nan Nan sleep

It’s in the living room…”

"Sleeping in the living room? Your house is so cold, why do you let your daughter sleep in the living room?" Chu Jingjing exclaimed in disbelief.

I turned and frowned at her: "Aren't you best friends? Don't you know?"

Chu Jingjing took it very naturally: "You also know the situation in my family before. I couldn't take care of myself and couldn't care about others!"

This is true.

I turned to look at Pang Xidan's thin side face, feeling ashamed and sad at the same time. However, the sympathy for her in my heart was because the fact that she let her daughter sleep in the cold living room had almost disappeared.

"Look at the child." I walked around her, crossed the cabinet, and gently raised my eyelids to take a look.

The three- or four-year-old boy was already awake, with a cast on his right calf. He was sitting on the bedside, smiling and playing with the Ultraman figure in his hand.

I know this figure, and that childish guy Fang Zhongyu also collects some of these things, and there are thousands of each figure.

Aren't the Pangxi Dan family poor enough to buy such expensive toys for their youngest son?

And sitting behind the little boy...is a girl who looks exactly like the one in the black and white photo outside.

The girl was pale, with dark eyes and no black eyes. She was wearing a red skirt. She sat on the edge of the bed and kicked her legs. She still had her hands on the little boy's neck and giggled at Pang Xidan.

I'm not too surprised. Judging from the photos, the little girl is very resentful.

Judging from the furnishings in the house, although there are not many things for the little girl, they are all exquisite. Although not as many as the boy, it can be seen that Pang Xidan and his wife do not criticize her too much. On the contrary, they also love her very much.

What I don't understand is, since I didn't criticize her harshly, why did I let her sleep in the living room? Isn't this very contradictory?

Two children can obviously sleep in one bedroom.

Chu Jingjing walked up to me and kept rubbing the goosebumps on her arms: "How are you doing? Great Immortal, is there a ghost?"

When the little boy saw Pang Xidan smiling and wanted to speak, the girl immediately grabbed his neck hard with her small blue-gray hands. The boy was speechless and started crying loudly.

Pang Xidan anxiously sat by the bed, held her son in her arms, and kept comforting him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mom is here."

Seeing this, the girl laughed even more wantonly at Pang Xidan. The blood and tears turned into Yin Qi fell down her little face and hit the ground drop by drop. The air in the room became colder by another degree.

I frowned, reached out and poked her head: "Naughty."

The girl was suddenly startled and looked at me in disbelief. Then she realized that the skin on her forehead was injured by the gloves. She screamed and covered her forehead, trying to escape.

But he was stopped by Wong Tai Sin and Sister Hu Ming at the door of the room.

The little girl was spinning in circles in a hurry.

Pang Xidan and Chu Jingjing were also stunned when they saw my movements. Chu Jingjing couldn't help but tremble.

At the same time, the boy cried loudly: "Mom, mom, woo woo woo."

Pang Xidan was so shocked that she almost jumped up, crying and laughing, and hugged her son tightly: "I can speak, I can speak, thank you, master, thank you, master!"

Chu Jingjing gave a thumbs up proudly: "Look, you found the wrong person, right?"

Although she was trembling when she spoke, she was still looking around for fear that a ghost was next to her.

Pang Xidan held the little boy tightly in his arms and asked me with hope: "Will my son get better?"

I shook my head: "It's still early."

Pang Xidan's smile suddenly froze on his face.

I went out to look at the living room again. When I was walking around the living room, Pang Xidan's husband came back. Pang Xidan held his son who could talk. Together with Chu Jingjing, he pulled the man aside and introduced who I was. His son could talk.

Yes, don't disturb me.

The man's eyes immediately turned red when he looked at his son who called him daddy. He took the little boy and kissed him hard on the face. He then waited quietly aside and nodded to me as a greeting.

I noticed that when the man was kissing his son, the girl who was imprisoned by Wong Tai Sin and Sister Wu Ming cried again.

Oh, I'm so jealous.

I shook my head and sighed, and continued to spin. The strange thing was that Pang Xidan said that her house had always been so cold, but there were no other ghosts here except the little girl. Even if it was cold, it should have only started after the girl turned into a ghost.

So, since she's not a girl, what's the reason why her house looks like an ice cave in the summer?


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