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Chapter 330 The construction site is haunted

After getting in touch with Yun Zhaoting for a while, I found that I particularly like him. Although he is only six years old, because of his precocious maturity, there is no generation gap when communicating with him.

And he seemed to gradually like me as my sister.

We seemed to have endless things to talk about. He told me about his experiences with his parents, including how he often made trouble and was chased and beaten by my mother with a rolling pin. Sometimes he was brave enough to play tricks on ghosts, who were afraid of them anyway.

My mother didn't dare to do anything to him.

In short, this kid is a troublemaker, making trouble wherever he goes.

As soon as I heard this I wanted to laugh.

I also told him about my experiences as a child, and he liked all the gods and ghosts.

I really feel that Yun Zhaoting is the second Yun Nuanting, but I hope his life will not be as miserable as mine.

At least I can protect him while I'm still with him.

Who said I was his sister, even though this was the first time we met.

Seeing that the night was getting darker, the morning sun appeared silently behind me: "Nuan Ting, it's time to go."

I was stunned, then turned around and touched Zhaoting's head reluctantly. Zhaoting also hugged me, turned around and shouted towards Chaoyang: "Why did you let my sister go! I hate you!"

Chaoyang's gaze was calm, but his attitude was undeniable: "If it's later, it will be discovered that Yun Zhaoting has been taken away by you. Shen Zhaoshan and the others already know from the mouths of various immortal families that you are different from ordinary people. From now on, you

It will be difficult to find Yun Zhaoting again."

My heart tightened, I turned around and rubbed Zhao Ting's little face hard, and sighed unbearably: "Zhao Ting, sister will come see you in a few days."

"Are you sure to come?" Zhaoting's little face was so nervous that my heart almost melted.

"must."

"Hook!"

This kid is addicted to pulling hooks. He did it several times in one night, and his expression was always new every time.

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so I pulled the hook and sent him back to the balcony. Chaoyang and I squatted on a tree not far away.

Zhaoting stood on the balcony, smiling and waving to us.

My mother came down the stairs with messy hair and red eyes: "Zhao Ting, who are you waving to?"

The younger brother turned around and said without even smacking: "Oh, two very cute puppies."

"...!" Damn brother!

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After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I would come over almost every day to steal Yun Zhaoting out for a while and talk to him, which would make me feel much better.

He would also tell me details about the situation at home. For example, my second uncle is busy again. My father smokes too much these days and keeps coughing. My mother scolds my father. My father is angry but has to endure it and be obedient.

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Also, Lulu is now out of the wheelchair and can use crutches to chase Fang Zhongyu around. The doctors have to praise her for her good recovery.

Every time he mentioned this, Zhao Ting would sigh like a grown-up: "Brother Zhongyu is so indebted. How did he survive? Did he secretly practice some secrets of resisting beatings?"

Zhao Ting also said that the overseas brother and sister were a bit weird. The overseas sister seemed to have just reached the rebellious stage and always quarreled with the overseas brother.

"Sister Chen Xi, are you arguing with your brother Ziqi?"

"Well, what's going on?"

I rubbed my chin. What's wrong? This is too strange. According to Chen Xi's temperament, I couldn't bear to quarrel with Han Ziqi. And even if there was a quarrel, with Chen Xi's brain, Han Ziqi would get involved in a few words and there would be no quarrel.

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"Zhaoting, you go back and give your brother Zhongyu a hint to ask him to pay more attention to the situation with brother Ziqi. You listen and if there is anything wrong, go and tell your second uncle."

"Well, I know!" Zhaoting turned around and took out two photos and an amulet from the little yellow duck cloth bag I gave him and handed them to me, "Here."

I took it. One was a family photo we took together before I left Nanjiang City, and the other was a photo of my parents and Zhao Ting.

Holding these two photos, my heart felt warm and I couldn't help but hug Zhao Ting. This brother is really my little cotton-padded jacket.

It is this amulet that Han Ziqi originally begged for us. Now I have become a vampire. Although I am not afraid of these divine things, I hate them.

"Please help my sister keep this amulet."

"good!"

Chaoyang came over again and asked me to go back. Zhaoting hated Chaoyang more and more, but Chaoyang looked at it unmoved.

On the way back, I went to the construction site again, and Chaoyang was waiting on the roof of a nearby building.

Pushing open Tong Tong's door, he was sitting by the bookshelf with a desk lamp on, reading, with a smile on his face.

Seeing me coming in, he closed the book and put it aside, stood up and walked towards me: "Are you being chased again?"

"..." During this period, I came to see him from time to time. Originally, I wanted to find out what was wrong with him.

As a result, the investigation did not reveal anything, but I was able to draw a lot of strength from his words full of positive energy.

Of course, the reason for using it every time is to be chased.

Shen Zhaoshan and the others indeed asked the immortals to search for me all over the Nanjiang River.

I took the water from him, sat beside his bed, and looked around suspiciously: "You guys went to bed so early today?"

Normally at this time the workers would sit together and chat, but today it was quiet.

Tong Tong sat next to me and frowned melancholy: "No, everyone is on holiday."

I paused while drinking water: "Why? It's not the New Year or the holiday, why are they all on holiday all of a sudden?"

"The construction site is haunted."

"Pfft -" I couldn't hold it back and squirted out a mouthful of water.

The construction site is haunted...can't it be me? Could it be that someone saw me flying around? I've been very careful to cover my tracks.

Tong Tong held his chin, his face getting paler and even a little sluggish, which was heart-wrenching to look at.

"At midnight the day before yesterday, two co-workers went to the toilet together and heard a burst of opera. One of them went to see it. When he came back, he suddenly went crazy. Then he went to see the immortal and said it was haunted."

I rubbed the mineral water bottle with my fingers and asked him calmly: "Which great immortal?"

"My name is Shen Zhaoshan. I heard he is a very capable immortal."

"Did you catch that ghost?"

Tong Tong sighed and shook his head: "No, I heard the opera sound last night, but as soon as Shen Zhaoshan came, the ghost disappeared, and as soon as Shen Zhaoshan left, it came out again."

The corner of my mouth twitched, and I couldn't help but picture Shen Zhaoshan jumping up and down in anger. He must have said something like, "Isn't this just for walking?"

I turned my head and glanced at Tong Tong: "The construction site is haunted, aren't you afraid?"

Tong Tong tilted his chin, blinked nonchalantly, and looked at me strangely: "As a patient, I will die sooner or later, what should I be afraid of?"

"You are so brave."

"I also think I'm brave."

I patted his shoulder: "You should go to bed early. I'm leaving first."

After leaving his house, the lights in his house were quickly turned off. I did not leave, but looked around the construction site.

The construction site at night was huge and quiet, with piles of sand, cement, and steel bars everywhere.

Everywhere is full of the atmosphere of working people.

Close your eyes and feel it, there is indeed a Yin Qi lingering in the construction site. The strange thing is that ordinary Yin Qi should be full of sharp impact. This is what the ghosts who harm people here should look like.

And the Yin Qi here... is a bit struggling, as if someone has pressed it here and imprisoned it.

When I opened my eyes, the scene in front of me had changed. Several thin lines of smoke-like Yin Qi floated over from the north.

North belongs to water and belongs to yin. If you guessed correctly, there should be a well or pond there. Obviously, the yin energy drifts from there.


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