Pluto's cub is three and a half years old, and his seven brothers spoil him

The battered Li Qichen took Xiao Yanbao back to Li's manor with a sigh of relief, and then he returned to his small apartment outside with his latest "unlucky ghost" body pendant.

He had to retreat for a period of time to digest this cruel reality.

And he didn't want his unlucky ghost to affect other people in the Li family.

He is enough for the unlucky man.

With the help of the nanny, Xiao Yanbao took a comfortable hot bath, changed into a set of comfortable and beautiful little ball pajamas, and then returned to his exclusive bedroom.

She was lying on the big soft bed, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

She turned her small head and looked out of the window, the moonlight reflected in her eyes, melting into a bright and clear.

She seemed to be waiting for someone to show up...

I don't know how long the time has passed, Xiao Yanbao was already drowsy from waiting, and finally at midnight, a familiar figure appeared in her line of sight.

Wearing a large black cloak and carrying a huge sickle, he was dressed in the same way from ancient times.

The little milk bag woke up in an instant, quickly jumped off the bed, and ran towards the window with her slippers on.

With a "click", Xiao Yanbao opened the window from the inside.

At the same time, that dark figure landed on the window sill outside with an elegant gesture.

But the elegance lasted for less than a second, and he squatted down in front of Xiao Yanbao like a big dog, took off the big hat that was on his head, revealed a handsome and evil face, and stared at the person in front of him. The little milk bag smiled slightly:
"Little guy, it's so late, you haven't slept yet!"

Seeing the other person's face clearly, Xiao Naibao's eyes lit up suddenly, and she said in surprise: "Uncle Death God, it really is you!"

When she was eating pizza with fourth uncle in the restaurant, she had already felt the breath of Uncle Death.

But Uncle Death seemed to be just passing by, and the breath didn't stay for long before dissipating.

But Xiao Yanbao has always had a very strong premonition that Uncle Death will come to her.

So she waited and waited and waited and waited...

Sure enough, Uncle Death really came to look for her!
Looking at the cute little milk dumpling in front of him, the god of death was successfully cute. He stretched out his hand and touched Xiao Yanbao's head, and praised:
"Little guy, you are really getting better and better now! You can feel my lord's aura from such a distance, and my lord really saw you right!"

As expected of a rare psychic genius!

Lord Reaper has always believed that she can definitely help him.

Seemingly comfortable being touched on the head, Xiao Yanbao squinted his eyes like a kitten.

She tilted her head slightly, and asked Lord Death God in a childish voice, "Uncle Death God, why are you out for a walk when you don't sleep at night?"

"..."

Lord Reaper was obviously choked, sighed helplessly, and said, "Because Uncle is Reaper! Reaper doesn't come out for a walk at night, when will he come out for a walk?"

In fact, he would also come out for a stroll during the day.

But if he's out for a walk during the day, something big is going to happen—

It's not a natural disaster, it's a man-made disaster.

It must be when there are corpses all over the place, and when the ghosts of the underworld are too busy, he will go out to seduce the soul himself.

So under normal circumstances, it would be better for Lord Reaper to come out for a stroll at night.

"Oh--"

Xiao Yanbao nodded with a dazed face, his eyes were lightly bent like crescent moons, and he said with a sweet smile: "Uncle Death is also a ghost, just like other ghosts, it is more suitable to come out for a stroll at night."

"so smart!"

Lord Reaper couldn't help touching the head of the little human cub again, and his eyes softened a little unconsciously.

"Little guy, in order to avoid scaring others, Uncle thinks that you'd better not call Uncle Death Uncle in the future."

Lord Reaper suddenly thought of something, and said solemnly.

The little milk bag blinked, and asked innocently: "What did Yanyan call you?"

"Call me Uncle Jiang Li!"

"Jiang Li..."

Xiao Naibao repeated the name, Uncle Death seems to have told her this name before, but she forgot.

"So that's your name!"

"Isn't it nice?" Jiang Li asked with a smile.

Anyway, he himself is very satisfied with his name.

"Well, it sounds good!"

Xiao Yanbao nodded in agreement and cheered very sensiblely.

Not only cute, but also a ghostly little guy!

"Little guy, do you still remember the agreement between us?"

Jiang Li suddenly brought the topic back to the business, and asked the little milk bag.

"Remember!" Xiao Yanbao raised his little hand as if answering a teacher's question, and said softly, "Yanyan always remembers!"

After all, Uncle Jiang Li promised her: as long as she can complete the task that uncle entrusted to her, she will be able to see her mother.

So Xiao Yanbao has always kept this matter in mind.

Jiang Li's fox-like eyes were glowing red in the night, he lowered his voice slightly and asked, "Then can we start the mission?"

Xiao Yanbao's expression also became serious, and he asked back: "Uncle Jiang Li came to find Yanyan, is it because he has a mission?"

"Yes."

Jiang Li nodded solemnly, and said, "And now there is a very important thing you need to do."

"whats the matter?"

Xiao Yanbao asked curiously, and as soon as the words fell, her body floated up.

The little milk bag widened her eyes in surprise, as if she hadn't thought that she would take off in place.

Wow--

Flying and flying, the little milk dumpling flew into Jiang Li's arms. He seemed to be holding a plush toy, and easily hugged Xiao Yanbao in his arms, saying:
"You'll know after a walk with uncle."

Saying that, both Jiang Li and Xiao Yanbao turned into a cloud of black air, and disappeared in Li's Manor in an instant.

Fortunately, it is early morning and the night is quiet, and everyone in the Li family has basically fallen asleep.

The second brother, Li Muchen, is still fighting in the canyon because of playing black games.

However, the teammates are too pitiful, and after a fierce operation, all the members fart.

Li Muchen could only watch the other party push down the crystal in their house through the black and white screen of the mobile phone.

"Garbage game, rubbish teammates, I won't play anymore!"

Li Muchen was so angry that he threw his phone on the bed, got up and came to the window, trying to get some air and extinguish the fire.

Just happened to see the scene where Jiang Li was holding Xiao Yanbao in his arms.

What the hell!

Playing the game for too long has given him hallucinations.

Why did you see that dark guy again? !
hell!hell!
Li Muchen was so frightened that he immediately closed the window, pulled the curtains, jumped onto the bed, covered his head with the quilt, and began to tremble uncontrollably...

Hallucinations, hallucinations, must be his hallucinations!

He unconsciously recited the core values ​​of socialism, as if he wanted to warn himself that there are no ghosts in this world.

But he was very clear in his heart——

What happened to him that night was not a hallucination, let alone a dream, everything was real!