Tianshi Fubao is three and a half years old, spoiled by the tyrant father

The starving ghost slowly wriggled from the ground and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, before he ran two steps, Bai Muxue grabbed his neck and pulled him back.

The starving ghost screamed in pain.

Bai Muxue effortlessly threw the starving ghost in front of Gu Zhaozhao.

Just as Gu Zhaozhao was about to speak, he saw the starved ghost on the ground start to writhe and twist, looking in pain.

She rubbed her little hands nervously, "Sister Xue, did you pinch him so that his soul would fly away?"

Bai Muxue looked at her hands in puzzlement, "I can't, I didn't try hard."

Could it be that this starving ghost is too fragile to bear such a pinch?
But just now Qingying beat him for a long time, so he was fine.

Just when Xiao Naituan was going to temporarily suppress it with talisman paper.

The starved ghost on the ground suddenly began to shrink rapidly like a deflated ball.

In the blink of an eye, the starved ghost who was fat like a pig just now looked like dry wood.

Gu Zhaozhao opened his small mouth slightly, and his big eyes flashed brightly.

It's amazing, she has caught so many ghosts, and she has never seen one that can transform.

The starving ghost struggled for a long time, and finally raised his head slowly.

A haggard face appeared like this.

The starving ghost now is quite different from the one just now.

His eye sockets and cheeks were sunken, and the arms that were exposed from under the tattered clothes on his body were also bruised and purple.

The two hands on the ground were as dry as sticks, and he raised his head to play with Gu Zhaozhao sadly, "Little Celestial Master..."

Seeing his appearance, Gu Zhaozhao frowned deeply, "Is this your original appearance?"

The starving ghost nodded.

It was only then that Xiao Naituan suddenly realized, she just said, how can there be such a fat head and big ears for a starving ghost.

Gu Jingchen at the side felt that the surrounding air seemed to have become much more normal.

Finally, he took Gu Zhaozhao's hand again, "Zhaozhao, are you ready, can we go?"

Gu Zhaozhao pointed to the starving ghost, "Wait a second brother, I'll ask."

Gu Jingchen couldn't see anything, but he also knew that there must be a ghost in front of him.

He suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he obediently stood beside his sister.

Gu Zhaozhao raised his neck and asked loudly: "Starving dead ghost, where did you come from? Why are you pestering that big brother?"

The starving ghost began to whine, but also slowly said,
"Little Celestial Master, I was originally a person from the clouds, and I escaped here only because of the war, but because I was not familiar with the place where I was born, and I was a person from the clouds, I couldn't find a job.

It was a winter about 80 years ago. I was desperate, hungry and cold, and I was about to die, so I came to the door of a family.

The little son of that family was kind enough to give me half a steamed bun, but the head of his family called me a thief and beat me up violently. I finally starved to death in the ruined temple, and only then did I become a ghost. "

Listening to the starving ghost's narration, Bai Muxue and Duan Qingying beside him also fell silent.

Duan Qingying shook her head helplessly, "I really don't know how many people were killed in this war, and how many people were left homeless."

Gu Zhaozhao's heart was also very sour, and she asked in a childish voice: "Is the family who killed you the ancestor of this brother?"

The starving ghost nodded again and again, "Yes, the little celestial master is really smart. They killed me. Of course I want to take revenge on his descendants. Who made this kid stupid? He always stays alone, so I can take advantage of it."

He said, looking at Fat Jiu who was unconscious beside him.

The little milk group is not happy now.

She pouted her face and stared at the starving ghost angrily, "Even if Brother Fei Jiu's ancestor killed you, you can't find him. He has no mother, and father married a stepmother again. I'm sure in my heart." Uncomfortable, of course I have to be alone.

No wonder you can't have a baby, do you understand that you are doing evil. "

The starving ghost lowered his head, with a guilty look on his face, "Isn't there nothing I can do about it, the resentment in my heart can't go away."

Gu Zhaozhao shook his head and sighed like an adult, "Hey, it's hard to be a human being, and it's also hard to be a ghost."

This cute move made Ji Lingxiu, who was hiding in the grass beside him, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips.

Gu Zhaozhao is really interesting, obviously his mind is as pure as a lake, but the things he does are more appropriate than adults.

only……

He carefully looked at Gu Zhaozhao who was standing there alone and talking to himself through the cracks in the grass.

Hei Che's eyes were dyed with a crystal color of astonishment.

Can she really see ghosts?
Ji Lingxiu's thoughts were pulled back to when he was unconscious.

In a trance, he did indeed see Gu Zhaozhao holding the talisman paper.

Just like that.

After the starving ghost finished telling his tragic experience, he fell down on the ground again and began to cry.

Gu Zhaozhao rubbed his little ears, and took out a piece of talisman paper, "Then I'll take you in, and then I'll save you, okay?"

The starving ghost suddenly stopped crying, looked up at Gu Zhaozhao in a daze, "Do you have food?"

Gu Zhaozhao was stunned, "I can eat it for you."

The starved ghost immediately opened his mouth and nodded violently, "Then I will."

He didn't wait for Gu Zhaozhao to use the talisman paper, he got into the cornucopia by himself.

Little Naituan happily shook the cornucopia, "What a glutton, I'm leaving, and I still want to eat."

But finally got it right.

Bai Muxue and Duan Qingying also looked at each other, and got into her small satchel again.

They don't want to stay with starving ghosts.

Gu Zhaozhao was holding a cornucopia in his small hand, grinning happily, "You can go home."

Gu Jingchen picked her up without saying a word, "Let's go!"

He quickly ran down the mountain without looking back.

Gu Zhaozhao anxiously pointed to Fei Jiu who was slowly getting up, "Second Brother, Brother Fei Jiu is still there."

Gu Jingchen didn't care about other things at all, "It's okay, Fei Jiu is very familiar with this mountain, I will send someone to inform his family in a while, he will be fine."

He just wants to take his sister and leave quickly.

As for the rest, there's really nothing he can do.

We can't let him drag Fei Jiu along with him.

Gu Zhaozhao was shaken by Gu Jingchen's bumpy fleshy face.

She could only lie quietly on his shoulder.

Forget it, brother Fei Jiu has already woken up anyway, and since there is no starving ghost following him, he should be much more awake.

No need to be a glutton anymore.

"Second brother, if Brother Fei Jiu remembers that you traded food for his ginseng and snow lotus, will he be angry? Didn't you say that it was something his mother left him?"

Gu Jingchen's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he looked at Gu Zhaozhao nervously,
"What you said... seems to make sense..."

This Fei Jiu used to be the most precious of these two things, even if he was possessed by a ghost, he would always hold on to it.

If it wasn't for being put on the mountain this time, he probably wouldn't have changed since he probably didn't have anything to eat.

He shook his head vigorously, and continued on his way, "Forget it, it's all changed, the most important thing is to heal the father first, the worst is to let Fei Jiu beat him up."