Three-year-old milk bag down the mountain, relying on metaphysics to become the favorite of the whol

Qi Shixu opened the door and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ma Wu's wife hung her head, hesitated for a long time, and then said falteringly: "I... I'm going to think... to remind you, sleep well at night, children must not... cry... especially loudly... Will... will attract..."

Her fingers twisted into twists before she made up her mind to say those three words, "It will attract ghosts crying at night..."

What Ma Wu's wife didn't know was that the cameraman left, but the camera in the room was still broadcasting live.

Her words were broadcasted exactly.

[Night Crying Ghost? 】

[I remember crying when I was a child, and the adults at home always used this to scare me, not to mention, it worked for me! 】

[Before I thought that this aunt seemed to have something to say, just to say this? 】

[Is there really such a thing? 】

[Judging from her expression, she doesn't seem to be lying, do they still believe this? ...]

[Speaking of this, I'm not sleepy anymore!Can it be played at night?You can also listen to the sound... I'm really curious...]

The barrage was discussing intensely, and suddenly it popped up, showing "The live broadcast room is closed."

The netizens who were ejected from the live broadcast room were stunned, and went to other live broadcast rooms to discuss.

[What's going on in the live broadcast room next door?Suddenly the live broadcast room was closed!Is there anything I can't hear? 】

[Has it been detected any prohibited words?Didn't you see Xixi and Qi Shixu coming to turn off the camera? 】

[Maybe it's the program group, emergency escape]

【Should the program group remind other guests?If there are really night cry ghosts, Xiaokuibaoxiaoxiao is the most dangerous here...]

[Ouch, it's just talking, is there really such a legendary thing? 】

Soon some sharp-eyed netizens noticed that a yellow corner was exposed under Xiaoxiao's pillow.

If you zoom in, it looks like a talisman.

[Could it be that the program team is already prepared? 】

【I feel relieved! 】

[If there is really a crying ghost at night, Xixi must be the safest, I feel that I have never seen Xixi crying in the live broadcast...]

【…】

What netizens don't know is that at Ma Wu's house, which lost the live broadcast camera.

Xixi was not surprised at all after hearing what Ma Wu's wife said about the Night Crying Ghost.

She walked over, stood on tiptoe, raised her small hand, and patted the back of Ma Wu's wife's slightly restrained hand.

"Auntie, don't be sad..."

"..."

Ma Wu's wife was stunned, and looked at Xixi in surprise.

She didn't understand why Xixi suddenly comforted her.

Could it be... When I went out in the afternoon, did someone talk nonsense outside?
Her tiger head disappeared at the end of last year, and many people in the village know about it.

It was also at that time that rumors of the Night Crying Ghost began to spread.

She couldn't figure it out, would someone really say this in front of outsiders?

He promised to let the program team come to the village to record, in order to promote the tea mountain, but such gossip will not do any good for the publicity of the tea mountain...

Just when Ma Wu's wife was about to ask, Xixi dragged her out and closed the door behind her.

Walking downstairs, it was pitch black except for a small dim light at the stairway.

"Where are you taking me?" Ma Wu's wife asked confusedly.

Ma Wu saw them going downstairs and followed them.

Xixi said: "Xixi can let you see him again..."

"Who?"

"Brother Tiger Head."

"..."

"..."

The husband and wife looked at each other, both a little panic-stricken.

Still a little angry.

"You...how did you know? Who told you?"

Xixi said: "Brother Hutou told Xixi."

"How come? The tiger head has been dead for half a year, you...don't lie to us..."

Xixi didn't say much, and took out a small gourd sealed with talisman paper from the treasure bag.

Open the small gourd, and the soul of the tiger head floated out from it.

A strange fragrance wafted by, and Ma Wu and Ma Wu's wife immediately saw the tiger-headed soul standing next to Xixi.

"Tiger head... Tiger head..."

Ma Wu's wife immediately rushed towards Hutou's soul, but she couldn't catch it, and even fell over.

She didn't care about the dirt on her body, and knelt down on one leg to touch Hutou's hand, becoming cautious.

"Tiger head...is it really you? I am mother, mother did not protect you well..."

She covered her face and cried miserably.

"Mother……"

The tiger-headed soul is considered the most complete, but after being awakened by Xixi, it is still a little dull.

He raised his little hand, clumsily trying to wipe tears for Ma Wu's wife, "Mom... don't cry... don't cry..."

"Mom misses you so much! Mom really misses you so much!"

Time did not heal the pain of losing a child, but as time passed, these emotions were buried deep in my heart.

At the moment when he saw the tiger-headed soul, all the suppressed emotions were released, and he couldn't hide it anymore.

Ma Wu also cried "Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." from behind, and he became a man of tears.

"Mom and Dad...don't cry..."

After they had cried enough, Xixi slowly opened her mouth.

"Uncle, aunt, don't cry, brother Hutou will come back to find you..."

"Really...really?"

"Ok!"

Xixi nodded, took out a piece of talisman paper, folded it carefully, waved it in the air a few times, and the tiger's head disappeared.

"Where's the tiger head? Tiger head!"

Ma Wu's wife's eyes, which were already swollen into walnuts, burst into tears in an instant.

Xixi handed the talisman paper to her, "Brother Hutou is here, put this under the pillow, brother Hutou will come to find you..."

Ma Wu's wife held the talisman paper in both hands, stuck it to her chest, and murmured Hutou's name.

"Xi Xi is sleepy, good night, uncle and aunt."

Xixi yawned and planned to leave.

He was stopped by Ma Wu, "You... who are you? Why did you come to us with a tiger's head, obviously... obviously eaten by the Night Crying Ghost..."

Xixi tilted her head, "Xixi is a celestial master! He is very good at catching ghosts! Xixi grabbed that ugly uncle, and once he beat him, he spit out the life soul he swallowed..."

"..."

Ma Wu knelt down and kowtowed heavily to Xi Xi, "Little Immortal, you are our family's great benefactor!"

"Don't kneel..." Xixi waved her hand, "Xixi just went smoothly, there are still important things to do!"

"Wh...what's the matter?"

"Catch the bad guy! The bad guy who drove the Night Crying Ghost to harm people." Xixi replied.

Ma Wu was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood the meaning of Xi Xi's words.

Since the end of last year, several such incidents have occurred in several nearby villages.

The unlucky ones, like his tiger head, lost their lives directly.

With luck, good kids become dull and goofy.

They always thought it was ghosts, but they didn't expect it to be people.

This is deliberate murder!

He gritted his teeth and said: "Little God, who is so hateful! Can you tell me? I can help! I can't help you catch ghosts, but I can count people's heads! Let me know who it is, and I will kill you with a fork." he!……"