The retired broom star cub is the mantra

Under everyone's earnest gaze——

Little Lingbao puffed out his small chest and patted his heart: "I'll leave it to Zai Zai!"

……

Chunyu's hardware facilities are actually no worse than Hede's.

There are dehumidifiers everywhere in the teaching building, and the fresh air system is also working non-stop.

But everything still exudes an indescribable mildew.

There was an earthy smell of pond algae.

There are not many children in Xiao Lingbao's class, but it's not because the class is good, but because the children are almost gone.

For most of the rest, tuition fees are waived.

Dean Tao has been subsidizing Chun Yu with his savings.

If the "haunting" matter is not resolved, Chun Yu's history will come to an end this year.

In order to welcome Xiao Lingbao and her friends, Chun Yu specially bought them brand new sheets and bedding.

Although the small wooden bed was still a bit damp, but the small quilt was covered up to his chin, and little Lingbao smelled a lazy scent of sunshine.

Hmm, it smells so good.

She squinted her eyes and was about to take a nap...

tick-

A drop of water fell from the ceiling out of thin air.

Little Ling Bao opened his eyes suddenly: "Stop."

The droplet, hanging above her long lashes, froze.

The other children were already fast asleep.

Little Lingbao raised his hand, caught the water drop in front of his eyes, and looked at it repeatedly on his fingertips.

"Water in the pond," she murmured strangely.

The smell of this water is very familiar...

There was something in his eyes that seemed to be staring at her.

As soon as Xiao Lingbao raised his eyes, he saw a figure looming on the ceiling.

Little Lingbao didn't even think about it: "Definitely!"

The shadow is frozen.

Stuck in the ceiling, unable to get out, unable to retreat.

"Are you a water ghost too?" Xiao Lingbao was curious.

During this period of time, she seems to be very close to water ghosts.

The shadow didn't speak, but it seemed to show a look of resentment.

"Slightly," Little Lingbao stuck out his little pink tongue, "Sister is so fierce."

So what?
Just pretend she doesn't exist!
Little Lingbao turned over and fell asleep soundly.

"Why do you have such a good mental quality?" The little native chicken obviously broke down a bit.

God knows, he is a landlubber who is most afraid of water.

After being stared at by that kind of evil spirit for a whole afternoon, his wings were almost bald.

Little Lingbao can still sleep soundly, is he big-hearted or ignorant?
Little Lingbao gave Little Tuji a strange look: "Isn't she fixed there?"

"You plan to keep her there forever?" asked the little chicken.

Little Lingbao poked his chin and looked at the blue sky: "This... I don't know, it feels like this fierce sister is about to fall down at any moment."

Little Tuji Fried Hair: "You know that too!"

Sure enough, the next day when Xiao Lingbao went to bed at noon, the figure on the ceiling disappeared.

Only a wet figure and lingering resentment remained.

"You're being targeted." The little native chicken reminded little Lingbao.

Little Lingbao ignored it and continued to sleep soundly.

When it was time to get up, the nurse went to fetch clothes for little Lingbao.

"Ah..." the nurse exclaimed in a low voice.

I have a heavy coat in my hand, and it's all soaked through!

Similar things have happened too many times, so when it happens again, the employees have become numb after getting used to it.

To deal with this situation, Teacher Chunyu's solution is to quickly blow it dry.

But even if it is blown dry, the clothes will become smelly and wrinkled, losing their original softness and comfort.

As long as the clothes are wet by Qi Qi in Chun Yu, they will be considered ruined.

"Little bird, go," Xiao Lingbao commanded the little chicken calmly, "go and suck up the clothes."

Little Tuji: "...? What do you think of me? Are you blowing chicken?"

Little Lingbao kept silent, looked at the little chicken with watery eyes, and curled his little red lips aggrievedly.

The little native chicken had goosebumps all over his body and fell down.

"Okay, okay, can't I go?"

When did the little witch learn this trick?

There is no trick to win!

Five minutes later, little Lingbao put on the fragrant clothes.

Not only did the coat not become smelly or wrinkled, but it looked like new. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be shrouded in a layer of soft golden light.

The little native chicken on the side: "yue——"

What kind of water is this?

None of the decades-old altars and feet-washing cellars can't reach this concentration.

"Do you think the taste of this water is very familiar?" Xiao Lingbao asked the little native chicken.

"Maybe...yue—" the little native chicken vomited wildly.

"Have you ever drank before?"

"What?" The little chicken couldn't believe it, "yue—"

Little Lingbao is very sure:

"You've drank it before. When you first came to me, you had this strange smell on your body!"

"Impossible!" The little native chicken objected fiercely.

"You are," Xiao Lingbao drew a big circle on his arm, "you drank two—big tanks of water, and the smell on your body is gone!"

The little chicken... confused.

really?
He used to have such a disgusting smell?

impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
"It's only when you're by my side that you become fragrant." Little Lingbao patted the little native chicken's head, "Admit it, admit it, just admit it."

"Ah--"

A cold chuckle floated from mid-air.

Little Lingbao raised his head, and saw a black shadow floating over his head.

"Sister, you can't scare me! I've seen you before!" Little Lingbao made a grimace.

"You're talking nonsense!" Hei Ying just dropped his voice, "Little kid... I hate the little kid who doesn't know anything! The little kid who only pees his pants!"

"Ling Bao is not a brat," Ling Bao raised his mouth unhappily, "Sister is an immature ghost!"

"I'm naive?" The female ghost laughed sharply, "I like eating children the most, one bite at a time, crunchy! Hee hee——"

"A childish ghost quarreled with a three-year-old kid, a little bit—"

The magic attack that Xiao Lingbao newly learned is just a little bit.

Without him, Lu Xuhui, one of the two guardians of Ling Xiaoshen, loves to do this movement.

"A childish ghost will only wet other people's clothes, slightly—"

"Young ghosts are stuck in the wall and can't get out, slightly—"

"Believe it or not, I ate you!" The shadow screamed and swooped down.

Little Lingbao said indifferently: "Definitely."

He looked at the black shadow that was fixed in mid-air, posing in the shape of a tornado.

"Childish ghosts hang in the air!" Xiao Lingbao finally stuck out his tongue.

Turning around, he pulled Dou Siyi and Lu Xuhui, and bounced away.

"Do you know that she is a ghost?"

The little native chicken watched the war of words between Xiao Lingbao and the other party in horror.

"Beautiful ghost..." Xiao Lingbao tilted his head, "Is it a beautiful ghost?"

"It's a very vicious ghost," Goudan suddenly twisted inside the clownfish, "the kind that can eat little friends."

"But, she hasn't eaten anyone before." Little Lingbao still didn't understand.

"Big idiot—" Little Tuji and Xiaogoudan spoke in unison,

"No matter how angry you are with her, she will eat it soon!"