Four-and-a-half-year-old baby girl: My seven brothers spoiled me after I came down from the mountain

Chapter 69
After learning painting from Mr. Wen all afternoon, Qi Zhou became addicted and painted whenever he had time every day.

Everyone in the family loves her. Although they know that she is not good at painting, they don't want to criticize her and they all praise her.

Qin Er, on the other hand, looked at the paper blown all over the floor by the wind, bent down to pick it up, piled it into a pile, frowned and said, "Don't waste paper."

Porridge raised his head, blinked his eyes, and said seriously: "Second brother, I didn't waste anything."

That's not what waste is.

Qin Er was about to speak when the doorbell rang suddenly. He swallowed his words, walked over to open the door, and looked at the people outside with some surprise: "Grandpa?"

Of course it's not his grandfather, but Xiao Qi's grandfather, Mr. Wen.

"Why are you here?" He invited him in and saw a young man following him. Qin Er couldn't help but take a second look.

He was a tall man, but he was hiding behind Mr. Wen. He had deep dark circles under his eyes, and there was a look of panic in his eyes, as if he had been frightened, and he looked like he was not in his right mind.

Mr. Wen pinched his eyebrows and asked, "Xiao'er, are you here?"

"Yes." Hearing his voice a long time ago, Porridge ran out of the study and looked at him, "Grandpa, are you looking for me?"

Mr. Wen glanced at the young man behind him and nodded.

Grandpa Qin and Grandma Qin also came out. They were a little surprised when they saw him, but they didn't say anything and asked someone to pour tea and invite him to sit down.

"My in-laws are here today. Do you have anything to do?"

"Yes." Mr. Wen sighed before he spoke, and then glanced at the young man behind him. He didn't know how to speak.

But seeing that he was so frightened, he could only say: "That's it, Congee painted a few paintings at my place that day. I, the student, happened to see it, so I took one back, and the result..."

He paused and his voice lowered, "In the end, he said he saw a ghost, and he said it was because of the painting."

After saying that, Mr. Wen's face was extremely embarrassed. If the student hadn't been squatting at his house every day asking him who painted this, he wouldn't have been willing to come here.

How ridiculous it is to spread this word.

It's just a child's random doodles that can attract ghosts?He is a heavenly master.

Unexpectedly, Grandpa Qin and Grandma Qin were not surprised when they heard this.

After all, my little granddaughter is truly a heavenly master.

On the side, Porridge kept staring at Sun Xin, and suddenly asked: "Is there any sword or something on your bedside?"

Hearing this, Sun Xin was shocked and blurted out: "How do you know?"

It turned out to be true.

Mr. Wen was also a little surprised.

Sun Xin said: "There is indeed a sword hanging above my bed. Isn't it said that it can ward off evil spirits and eliminate disasters?"

"It's true that swords can ward off evil spirits, but they have to be placed in the living room, study, or sleeping area. On the contrary, they will attract evil spirits. My paintings can also ward off evil spirits, but if they are too far away, the spirit body will most likely be in your presence. It’s in the room and out of reach.”

From the moment he came in, Congee knew what he had encountered.

Because he carries the evil spirit unique to spiritual bodies.

"That spirit still touched you."

Hearing this, Sun Xin nodded repeatedly, scared and angry: "When I go to bed at night, I always feel like someone is pressing my back. When I wake up in the morning, my body feels like it is falling apart. Sometimes when I play games, I often feel someone knocking on my back." There seemed to be some noise on the back of my head, as if someone was scolding me, and my computer was inexplicably on when I got home from work at night."

He said firmly: "It must be a female ghost!"

Hearing this, Congee was a little surprised, "Why is it a woman?"

"That's not it." Sun Xin analyzed clearly, "She touched me and called me handsome boy. She must have fallen in love with me and wanted to have an affair with me. Isn't that how it is shown in movies."

Congee: "..." I don't understand, but this uncle is really narcissistic.

She looked at him and said seriously: "He doesn't like you."

I just didn't like him, so I slapped him on the back of the head.

Yao Sunxin didn't believe it, "How is it possible? Why did you touch me if you didn't like me?"

Congee looked at him suspiciously: "Are you sure it was touching?" Wasn't it a beating?
"Of course!"

Seeing the two people arguing and the topic getting further and further away, Grandma Qin hurriedly said: "Qi Zhou, what do you think we should do about this?"

Porridge immediately came to his senses and said, "It's okay. I'll just go take a look and collect it."

It's a small thing, not important.

With that said, Porridge stood up and planned to walk out.

Mr. Wen was confused after hearing this. He looked at Grandpa Qin blankly and asked, "In-laws, what on earth is going on." Why did she not understand a word of what Qi Zhou said.

Grandpa Qin thought for a while. He was not an outsider anyway, so he simply lowered his voice and whispered: "Don't panic, in-laws. This child, Congee, grew up in a Taoist temple and learned some Taoist things from her master."

Mr. Wen was confused. Didn't the little girl grow up in a temple?Why did you become a Taoist temple again?
It was a long story, and Grandpa Qin didn't explain anything, so he pulled him to follow.

Not long after, we arrived at the place where Sun Xin lived.

Sun Xin also saw that there was something unusual about Congee. He bent down and grabbed her clothes, and said fearfully: "You can really solve it."

"Of course." Compared to him, Porridge was much calmer and looked more like an adult. Her eyes fell on one place, "I have already seen him."

Hearing this, Sun Xin trembled and his voice trembled, "Then you should accept this female ghost quickly!"

Hearing this, Congee tilted his head and glanced at him, and said seriously: "Uncle, you are really not a woman."

As she spoke, she raised her little hand, and then everyone saw someone else on the chair.

The man stepped on the chair, scratched it with his hands a few times, and then flipped it up on the keyboard. He didn't have many hairs on his head, but he had a bad temper. From time to time he would curse: "Come on, I don't care." Why are you running away after you have someone under control? If you sell your shit to me, even ghosts are more righteous than you..."

As he spoke, he noticed something. He turned around and saw them all staring at him, and asked in surprise: "Can you see me?"

"Ah——" Sun Xin screamed and almost peed.

Mr. Wen was not frightened by the big man who picked at his feet. He almost gave him a heart attack.

He looked at this scene in disbelief, it really refreshed his understanding.

"You can really see me." The big man with his feet was also very curious and stopped playing the game. He came over and asked. It's too embarrassing to not change his expression when he sees porridge. Sun Xin's reaction is normal.

Thinking about it, he suddenly flashed in front of her, made a face at her, and said with a sinister smile: "Are you afraid?"

Porridge leaned back in disgust, and when he saw that he still hadn't put it away, he tightened his fist and punched him away: "Uncle, you are so ugly to me!"

He is already ugly, but he is still making faces, which makes him extremely ugly!
Porridge groaned and took out two cleaning charms, put them on his eyes and washed them, then he felt a little better.

Grandma Qin shook her head, gave him a thumbs up and said, "Young man has a good eye, he picked out the best among us at a glance."

The big man who picked his feet after being hit against the wall and almost unable to dig him off said: "..."

Who knew that kids these days who look bigger than ghosts would be able to lie!

Congee looked at him, suddenly said "Huh" and walked over.

Seeing her coming, the big man who picked his feet subconsciously shrank back and immediately gave up: "Sister, I was wrong!"

"You are the eldest sister." Congee pouted and said unhappily, staring at the evil spirit in his heart and frowning, "Were you killed by someone?"

(End of this chapter)