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Chapter 155 Empty Nest Ghost
Qu Xiunan looked down at Wanwan's bewildered expression, lowered his head and asked in concern, "What's wrong?"

Wanwan thought for a few seconds, looked up at the sky, then at the ground outside the tricycle, and shook her head decisively: "No~"

impossible.

How could the little fairy drool while sleeping?

It must have just had a sneaky drizzle.

The cameraman hid behind the camera and snickered, taking a panoramic view of all of Wanwan's little movements, and the audience in the live broadcast room also clearly saw Wanwan's small expressions of suspicion, shock, and guilt.

"It's so cute, I miss rua~"

"She looked at the sky, then at the ground, and reasonably suspected that it had just rained, but couldn't find evidence..."

"Maomao pretends to be dignified jpg."

"Hahaha, die from laughing..."

"Wanwan: Don't ask, if you ask, nothing happens!"

……

As soon as they returned to the village, the program team had already arranged for someone to come and inform them that they could temporarily change rooms.

Xia Zhihuai and Qu Xiunan still took Wanwan back and took out all their luggage, and they used the excuse of going to the bathroom to pack their things, and murmured with Wanwan in the toilet.

Wanwan was a little confused, but her eyes lit up after listening.

She took out a soul orb from her pocket, then grabbed at the soul orb, and pulled out a charred claw.

Xia Zhihuai took out the red rope Wan Wan handed him, on which a small peach pit was hanging, and he firmly tied the rope to the ghost claw.

"Is this sure that he won't hurt others?"

Wanwan nodded vigorously: "He didn't dare. If I hurt other people with this, I can feel it. I can take him in through the peach pit."

After taking it in, Guigui will feel more uncomfortable.

But she used a small charm on the peach core, and wearing it on the ghost's hand will not hurt him for the time being.

But if the time is too long, the power of the spell will be consumed, so it must be removed within three days.

After Xia Zhihuai figured out the effect, he asked Wanwan to release the ghost first.

Wanwan threw the soul orb on the ground, and with a "crack", the soul orb slowly swelled into a terrifying, thin, charred ghost.

The ghost immediately retreated into the corner, looking at Wanwan and Xia Zhihuai, like a little white rabbit meeting a big bad wolf, wishing to turn around and go back to the wall immediately, and never come out again.

Xia Zhihuai immediately grabbed him, squatted in front of him, looked at the miserable ghost, and whispered, "Do me a favor, we will send you to reincarnate in a few days, what do you think of this deal?"

Ghost: "..." trembling, not daring to play.

Xia Zhihuai saw that he was in a daze, and he didn't have the arrogance of last night at all, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "It's fine if you don't agree to help, then we'll destroy you on the spot..."

ghost:"……"

In front of Hunfeiposan, he agreed.

The ghost immediately nodded his head quickly.

Xia Zhihuai smiled and wanted to reach out to pat him on the shoulder, but seeing his dark appearance, he silently withdrew his raised hand.

He leaned over and whispered something in the ghost's ear, and the ghost blinked, a little surprised that his request was so simple.

"Can it be done?"

Ghost: Nod obediently.

"Can you do it well?"

Ghost: Guaranteed to complete the mission!

"Never hurt anyone."

Ghost: I understand!

"Okay, you understand everything, let's say hello tonight."

Xia Zhihuai watched the ghost crawl into the wall, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only black ash on the bathroom floor.

He used the shower head to wash the floor clean, and Wanwan and he washed the black ashes off their hands. They walked out of the bathroom with a smile and moved out of this haunted house without hesitation. …

In the afternoon, a middle-aged man in a dark gray Tang suit came to the crew, with a mustache and a pair of sunglasses. He was holding a bamboo fan in his hand. As soon as he got out of the car, he swung the fan away. What is painted on it is a picture of "Songtao Cloud Shadow".

Xia Zhihuai was sitting on the tree trunk at that time, sawing the branches with a saw, so he could see far from the high position, and he could clearly see the behavior of the middle-aged man in the village.

He couldn't help raising his eyebrows, feeling a little curious in his heart.

Is this person invited by Hu Beijun a capable Taoist priest, or a fake god who came to deceive and deceive!

Standing under the tree, Wanwan watched Xia Zhihuai riding on the tree in a daze, and couldn't help shouting loudly: "Brother, I want to go up too."

Xia Zhihuai looked down at her, and resolutely refused: "No, you are too young to climb that high."

Wanwan put her hands on her hips, raised her small head, and stared at him dissatisfied with her big eyes.

"Then hurry up and work, Grandma Zhang said she wants more than a dozen branches of the same length..."

Xia Zhihuai waved her to drive her away: "I know, you stay away, the branch will be sawed off in a while, and it will hit you if it falls."

Wanwan turned her head and took a few steps back.

Xia Zhihuai hugged the tree trunk: "No, just step back."

Wanwan walked further, staring at him with scorching eyes as he saw and chopped off the branches. After a while, a few branches fell from above.

The trees have just sprouted and grown leaves recently, but the trees in the village have grown for some years, and the branches are too luxuriant, so necessary pruning is required.

The thinner branches sawed down can be used to build climbing pergola for fruits and vegetables after a while.

There are a lot of trees in the village, and the four teams have divided the work. In fact, the workload is quite heavy, and it may not be completed in one afternoon.

Thinking of the heavy tasks, Xia Zhihuai was not in the mood to look at the new hapless guy again.

In the evening, Qu Xiunan and Xia Zhihuai cooked a meal in a hurry under the command of Grandma Zhang. They were sitting in the yard. Wanwan looked at the dishes on the table and couldn't help but exclaim: "It looks like It looks delicious..."

Grandma Zhang put the rice in a small iron bowl, first picked some food for Wan Wan, and smiled very kindly: "Your brothers are still very good at cooking, and it will be very promising if you practice more in the future."

"You still teach well."

Xia Zhihuai didn't dare to pretend to be credited, he came over with a meal and resisted the embarrassment of scratching the ground with his feet, and looked at Qu Xiunan in dismay.

Watching this praise makes them feel embarrassed.

Only those of them in the kitchen know how hard-earned this meal was tonight.

……

Peach Blossom Village, the old house of the Peach Family.

Huang Xikong looked at the empty desktop, as well as Xia Zhihuai and Wanwan who were feasting on the TV.

Suddenly a little unhappy.

They eat and drink outside.

And he and Zhuqing... have no one to worship, and can't even eat.

He folded his arms across his chest, staring at Xia Zhihuai's face in the live broadcast room, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Zhuqing—" He suddenly turned his head and shouted downstairs, "You make a dessert."

Zhuqing was squatting in the backyard counting mushrooms, when she heard Huang Xikong's voice, she couldn't help but ask, "My lord, you won't be able to eat even if you do it..."

Huang Xikong waved his sleeves and pushed open the window, fluttered on the window sill, turned the folding fan in his hand, and said with a sneer, "I can't eat it, but I just want to watch it."

Zhuqing: "..." To be honest, this is really a bit of a hassle~
But she still drifted obediently to the kitchen to make desserts.

For desserts that cannot be eaten, the most important thing is to look beautiful.

Huang Xikong looked back at the TV, closed the folding fan and tapped on his palm twice, couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This is the second day out.

There are two more days to finish recording the show.

When will he be able to eat delicious meals again?

(End of this chapter)