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Chapter 94 Picked up a ghost
After a while, Xia Xiuying came back.

Holding a basket with pork and vegetables in his left hand, and a pot in his right hand, he asked Xia Zhihuai to get the things in the car when he entered the yard.

Because I want to cook in the old house, I bought all the pots and pans.

Wanwan followed Xia Zhihuai to get things in the car, and when she was standing outside the yard to take the vegetable sink, she suddenly turned to look at the end of the village.

Xia Zhihuai closed the car door, saw her holding the basin motionless, and followed her gaze: "What's wrong?"

"Hmm..." Wanwan was not very sure, "I seemed to feel a ray of Yin Qi just now, but I couldn't find it again."

"Could it be Huang Xikong?"

Wanwan shook her head resolutely: "It's not Uncle Huang, I remember Uncle Huang's breath."

"Then after tidying up the house in the afternoon, I'll take you out for a walk, and we'll live in the old house at night."

Wanwan put the basin on her head, and raised her little finger to pull the hook: "What you say is what you say."

When she arrived in the countryside, she was finally free. She no longer had to be locked up at home, lying by the window and looking downstairs every day.

"Well, I promise." Xia Zhihuai hooked her and patted the basin on her head, "Go, hurry in."

……

Xia Zhihuai washed his hands and went to the kitchen to help.

Wanwan ran to the front yard by herself, stood under the jujube tree and stuck her left hand to the trunk.

The jujube tree seemed to be whining.

Wanwan opened her eyes slightly and pressed her forehead against the tree trunk, feeling its faint signs of life.

The tree isn't dead yet, but if nothing is done about it, it probably won't make it through the year.

Wanwan slowly poured spiritual power into its trunk, and closed her eyes to feel the sparkling spiritual energy flowing up and down along the veins in the trunk.

When the spiritual power flows downward, there is a slight stagnation.

Wan Wan tried to control the spiritual power to flow down the trunk, and gradually found that there seemed to be something in the roots of the jujube tree, which was why the jujube tree was sluggish and appeared in a near-death state.

Wanwan withdrew all her spiritual power, turned around and was about to run to the backyard to find her brother, but bumped into Huang Xikong who came back through the wall.

Huang Xikong was smoldering again from being scalded by Wanwan, he grabbed the things around him and then withdrew abruptly, gasping for air suddenly.

"Little carrot essence, you..."

Huang Xikong shook his hands, feeling very helpless in this sudden situation.

It's not good to live with a little mysterious master who is naturally restrained.

Wanwan took two steps back and immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, Uncle Huang."

"Forget it, it's not your fault."

Huang Xikong turned his head to look at the wall, next time he should go through the main entrance, he had already had two accidents through the wall.

"What are you doing in such a hurry?" Huang Xikong asked casually.

Wanwan pointed to the jujube tree behind her: "I want to go to my brother and help me dig out the things under this tree."

Huang Xikong's jujube tree raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's under this tree?"

"I don't know." Wanwan shook her head sincerely, "I just felt something under its roots when I was treating it."

"Then let's dig it ourselves." Huang Xikong threw the black ball in front of him.

Wanwan had already noticed the black ball in his hand. It was actually a ghost, but his skills were not as good as Uncle Huang's, and he was balled into a ball by Uncle Huang with bad hobbies.

Wanwan didn't know, so she looked at him, wondering what he was trying to catch this ghost.

"A hard worker." Huang Xikong said as a matter of course, "I don't want to clean up the yard, so why don't I find a workman."

Wanwan frowned and said, "She looks very weak, she shouldn't be able to touch the tools."

"Isn't there you here?" Huang Xikong looked at Xiao Naituan with burning eyes, "Two of your Yin Judgment Talismans."

Wanwan immediately covered her pocket, staring at him with round eyes: "!!!"

Uncle Huang was always coveting the Yin-refining Talismans in her pocket, and every time he just saved a few, he would be able to steal them away from her by turning his head.

so bad. "No, I haven't drawn the Yin Gathering Talisman recently~" Wanwan tried to hide it.

Huang Xikong bent down and brought his face closer to her: "I know, you drew two pictures last night."

"Did you run to the room to peek?" Wanwan was angry.

Huang Xikong shook his head: "As soon as you finish drawing the Yin Gathering Talisman, I can smell it."

In fact, when he floated out last night, he passed by Wanwan's window and accidentally caught a glimpse of her drawing symbols on the small table at the end of the bed.

This little girl likes to hoard talismans, and when fighting, she likes to throw out a stack of talisman papers at once, and throw them out like she doesn't want money.

Wanwan covered her pockets: "Uncle Huang, you have to be careful about being a ghost, and you can't be childish."

Huang Xikong didn't feel ashamed at all, and calmly reasoned with her: "Your brother is cooking in the kitchen, he must not have time to dig holes for you right now, and with his body that doesn't exercise, he might not be able to do it all afternoon. Physical labor...a long-term labor force is exchanged for a yin-gathering talisman, and I only need one as a middleman, which is a very affordable deal."

Wan Wan was led to think for a few seconds by his words, and slowly took out two Yin-gathering Talismans.

Huang Xikong put away the Yin Judgment Talisman unceremoniously, then took a piece of yellow talisman paper that looked a bit old, and stuffed it into the black coal ball.

The black coal ball immediately wrapped around the yin-gathering talisman, absorbing a large amount of yin energy nearby, and slowly transformed from a ball the size of a bowling ball into a long-haired female ghost in a green floral skirt.

"Do you know why I brought you back?"

Huang Xikong looked at the timid female ghost and said without pity at all.

The female ghost nodded quickly: "I know, my lord."

"Then help Wanwan dig out the things under that tree first."

With a gesture of raising his hand, Huang Xikong grabbed the shovel leaning against the corner of the wall, and stuffed it into the female ghost's arms involuntarily.

Wanwan stood in the distance, and said softly, "Don't hurt the jujube tree."

The female ghost turned her head and bowed, "Don't worry, my lord."

Wan Wan watched her dig carefully for a while, and finally felt relieved.

Although this is just a female ghost in front of her, but without physical constraints, she actually digs it up quite quickly.

And the female ghost sister was very careful, and kept most of the roots of the jujube tree.

In this way, when the jujube trees are replanted, the probability of survival is very high.

"Uncle Huang, where did you find her?"

Huang Xikong was sitting on the guardrail under the corridor, holding a Yin Judgment Talisman, like a cat sucking catnip, comfortably and lazily absorbing the Yin Qi that made him comfortable.

Hearing her question, Huang Xikong glanced at the female ghost who was digging the ground: "I found it in the bamboo forest."

When she first found this female ghost, she was not conscious, her clothes were even more tattered, and her face was completely rotten.

Afraid of scaring Xia Zhihuai's mother by bringing her back, he casually balled the female ghost into a ball.

As for why not make it into a soul bead... This female ghost is just an ordinary ghost, and she hasn't done anything bad. The process of making a soul bead is still a bit painful, so he is merciful.

After bringing it back, a yin-gathering talisman can restore her appearance in life, so she won't scare people anymore.

Wan Wan walked up to the female ghost, took a wisp of Yin Qi from her body, wrapped it around her finger and watched for a while, then shook her head and said, "It's not her."

Huang Xikong stuffed the unused yin-gathering talisman into his sleeve, and said in a daze, "What isn't she?"

"I just felt a cloud of yin in the village, but it disappeared very quickly, and I didn't catch any clues," Wanwan said.

Huang Xikong smiled lightly and said, "What did I think? We're going to live here for a long time, and if there's something truly extraordinary, we'll catch its tail sooner or later."

It's not that Huangxi Hollow is big, but that Taohua Village is small and the population is not large.

With him and Wan Wan, the big treasures of the town house, there is really something sinister, and it can't be hidden at all.

Wan Wan felt that what he said made sense, so she didn't bother anymore.

"Dig it."

The female ghost sister squatted by the root of the tree, pulled out a wooden box wrapped in oiled paper cloth with her hands, and turned to remind them.

(End of this chapter)