Four and a Half Years Old Prophet is Pampered by Ten Brothers

gift?

Qin Haikuo couldn't deny that when he only heard the word ‘gift’, he had an uncontrollable expectation in his heart.

It has nothing to do with deliberately antagonizing Qin Ping, he is indeed looking forward to receiving a gift from the little milk baby.

When he realized this, he chose to sink in for a moment. Until, I saw an ugly ghost being sent to me.

Looking forward to it.

Doesn't sink anymore.

Qin Haikuo smiled and refused: "I don't like this kind of things, so you should keep it."

"Really?"

It's a pity that the little milk baby has a flat mouth.

She stood on tiptoe and screamed, brought the little devil closer, and tried to promote her gift.

"Haikuoge, the kid is very fun, it's a super toy~"

To prove this, she pulled Xiao Gui's body in front of Qin Haikuo.

"Hai Kuo Ge Ge, look, is it like plasticine? You can knead, squeeze, and pull at will, and you can restore it~"

Qin Haikuo silently looked at the teary little demon, and couldn't tell who was the bad guy.

"Haikuoge, you see, when necessary, you can still use the kid as a car~"

The little milk baby still personally demonstrated, the fleshy little hand threw the little devil to the ground, directly sat on it, and grabbed the little devil's long hair.

"Drive! Drive! Hey, then it's not a car, it's a pony~"

Qin Haikuo: "..."

Being treated as a trolley...No, it was the little pony that the little devil stretched out his hand with difficulty, calling for help silently.

Qin Haikuo: "..."

"My lord, my lord, I can say everything!"

After resisting incompetence, the kid immediately expressed his willingness to submit to the little milk baby.

"My lord, are you here to investigate King Shura's affairs? Can I tell you everything I know?"

The little milk baby will loosen the shackles on the little devil.

"King Shura?"

The little milk baby has a flat mouth.

"It must have been a shameless ghost who gave himself gold. There is no King Shura who has climbed up from hell."

The kid danced with his hands.

"No, no, King Shura is amazing. He can not only **** the anger of human beings, but also injure the Taoist priests who came to receive him. He also teaches us how to steal...Ah, living in harmony with human beings!"

The kid described King Shura very well, and said that King Shura lived in a room at the end of the fifth floor of a certain building in the hospital.

He would meet the little ghosts there almost every day, and at the same time accept tribute from the little ghosts.

Loudly whispered: "Why does it sound like an illegal organization? Is it possible that there are ghosts in the ghost world who are good at brainwashing? There are also ghosts that are easily deceived? But can ghosts have brains that can be washed?"

The more the kid said, the higher the fighting spirit of the little milk baby.

"It turns out that Lele will not only fight fakes in the human world, but also fight fakes in the ghost world."

She clenched her fist and waved it a few times.

"Lele will use this opportunity to make a name in the ghost world! Ooo!"

Everything that happened before him was unbelievable, and Qin Hai couldn't help applauding, and looked at the little milk baby tenderly.

"Maybe, this incident is related to the theft of food and clothing from many people in the hospital."

Qin Haikuo intends to get closer to the little milk baby, but he can't be discerned. Every time he goes out with the little milk girl, he has prepared a reason.

The reason this time is related to the hospital.

In the past week, many patients and even doctors and nurses in the hospital reported that sometimes they lost part of their food and a small part of their clothes.

Because those things weren't very valuable, everyone didn't take it seriously until more and more people reported about it.

Qin Haikuo didn't care about this until a patient whispered, "Aren't there hungry ghosts around us?"

He immediately decided to invite the little nurse to the hospital.

"Haikuoge~"

The little milk baby who is determined to become the overlord of the ghost family held his hand and shook it seriously, "Don't worry, Lele will solve this matter quickly and well~"

Seriousness was in his big eyes, and only his figure was reflected.

Qin Haikuo's thoughts moved, and it was only for a moment. He hoped that these clean and clear eyes would only reflect on him forever.

His sister is alone and has nothing to do with anyone.

The next second, the milky voice of the little milk baby came.

"As for the remuneration, Haikuogge will ask Lele to have another meal. Because it is Haikuogge, Lele only charges the family price~"

Qin Haikuo: "..."

Qin Haikuo: "Thank you Lele for the family price."

The three went to the fifth floor together.

Before leaving the elevator, Gao Kai scratched his hair suspiciously.

"Strange, no matter how powerful King Shura is, he is just a ghost. You say he cannibalize people but it is normal. It is too strange to ask you to pay tribute to human food and clothes."

Little devil: "No matter what King Shura does, he is the best...Aw, no, it is the best King Lele!"

After being glared by the little milk baby, the little ghost immediately hugged himself and shrank in the corner of the elevator.

He only felt that he was weak, pitiful and helpless, and only hoped that King Shura could take care of this Lele Demon, and he would be able to regain his freedom.

As soon as she got out of the elevator, the little nurse wrinkled her nose and slapped her hand.

"What a strong ghost smell, so unpleasant."

Qin Haikuo and Gaokai could only see that the corridor on the fifth floor was much dimmer and colder than other corridors in the hospital, and there was a gloomy feeling everywhere.

There was a warning sign in the field of vision, saying, "Maintenance, please do not enter."

Qin Haikuo only reacted and sent a message to inquire, and soon learned that the fifth floor of this building was under repair, and the patients had been emptied long ago and there was no one inhabited.

"Is it because of this that the ghost can take advantage of it?"

"That group of ghosts can take advantage of it~"

The little milk baby pointed to her big eyes.

"You can look at Lele's eyes. Lele sees a different scene from what you see."

Qin Haikuo and subconsciously looked at her eyes, and through her eyes, they saw the crowded corridor, which was more lively than the vegetable market.

There are little ghosts everywhere, kicking their heads as a ball, weaving their bodies into twists, hanging them deliberately in the corridor, and bending their bodies into a bridge so that other little ghosts pretend to be vehicles driving past under the bridge.

There are so many different kinds of things.

Qin Haikuo, who claims to be knowledgeable, froze.

The little baby suddenly raised her hand.

"Lele help you open your eyes so that you can see more clearly~"

He opened his head high and waved his hand and quickly backed away.

"No way, I still want to live to see the baby born."

The little milk baby puffed up and looked at Qin Haikuo expectantly.

"Haikuoge will definitely not reject Lele, right? Haikuogge is super brave and will not be afraid at all, right?"

Qin Haikuo: "..."

View of Qingshui.

In this season, the forests of Qingshui mountains are gradually dyed, but Qingshui View, which is located halfway up the mountain, is still embraced by tall green trees.

There is a courtyard in the Guanzhong area with large tracts of rose flowers, and after many years, rose flowers have covered the courtyard wall.

The wind sends the fragrance of flowers into the room.

There is an old Taoist priest in the room who is writing a talisman.

Although he can be regarded as a surprisingly talented person, he is not as talented as a little apprentice. He has to burn incense and calm his mind if he wants to draw amulets.

Suddenly, a disciple's shout came from outside the door.

"Master! Master! Someone calls for you!"

With a shake of his hand, a talisman was ruined.

The old-minded subject couldn't get angry, so he packed the talisman drawn on the table at a speed that was not suitable for his age.

After hiding the talisman, he went around the room again.

"This inkstone has to be put away too!"

"The newly made mahogany sword must also be hidden!"

"And this, the Eight Treasure Box, this, this... all have to be hidden!"

When it was hidden, the old view master wiped his sweat, and then opened the door with a majestic look.

"Could it be that your junior sister ran back?"

The hand hidden under the Taoist robe has long been clenched.

Hearing the words "Little Junior Sister", the disciple also had a painful expression on his face.

"No, it's a young man with dyed hair."

The old Guanzhu breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to go back to the room.

"There are so many people who come to see the old man every year. I can't see each of them. You can figure it out."

"But," the disciple was a little embarrassed, "the young man claims to be your senior brother, so he wants you to see him."