LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

Zhang Mingqiao and Han Sheng naturally do not know what is going on behind.

They walked into the gate and found that there was a hole in the yard.

Into the eye is a huge courtyard, a huge tree planted in the corner of the courtyard, the branches are covered with large white bowls of flowers, and the flowers are scented in the night wind.

Under the tree is a neat stone table stone chair. At the moment there is wine, vegetables, and a beautiful woman.

Zhang Mingqiao looked up and looked at it. The sky was a huge round moon. Lang Lang Qinghui scattered down and fell into the courtyard, stretching the shadow of himself and the cold life.

He subconsciously looked at the green woman who was drinking, her body was empty, nothing.

Sure enough, is it a female ghost?

Han Sheng obviously saw it.

He jumped straight back and pointed to love: "You, you, you, you..."

I turned my back and looked at him coldly.

The cold life was swept by this eye, and it was a spirit, and the speech finally came to the end: "How come you have no shadow!"

It’s cold and cold: “The ghost has no shadow, is it strange?”

The cold is shrunk into a skeleton.

Zhang Mingqiao coughed softly and sighed with affection: "Thank you for the girl's help, dare to ask the girl how to call it?"

I looked at him strangely and looked at him: "Are you really afraid of me?"

Zhang Mingqiao did not speak, just looked at her with a smile.

He glanced at him: "I don't remember the name. What do you want me to call me?"

How could she say it, and she forgot to name herself?

Zhang Mingqiao: "..."

After a short speechlessness, he thought of something funny: it was a unique female ghost.

Although I have never seen a ghost, Zhang Mingqiao does not think that all the ghosts are such a temper.

If all of them are like the female ghost in front of us, where are there so many terrible ghost rumors under the sun?

He was thinking, a gust of wind blew, the smell of the wine ran around the nose of the two people.

The stomach of the cold is extremely screaming.

The two still used some dry food at noon, and now they have been in the middle of the moon. Before they were hungry because of nervousness, they suddenly relaxed at this moment, and naturally felt empty.

Han Sheng’s eyes unconsciously looked at the stone table, and the huge roast chicken was very eye-catching.

He couldn't help but swallow.

I looked back at him and looked at him sullenly. "What do you want to taste?"

Hansheng instantly returned to God and jumped behind his own son, shaking his head in desperation.

Zhang Mingqiao laughed, and he obviously saw it. Just this green female ghost was deliberately scaring the cold.

He smiled and said: "The cold nature is innocent, and please ask the girl not to be surprised."

Love did not speak, but the sleeves were lightly glimpsed, and the stone table stools in front of her appeared in front of them.

"I have not scared you, the things in this yard, but if you eat, you should not touch it at all. If the mortal uses the Nether thing, I am afraid that the days of the world will come to an end." Coldly said.

After she said this, she got up and the things on the table disappeared.

"You use your own dry food and water. You can rest in any room."

I loved to look at the two people, like laughing and laughing: "If you are afraid, you will be able to spend the night in the yard."

"Just one, you all listened."

"No matter what kind of movement you hear, don't respond, don't open the door."