Jing Jiujiu was at a loss for a moment.
Bai Yuhuai saw his back standing there, motionless. He could not help but frown, left the little ghost behind, and walked over.
Jing Jiujiu sensed Bai Yuhuai's presence and said without turning her head, "So many... ghosts."
A bunch of young ghosts.
Jing Jiujiu didn't feel scared, he just felt his stomach was a little bloated.
Even Bai Yuhuai was stunned for a second when he saw such a scene.
But soon he calmly asked: "Where do these little devils come from?"
Jing Jiujiu turned to look at Master Zhou.
Master Zhou had shrunk onto the sofa, his scalp tingling as he said, "Just now, I looked out the window and saw an arm stretched out, soft and green... I looked more closely and saw that it was a child scratching the window. I didn't see anything else."
Master Zhou has been swindling people for so many years, but it has never been as exciting as today!
Jing Jiujiu turned her head again, and this time she was looking at the little devil Guan Yan.
The little ghost crawled towards Jing Jiujiu again, crawling crookedly. Finally, he grabbed Jing Jiujiu's trouser leg, climbed to the height of the window sill, and stopped.
The little ghost who had fallen to the ground on the lawn also got up and started to stack up again, and slowly stacked them to the position of the window.
The one at the top raised his hand and was about to scratch the glass again, but he missed and scratched Guan Yan's face.
The two little ghosts were startled and bared their teeth at Aowu.
Jing Jiujiu: “…”
Jing Jiujiu: "Maybe he came here on his own. ... Coming for Guan Yan's little ghost? Planning to kill all the ghosts?"
Bai Yuhuai: "Maybe."
As soon as Bai Yuhuai responded, Guan Yan's little ghost jumped off Jing Jiujiu, looked up in the direction of Jing Jiujiu, and trembled.
Then it grabbed Jing Jiujiu's trouser leg and climbed up, baring its teeth at the little ghost outside the window.
Then he jumped down again and looked at Jing Jiujiu trembling.
This was repeated six times!
Jing Jiujiu:
Bai Yuhuai:
Master Zhou murmured, "... I think I understand."
No one can understand a dog-leg's mind better than a dog-leg!
Master Zhou overcame his fear, stood up and walked to the window, saying, "It bared its teeth at the little ghost outside the window, which is to establish its status and show that it is very powerful. It turned its head and trembled at the young master, which means that the young master is even more powerful and that the young master is its backer. If anyone is dissatisfied, look at the young master and then speak..."
Jing Jiujiu:
Is it really addicted to using this trick of taking advantage of its power to bully the devil
For a moment, the only sound in the room was Master Zhou's chattering.
The little ghost in Guan Yan probably didn't understand what Master Zhou said. Seeing that no one moved, he immediately started climbing up and down again without getting tired of it, repeatedly and vividly performing two different faces of grinning and trembling.
The little ghosts outside the window seemed to finally understand.
The little devils began to grin even harder.
For a moment, all I could hear was the sound of teeth grinding.
Facing such a scene, Jing Jiujiu was at a loss: "What should I do?"
Bai Yuhuai: "Catch them all."
Jing Jiujiu: "Ah?" He whispered, "I can't eat so much in one bite."
After Jing Jiujiu finished speaking, the little ghosts also fell silent for a moment.
They all stared at Jing Jiujiu.
Jing Jiujiu: "Do they understand what to eat?"
Bai Yuhuai: "People who raise them should have mentioned this word a lot." Bai Yuhuai paused and said, "It doesn't matter if you can't finish them."
Jing Jiujiu was surprised: "Can it be made into a cured meat ghost? A salted ghost? A dried ghost?"
Master Zhou swallowed his saliva in panic and confusion. It was not because he was greedy, but purely because he was afraid. This, you don't have to say so many things, right? Just listening to it gives me goose bumps.
Bai Yuhuai: “…”
Bai Yuhuai: "Of course not."
"Oh, that's good." Jing Jiujiu thought about it. There was probably no such thing as an expiration date for ghosts, right? In fact, he didn't really want to eat it... But how could he hurt Mr. Bai's feelings
"You can refine their souls, bones and blood, and finally store them in a gourd. Just drink some every day." Bai Yuhuai said calmly.
There is no self-awareness at all about what you say. How terrible.
Jing Jiujiu:
Well... no need.
The little ghosts turned their gazes to Bai Yuhuai, and shuddered as they stared at him.
Although they didn't seem to have high intelligence, their perception of danger was very obvious. The aura of the man made them instinctively want to crawl, or even run for their lives.
When they turned around and looked at Jing Jiujiu again, the little ghosts felt much more at ease.
This is a big ghost!
Much, much bigger than them!
The little ghosts squeaked and howled again, then began to climb in through the window.
Master Zhou couldn't help but sigh: "How stupid! He's still running in? Are you waiting to be put into the pot?"
The little ghosts grabbed Jing Jiujiu's clothes, trouser legs, and arms, and soon they were all over her body.
Jing Jiujiu was so shocked that his eyes widened slightly, but he tightly shut his mouth and refused to speak, lest he swallow the whole thing if he did.
Bai Yuhuai frowned and his face turned cold.
He turned around and took out a bag from the bedroom. The bag was ordinary, like the colorful woven bags commonly seen on construction sites.
He walked slowly closer with the bag in his hand, and a faint golden light flashed outside the bag.
A gust of wind blew up.
From the window to the pocket.
"Oh my god!" Master Zhou was stunned.
The little ghosts were like being strung together like candied haws and were all sucked into his pocket.
The pockets swelled rapidly... and soon they could no longer hold anything.
Bai Yuhuai didn't expect that there would be so many ghosts to catch.
Even if you tie it with a rope, it may not be long enough.
Bai Yuhuai frowned.
The remaining little ghosts were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
It suddenly faded from blue to white.
They stepped on Jing Jiujiu's shoulders, climbed up and down, shook his arms, and pulled his clothes, as if urging him to take the lead and beat Bai Yuhuai opposite.
There was also a person who was pulling hair, and it seemed that he had pulled out a strand. He hurriedly hung down from Jing Jiujiu's head, picked it up with his round hands, and handed it to Jing Jiujiu: "Awoo, awoo!"
Jing Jiujiu felt as if her eyes were suddenly covered and everything was pitch black.
He pushed the kid with a head full of question marks.
The little ghost mumbled something incomprehensible, and was pushed by him to swing in the air for a while, and then sat back on his shoulders. In the middle, he even squeezed out a little ghost.
When Jing Jiujiu's vision became clear again, he saw the little ghost grabbing his hair, stuffing it into his mouth, chewing it and swallowing it.
In the blink of an eye, the little ghost's body turned red.
Jing Jiujiu understood immediately.
"Little ghosts like them, with blue bodies, are the lowest level. Those with red bellies, like Guan Yan's little ghosts, are more powerful. The most powerful one is the one I ate, whose body is covered in blood. Red little ghosts can also attack people." Jing Jiujiu finished her summary and asked Bai Yuhuai: "Is that right?"
Bai Yuhuai: “Yes.”
"They are tonics to me, and I am also a great tonic to them?" Jing Jiujiu murmured, "No wonder that evil god left a mark on me. Does he want to eat me too?"
Bai Yuhuai responded coldly: "Yeah."
To be precise, Jingjiujiu is a great tonic for all ghosts and gods in the world. If these little ghosts are likened to bird's nests, Jingjiujiu is equivalent to the rare Ganoderma lucidum.
But how could he let the evil god eat the boy
"These little ghosts don't want to be eaten by the evil god, right? So when they saw Guan Yan's little ghosts were staying well here, they decided to come to us?" Jing Jiujiu smacked her lips and guessed.
Jing Jiujiu: "Hey, stop pulling my sleeve, it's going to tear it. It's very expensive."
Jing Jiujiu pinched the back of the kid's neck.
The little devil then let go.
But the other little ghosts were still circling around Jing Jiujiu.
Jing Jiujiu looked helpless: "They must want me to fight you. They are all very afraid of you."
Bai Yuhuai looked at the little ghosts all over the floor, almost filling up the hotel room.
These things are annoying though.
But Bai Yuhuai changed his mind.
Bai Yuhuai said calmly: "These little ghosts who have lost their intelligence are just like primitive animals. They rely on the most basic things to distinguish who is strong and who is weak. They want to rely on you, so they hope that you are stronger than everything else..."
Jing Jiujiu: “Hmm?”
so what
"They are so numerous that it's hard to catch them. We can't let them roam freely outside, or else they'll easily hurt people again. You can't swallow them all in one gulp. The best way is..."
Jing Jiujiu interrupted in a stunned voice: "Let them recognize me as their leader? Listen to me?"
Bai Yuhuai nodded.
Bai Yuhuai: "If you want them to truly submit to you, you have to make them think that you are very powerful, more powerful than me."
Jing Jiujiu was a little troubled.
Just when Bai Yuhuai was about to show off his acting skills as a movie star, Jing Jiujiu said, "Don't move."
When Bai Yuhuai heard the voice, he really stood still.
Jing Jiujiu shook off all the little ghosts on her body, went around behind Bai Yuhuai, stood still, and hung the whole ghost on him.
Master Zhou:!
Bai Yuhuai's body also froze.
But considering that Jing Jiujiu has done this action too many times, Bai Yuhuai doesn't feel anything special.
Jing Jiujiu quickly climbed onto Bai Yuhuai's neck.
The little ghosts below stretched their heads and looked up.
It really stretched.
Master Zhou was cursing in his heart as he watched.
"Why don't they have any other reaction?" Jing Jiujiu smacked her lips.
Although he knew that the boy was a ghost and would not fall down at all, when he heard his voice, Bai Yuhuai instinctively raised his hand and supported the boy's legs.
Bai Yuhuai: "Maybe he thinks I'm a breeder like Guan Yan."
Jing Jiujiu then remembered, yes, when she first saw the little ghost, it was riding on Guan Yan's neck.
If this doesn't mean I'm awesome...
Jing Jiujiu said again: "Don't move."
"Yeah." Bai Yuhuai stood there, as steady as a javelin.
Jing Jiujiu bent down and pulled a strand of Bai Yuhuai's hair.
Bai Yuhuai: “…”
No ghost has ever been able to pluck a hair from the Heavenly Master's head.
Jing Jiujiu: "Hiss." Jing Jiujiu: "Why is your hair so hot?"
Jing Jiujiu muttered softly, "Forget it, forget it." Then she licked her slightly pointed little fangs, slid down from his shoulders, hugged Bai Yuhuai's waist tightly from behind, and bit Bai Yuhuai's neck, as if she was going to cut seven or eight blood vessels with one bite, but her teeth closed gently.
Look.
When I ate him, he didn't dare to move.
Am I good enough
Jing Jiujiu showed a ferocious expression.
Bai Yuhuai lowered his eyes and clenched his fingers tightly.
His neck was cold.
But my heart is burning hot.
A bunch of little kids looked up even harder, trying to take in this scene: "Oh oh oh!"