"One of the things is to kill this female ghost. Don't worry too much. I was careless at the time. This female ghost's ability is just average. Remember, you must kill this female ghost. I suspect that this female ghost is a palace maid who escaped from the seal of the Forbidden City. Another thing is the main purpose of asking you to come this time. (Read the novel to -
-)" Brother Qingfeng said solemnly: "You must first promise me that you will help me."
I immediately felt something was fishy. I definitely didn't want to do this, otherwise Brother Qingfeng would have told me directly and asked me to do this without beating around the bush. I shook my head and said, "Tell me what it is first."
Brother Qingfeng saw that I seemed to understand, so he sighed and said, "Actually, the first reason I asked you to come this time was to get you to destroy that female ghost. My investigation of the second volume of the Yin-Yang Record has reached a critical juncture, so I can't delay. I don't have time to destroy her. Am I doing this right?"
"Yes." I nodded, and then said, "Brother Qingfeng, just tell me directly, don't beat around the bush."
"Hehe, as for the second thing, actually, we who practice Taoism should have a heart to save the world, right? You see, Abao is very attached to you and likes you very much. Why don't you just let him be your dad?" Brother Qingfeng looked at me and coughed.
"Get lost." I refused with one sentence. It was okay to take the kid with me for two days, but the most important thing was that there was no safety guarantee for what I was going to do next. How could I take a little brat with me? I said, "If it really doesn't work, I'll just send the kid to Maoshan. [-
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Brother Qingfeng had a bitter look on his face, and said to me, "That won't work. This little guy just wants to follow his dad. I've handed him over to you anyway, you figure it out yourself. If you can get him to Maoshan, then it's your ability. Remember, the bus I saw that day was the Forbidden City's 211 bus, with the license plate number: Jingaxxxx. I'm going to investigate the Yin and Yang first, and I'll come to you when I have any news." After saying that, he didn't even pack up his things, turned around and left.
I didn't stop him. I saw that Abao was still playing computer games, so I walked over and saw that it was CF. I didn't expect that this kid could play this. I said, "Boy, you can play this?"
“Yeah, the human traffickers taught me that.” Abao answered obediently. When I heard this, I sighed. Brother Qingfeng is so fucking wicked. If Abao’s father knew that his own son called him a human trafficker after he died, he would probably be so angry that he would come back to life.
"Did the traffickers tell you that I'm a CF expert?" I said to Abao with a smile. "Back then, I was also a little sniper god in Chengdu. Why don't you practice a few times?"
"The traffickers also said he was the Beijing Sniper God." As soon as A Bao finished speaking, he turned around and took out a laptop from his schoolbag, handed it to me and said, "Come on, let's play. (Read the novel at -
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I have to say that I was really convinced after half an hour. I played ten rounds of sniper duel with Po. I lost eight, tied one, and won one. In the end, I concluded that it was not that I was too bad, but that Po was too abnormal.
You know, if a kid of Bao's age plays this game, he probably can't even tell the directions and will just shoot at people. I didn't expect that Bao could actually snipe instantly and has a strong combat awareness. Finally, I asked Bao how he learned it, and he said that the human traffickers taught him. I suddenly admired that human trafficker whom I had never met before.
When we finished playing and looked at the time, it was already six o'clock in the evening, so I said to Abao, "Let's go eat."
"Well, Dad, what are we eating today?" Abao jumped onto my back. I felt depressed immediately when he called me like that. I was so young and not even married. If I went out and a boy of seven or eight years old called me dad, how would those passers-by look at me
"Don't call me dad." I pinched Abao's little face and said to him.
"Why?"
"I'm not your father."
"Then who is my father?"
"The human trafficker is your father."
“Why is the human trafficker my father?”
"He gave birth to you, so of course he is your father."
"Why is my father the one who gave birth to me?"
"Just ask him."
"You are my father, the human trafficker is not my father."
"You were born by a human trafficker so I am your father, but you were not born by me so I am not your father."
"The human trafficker is my father, you are not my father."
"I am your father, the human trafficker is not your father. Oh my god, I am confused."
I felt like I was telling a tongue twister to a seven or eight-year-old child. I shook my head and carried him out to eat KFC. He wanted to eat. I was not a big fan of junk food. When I sat down and watched the little guy eat, a waitress suddenly said to me, "Young man, you are so young, but your son is already this big?"
"He's not my son." I shook my head, and suddenly Abao said, "My father is a human trafficker."
Oh my god, this little guy is really amazing. The waitress suddenly looked at me strangely and said to Abao, "Little boy, he is not your father, right?"
"He is my father, and my father is a human trafficker." A Bao opened his eyes wide and looked at the waitress. After thinking for a while, he pointed at me and said, "He told me."
"Oh my god, kid, you can eat whatever you want but you can't say whatever you want." I glared at him. Abao stuck out his tongue and continued eating. The waitress then said, "Young man, it's time to turn back. There's no future in being a human trafficker."
"Auntie, I'm his father, not a human trafficker." I had no choice but to admit it helplessly. Damn it, I sighed. In the end, the auntie still looked at me with suspicion, but didn't ask any more questions. I guess she felt that even if I was a human trafficker, she wouldn't dare to do anything.
Finally, I carried the little guy back to the hotel, threw him into the room, and said to him, "I'm going to go out for something, you stay here by yourself." After I said that, I went in and picked up my backpack.
I didn't expect that when this Abao saw me picking up my backpack and leaving, he suddenly ran over and hung on the backpack, holding on tightly and not letting go, then said to me: "Brother Qingfeng told me that if you want to take the luggage and leave, it means you want to run away and don't want me anymore."
"Oh my, my little ancestor, please be quiet." I have never dealt with such a little guy before. Suddenly I felt that he was more difficult to deal with than those zombies. I took a deep breath and said to the little guy, "Abao, let me go. I am going out to buy you food. I will not leave."