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After Tao Wangshu graduated, he entered a large company relying on the various certificates and awards he got in school.

She thought that her salary in a big company would definitely allow Zhou Nancheng to create her own music on her own.

But she thought too well. Big companies also depend on people. A newcomer Tao Wangshu just joined can only do some things like serving tea and pouring water, and is often caught by the supervisor to deduct wages here and there.

Originally, there was not much salary, but by the end of the month, it had been reduced by half.

How can this support Zhou Nancheng.

I can't even afford to support myself.

In order not to show her difficulty in front of Zhou Nancheng, she handed over almost all her salary to Zhou Nancheng, while she wrapped her stomach in water every day, and at most secretly ate a white flour steamed bun in the tea room at noon.

Once by chance, she heard someone talking about raising little ghosts in the tea room, and she was moved.

She knew that this matter was bad, but there was no way, she was almost unable to hold on anymore.

She searched the Internet for the way to raise a little ghost. Generally, little ghosts are invited back from Thailand, and their name is Gumantong.

Where does Tao Wangshu have the time and money to go abroad?

I only learned the folk remedies I searched, and made a little doll out of cloth, and burned incense every day.

I didn't expect that I was actually invited.

When she found out that she was invited, one morning, before she left, she said something in front of the little baby, hoping that there would be no traffic jam at work today.

In the end, there was really no traffic jam.

After all, there is no day on the road where she goes to work without traffic jams, so she goes to work half an hour earlier every day, just to reserve time for traffic jams.

When it was time to get off work at night, in order to test her guess, she made another wish, that she liked Zhou Nancheng to come to see her tonight.

For his own creations, Zhou Nancheng is locked in the house every day and will not go out. Usually, Tao Wangshu goes to clean up on weekends, and then cooks light meals for a week and puts them in the refrigerator.

When it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, Zhou Nancheng came.

He also took his works with him, and he said that as long as his songs can be sold and he has money, he can take Tao Wangshu to live in a big house, and she will no longer have to work hard.

Tao Wangshu was very happy. As soon as Zhou Nancheng left, he immediately ran to the doll and made a wish to make Zhou Nancheng popular.

Unfortunately, this time, it didn't happen.

On the weekend, Tao Wangshu sat in front of the doll and kept thinking about this problem. He also searched a lot on the Internet, and finally came to the conclusion that the tribute was not enough.

She bought another chicken at the vegetable market, made a bowl of chicken blood, then soaked the doll made of white cloth in the chicken blood, and waited like this.

Until the next day, Zhou Nancheng happily approached him with a contract.

Said that he signed a contract with a company, and the company would promote his songs.

He also asked Tao Wangshu why he threw the doll into the bowl.

Tao Wangshu knew that raising a kid was over.

When I heard this, even I couldn't help but wonder whether Tao Wangshu's luck was good or bad.

The Gumantong invited from abroad generally already has the soul of a ghost baby in it, and Tao Wangshu just took an empty shell and enshrined it.

If it hadn't been for this ghost baby that came out of the tomb mountain, Tao Wangshu would never have succeeded in raising the little ghost.

Tao Wangshu went on to say that at the beginning, the little ghost only absorbed the blood of animals, but then it was not enough. After absorbing the whole bowl of blood, it started to make trouble again at night.

Either throw the cup on the table and smash it, or open the refrigerator door and throw all the contents in the trash.

When Tao Wangshu was tidying up the cup, the fragment scratched her hand, and two drops of blood were squeezed out, which had not been wiped off with paper.

The white doll jumped over and began to lick the wound on Tao Wangshu's hand.

Only then did she realize that now, the blood of animals could no longer satisfy him, and she needed her own blood.

It was okay at the beginning, just one or two drops can make it obedient for a whole day, when I make a wish a little more, it will not work later, I feel that I need more and more.

Tao Wangshu rolled up his sleeves.

There are dense knife marks on it.

"Until recently, I stopped making offerings because of frequent anemia, but I know it hasn't gone, it's still there. Recently, my condition is getting worse and worse. I rarely make a wish. Only last night, I made a wish once."

"We have a way to help you get rid of the baby ghost, but we need your cooperation."

"Then my child?"

"As I said, she is already dead." Zhang Wanmo shook his head, expressing his powerlessness.

"Dead?" Tao Wangshu was in some pain, covering his face with tears.

The whole office was quiet, giving her a quiet space to calm down.

"Let me think about it carefully." She raised her head, wiped away her tears, and smiled resolutely.

"Okay, if you've made up your mind, just contact Young Master Yan directly." Between us, only Yan Shuyuan has a business card.

I left one for Tao Wangshu.

When she walked, the ghost baby lay in her arms and looked at us with vicious and evil eyes.

"Manager Tao! You must give me an answer tomorrow!" Zhang Wanmo called from beside me, "If it continues, this ghost baby will really occupy the child's body."

The last sentence, he said to us.

"Ahem!" Jiang Ke suddenly coughed at this moment.

"Ke Ke, are you okay?" I was just about to walk up to her.

Who knew that Jiang Ke pushed me away and ran out.

"cocoa?"

"Look." Yan Shuyuan grabbed me and pointed to the place where Jiang Ke was standing just now for me to see.

On the spot that was originally clean, there was a drop, a small bloodstain, only the size of a teardrop.

"Cocoa her?"

"Hey." Zhang Wanmo also saw the blood, "Looks like what I thought, Xiao Xing, you have to prepare for the worst."

"What do you mean?" Isn't Jiang already healed?

We have made so many efforts to pull Jiang Ke back from the Hall of Yama time and time again.

"Jiang Ke's internal organs have begun to rot. Lingquan can only save her once. The Lingquan brought back by Du Ai earlier has a healing effect on her skin, but her internal organs are useless."

"I don't believe it, Keke might just get angry and have a nosebleed." I broke away from Yan Shuyuan's hand and chased him out.

"Ahem!" was the voice of Coco coughing.

I found her in the toilet in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel.

She was leaning on the wall with one hand, and covered her mouth with the other hand, and on the hand covering her mouth, there was flow from between her fingers.

"Jiang Ke!"

It's true, Zhang Wanmo didn't lie to me.

I may really be losing Cocoa.