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Chapter 22 The tragic death of the musician
Wanwan hugged her small head, raised her head and argued confidently: "Wanwan is not fat! My brother is illiterate, and he must have not listened carefully in school."

Xia Zhihuai: "..."

Zhong Jianian couldn't help but look up at a shadow on the wall: "Wanwan wants to give it a chance?"

Wanwan nodded seriously: "Although the aura of this ghost is very fierce, he didn't take the initiative to harm anyone."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Xia Zhihuai felt that this didn't make any sense at all, just now this thing had the posture of a big devil wanting to destroy all human beings.

The fading ghost on the wall immediately begged for mercy: "Young Master Xiaodao, please forgive me, I really didn't take the initiative to kill anyone."

"This human being is affected by my resentment because he holds the music box I keep every day."

Looking at the dark shadow, Wan Wan felt that it was really ugly, and raised her head and said, "I will pull out the sword, you are not allowed to hurt my brother, and Aunt Xue and Brother Nian!"

"It must be, thank you Xiaodao for your kindness."

Wanwan looked at the mahogany sword stuck on the wall, and found that the sword was inserted too high, she couldn't reach it~
"Brother, you lift me up, I want to draw my sword."

Xia Zhihuai knocked on her forehead: "You just believe what it says? Tao Wanwan, are you too easy to deceive?"

Wanwan said angrily, "Ghosts don't dare to lie to Wanwan, otherwise Wanwan would destroy it humanely."

The black shadow on the wall: "..." He didn't dare to move for a moment.

Xia Zhihuai glanced at Wanwan, then at the sluggish black shadow on the wall, and raised Wanwan over his head.

"Pull it out quickly."

"Okay~"

Wanwan held the hilt of the sword with her little hand, and with a light tug, pulled out the mahogany sword that had penetrated into the wall.

The ghost shadow fell to the floor with a slap, and slowly shrunk into a small ball, condensing into a miniature villain.

The villain is only as big as a doll, and the facial features and body proportions are no different from real people.

After turning into a miniature person, the bad thing immediately lay down on the floor and kowtowed to Wanwan twice.

"Thank you, Lord Xiaodao, for your mercy."

Wanwan Jiang held her own mahogany sword, stared at the cute villain, and blinked her eyes in bewilderment.

"You look so small." Wanwan exclaimed.

The villain bowed, and explained solemnly: "Because I don't have enough grievances, I can't condense such a big body, so I can only condense it."

"Well, anyway, it looks better now than before." Wanwan concluded childishly.

Xia Zhihuai and Zhong Jianian nodded together.

Indeed, just now there was a big black mass, which looked like hot eyes.

Now it has become a doll-sized miniature, and it looks much cuter than before.

"Why are you in the music box?"

Wanwan wanted to reach out to pick up the villain, but it twisted her body to avoid it.

The villain flinched a bit: "Young Master Daoist, it's better not to touch me, the breath on your body will make me feel like I'm on fire."

Xia Zhihuai stretched out his hand to poke it, and he really touched it: "Can I touch you?"

"Yes." The villain said quickly.

Xiao Daojun's elder brother, he naturally dare not neglect.

Wanwan looked at Xia Zhihuai strangely: "Brother, you are really brave."

"Generally average, the third in the world."

Xia Zhihuai carried the little figure to the table and placed it on the table.Wanwan sighed deeply: "Brother, don't touch these yin-filled little things casually in the future."

"Why?" Xia Zhihuai asked puzzled.

Zhong Jianian and Xue Yang were also very curious, and they all looked at Wanwan.

Wan Wan was worried about this careless brother: "Did you forget that there is a hapless ghost with you?"

"The more contact with the yin, the stronger the power of the unlucky ghost will be, and you will become more unlucky."

Xia Zhihuai put his arms around his chest: "Don't scare me!"

"No~" Wanwan shook her little index finger, "Wanwan doesn't lie."

Xia Zhihuai's face turned blue.

No way, is it really so effective?

The miniature man was stunned: "I didn't see any unlucky ghosts around him."

"The unlucky ghost didn't dare to come in, Wanwan is by my brother's side, so it didn't dare to approach."

Xia Zhihuai breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's find a way to solve the unlucky ghost's matter later, and solve its problem now! Why does it appear in the music box, and it's so fierce."

The villain sat down on the table suddenly, and said with a sleepy expression: "I don't know why, but I got attached to this music box. I was originally a musician. After I came back from overseas..."

"Wait, come back from studying abroad? What era are you from?"

The villain was stunned for a few seconds, and counted on his fingers: "About eight or ninety years? Or 90 years... I can't remember the exact time."

"A ghost from the last century, maybe even the last world?" Xia Zhihuai exclaimed.

A light flashed in Zhong Jianian's eyes, he was very curious about the music ghosts in the previous world.

"I just remember practicing the piano at home that night. I fell asleep for some reason. When I woke up, the body fell by the piano, and my head was smashed by the stool."

"There was blood all over the ground. The music box I brought back from Switzerland fell off the piano and fell into a pool of blood..."

"The people from the patrol house came to collect the corpse. My house was divided by the family members. They sold my collection secretly. I was very angry."

"At first I couldn't make any noise, but then my resentment gradually became stronger, and I started playing the piano in the middle of the night to scare people..."

Xia Zhihuai felt very speechless, something would definitely happen if he did this.

Sure enough, the villain in a suit and overalls lowered his head and said sullenly: "At first, I was able to scare them, and then they invited monks and Taoists to do it. At first, they all hired fake tricks, and I can continue to stir up trouble. Until they hired a famous monk, I was beaten and I was in a daze, and when I woke up, I was in a music box."

"Then why don't you go to Hades to report?" Wanwan asked with her chin in her hands.

The villain got up from the ground angrily, put his hands on his hips and said, "I don't know who killed me, how can I go to reincarnation?"

"Besides, I have no way to reincarnate now."

Zhong Jianian asked: "Didn't you say that the police in the patrol room have taken your body away? Didn't they find out who killed you?"

"No, the patrol room is full of people who eat nothing."

"They searched for a while, didn't have any clues, and then put my case aside..."

Xia Zhihuai looked at the villain sympathetically: "Brother, you are so miserable, you will never die with peace."

"Really? I also feel miserable, otherwise I wouldn't be so resentful." The villain sighed and said with a sad face, "Then the dynasty changed, and even my files were burned in the flames of war. I knew the murderer must be Cha If it doesn’t come, then I want to reincarnate.”

"But when I wanted to reincarnate, I realized that there was no way for me to leave this music box."

Wanwan's black eyeballs rolled around, back and forth between Xia Zhihuai and the villain's fingertips.

To be honest, my brother and the bad guys sing together, it's the same as talking about cross talk.

(End of this chapter)