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Chapter 247 Ghost Paradise
"The ghosts and monsters have spread out, let's go over to join in the fun." Huang Xikong said.

Wan Wan jumped down from the tree and landed lightly and delicately.

After Fu Ming found an opportunity to get out of the car, he immediately ran desperately to a place farther and farther away from the little ghost.

Huang Xikong didn't dare to stay too far away, the main reason was to prevent the kid from violently killing people, after all, the little guy's mood was very unstable...

Fu Ming ran for a while, looked back, and found that the little ghost was still behind him at a distance.

He suddenly felt hopeless in his heart.

Turning my head again... I found that there was a light in front of me, and I don't know when a playground appeared.

There are people lined up at the entrance of the playground to check tickets.

……

Fu Ming subconsciously ran to places with many people. Places with many people are full of yang energy, and the kid should be more afraid.

He is so stupid, that little devil could only look at him from the window of the clubhouse just now, so he should be with Meng Ju and the others...

It's not too late now.

Panting heavily, Fu Ming finally ran to the entrance of the playground, looked anxiously at the people queuing in front, gritted his teeth and squeezed in from the front.

The people waiting to buy tickets behind were cursing.

Fu Ming turned around and said, "I bought all the tickets for the people behind, let me go in first."

The ticket buyer and the people queuing up behind him were taken aback for a moment. Although some people were muttering, the ticket buyer swiped his card and let him in.

Fu Ming took the ticket and ran to the crowded place inside, without noticing the strangeness at the gate.

The gorgeous skirt of the woman who was standing behind him just now was actually stained red with blood.

The little girl who was pulling the corner of the woman's skirt had sunken eye sockets and a sickly pale face.

What the ticket buyer took was not a POS machine swipe card, but a white skull.

People come and go in the noisy and bustling playground, and the colorful lights flicker and flicker, faintly shining on everyone's ghostly faces...

……

"Hehehe..."

The male ghost at the end of the line stuck out his long scarlet tongue, drooling as he watched the humans running away.

At some point, Wanwan, who was wearing bright yellow suspenders, walked up behind the male ghost, looked at his tongue that was about to lick his arm, and moved away in disgust.

"Uncle, can you keep your tongue back?" Wanwan couldn't help reminding.

The male ghost turned his head to look at the three-headed cub, who was a little higher than his knees, and was a little dazed for a moment.

Subconsciously, he lowered his head and wanted to rinse her white, tender and clean face with his tongue as a greeting.

Wanwan took a step back vigilantly, reached into her pocket with her right hand, and took out a pair of large golden scissors.

"If you dare to lick, I dare to cut~" Wanwan threatened fiercely with puffed cheeks.

Looking at the golden scissors, the male ghost whose body froze completely, even with his tongue straightened: "..."

Wanwan, who was staring at him, said, "..."

One big and one small confront each other at the gate of the amusement park.

……

When Huang Xikong came over with the little ghost, he saw the male ghost's twitching eyebrows and cheeks, and raised his hand to cover the corner of his mouth with a gloating smile.

"Du Lian."

Huang Xikong saw the excitement enough, so he interrupted the two silently threatening each other.

Hearing the sound, the long-tongued male ghost raised his head, and bowed respectfully, "I've seen Mr. Xiang."

Huang Xikong walked up to Wanwan, and introduced to her softly, "This is my bookboy before I was alive."

As for why Du Lian would haunt him, Huang Xikong didn't explain to Wanwan.

In his era, there were distinct classes, and many things were out of control.

After his death, many servants who served him at that time were buried.

Although Du Lian was his book boy, he got married at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and was always by his side before he entered the palace.

But before being forced into the palace, he returned Du Lian's contract of selling himself and gave him freedom.

But unexpectedly, Emperor Jin still caught him and locked him in the tomb for burial.Du Lian later hanged himself in the tomb and his soul never left after his death.

So after he woke up, he took Du Lian into the ghost.

Huang Xikong looked down at Wanwan, and introduced to Du Lian, "This is Wanwan, don't provoke her at will, or I won't be able to keep you."

Wanwan's aura that makes even ghosts and monsters fear, like Du Lian, an ordinary ghost who has no strength and can only scare people, may die immediately if he encounters it.

As soon as Du Lian heard Wanwan's name, he immediately put his tongue back, closed his mouth tightly, and cupped his hands towards Wanwan.

"Lord Wanwan, the villain is being rude."

Wanwan hugged the big scissors in her arms, shook her head and said calmly, "It's okay, we didn't fight."

Besides, even if they fight, she will not lose!
It's embarrassing if you can't do it~
……

Huang Xikong watched as the ticket inspector opened the door directly, and the ghosts lining up behind entered in an orderly manner.

He also took Wan Wan and Du Lian in, and said in a calm manner: "Fu Ming has already gone in, so it's not so easy to figure it out. He hasn't noticed anything wrong yet, but when he calms down after a while, he will definitely notice that there are everywhere here. Full of discord."

"Wanwan, how is your arrangement going?"

Huang Xikong looked down at her, this time it was all Wanwan's idea, wondering if it could scare Fu Ming so that this guy would not dare to do bad things in the future.

With a sly smile in her eyes, Wanwan said mysteriously, "Of course it's done. I've asked a lot of ghosts to help. The atmosphere must be in place."

These are the experiences gained from communicating with the staff girls in the haunted house. Try it out now to see how it works.

"Let's follow up, pretend to follow behind, and see how scared he is crying." Wanwan suggested enthusiastically.

Huang Xikong agreed without much hesitation. He looked down at the Gumantong kid beside him, but he still didn't dare to let him out alone for the time being.

It's too murderous.

……

Du Lian silently followed behind them, and looked sympathetically at Fu Ming who was boarding the small train in front of him.

He looked back at the colorful lights at the gate that were just lit up at this moment. On it were five colorful and childlike fonts - Guigui Amusement Park.

"Uncle Huang, let's take the small track train too."

Wan Wan pointed to the front, her voice brought back Du Lian's thoughts.

After getting close to the little train on the track, Wanwan's innocent and cute face gradually changed. Two deep dark circles slowly appeared under her eye sockets, she looked a bit like a little devil boy.

Huang Xikong came back from the toy booth on the side, and put a devil headband on her head: "I made it with Yin Qi, I wonder if you can wear it."

Wanwan touched the devil's horn with the red lights flashing on her head, and said with a smile, "I can wear it."

She patted a talisman paper on the headband with her backhand, and the yin energy that was collapsing gathered together again in an instant.

Huang Xikong was not surprised at all when he saw her handwriting.

But Du Lian, who followed them on the small train on the track, stared at the back of Wanwan Yuanyuan's head dumbfounded, hesitant to speak.

That's a yin-gathering talisman!
Just affixed to a useless scrunchie? ? ?

If it was used by these ghosts, it would be fine for Wanwan to ride as a horse.

This uneven world... really makes poor wild ghosts feel so sad~
……

"Passengers, please pay attention, the little train is about to start, the next stop is the Truth Spinning Cup!"

The driver at the front of the car supported his head that was about to fall, and after slowly pressing the announcement, he rang the bell.

The head of the imitation steam locomotive spewed out a puff of smoke, and the eight carriages behind moved slowly.

Wanwan was sitting in the carriage, leaning on the window and looking forward.

She pointed to the front, her eyes sparkled with excitement, and said, "Look, Uncle Huang——"

……

Fu Ming, who was sitting in the front car, was looking around nervously. After confirming that there were no little ghosts, he leaned on his seat and let out a long breath.

He looked back at the carriage behind him, only to vaguely see a woman in a long red dress sitting quietly in the carriage with her back to him.

But just looking at the figure is really graceful, he stared at it for a while.

Just when he was about to look away, the woman in the carriage turned her head inadvertently...

(End of this chapter)