The disciple of Yue Lao

Chapter 179 Uncle, are you afraid of ghosts?

Without giving the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demon time to think, Xia Yu disappeared like a gust of wind after he finished speaking.

Seeing that they failed to take Xia Yu away successfully, Yan Lan didn't want to waste any more time talking to them. She walked out of the darkness and headed towards the villa with an open mind.

When the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons reacted, Xia Yu had already disappeared, so they cast a spell and left.

Xia Yu used magic to set up a barrier a hundred meters around the villa. Given Yan Lan's current condition, she would not be able to enter the villa even if she was given ten days or half a month.

After a while, Lan Yue's sister Lan Qing came out with a bag on her back, apparently going out to buy something.

Yan Lan waited and waited at the door of the villa. Finally, after 24 hours, she returned to her true form as a ghost.

She approached the villa again, but the barrier always bounced her far away.

Later, Lan Qing came back.

Yan Lan tried to possess Lan Qing's body and prepared to follow her into the villa.

Unexpectedly, when she entered the barrier, she hid in Lan Qing's body, and was kicked out by the barrier as soon as she got close.

Lan Qing returned to the villa safely.

After a while.

Wang Guihua suddenly came out with two pictures in her hands and was pasting them on the door of the villa.

That is……

Yan Lan moved closer, pressed against the barrier, took a closer look, and recognized the people in the two pictures.

Shentu...Yulei!
Those are two gods who drive away ghosts and evil spirits!
Obviously, those two pictures were posted targeting her!
……

Inside the villa, Lan Tian secretly stood behind the door. When Wang Guihua finished pasting the stickers and came in, he asked, "Grandma Gui, are you done?"

Wang Guihua smiled and nodded, and replied, "It's done."

Lan Tian looked outside through the crack in the door. There was no one outside, but he always felt that someone was staring at him, so he was scared and quickly closed the door.

"Xiaotian, what's wrong with you?" Wang Guihua asked worriedly.

Lan Tian was so nervous that he forgot to answer Wang Guihua's question. He just grabbed her hand and asked, "Grandma Gui, is there any garlic in the kitchen?"

Sometimes he was pasting door gods, and sometimes he was asking for garlic. Wang Guihua thought of the uses of these things and suddenly smiled at Lan Tian: "Xiaotian, I have garlic, but what do you want it for?"

"To drive away ghosts and evil spirits!"

Lan Qing came over while eating a pear in her hand. When she heard Wang Guihua's question, she answered for Lan Tian naturally, "My nephew may have watched too many horror movies and is a little scared. Aunt Gui, he wants garlic, just give it to him, so that he won't ask me to buy him a 'peach wood sword' or 'black dog blood' or something like that later."

"Okay, okay, it's in the kitchen. I'll go find it." Wang Guihua said as she walked towards the kitchen.

Lan Tian felt a little worried. He did feel someone was looking at him just now, but when he looked carefully, there was no one outside the villa.

Then there is only one situation.

Gotta find a way.

"Get out of the way, little brat."

Lan Hui had made a date with a friend and was about to go out when he pushed Lan Tian impatiently.

"Uncle!"

Lan Tian suddenly called out to Lan Hui very enthusiastically.

Lan Hui stopped his hand that was about to open the door, looked back at Lan Tian, ​​and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"Are you afraid of ghosts?" Lan Tian asked seriously.

Where in the world did this ghost come from?

Lan Hui suddenly laughed and asked, "Don't be afraid, what's wrong?"

"I... I watched a horror movie last night and was so scared that I put a door god on the door." Lan Tian explained.

"And then?" Lan Hui looked at Lan Tian steadily and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Lan Tian's face was full of fear, and he replied, "I'm afraid that ghosts will find out that I asked them to put up that door god, and they will come to me at night to seek revenge. Uncle, if you are not afraid of ghosts, can you pretend that it was you who asked to put up that door god?" Seeing Lan Tian's anxious look, it was both refreshing and funny.

You deserve it. You rely on Yan Lan's help to become arrogant and always go against me.

"Why should I help you?" Lan Hui asked with a smile.

After hearing this, Lan Tian took out seven hundred yuan from his trouser pocket, shook the money in his hand, and said, "If you cooperate with me, I will give you my pocket money this week."

"It's not a question of money. Doesn't your uncle look like someone who is short of money?"

As Lan Hui spoke, he snatched the seven hundred yuan from Lan Tian's hand and counted it, and explained, "It's mainly because my uncle wants to help you, you know?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Lan Tian nodded in agreement.

"How do you want me to help you?" Lan Hui asked.

Lan Tian thought about it, leaned close to Lan Hui's ear, and explained the details of the performance to him.

"Understand?" Lan Tian asked.

"I got it. Go ahead!" Lan Hui urged.

So, Lan Tian sneaked out of the villa again.

What he performed was to secretly tear off the two door god pictures on the gate, but Lan Hui's task was to stop him.

Sure enough, Yan Lan, who had hidden herself, did not leave immediately. She was still standing at the door.

When she saw Lan Tian sneaking out, she was very angry. But when she saw Lan Tian tearing off the door god picture on the door, she felt happy again...

It turned out that he didn't ask Wang Guihua to post that picture.

She almost thought that Lan Tian had already seen through her true identity and knew that she and Xia Yu had swapped appearances, and that it was her, not Xia Yu, who was hiding.

"Stop it, you little bastard!"

As soon as Lan Tian tore off a corner, Lan Hui came out, staring at Lan Tian with red eyebrows and green eyes, pulled him away with one hand, and pasted the corner back on.

"Uncle..."

"What are you doing? This is a door god, you know? It's used to ward off evil spirits. If you tear it off, we'll be in danger."

"Where did the ghost come from? Besides, even if there is one, it's a very beautiful ghost. What's there to be afraid of..."

"Do you think ghosts are as pretty as they are in TV shows? Naive child."

This boy's acting is really realistic. He was so worried and scared just now, but now he is not nervous at all, as if he is good friends with the ghost.

"You little brat, don't touch my door gods! If I ever find out these two door god pictures are missing, you'll be dead!" Lan Hui warned Lan Tian with a domineering look on his face.

"Uncle..." Lan Tian hesitated to speak, and it seemed that he wanted to persuade Lan Hui again.

"Stop! I don't want to waste my time talking to you."

Lan Hui had almost finished his performance according to Lan Tian's request and turned around to leave. His friends were still waiting for him!

Seeing Lan Tian being scolded for helping her, Yan Lan felt happy and angry.

What made her happy was that Lan Tian still had her in his heart, but what made her angry was that Lan Hui actually overestimated his own abilities and wanted to deal with her.

When Lan Hui passed by Yan Lan, Yan Lan looked at him like the god of death. If she didn't have only one chance to use magic, she would definitely teach him a lesson.

"what!"

There was a scream, and Lan Tian saw from afar that Lan Hui was walking and suddenly fell flat on his face.

There was nothing in front of him, yet he still fell down. What else could it be if someone didn't trip him on purpose?
Yan Lan coldly retracted her noble feet and patted her shoes with her hands, as if she was afraid that Lan Hui's scent would be on them.

"Xiao Tian?"

Wang Guihua suddenly screamed and came out of the kitchen carrying a small bag of garlic, but found that Lan Tian was no longer in the living room.

(End of this chapter)