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Chapter 1863

They walked towards the door, and when they were still two or three steps away, the pot on the bedside suddenly shook by itself...

With a bang, the lid fell off, and a cloud of black mist flew out of the jar.

The black mist was full of resentment, and it condensed into a dark baby in mid-air. He could only hear him make a strange squealing sound, and rushed towards Zhou Ping quickly...

Zhou Ping had been on guard for a long time, and quickly drew out the money sword, and slashed down in the air. The fangs and claws, the vicious little ghost, was split into two by Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping said lightly: "You little things are no match for me at all, don't look for death."

The little ghost made a painful sound in mid-air, the two halves of his body twisted, and the originally strong resentment suddenly faded a lot.

Qin Zheng heard a sharp scream from the empty boat, and he was so frightened that he hugged Zhou Ping: "Mom...Mom...he he he he...what is he talking about?"

Zhou Ping raised her eyebrows: "Did you hear that?"

Qin Zheng nodded tremblingly: "Listen...I heard something..."

Zhou Ping patted her on the shoulder: "Not bad, the blood of our old Zhou family is in you, and it hasn't been diluted..."

Wraiths like this are weaker during the day and have no entity, so ordinary people can't see them.

Qin Zheng said in fear: "Mom... so scary."

Zhou Ping pulled his hand away and looked at the twist in the air: "You... don't seem to really want to attack me, do you have something you want to tell me?"

It stands to reason that even if the resentful infant is not too strong, it should not be so weak...

But this, apart from the sudden look of fierceness just now, is actually a fake!
These little ghosts suck a lot of yang energy every day, logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this.

So, there is only one explanation, this kid doesn't really want to attack them.

However, even if Zhou Ping asked now, she couldn't ask anything... The kid couldn't speak at all. Zhou Ping just picked it up and almost smashed it apart.

Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment, and said: "Go back to the urn to raise it first, I will come again..."

The resentful baby understood Zhou Ping's words, and got back into the jar again.

Zhou Ping walked over, picked up the lid and prepared to cover it for him...

Then, I saw the body of the little ghost raised in the inner jar, the already formed fetus, this kind of fetus should be aborted during the seventh and eighth months of pregnancy, after drying, it shrank and was placed in the little Weng, Zhou Ping felt scalp hair numb.

Zhou Ping quickly closed the lid. Although she knew all about these sorcerers, she still found it difficult to accept seeing these things.

These little ghosts are the most sticky, easy to raise, but very difficult to send away.

Zhou Ping couldn't recognize her hand that touched the lid just now: "Let's go first..."

Qin Zheng nodded quickly: "Okay, let's go quickly."

After going out, Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment, but did not leave.

Xu Mu asked: "What's the matter, is there anything else?"

Zhou Ping frowned and said, "If I leave like this, those three little ghosts will continue to suck the yang energy of the people around here at night. What if someone dies because of it?"

Zhou Ping shook her head: "I...can't know it, but do nothing."

Xu Mu asked him, "What are you going to do?"

"This is what's causing me a headache now. No matter what I do, I will notice it... How can I prevent them from going to the vicinity to inhale yang energy without being noticed?"

Zhong Wenqing will know about the stickers and magic array...

Qin Zheng suddenly said: "Mom... I'll come..."

(End of this chapter)