Fast wear strategy female with poison

Chapter 1001 Attacking the Poisonous Owner

All the way back to the imperial dining room, Ah Wan put down the food box, fetched a basin of water, and was about to wash it. At this time, most of the palace people were busy delivering food to the nobles, so she spat, "Huh, it's really a shame that they have the opportunity to contact the master." Bullying newcomers..."

As soon as Ah Wan turned around, she found that the food box she had just put on the ground had returned to the table. She stayed for a few seconds, walked over to pick up the food box, and turned her head again, to find that the wooden ladle was flying by itself!
"Ah!" Ah Wan yelled.

"Why are you arguing!" Nanny Guo stared at her.

"Mommy... the wooden ladle flew up..."

Nanny Guo glanced at it, "What doesn't fly? Doesn't it stay in the water tank well?"

Ah Wan rubbed her eyes, could it be... she made a mistake?She said nervously: "I'm sorry, Nanny Guo, I misunderstood... ah!"

Ah Wan fell to the ground, when she raised her head, she found that there was no one pushing her behind, "Ghost... there is a ghost!"

Guo Nanny came over and ordered two people to carry her out, "I think you are a demon, you should not come to the imperial dining room these days, learn the rules before you come out!"

In the imperial palace, the most taboo are demons and ghosts. Once Ah Wan goes out, I am afraid that he will never come back.

Scenery clapped her hands and smiled badly. She held her forehead again and suddenly felt a little dizzy. She has figured out the way to be a ghost these days. It stands to reason that she can't touch things, but every time she concentrates, she just It can be touched, the sequelae are severe dizziness, and the feeling that the body is more floating...

The sun sets and the moon rises, and night falls quickly.

There is only a small amount of fruit dug up around the boy. If he digs like this every day, no matter how much there is, there will be only a little bit left. Sitting on the ground, he lowered his head and was about to gnaw directly with the tree roots, but saw two steamed buns next to him. Perhaps because they were afraid of getting dirty, the two steamed buns were specially placed on clean leaves.

Feng Feng crouched in front of him, propping his chin with his hands, even though he knew he couldn't hear him, he still smiled and said: "I managed to get this here, so thank you."

He paused for a long time, then stretched out his hand to take the steamed bun, but saw the mud print on his hand, which was in stark contrast to the white steamed bun, he retracted his hand and wiped it on his clothes, at least it was clean, before picking up the steamed bun to bite Take a sip.

Feng Feng stopped laughing, feeling inexplicably sad, she sat quietly beside him, looked up at the moonlight, and couldn't help feeling even more lonely again, being a transparent person is really not a good thing.

She only knew that she was bored and drifted around, and she finally found something to do. In the next few days, she followed the little boy and acted as a ghost. This morning, she brought a bowl of porridge. She decided to improve the little guy's diet. Instead of wandering aimlessly, she chose to stay here.

But there is only so much that the scenery can do.

During his afternoon nap, he was lying on the bed, and suddenly opened a pair of clear eyes, "Are you a ghost?"

Because he saw something fly more than once.

Feng Guang sat on the window in a daze, then muttered: "I'm not a ghost."

This was the first time she had heard him speak in a few days, and it was true that food appeared inexplicably in front of her eyes every day, even a child would doubt it.

"Then what are you?"

After a pause, she floated over and asked excitedly, "Can you hear me?"

"Yes." He sat up, his eyes were facing the direction of the voice, although he could hear the voice, but he couldn't see her.

(End of this chapter)