The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 148 Threat (3)
The little ghost never thought that Qiao Wan would use will-o'-the-wisps, which would be fatal to the soul body, and immediately he was so frightened that he ran to the ceiling, his eyes rolled around, and looked at her in fear.

Qiao Wan ignored him, put on the mask again and planned to go out, but she was worried about Gangzi who was still circling in the corner, then she pondered on the spot, and put a "cleaning" sign on the door of the toilet.

After closing the door, she brought another vase from the corner and hit the back of the other person's head hard. With a "boom", she watched Gangzi fall to the ground, and kicked him twice again in disbelief. Then she threw him on the toilet with difficulty, and then locked the door from the inside. She stepped on his body and borrowed his strength. Using all his strength, he climbed out from the other side.

The little ghost floated lightly in mid-air, seeing her series of movements, but didn't make another sound.

But when Qiao Wan was pushing the cart to leave, he suddenly cried softly, "Sister, take me away."

Qiao Wan couldn't help but turned around, met his pale face, hesitated for a while, then shook his head silently: "You are an earthbound spirit, I can't take you away."

When the little ghost heard it, a gleam of hope suddenly appeared on her face, because she only said "it's not easy to carry", but she didn't say that she couldn't carry it...

"Sister, I beg you."

Qiao Wan's heart softened at this moment, but he still shook his head resolutely: "It's useless for you to follow me, I can't save your dead soul."

This is obviously a dead ghost, because it is not considered a good death at all, so it has a lot of resentment. If it is not saved in the future, it will not be able to go to Yinshi, let alone reincarnate.

The little ghost shook his head: "Sister, I don't need you to save me, I just want to see my father and then find my body."

Qiao Wan was startled: "You don't know where your body is?"

The little ghost pursed his lips, and said faintly: "I can feel it, it's right below, the underground of this building."

Qiao Wan opened his mouth, looking at the kid's pale face and the chains on his legs, he felt pity for a moment.

She found the formula book from her bag, flipped through it, and remembered seeing a spell that made a contract with a ghost in it earlier.

For the sake of convenience, the older generation of ghost messengers will temporarily make contracts with ghosts and put them back after they are done. Later, a few well-meaning ghost messengers will also use this method to make contracts with ghosts, just like raising ghosts. Ghosts, usually let them go out to do good deeds, form good karma, slowly dissolve the resentment of each other invisibly, and in the end they can be led to the underworld to reincarnate.

But this method takes quite a long time, and the little ghost is fed by the host's spiritual power by keeping it by his side. If the resentment is too deep, maybe he can't completely resolve the resentment, and the host will be sucked up first.

Qiao Wan rummaged through and finally found the spell, but there must be a medium to form the bond.

She looked in the schoolbag again, and besides the books, there was only a decorative puppet hanging on the silver zipper.

She lowered her head and pondered for a while, then suddenly pulled the little doll off, leaned in front of him and said, "Have you thought it through? Once you attach it, if the doll is damaged, you will also be injured, and even... will disappear"

After all, he is an earth-bound spirit, a spirit who lives by attachment. If the land he was attached to before disappears, they will no longer be able to survive in the world without their medium. Therefore, ordinary earth-bound spirits have a strong sense of protection for their territories.

But now, what she has to do is to transform the medium he originally attached to from this bathroom into a puppet in her hand.

The kid nodded heavily.

Qiao Wan glanced at him, thinking that the kid's death should not exceed a year, the resentment is not serious, and she should be able to bear it.

So he took out a yellow talisman, drew a spell on it with a pen and paper, and then asked, "What's your name?"

The kid thought for a while: "Chu Ming."

With a clear face, Qiao Guan wrote his name on the forehead of the little bear puppet, and finally lit the will-o'-the-wisp to burn the talisman paper into ashes, and stuffed the remaining ashes into the puppet's body.

In fact, this is also Qiao Wan's first time forming a bond with a ghost. She also thought about forming a bond with Aqi before, and then helping her do good deeds to resolve her grievances. After the contract is concluded, maybe she will fall down before her resentment disappears.

But this little ghost is different, his soul is a little thinner, and the spiritual energy he needs every day is not much, and she can bear it.

Then, when there was a ray of light around him, the little ghost got into the puppet like a beam of light.

The kid blinked, moved his furry arms, watched Qiao Wan about to stuff himself into his schoolbag, and hurriedly said, "Sister, who are you? You are so powerful."

Qiao Guan stood up, feeling dizzy all of a sudden, he could not walk until he supported the wall for a while.

"I'm a ghost messenger from the underworld... Let's go, I'll find a way to resolve your grievances later."

The kid moved the puppet's ears again: "My body is underground."

Qiao Wan didn't say a word, and walked out: "I have to find someone first."

Kid: "Who are you looking for?"

Qiao Guan hid the schoolbag in the trolley, took the sign at the door and walked out: "My brother."

After Fu Tianlang got into the car, he was directly taken to the reception room on the top floor.

A group of men in black followed behind him, but they didn't dare to approach him because of the murderous aura around him.

Different from the luxurious decoration downstairs, the living room on the top floor is decorated rather quaintly, with lacquered wooden tables and chairs, floor-to-ceiling windows that can look at the whole city, and an old wooden bookshelf for books. It is so simple that even a decent antique Or no decoration at all.

And when they walked into the living room, there was an old man sitting inside, wearing an ordinary T-shirt, smiling all over his face, looking as harmless as an old man playing chess with others on the street.

But despite his kind face, everyone had to be afraid of the opponent's past means and power.

Fu Tianlang pursed his lips and looked directly at the other party with a cold and serious face.

The old man in front of him is one of the behind-the-scenes bosses of this club, known as Uncle Nine.

"Uncle Nine!" The men who followed in shouted respectfully, and then stood aside neatly as the other party waved their hands.

The oppressive air seemed to freeze in an instant. I believe that ordinary teenagers would probably have been scared to the ground when they encountered this group of vicious people, but this person remained calm...

(End of this chapter)