ebookland Chapter 599 The Little One Raised by the Ghost King 8
Chapter 599 The Little One Raised by the Ghost King 8
He Xuan: “…”
Shouyi rushed in at this moment, holding a peach wood sword. Seeing this scene, he almost laughed out loud: "Hey, Lord Ghost King, are you encountering a child robbery?"
When Mei Niang saw the Taoist priest, her face turned pale.
She suddenly knelt down and kowtowed heavily: "Master, please understand! We sisters have never harmed anyone, it's just...it's just that we love this child too much..."
Shouyi counted with his fingers and raised an eyebrow, saying, "It's true that I didn't kill any evildoers. But..." He looked at Miaomiao who was trying to crawl towards the female ghost in He Xuan's arms, "Your son seems to like them very much?"
Miaomiao was so anxious that she patted He Xuan's chest: "Daddy...Auntie...Hold me..."
He Xuan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
What a heartless little thing, she was coaxed away by just a few words from others.
In the end, under Miaomiao's tearful attack, He Xuan reluctantly agreed to let the two female ghost sisters come and play with him occasionally.
Of course, it had to be under his and Shouyi's supervision.
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In the early morning, the Zhang Mansion was decorated with lights and full of joy.
Mr. Zhang had dark circles under his eyes, but he smiled so brightly that his teeth were visible. He personally held a heavy bag of silver in front of Shouyi and said, "Master, you are truly a god! Did you get rid of that monster?"
Shouyi happily took the silver and weighed it in his hand: "Don't worry, the bat demon has been put into my Qiankun bag. It will never bring disaster to the world again."
"Great! Great!" Master Zhang bowed repeatedly, and suddenly heard Shouyi add: "If there are any evil spirits haunting your house again, feel free to come find me—"
Mr. Zhang's smile froze, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead: "T-this...is it not necessary?"
If there are more evil spirits causing trouble, he will really go crazy.
Shouyi stroked his beard and laughed, without saying much, he turned around and left with Miaomiao in his arms.
Since he had already gone down the mountain, Shouyi decided not to rush back and would buy some new clothes for Miaomiao first.
The little one was still wearing the old clothes Lin Cuicui had given her. Although they were clean, they still looked a little small. Especially since Miaomiao was growing so fast, her arms and legs were like lotus root nodes, and the old clothes were already too tight for her.
Since they neither of them knew how to sew, they had to go to the shop to buy some ready-made clothes.
"Like a little pig, it grows as soon as it sees the wind." Shouyi pinched the little guy's nose happily.
Miaomiao blinked innocently and tilted her head to look at Shouyi, she was so adorable.
"Let's go to the clothing store first." Shouyi walked towards the west of the city with familiarity, "I have to buy this little ancestor some clothes that fit him."
He Xuan floated aside with a cold face: "Trouble."
But when they really arrived at Jinxiufang, this Lord Ghost King, who said one thing but did another, was more active than anyone else.
The shopkeeper was a shrewd middle-aged woman. When she saw the three people enter, she greeted them warmly: "Oh, this little kid is so handsome! Do you want new clothes made?"
She noticed He Xuan's extraordinary aura. Although his expression was stern, his eyes were fixed on Miaomiao. She immediately understood and said to He Xuan with a smile, "Sir, your daughter is so beautiful that she looks good in anything! What do you think of this one? It's made of peach-colored cloud-patterned satin. It makes her face look even more rosy."
He Xuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and reached out to touch the fabric: "Too rough."
The kid's skin is delicate, and any touch will leave red marks, so naturally I have to buy clothes made of soft material.
"What about this lake blue one? It's made of soft smoke silk, so it's breathable and soft, perfect for little babies!"
He Xuan took a glance and was still dissatisfied: "The color is too dark."
Shouyi watched from the side with a frown on his face, thinking that this Ghost King was usually indifferent to everything, so why was he so attentive in picking clothes for Miaomiao?
Seeing He Xuan's picky nature, the shopkeeper became even more excited and held out another moon-white dress: "Sir, take a look at this! It's a new style from Jiangnan. The material is also top-notch. It will shimmer in the sun!"
This time He Xuan finally nodded, but then pointed to a dark-patterned brocade jacket and skirt next to him: "I want this one too."
"Good taste!" the shopkeeper said with a smile, "This coat is made of brocade and matched with flowing gauze. It will definitely make your daughter look like a fairy!"
He Xuan felt so comfortable being coaxed by the constant "your daughter" that even the evil spirit around him softened a little. He waved his hand and took out several more pieces for the little one.
He turned to look at Shouyi: "Pay."
Shouyi: "..."
It turns out that this ghost king is so enthusiastic about provoking others, but in the end he is the one who pays?
Miaomiao had no idea what the adults were busy with. She was lying on Shouyi's shoulder, curiously playing with a strand of his white hair. Seeing Shouyi glaring at her, she blinked innocently and said softly, "Yeah yeah..."
Shouyi's heart softened instantly, and he resigned himself to his fate by pulling out his wallet: "Buy, buy, buy, buy everything!"
In the end, the three returned home with a full load.
In addition to new clothes, Shouyi also bought some soft cotton cloth and planned to learn how to make underwear when he returned home. He Xuan also picked up a silver bell bracelet.
Of course, when Shouyi discovered it, the bell was already on Miaomiao's wrist, jingling as she waved her little hands.
"You——" Shouyi pointed at He Xuan, his beard standing up in anger.
He finally got a job to earn some money, but it all went to him.
He Xuan remained calm: "She likes it."
Indeed, Miaomiao couldn't let go of the bell. She would shake it from time to time and giggle when she heard the crisp sound.
Shouyi had nothing to say.
On the way back to the mountain, the setting sun stretched the shadows of the three people very long.
Miaomiao was sleeping soundly in He Xuan's arms, her little hands tightly clutching the newly bought fabric. Shouyi watched this scene and suddenly felt that such a day seemed not bad.
"I don't know when she will grow up." The old Taoist priest suddenly said.
He Xuan looked down at the little girl in his arms and snorted, "She can't even speak clearly."
Still growing up.
"When Miaomiao grows up, I'll teach her to read." Shouyi stroked his beard proudly. "When she can recite the Tao Te Ching, I'll pass on all my skills to her."
He Xuan imagined Miaomiao shaking her head and reciting the scriptures, and was so cute that the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised: "...It's up to you."
The mountain breeze blows gently, and the sound of bells is clear and distant, drifting all the way to the depths of the clouds.