ebookland Chapter 598 The Little One Raised by the Ghost King 7
Chapter 598 The Little One Raised by the Ghost King 7
He Xuan raised his eyebrows and reached out to the little guy.
Miaomiao was stunned, looked at Shouyi, then at He Xuan, and then decisively threw herself into He Xuan's arms.
Shouyi: "..."
He Xuan chuckled softly, lifted Miaomiao higher, pinched the little girl's soft face with his bony fingers, and looked at Shouyi as if showing off: "Did you see it?"
Shouyi was filled with grief and anger, his hands shaking as he pointed at He Xuan: "You, you put a curse on her, didn't you?!"
While they were playing, Miaomiao suddenly yawned, rubbed her eyes and lay on He Xuan's shoulder, obviously tired from playing.
He Xuan held the little girl's butt with one hand and patted her back naturally with the other hand. His movements were incredibly skillful.
Shouyi looked at this scene with a sour look on his face, and suddenly lowered his voice: "Don't be complacent, when Miaomiao grows up, she will definitely like me more."
He Xuan shrugged and said nothing.
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The night was as dark as ink, and the Zhang residence was dead silent.
Shouyi's copper bell instrument at his waist suddenly vibrated violently, emitting a sharp buzzing sound. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked out the window at the same time as He Xuan, who was closing his eyes and regulating his breathing across from him.
"what--!!"
A shrill scream pierced the night sky.
Shouyi quickly made hand gestures, golden light flowed from his fingertips, and he drew a complicated protective formation around the sleeping Miaomiao.
The pale golden light curtain wraps the little ball like an eggshell, isolating all those who harbor malicious intentions towards the little guy and ensuring that nothing goes wrong.
"Walk."
Two figures, one black and one white, flashed out of the room like ghosts.
In the courtyard, seven or eight servants were lying on the ground in a mess. Each of them had two tiny bloody holes on his neck and his face was as pale as paper.
Shouyi squatted down to investigate, his brows furrowed. "Most of his blood and essence were sucked out, but his life is not in danger."
He Xuan gathered a wisp of ghost energy at his fingertips, outlining the trajectory of the remaining demonic energy in the air: "Southeast."
The two followed the trail to the woodshed in the backyard, only to see a dark shadow feasting on the last unconscious servant.
Hearing the noise, the dark shadow suddenly looked up.
It turned out to be a half-human, half-bat monster, with a green face and fangs, fleshy wings on its back, and blood hanging from the corners of its mouth.
"A mere bat spirit dares to act rashly in front of this old Taoist." Shouyi sneered, and talismans from his sleeves flew out like snowflakes.
The bat demon had obviously just become a demon. Seeing this, it was so frightened that it flapped its wings and knocked over a pile of firewood and tried to escape.
He Xuan unleashed his ghostly aura, and the entire woodshed froze instantly. The bat demon slammed its head against the ice wall and fell down dizzy.
"Master, please spare my life! I'm just hungry, I didn't kill anyone." The bat demon curled up on the ground, shivering.
Shouyi didn't listen to his explanation at all. He put the yellow talisman on it and put it directly into his Qiankun bag: "So you're hungry and you go suck human blood? You'll be reincarnated as a mosquito in your next life."
While they were capturing the monster, in Miaomiao's sleeping room, Shouyi's protective formation emitted a faint golden light, enveloping the sleeping cub.
The little fellow curled up in the quilt, his face flushed from sleep, completely unaware of the commotion in the mansion.
Sudden--
"Creak" a light sound.
The door was blown open by a gust of cold wind, and moonlight streamed in like water, casting a long, narrow shadow on the ground. The shadow twisted slightly, and like a living thing, it moved closer to the bed.
Miaomiao wrinkled her nose in her sleep and opened her eyes drowsily.
"Ugh...?"
She rubbed her eyes and sat up, a few hairs sticking up on her head as she looked around blankly. The room was empty, with only the night wind gently rustling the bed curtains.
At this moment, the hanging bed curtains suddenly moved without wind and gently brushed Miaomiao's cheek.
"ah!"
Miaomiao giggled at the ticklish touch and stretched out her short hands to grab the fluttering bed curtain. But just when she was about to grab it, the bed curtain flew away again, as if playing hide-and-seek with her.
The little guy got excited, kneeling on the bed and waving his hands excitedly: "Grab, grab!"
The bed curtain floated over again, this time playfully twirling around her fingers. Miaomiao opened her eyes wide and suddenly pounced.
Got it!
Miaomiao hugged the gauze bed curtain, rubbed her little face against the soft fabric, and giggled.
She was completely unaware that there were two uninvited guests in the room. She just felt that the bed curtains tonight were particularly interesting, as if they had life and were teasing her.
Mei Niang floated beside the bed, and gently touched Miaomiao's face with her pale fingers. The soft touch from her fingertips made her heart, which had been silent for many years, tremble.
"Sister, look how cute she is." Zhu Niang came closer, her black hair hanging down, and a rare hint of tenderness on her gloomy face. "She is cuter than any of the dolls we saw in our lifetime."
Miaomiao felt a slight chill on her cheeks. She raised her little face and looked into the void. Her big black eyes were crystal clear. She suddenly stretched out her little hand and accurately grabbed a strand of Mei Niang's long hair.
"ah!"
Mei Niang was startled and subconsciously wanted to hide, but she saw that the little girl was not afraid at all. Instead, she pulled her hair into her arms and babbled some incomprehensible baby talk, as if she was sharing her favorite toy.
Zhu Niang couldn't help laughing: "She likes you, sister."
Mei Niang stared at Miao Miao in a daze. For the first time in a hundred years, she felt something beating in her chest.
She was an embroiderer who loved to sew small clothes for the children in the neighborhood. However, she died in childbirth because of her husband's infidelity, leaving two lives behind. After her death, her resentment lingered and she became a ghost in this area.
"Let's..." Mei Niang said softly, "Let's take her away."
Zhu Niang's eyes lit up: "Sure, I'll keep her in our cave. I'll pick the freshest dew for her to drink every day!"
"No, the dew is too cold." Mei Niang has already started to plan seriously, "I have to find some goat milk..."
The two sisters became more and more excited as they talked, and they didn't notice that the frost on the bed curtains was quietly spreading.
"Take her away?"
A cold voice suddenly sounded behind him, and the temperature in the whole room dropped.
Mei Niang turned around in horror and met a pair of scarlet eyes. The man in black appeared in the room at some point, and the ghostly energy surging around him made their souls and bodies begin to become unstable.
"Ghost, Lord Ghost King?!" Zhu Niang was so scared that she fell to her knees.
He Xuan walked forward slowly, and with every step he took, the ice became an inch thicker.
He gently pried open Miaomiao's hands that were clutching the ghost girl's hair, held the child in his arms, and said in a terrifyingly cold voice:
"Is this the prince's child that you can covet?"
Mei Niang trembled, but still mustered up the courage: "Sir... we just think the little guy is cute, we have no ill intentions..."
This was indeed a true lie. If these two female ghosts had malicious intentions, they would never have been able to get close to Miaomiao.
He Xuan sneered.
Of course he knew that they had no ill intentions. If they had, he would never have given them time to talk.
But so what.
Not everyone can covet his cubs.
Miaomiao suddenly twisted in He Xuan's arms, pointing her little finger at Mei Niang: "Auntie... play..."