"dad……"

When I returned to the shabby room, I immediately put the "little carrot head" in my arms on the bed. Unexpectedly, the "little carrot head" who had been sleeping soundly just now suddenly woke up again.

As soon as he woke up, he jumped up from the bed again, like an eight-clawed octopus, and suddenly lay in my arms. A pair of small hands grabbed my clothes tightly, refusing to come down, as if he was afraid that I would

As if abandoning it at any time.

The moment it hit me, I was undoubtedly nervous.

Although Xia Xiaoyi said that once the "little carrot head" recognized me, he would not attack me again. But that was just her guess after all. No one could guarantee whether the little guy would suddenly go crazy. What if he pounced?

Come up and bite me. With my current strength, I probably don’t have the strength to resist at all!

However, it turned out that my worries were completely unnecessary.

At this time, the "little carrot head" was just like an ordinary baby except for its small size. It just kept acting like a baby in my arms, and from time to time it would rub its little head against my chest.

It looked very intimate. What surprised me even more was that I actually felt its body temperature and even its heartbeat!

In my opinion, this is simply an incredible thing. Because according to Taoism, ghosts are "spirit bodies" and should be tangible and intangible. And the "little carrot head" not only has his own body, but also

Do you have the same body temperature and heartbeat as normal people?

Could this be the biggest difference between "ghosts" and ordinary ghosts?

"Good boy, daddy still has things to do. How about you play alone in bed for a while?"

I wasn't sure whether the little carrot head could understand what I said, so I could only pat it on the back like an ordinary child.

The little guy was quite easy to coax, and after a while he lay in my arms and fell asleep again. However, once I put him on the bed, he immediately opened his eyes again, cried and fussed, and refused to live or die.

Yes, it seems that this little guy is planning to stay in my arms completely.

"Okay, if you are willing to lie in my arms, then you can lie down..."

In desperation, I had no choice but to let it go. As long as it didn't harm me, it didn't matter.

After sitting on the bedside for a long time, I calmed down and slowly thought about what happened during the day. There were so many things that happened today, but the one that impressed me the most was when the old fortune teller left.

The words before: "Be careful who you are around!"

Be careful about the people around me, who is he referring to?

Lao Zhangtou? Xia Xiaoyi? Or both?

Thinking about it carefully, his reminder was not without purpose. In fact, even without his reminder, I was always alert to Lao Zhangtou and Xia Xiaoyi.

Whether it is Lao Zhangtou or Xia Xiaoyi, their identities are too mysterious. As practitioners, they seem to have entered my life inexplicably. Among them, Lao Zhangtou is the most obvious. His appearance is almost deliberate.

is approaching me!

Although he said that he was my grandfather's old friend, this was only his one-sided statement after all. Who can guarantee whether this so-called "old friend" is a friend or an enemy?

If they were my grandfather's friends during his lifetime, everyone would be happy, and many problems would be solved. But if they were my grandfather's enemies during his lifetime, what are they trying to do?

If they really just came here for the things my grandfather left me, then it seems that they could have obtained it long ago, and there is no need to wait until now?

correct!

What grandpa left for me!

Suddenly, my heart almost became hot. As the leader of Maoshan, what exactly did my grandfather leave to me?

I remember clearly that he said that in four years I would encounter something that I could not solve, and that I would not be able to open the things wrapped in red cloth until then.

It sounds a bit like Zhuge Liang's clever plan.

Now, four years later, it is my second animal year!

Recalling what Lao Zhangtou said before, it is actually not difficult to guess that there will be a disaster in my second year of life. This is the back-up plan that my grandfather laid for me in advance before he died!

And since I have to fight against disaster, will my grandfather leave me some powerful magic weapon?

My heart became hotter and hotter, and I almost subconsciously took out the piece of red cloth I was carrying with me. I was just about to open the red cloth and see what good things my grandpa left for me!

However, I still held back in the end. Since grandpa insisted that I wait until four years before opening it, there must be his reason. Once it is opened now, will the things inside become invalid?

"Huh... forget it, let's seize the time to practice "Taoist Fourteen Brocades" first!"

After a sleepless night, the effect of this practice was obviously not as significant as the last time. It only made my "qi sense" a little stronger, and nothing else happened.

I'm not discouraged. From Xia Xiaoyi's words, I already understood that the last "marrow cleaning and bone cutting" was probably related to the dragon energy in my body, and was not the result of this "Taoist Fourteen Brocades"!

As a very common fitness technique, it is actually quite good to have such an effect.

Along the way of spiritual practice, the road is difficult and icy, and it will never become cold in a day. As long as I can make a little progress every day, given time, one day I can become a peerless master like the old fortune teller!

Speaking of the old fortune teller, I actually have my doubts about him. If he hadn't suddenly appeared to save me this time, I might have forgotten about him. But judging from his behavior twice before and after, this person seems to be also suspicious of him.

He has been paying attention to me! It is even possible that he is deliberately approaching me!

Therefore, I can't believe everything he said. If Lao Zhangtou and Xia Xiaoyi have no ill intentions towards me, but I alienate them because of his words, then it will really be a loss that outweighs the gain!

I stopped practicing and continued to think about the powerful relationship. Suddenly, I felt that the "little carrot head" in my arms seemed to move. After sleeping soundly all night, did the little guy finally wake up?

When I looked down, the little guy was looking at me with a pitiful expression. He kept sucking his right thumb in his mouth and said vaguely: "Dad...Dad...I'm hungry..."

"Hungry?"

Is it possible that "ghosts" also need to eat like humans?

Looking at the pitiful look on the little guy's face, I couldn't help but smile knowingly. Then I got up and quickly got him a box of milk. The little guy took it with a happy face, held the straw and sucked it hard.

Take a sip.

"Pooh!"

After just one sip, the little guy threw the milk on the ground in disgust. At the same time, he opened his mouth and sprayed all over my face with a "poof"!

"Giggle..."

Seeing my embarrassed look, the little guy suddenly became very happy and laughed heartlessly. The guy was so happy that he fell down on the bed and rolled around!

"bad boy……"

My face was full of black lines and I muttered. I couldn't help but quickly found some bread again, and found that the little guy still didn't catch a cold. He only took one bite and spit it out...

"Damn! Isn't this too picky?"

After cursing, I was about to pick up the bread on the ground, but the little guy suddenly jumped into my arms again, still shouting vaguely: "Dad...Dad...I'm hungry..."

Before I could react, the little guy hugged my right hand and bit my middle finger without any hesitation.

"Holy crap! Does it want to suck my blood?"

Seeing this scene, I was immediately startled and hurriedly pushed it away!

However, the two fangs of "Little Carrot Head" were like straws. Even though I pushed it away in time, my entire right arm still became pitch black!

However, the strange thing is that this pitch-black color only lasted for a moment, and then quickly returned to normal. Look at the blood stains left on the wound, it turned out to be pitch-black too?

"Holy shit!"

I subconsciously widened my eyes and looked at the wound with disbelief. How could this be possible? How could the blood in my body be jet black? Wasn't the poison from the last infection forced out of my body? How...

"this……"

Could it be that the little guy was just helping me suck out the remaining poison from my body? Did I blame it wrongly?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but quickly looked at the "little carrot head" who was thrown away by me. I saw that the little guy was looking at me with an aggrieved face. Those watery little eyes almost broke my heart.

It melted!

"I'm sorry, it's dad's fault..."
Chapter completed!