During the New Year period, the bustling ten-mile-long street is bustling with activity. The entire street is hung with colorful lanterns, and everyone is immersed in the lively and festive New Year.

Because it is New Year, all Jing'an Halls that sell funeral supplies are closed these days.

Because a little brat held his thigh and begged him for a long time, Xiao Moqing finally had no choice but to send someone to spend a large sum of money to buy Jing'an Hall.

When he was standing in Jing'an Hall receiving the land deed, passers-by pointed at him and talked about him.

"He bought Jing'an Hall during the New Year. Is this young man mentally ill?"

"He must be some rich young master. Something's wrong here?" The passerby pointed to his head and said with regret.

Xiao Moqing: "..."

Xiao Moqing was so angry that he got on the carriage in a huff. When his men were carrying something belonging to a small kid onto the carriage, Xiao Moqing suddenly had an idea.

Right, he could have handed this over to his subordinates. Why did he have to come here himself?

Is his brain alright?

Xiao Moqing almost cried because of his own stupidity.

Returning to his own bedroom, he was originally quite resentful, but after hearing the little milk ball lying on the soft couch see him come back, one of the little milk balls stood up and said to him sweetly: "Second brother, you are back~"

The little girl's words were like the gentle breeze and evening rain, sweeping away all the resentment in him.

He immediately raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "Yes, brother is back. Sister, take a look at what's inside. Are you satisfied?"

"Here I come~"

Wanwan jumped off the couch, took the box from her second brother's hand, looked at the paper clothes inside, and nodded with satisfaction.

"I like it. Thank you, second brother. Ah Gui will definitely like it. I'll take you to see her when I'm free. No, today is worse than tomorrow. How about today? Second brother, are you free tonight?"

When Xiao Moqing heard that the little girl was going to take him to see a female ghost, he was so scared that he immediately refused.

"No... no need, I have something to do tonight, forget it."

【Is it true or false? 】

Wanwan: "Second brother, you are not scared, are you? Sister Ah Gui is a very good person. Although the other two ghosts have bad personalities, they generally won't hurt people."

Although provoking someone is sometimes quite useful to him, he was already worried enough about seeing one ghost, but he didn't expect there would be not just one, but two!

Sister, you are worthy of being like this. You can even make such unique ghost friends.

Second brother admits defeat!

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Different late night, same place.

Compared with the festive and lively atmosphere of other palaces, the cold palace, which is deserted and dilapidated all year round, looks particularly desolate.

But unlike the past, today in a dilapidated courtyard in the cold palace, laughter that ordinary people cannot hear can be heard from time to time.

"This dress is so beautiful! It's been years since I've worn such beautiful new clothes~"

In the yard, paper clothes were burning in the brazier, and the bright flames shone on Wanwan's fair little face.

The beauty-loving ghost put on a bright red new dress and looked at herself in the dilapidated bronze mirror beside her again and again. The more she looked at herself in the mirror wearing the bright red new dress, the more she liked it.

Suddenly, a force of gravity hit her, and she was pushed aside without warning.

"Go away, let me take a look at mine." The hanged man also put on a new dark blue suit, looked at himself in the mirror, and happily tied his long tongue into a knot at the sight of his handsome self in the mirror.

When he was thinking about whether to comb his hair, a beauty-loving person pushed him away without any hesitation.

"Ugly ghost, why are you looking in the mirror when you're so ugly? If you want to look in the mirror, it should be me first!"

Hanged Ghost: "You're the ugly one! Move aside so I can take the picture!"

The two ghosts pushed each other, neither giving in.

If it were any other day, the two would have already started fighting. But perhaps because they had changed into new clothes today and were afraid of tearing them, the two ghosts rarely fought.

"This is you, Ghost Sister!"

Wanwan threw a big red paper dress into the brazier, and soon the paper dress burned to ashes and appeared on Ah Gui's body.

Ah Gui looked down at the bright red robe he was wearing.

Agui: "..."

"Sister Ghost, do you like it?" The little kid opened his eyes wide and looked at him expectantly.

Ah Gui pursed his lips and nodded slightly under the burning gaze of the little boy.

"As long as you like it, by the way, there are other colors. This pink one is also very beautiful, and this aqua blue one, I will burn them all for you."

As she spoke, Wanwan generously threw all the paper clothes into the brazier.

Ah Gui opened his mouth, his pale face full of distress. How should he tell her that he was not a ghost sister, but a ghost brother?

"Hey, why are you dressed like a bride?"

The beauty-loving ghost, who had finished looking in the mirror and fixed her hair, couldn't help but tease the crying ghost who was wearing a festive red dress.

Her beautiful eyes fell on Ah Gui, and after looking at him for a while, she couldn't help but fly to his side.

"Crybaby, I haven't looked at you straight in the eye for a long time. How come you haven't shed any tears yet?"

As soon as Ai Mei finished speaking, she grabbed his chin with her hand and wanted to take a good look at his face.

But she didn't expect that just as she pinched his chin, the crybaby suddenly got angry, slapped her hand away, and stared at her with a gloomy face.

The beauty-loving ghost was only focused on her wrist which was broken by him, and did not notice the gloomy look in the boy's eyes.

"Your little bitch actually hit me!" The beauty ghost looked at her broken wrist and was so angry, "Your body is so precious, and I can't touch it?!"

"cannot!"

Ah Gui suddenly spoke in a low, hoarse voice.

Only the little princess can touch him!

His sudden voice shocked the one person and two ghosts present.

When Wanwan heard that Ah Gui could speak suddenly, her eyes lit up: "Sister Gui, can you speak now?"

say?

Ah Gui was stunned when he heard this. He was able to speak. He opened his mouth and said, "I... can... speak now."

However, I don’t know if his throat was seriously injured before his death or what, but the voice he made was hoarse and low. It was not pleasant to hear, but it was better than the mute who had not spoken before.

Wanwan: “That’s great!”

Seeing the smile on the little boy's lips, Ah Gui couldn't help but smile.

His body can finally speak, and he can talk with the little princess from now on.

whee.

very nice.

Ah Gui curled his lips into a smile, happily reaching out to hold the little kid in front of him in his arms.

But his joy didn't last long, as he suddenly noticed a red line in the center of his wrist.

The moment he saw the red line, the smile on his lips suddenly froze.