Chapter 18 Who leads whom astray?
What the hell is that? What is she holding in her hand?
[Why is there a beeping sound? What did you say that was censored? ]
I asked a friend who knows how to read lips, and he said Mibao said she was holding the tongue of a hanged man.
[Help! What kind of niche word is this?! I must have read it wrong!]
[I feel like it's real. The way she was talking to the air just now didn't seem like she was pretending...]
While netizens were still speculating, the person following the camera heard it clearly, shivered with fear, and looked at Mi Bao's hand with horror.
Duan Ze was even more shocked. "What did you take?"
"The tongue of a hanged man." Mi Bao repeated obediently and handed him another talisman. "Brother, look, this is it."
As she spoke, she extended her hand.
Duan Ze touched it casually, and the next second, he saw a tongue held in her tender white hand. Following the tongue, he saw a man with a gray face, a long braid from the Qing Dynasty, and wearing a long robe.
Seeing him looking at him, the hanged man smiled at him ingratiatingly. When he smiled, his tongue seemed to be even longer.
Duan Ze gasped, and in shock he immediately dropped the tongue in his hand. He jumped up and ran to the foot of the bed, hugging the wall with his hands and feet, saying in horror, "What the hell is this!"
Mi Bao gave him a thumbs up and said, "Brother, you are really smart. This is really a ghost, and it's a hanged ghost."
Duan Ze was almost frightened to death, maybe he didn't want to hear Mi Bao praising him.
The little girl is so fair and tender, why do the things she plays with every day are so scary?
She even dares to play with ghosts, what a naughty child!
Mi Bao blinked, finally seeing his fear, and comforted him: "Brother, don't be afraid. This ghost is very weak and can't hurt people. It can only scare people. But with me here, he won't dare to scare you, so don't worry."
Duan Ze: I’m not at all relieved.
He waved his hand, "Let him go!"
Mibao hesitated, "But brother, if we let him go, the room will be hot again. Are you sure you want to let him go?"
This time Duan Ze also hesitated.
The photographer was also hesitating. It was really difficult to choose. This house is indeed quite cool.
In the end, Duan Ze chose to die of turmoil between dying of heat and dying of fear.
After struggling for a long time, he looked at the electric fan that had been blowing for a long time but had no effect on the hanged ghost coming in. He gritted his teeth and said, "Can you please keep him away from us?"
"That's fine!" Mi Bao breathed a sigh of relief, pointed at the hanged ghost and said fiercely, "You squat in the corner, don't run, don't scare my brother, or I'll beat you up."
As she spoke, she waved her pink little fist.
The hanged man walked to the corner with a wronged look on his face, squatted on the ground, held his tongue and dared not speak.
Wow, why are kids nowadays so fierce!
Duan Ze also wanted to know how she could run around with such a cute and adorable face and a hanged ghost's tongue!
"Can you please stop me from seeing him?" he asked in a trembling voice.
"Sure." Mibao took off the talisman on his body, "This way you can't see it."
Duan Ze looked again and it was gone, but he swore that he would never go that way!
Seeing Mibao touching the watermelon again, his eyelids jumped, "Go wash your hands!"
It’s not dirty.
Mi Bao muttered something in her heart, but seeing that he was staring at her closely, she had to get up and wash her hands again.
"Okay." She washed her hands and showed him her chubby little paws.
Duan Ze was frightened when he thought about the hand that had just caught the ghost's tongue. He nodded perfunctorily, "Alright, alright."
He helped Mibao cut the watermelon, and the brother and sister ate it. It was really cool.
However, Yin energy is harmful to the human body. Fortunately, Mibao has a talisman that can isolate the Yin energy, but it can also keep you cool. It is basically a mobile air conditioner.
After being a ghost for so many years, this is the first time I realize that I have this use.
After eating the watermelon, Mibao borrowed Duan Ze’s cell phone. She missed her father and wanted to talk to him.
Duan Ze didn't add Gu Qian on WeChat, but Gu Qian was with Duan Yun at the moment, so he could just call her.
"Mom!" Mibao looked at the person on the screen and called out.
Duan Ze curled his lips, and she changed her mind quickly.
When Duan Yun saw her, his eyes softened and he asked softly, "Mibao, how have you been these past two days?"
Mibao nodded his head repeatedly, "Yes, very good, brother is very good to me."
As he spoke, Mibao came over with his cell phone and asked Duan Ze to look at the screen with him.
Duan Ze felt very uncomfortable. They usually only talked on the phone and never video chatted.
Duan Yun's expression suddenly turned serious when he saw him, and his voice was cold. "Take good care of Mibao. I'm watching the live broadcast too. Oh, and I signed you up for a cooking class. You can take it after the recording is over."
He is such an adult, but he still needs Mibao to cook for him. Isn’t it shameful?
Duan Ze's eyes widened immediately, "Mom, you are too partial!"
Duan Yun didn't bother to pay attention to him, and his eyes fell on Mi Bao again, "Mi Bao, it's fun. If your brother dares to bully you, tell me."
"My brother won't bully me. He is so nice to me." As he said that, Mi Bao tilted his little face up and smiled sweetly at Duan Ze.
Duan Ze looked away awkwardly. He was not nice to her.
Duan Yun smiled and said, "That's good. Your father is here with me. You two can chat."
As she spoke, she handed the phone to Gu Qian.
"Dad!" Mibao shouted excitedly. Feeling a little tired from sitting, he tilted his chubby little body and leaned on Duan Ze.
Duan Ze stretched out his hand and pushed a few times, but failed to move it open. His hand was even requisitioned and used as a phone holder to hold the phone.
He looked at Gu Qian on the screen and turned away with disgust.
Mibao's hands were free. He held the bottle and drank it, his white and tender feet lifted up, looking very leisurely. "Daddy, do you miss me?"
"I do." Gu Qian looked at her and said with a smile.
"I miss my dad too, very, very much." Mibao said as he stretched out his chubby arms and drew a big circle.
Duan Ze rolled his eyes and pushed her arm down. Did he think so? What was there for a gigolo to think about?
Mibao really thought about it. She pursed her lips and felt like crying, "Dad, when will you come back? I want to eat the food you cook."
Gu Qian hugged Duan Yun and lay comfortably on the beach, coaxing his little girl, "Daddy won't be back for another month. Mibao is the bravest baby, right?"
Mibao puffed up his cheeks to encourage himself, "Yes, that's right! Mibao is the best. Daddy and Mommy have fun. I will take care of my brother, and Mommy won't worry."
Duan Ze got a little mad when he heard this and said, "It's obviously me who's taking care of you!"
Mi Bao blinked and looked at him with his little head tilted, which made Duan Ze feel a little guilty.
Gu Qian chuckled and said politely, "Thank you, Aze."
Duan Ze snorted and didn't like talking to him.
Gu Qian said, "Aze, Mibao has a bad stomach, don't let her eat too much."
Duan Ze said impatiently: "I know, I'm not a fool."
Bad stomach? He saw the little girl had a good appetite.
Before hanging up the phone, Duan Yun glanced at Duan Ze with a warning, "Take good care of your sister, don't teach her bad things."
It happened that Mibao was taking out the ugliest sack at this moment. When he thought about doing something bad in a moment, he was so excited that he rolled around on the bed like a round snowball.
Who is leading whom astray?
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