Wen Qi's voice came out from the cave with a little echo, "It's solved, no one is hurt." As soon as the words fell, she crawled out of the cave, squinted her eyes and looked into the distance. The sky was already faintly bright.

"It took so long." Wen Qi frowned, "We have to go back to the village quickly."

Liu Ran was puzzled, "Hasn't the evil god been dealt with? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Wen Qi walked back first, and Liu Ran hurriedly followed.

As they hurried on, Wen Qi explained, "The flower was originally a good flower, but it was infected by evil spirits. The same goes for the villagers. Although there are no flowers left to use them as fertilizer, the evil spirits in their bodies are still there and cannot be left alone. People who are possessed by evil spirits can do anything."

Wen Qi's eyes darkened, "And the most important point is that the source of the evil energy has not been found yet." In addition to this flower, I wonder if there are other spiritual objects that have been infected.

Liu Ran realized the seriousness of the matter, and stopped asking questions, silently quickening his pace.

At the same time, Tan Yingying, who was left at the Tan family, suddenly woke up, and when she looked up, she found densely packed strange faces outside the window, each of whom looked familiar yet strange.

The roses in these people's eyes had disappeared, but they still rolled their eyes and kept knocking on the windows, as if they would break in at the next second.

The little ghost was poking the flower vine that had suddenly stopped moving when a scream suddenly sounded from behind him. He jumped up on the spot and landed on Qingyi's back. He asked with a look of disgust, "Why did she wake up?"

Qingyi was also looking at Tan Yingying, frowned slightly and said: "The pattern on her body has disappeared." It seems that the real body of Orange Rose has been destroyed.

The kid put his fleshy fingers into his ears and said, "She's so noisy, Mom, can you tell her to shut up?"

Qingyi could understand that anyone who woke up in the middle of the night and saw this scene would be frightened. She could show up, but she was afraid that Tan Yingying would not be able to bear it and would be frightened to death.

At this time, Tan Yingying began to yell, "Master Wen! Wen Qi!"

Qingyi thought about it, turned around and went to the kitchen, pulled out a charcoal-black stick from the stove, returned to the room, and wrote a sentence on the not-so-white wall: The master has gone to deal with the evil god, and should be on his way back now. Please don't be afraid, we will protect you.

After writing, she turned around to look at Tan Yingying, who had already curled up with her head in her hands, still screaming, and could not be seen at all.

Qingyi had no choice but to throw the wooden stick in his hand away as a reminder.

The wooden stick hit Tan Yingying on the head very accurately. The latter shook violently and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Go away! Don't touch me!" If you listen carefully, you can hear crying sounds mixed in.

Qingyi was very helpless.

The little ghost was also puzzled, "Isn't she wearing a talisman? Why is she so scared?" That was a talisman made from the master's magic weapon, and he didn't dare to get too close.

Qing Yi shook her head, "She may not know how precious the amulet is."

The little ghost frowned, "So are we going to let her keep screaming like this?" He turned his head and glanced out the window, "I feel like the louder she screams, the more excited those strange people outside the window will be."

It's like a piece of good steak shouting to people, "Come and eat me if you can?" It's afraid that people won't see it.

Qing Yi sighed, and after appearing, she said softly, "Miss Tan, if you keep shouting, everyone outside will be ushered in by you."

Tan Yingying suddenly fell silent, and her body also froze.

Qing Yi ignored her and continued while the silence lasted: "The master should be on his way back now. Miss Tan, please wait patiently. If you are worried, you can also call to verify." After a pause, she added: "If the cell phone has a signal."

Tan Yingying still didn't look up, and asked in horror: "Who are you?"

Qing Yi told the truth: "I am the master's soul envoy. Before the master left, he asked me to protect your safety."

Tan Yingying moved, and became a little bolder, "Master, are you referring to Wen Qi?"

Qing Yi: “Exactly.”

Qing Yi comforted him, "I am a spirit, so I shouldn't be that scary compared to a ghost. If you are scared, you can keep this posture and don't need to look up."

The little ghost jumped twice, "And me! I'm not scary!"

"Who?!" Tan Yingying was startled again by the sudden voice, especially compared with Qingyi's soft voice just now, this child's voice sounded too eerie!

Qingyi glanced at the little ghost with a warning, and continued to comfort him softly, "He is my son, and the master's soul master."

The little ghost didn't take it seriously at all, and smiled so hard that his teeth were showing, "Yeah, I'm my mother's son."

Qingyi nodded the little ghost's head helplessly.

Tan Yingying took a deep breath and said, "I'm going to look up."

Qing Yi said softly: "Don't force yourself."

Tan Yingying wanted to cry but had no tears. "I am even more scared if I can't see."

Qingyi glanced at the little ghost, pulled him behind him, and then said, "Okay."

Tan Yingying first raised her head with her eyes closed, then covered her eyes with her hands. She mustered all her courage to take a peek through her fingers, then quickly closed her eyes again.

She kept taking deep breaths, as if she only saw a piece of blue clothing? After two seconds, she mustered up her courage again, opened her eyes and looked up a little bit, just in time to meet Qingyi's eyes.

Tan Yingying was stunned. Such a beautiful lady in ancient costumes could easily outshine most of the ancient costumes in the entertainment industry! Could this be a ghost? Whose ghost is so beautiful!

Qingyi was afraid of scaring her, so she didn't say anything for a while.

After two seconds, Tan Yingying blinked and asked, "Where's your son?"

A small hand suddenly stretched out from behind Qing Yi, "I'm here!"

Tan Yingying took a closer look and gasped. The hand was actually grayish white! Just as she was about to say wait, her little hand stretched forward and grabbed the cyan skirt, and a grayish white little face poked out.

Tan Yingying was about to scream, but her mouth stopped halfway. It didn't seem that scary, but rather a little... cute? A bit like the cartoon characters in the black and white cartoons she watched when she was a child.

Seeing that she wasn't that scared, the little ghost heaved a sigh of relief and walked out from behind Qingyi. "Don't be afraid. I'm here. Those things outside can't get in. When the master comes back, it will be solved soon."

Tan Yingying looked at the little ghost who was not even as tall as an adult's leg and said with a complicated expression, "Thank you." Who would have thought that there would be a day when she would be protected by a baby, even though this baby was a ghost.

After a moment's silence, Tan Yingying couldn't help but ask what happened in the evening.

Qing Yi hesitated for a moment, but finally told the truth. After all, he was a customer, so he had the right to know at least.

When she heard that the flower had been solved and the strange pattern on her body had disappeared, Tan Yingying was completely stunned. The next second, she rolled up her pants to check, and what she saw was a long-lost clean and white skin.

In an instant, Tan Yingying burst into tears.

"Eh? Why are you still crying?" The little ghost felt puzzled, "Isn't this a good thing?"

Qing Yi took the opportunity to teach him, "This is called crying of joy. When people are too happy, they will cry with excitement."

The little ghost suddenly realized, then curled his lips and said, "Humans are so weird."

Tan Yingying: Suddenly I couldn’t cry anymore.