Chapter 390: Collecting the Little Ghost

Gu Jinghan's cousin looked like she was about to collapse. The thing slowly began to crack, and it seemed as if you could see the horrible slime falling from the child's body.

Gu Jinghan was in extreme pain all his life, screaming constantly, holding the small gourd in his hand as a life-saving straw.

At this time, everyone reacted. They knew that the thing might not be a good thing. Among them, only Mu Li could deal with this little ghost.

Wang Yizhen and his sister hid behind Mu Li, using a sharp voice with a commanding tone.

"Hurry up and get rid of this thing. It will hurt people if you keep it. Hurry up. You have the ability to solve this thing. Why are you just standing here and watching? What's the difference between you standing by and watching and harming other people's lives?"

When Wang Yizhen's sister spoke, she was calculating in her heart.

After experiencing the panic before, she knew that as long as they took good care of Gu Jinghan, when the matter was resolved,

they would owe the actor a favor. Isn't it popular now to repay a drop of water as a spring? Then they can ask him for resources.

The two of them thought very beautifully. When they stood behind Mu Li, they were no longer as scared as before.

In their opinion, Mu Li was such a powerful Taoist priest, he would definitely be able to protect their safety.

Mu Li looked at them coldly and said nothing.

The disdain in his eyes was very obvious.

Who are these two? How can they give orders to themselves?

When the little ghost had almost tortured Gu Jinghan, Mu Li took out a talisman paper from his pocket, actually from his own space.

He muttered something, and soon the talisman paper rolled up the little ghost lying behind Gu Jinghan.

The talisman paper immediately turned into ash, and then turned into a long golden light, which looked like a rope that tied up the little ghost.

The little ghost struggled immediately, but found that it was completely normal.

Mu Li's eyes were red with viciousness, and he was gradually losing his mind.

Mu Li saw clearly that this little ghost had committed many murders. For the sake of his own future, Gu Jinghan solved many competitors who hindered him.

These people were all killed by the little ghost without exception. Although it was Gu Jinghan who gave the order, it was the little ghost who carried out the matter.

Therefore, there is a thick layer of karma surrounding the little ghost. If such a person goes to the underworld, he will have to walk around the eighteen levels of hell.

Mu Li sighed and bit his fingertips. A drop of bright red blood seemed to have its own consciousness and flew quickly towards the center of the little ghost's eyebrows.

The little ghost's originally bright red eyes seemed to be re-injected with soul, and the red color slowly faded, revealing a pair of clear eyes.

The eyes were clear, and he looked like a newborn baby.

In fact, he was not very old. If he had not met a father like Gu Jinghan, he would be six or seven years old now if he was born successfully. He

was still a very ignorant age, but after experiencing so much, he was destined to be no ordinary child.

After waking up, the little ghost was completely black, with red cracks on his body. Something like blood kept oozing out of the cracks, fell to the ground and quickly disappeared.

Gu Jinghan felt that the pain was gone, and he lay on the ground like a dead dog, gasping for breath.

Even so, he did not forget the small gourd in his hand. He held the small gourd tightly in his hand, as if he was holding his own life-saving straw.

Wang Yizheng and his sister looked at each other, and they immediately went over to help Gu Jinghan up.

"Brother Gu, are you okay? Fortunately, we asked Mu Li to help you catch that thing. I'm glad you're okay."

The two people went straight to him to take credit, and they looked very anxious.

Mu Li didn't care that the brother and sister were so shameless, but looked at the tied up kid.

Even when the kid regained consciousness, he looked at Gu Jinghan with a very fierce look.

But when he looked at Mu Li, his eyes were clear, like a little rabbit.

He knew very well that he could beat everyone here, even without any effort.

The only difference was that he couldn't beat any of the two siblings standing there, and if he went over, it would be like sending food.

The meat bun hit the dog and never came back.

Mu Li pulled the little ghost in front of him. At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room looked at Mu Li and had no idea what he was doing.

Although I learned something from the popular science of Mu Li's original fans in the live broadcast room, I still felt that the thing was not real.

[By the way, is this a script? Could it be that this person is some kind of capital, and then let everyone become popular and act together to shape the character]

[It feels possible, and those people in the live broadcast room who say they are the anchor's fans really look like water army]

[To be honest, I really don't believe such a thing would happen. After all, the actor Gu is too hard to cater to the capital]

[It's so funny, what kind of metaphysical persona is there, you can just do it in the live broadcast room, and you have to come to the entertainment industry, which is a bit too much]

[Although it cannot be denied that these two are really good-looking, but good-looking is good-looking, and it really makes people lose their favor to act like this]

[What the hell is this, why don't you believe what we say, our anchor is a very capable person, and it has nothing to do with what you say]

[If you don't want to believe it, then don't believe it. Anyway, it's fine as long as we fans believe it. I really want to know what the little ghost looks like]

[Can the host let us see it? ]

[I want to see it too]

[Add one]

[+ 10086]

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The host finally came to his senses. Hearing what the director said in the earphone, he always felt that it was a bit weird.

But he still sneaked to Mu Li's side and said in a very low voice: "The director asked if the audience in the live broadcast room could also see the scene here. The traffic in the live broadcast room is very good now. There are many of your fans in the live broadcast room. They all want to see what the legendary little ghost looks like."

Mu Li looked at the host with a very strange look, as if he was looking at a fool.

"Your microphone is fine!"

The host was startled and looked at the microphone clipped on his collar. The flashing green light seemed to laugh at his sneaky behavior.

The audience in the live broadcast room also heard what the host said and burst into laughter.

Real host: Discussing in a low voice secretly!

Fake host: Discussing openly!

Everyone in the live broadcast room was dying of laughter.

The host didn't react for a while. Seeing that the response in the live broadcast room was good and the director didn't say anything, he

decided to go for broke .

"Master, can you let the audience in the live broadcast room take a look? I feel like they seem a little too idle. Give them a little shock of the little devil."