As the footsteps got closer, Xia Zhihuai asked Wanwan to wrap Ye Mingzhu in clothes.

Two cats, one tall and one short, are standing by the wall.

As he pushed the door open with one hand, Xia Zhihuai knocked down without hesitation.

Qu Xiunan's howling suddenly sounded in the room.

Wanwan was so frightened that her body trembled, and she slowly took out the luminous pearl from her clothes and illuminated the face of the man on the ground.

It's brother Qu Xiunan.

Xia Zhihuai also realized that he hit the wrong person. He quickly threw aside the broken clothes pole and reached out to help Qu Xiunan, who was lying on the ground.

Qu Xiunan covered his forehead with both hands, tears falling from the pain: "Xia Zhihuai, am I your father-killing enemy in your previous life?"

"Sorry sorry."

Xia Zhihuai quickly apologized: "I really... really didn't know it was you. I was scared by a ghost just now."

Qu Xiunan suddenly fell silent. A carp stood up from the ground and closed the door.

"Damn it, if you didn't tell me, I almost forgot, our house is haunted!"

Wanwan stood aside holding Ye Mingzhu, looking at Qu Xiunan's forehead, which was slowly turning red, and there was a stick mark on it.

Although there was no bleeding, it looked bad.

Xia Zhihuai held Qu Xiunan down: "I know, please calm down first and I'll take a look at your wound."

Qu Xiunan put his hand to cover his forehead and waved his hand: "It's okay, my head is stiff."

Xia Zhihuai didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "That's not the way to use a hard head. What if I really hit you and give you a concussion?"

Qu Xiunan let go of his hand and quickly put his head in front of Xia Zhihuai. He bared his teeth and said with lingering fear, "It shouldn't happen, right?"

Xia Zhihuai brought Ye Mingzhu close to his forehead and took a look. It was indeed red and swollen, a bit miserable, and there were even a few wounds near the hairline.

"Wanwan, I remember Zhuqing brought you a medical kit, right?"

Wanwan thought for a while and replied: "Sister Zhuqing puts it in the box, should I go back and get it?"

Qu Xiunan immediately shook his head: "No, Wanwan is a child, very dangerous."

Wanwan stood obediently on the spot, with her dark round eyes open, looking at Qu Xiunan silently.

Xia Zhihuai was speechless for a moment, but did not explain.

"Have you met the ghost in this house?"

Qu Xiunan rubbed his shoulders, looking like a frightened bird.

Wanwan looked down at Da Juju and nodded: "We met and was beaten to tears by my brother and Da Juju."

Qu Xiunan looked confused: "???"

"Wanwan, don't fuck me!"

Wanwan said seriously: "No, my brother beat Guigui until he cried. I kneaded Guigui into balls. Do you want to see it?"

Xia Zhihuai cooperated and took out the black soul bead, and Wanwan took the soul bead and threw it to the ground.

The bead instantly expanded and turned into a ghost lying on the ground pretending to be dead.

Qu Xiunan rubbed his eyes, and then slapped his cheek, which was so painful that he immediately pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek.

"Fuck! Isn't it fake?"

Wanwan could already appreciate his reaction calmly.

After seeing Qu Xiunan come to his senses, she walked to the ghost.

Just when I was about to bend down to pick him up and knead him into soul beads, the ghost suddenly got up, turned around and burrowed into the wall.

Wanwan held the Ye Mingzhu in her arms with one hand, and quickly grabbed the ghost's ankle with the other hand, then suddenly pulled the ghost down, threw the Ye Mingzhu on the ground, and rolled the ghosts who wanted to escape into a round ball.

The slippery soul bead, then clenched his fist and smashed it.

"If you run away again, I'll smash it to pieces!" Wanwanhu threatened in a tigerish voice.

The beads rolled in her palm a few times and then calmed down.

Qu Xiunan turned to look at Xia Zhihuai: "Your sister..."

A bit tigerish!

"It's amazing." Qu Xiunan immediately changed his words.

Xia Zhihuai nodded with satisfaction: "My sister is the Little Heavenly Master."

Qu Xiunan looked at the proud expression on Xia Zhihuai's face and didn't know whether to complain or compliment him.

But Wanwan is really powerful, this is an indisputable fact.

Looking at Xia Zhihuai and Wanwan again, Qu Xiunan's legs were no longer weak, his waist was straight, and he felt refreshed instantly!

…

After discussion, Xia Zhihuai decided to treat Qu Xiunan's wounds first, and then take them out to see what was going on in the village.

There seemed to be only one ghost in this house. From the time they left Qu Xiunan's bedroom to the time they walked out of the house, they never encountered another ghost.

The three of them and one meow stood at the door, looking at Yunguo Village enveloped in the deep night and billowing gloomy air, and were frightened.

Xia Zhihuai and Wanwan have clairvoyance and can see the gray-black Yin Qi flowing in the air, like billowing clouds and smoke.

"Where should we go first?"

Qu Xiunan looked at the mist that was spreading around him. Even if they were holding the Night Pearl, they couldn't see clearly five meters away.

The mist here seemed to be alive, keeping a relatively safe distance from them, only surrounding them but not daring to envelop them.

"Why don't we go to the villager's house closest to us first?" Xia Zhihuai suggested.

Wanwan raised her hand: "I want to see Grandma Zhang first."

"Which Grandma Zhang?" Xia Zhihuai looked at Wanwan's horn shower cap and scratched the back of his head.

"That's the grandma who gave me food this afternoon."

"You said there is a ghost in her house, a fireman, right?"

Wanwan nodded.

"Alright."

Compared to strangers who have never interacted with villagers, it is naturally a good thing to have someone you know.

Moreover, that ghost was a firefighter in life, so his conduct should be very good, and he should not hide anything about the village from them.

…

The three of them stayed vigilant throughout the whole process and finally arrived at the door of the house where Tian Wanwan had been placed.

Looking at the closed door, the three fell into silence.

"If you call the door now, will it open?"

Wanwan had already stepped forward and knocked on the door. She looked up at the New Year pictures posted on the door and blinked.

"elder brother……"

Xia Zhihuai walked up behind her and picked her up: "What's wrong?"

"This New Year picture has the effect of warding off evil spirits, and it is very powerful." Wanwan was a little surprised.

It is not strange that New Year pictures can ward off evil spirits. After all, it is a custom that has been handed down from ancient times, and there must be a certain reason for it.

However, because traditional New Year pictures are now shoddily produced, the actual effect is greatly reduced.

It's just that the New Year pictures on the gate are different from what they usually see, and their ability to ward off evil is very powerful.

After taking a closer look, they discovered that the dark energy lingering in the village had bypassed this family.

Xia Zhihuai took Wanwan and walked a few steps to the door of the next courtyard and saw the same New Year painting.

Qu Xiunan followed them and said, "Haven't you noticed before? Every house in this village has strange but beautiful New Year pictures posted on its door. And it's already the end of March, and the New Year pictures are still as good as new."

Wanwan and Xia Zhihuai both shook their heads: "Why don't the houses we live in have no New Year pictures?"

Qu Xiunan was speechless.

He doesn't know either.

Maybe if they put up the New Year pictures, they can sleep soundly all night until dawn, and they won't even know what terrible things happened tonight.

Just as the three of them looked at each other, the door to Grandma Zhang's house slowly opened.

Wanwan turned her gaze and saw the gleaming firefighter brother standing at the door.

What a powerful power of merit.

I must have saved many, many lives during my lifetime~

This feeling is not very obvious during the day, but at night surrounded by gloom, this firefighter brother shines brightly, almost like a moving lighthouse.

Qu Xiunan looked at the open door, but didn't see anyone.

His teeth trembled and he pulled Xia Zhihuai's sleeve: "Is there a ghost?"

Xia Zhihuai nodded: "A firefighter."

Qu Xiunan shivered twice and then calmed down after a while.

"Hello fireman, good fireman...what a good ghost."

The man standing at the door smiled at Wanwan and Xia Zhihuai and invited them into the house.
Chapter completed!