Xia Zhihuai was unintentionally exploring the past of these evil spirits. Now he just wanted to find Professor Meng's soul as soon as possible and leave this extremely dangerous space as soon as possible.

"Have you found Professor Meng?" Xia Zhihuai asked.

Wanwan shook her head and said depressedly: "I just walked all the way and didn't even touch a ghost."

After hearing this, Xia Zhihuai wanted to vomit three liters of blood. This is a persimmon that is specialized in picking softness. A few evil spirits and the meat balls caught him, a chicken, and it was so shameless!

"I don't like you, brother, you are so lucky." Wanwan sighed deeply.

Xia Zhihuai's forehead veins thundered: "It's OK, Tao Wanwan, shut up!"

Wanwan looked at Xia Zhihuai with a faint look: "Oh."

Then, he became even more angry.

Although he didn't say it directly, he still felt that he had been ridiculed by Tao Wanwan, the little radish dun'er.

Xia Zhihuai took three seconds to calm down, squatted down and hugged Wanwan into his arms: "Don't lose it anymore."

Although Wanwan didn't understand why his emotions suddenly became so low, she still rubbed her little head with her shoulder considerately and sensible.

"knew."

"What should we do next? Are we going to find Taoist Master Long and Taoist Master Pu?" Xia Zhihuai looked at the little ghost vigilantly and asked worriedly.

"No, brother, let's go find Aunt Meng, right?" Wanwan said holding Xia Zhihuai's hand.

Xia Zhihuai looked at the palace in front of him and felt a little resistant: "We don't know where she is, how to find her?"

Wanwan looked innocent: "Didn't you see your aunt living in a small house through soul-suming? "

"That's just an internal structure, and there are palaces everywhere here. Will there be such a small house?"

Wanwan turned to look at the evil ghost on the wall: "Ask him, he has lived here for so long, he must know."

The evil spirit who was still struggling on the wall: "???"

"Where is the soul you captured?"

Wanwan stood under the wall, looking up at the evil ghost with a ferocious look on her face.

The evil ghost stared at Wanwan. Wanwan thought for two seconds, then turned around and aimed at the little ghost not far away.

"If you don't say it, I'll catch her and ask."

The evil ghost's eyes cried and his eyes were sobbing, and he immediately tried hard to break free from the peach wood sword like a madman.

The little ghost heard the ghost's voice and immediately turned around and wanted to run away, but he didn't expect that he would slow down Wanwan and be firmly grasped by the three-year-old cub.

Wanwan slapped her behind her back, and a large amount of Yin Qi was dispersed, and the little ghost was instantly slapped into a ghost doll the size of a palm.

Looking at Wanwan, who was cute and cute, but actually extremely cruel, she looked up at the evil spirit obediently: "Can you say it now?"

She held up a small ghost doll and shook the chips in her hand at the evil ghost hanging on the wall.

Xia Zhihuai looked at the complete journey silently, feeling a little ashamed.

Although Wanwan is young, she is already deeply depressed by the emperor's orders to rule the princes!

What is he doing at the age of three and a half?

No comparison, no harm ~

In the end, the evil ghost could only surrender to Wanwan's means and power, and took them all the way to the place where several souls were locked up.

A very dilapidated and remote palace was bare everywhere, and the cold wind whizzed, which was so scary.

“It’s here.”

The evil ghost floated in the air and pointed to the row of small houses next to the main hall.

Wanwan looked around and saw that the door of the main hall was already broken and hung crookedly on the door frame, as if it would fall apart at any time.

There were spider webs everywhere, covered with dust, and the plants in the corners of the wall were dead.

The whole yard is dilapidated and desolate, and it doesn't look like a human place at all.

When Xia Zhihuai saw Wanwan looking at the row of small houses, he took the initiative to say, "I'll go push the door."

Wanwan glanced at the door of the small house. Although it was not locked, she felt that her brother might not be able to open it.

Xia Zhihuai stood in front of a door and pushed it, but the door panel did not move at all.

The evil ghost floating in the air looked down at the ghost doll hanging around Wanwan's waist, and said slowly: "The doors and windows of the room are sealed with the yin energy of the lord, and you can't open it."

Wanwan didn't believe it.

Carrying the peach wood sword, he walked to Xia Zhihuai in a fierce manner and stabbed him on the door panel with a sword.

The peach wood sword is like a sharp blade that blows hair and breaks hair, while the door panel sealed by the Yin Qi is like a piece of tofu.

Wanwan turned around and looked at the evil ghost, proudly raised her chin: "Look, it's open."

The evil ghost immediately looked up and pretended not to see it at all.

Are human cubs so amazing nowadays?

The Yin Qi sealed on the door is the key. Wanwan's peach wood sword is born to restrain Yin evil, so it is naturally invincible.

When the Yin Qi meets peach wood, it turns into blue smoke, and the restriction on the door naturally does not exist.

Wanwan pulled out the peach wood sword, Xia Zhihuai pushed open the door, and with a creaking sound, the door panel made a really sour sound, slowly opening into the room.

A rustling sound rang in the black room.

Wanwan held Xia Zhihuai's legs, stepped over the slightly high threshold with great effort, and walked into the house with a swagger.

A low cry came faintly from the corner of the house. Wanwan touched and took out a night pearl the size of a goose egg.

Xia Zhihuai stood behind her, looking numb.

He was already used to it that she could slowly take out all kinds of magical things from her pocket, which was only the size of a palm.

From snacks to toys, from night pearls to peach wood swords, there is nothing she can't hold.

Wanwan has so many secrets. Sometimes he doesn’t know where to ask, but more often he has already begun to give up and dig into the bottom line.

Wanwan is not an ordinary child.

In addition to adapting to her special nature, hiding for her, and teaching her to hide is the best choice.

"Brother, give it."

Wanwan handed Ye Mingzhu to Xia Zhihuai and smiled sweetly, "Give it to you."

Xia Zhihuai took over the Night Pearl: "You keep it yourself, this thing is very precious."

Wanwan scratched the back of her head: "Is that okay?"

As she said that, she took out a bigger and rounder night pearl from her pocket.

Xia Zhihuai: "..."

Autistic.

When he said nothing.

"They are there." Wanwan stuffed Ye Mingzhu back into her pocket. It was too big and she was so tired of holding it.

Xia Zhihuai followed her to the corner and saw eight transparent souls sitting in the corner. One of them had seen a photo before, which was Professor Chen Dingqiu.

The remaining seven were students from the archaeology department, and two girls sat next to each other, hugging and crying.

When they saw him and Wanwan, the few were stunned for a while.

Wanwan smiled sweetly: "Brother and sister, don't be afraid, Wanwan is here to pick you up."

Then, the two girls cried even louder.

The remaining boys couldn't help but raise their hands to wipe the corners of their eyes, but in fact there was no tears.

Professor Chen Dingqiu stood up, looked at Xia Zhihuai and Wanwan in front of him, and said calmly: "You... must have encountered many dangers, right?"

"No, either." Wanwan twisted modestly and hid behind Xia Zhihuai's legs.
Chapter completed!