Ning Zhenhua's expression suddenly became a little ferocious. Ning Xiao and Ling Hao were both stunned. Bai Fu was also happy. He smiled as if nothing had happened and said, "It's me. I saw that this porcelain bottle is so beautiful, so I touched it. Sorry, uncle."

Ning Zhenhua stared at Baifu's eyes with a cold look, and Baifu looked at him calmly. Finally, Ning Zhenhua calmed down.

Ning Xiao immediately replied, "Dad, let the water go quickly, otherwise the water will be cold."

"Yes." Ning Zhenhua immediately forgot the unhappiness just now and became excited again.

Looking at Ning Zhenhua, who changed faster than the summer sun, the three of them shook their heads in their hearts at the same time. When did Ning Zhenhua become like a child?

Ning Zhenhua slowly poured the warm water into the porcelain bottle, and the long-awaited thing appeared on the porcelain bottle - that little boy.

The little boy's round and fat little arms and legs, like lotus roots, is extremely cute! The little boy's face is red in the egg white, and his big eyes are brightly black and white, and his tender light is shining. The innocent smile on the little boy makes him feel sweet when he sees it. The little boy is only wearing a red bellyband, and he looks like a ginseng doll in a cartoon. He just wants to twist it.

This little boy looks so real, so real that it seems right in front of him.

Ling Hao frowned and looked at it for a long time, and asked, "This painting... doesn't look like an ancient Chinese work? Ink paintings cannot be so realistic, like a photo?" After looking carefully for a long time, Ling Hao said in confusion: "It doesn't look like an oil painting? It's really strange?" As the successor of a large international enterprise, Ling Hao is naturally very proficient in these things that can improve the so-called cultivation. However, he has seen countless treasures and can't understand them at all, and only feels the nickname in his mind.

The three people next to them had different expressions: Ning Zhenhua looked alert: Baifu was excited and curious: Ning Xiao was surprised and even a little scared.

"So cute! It seems to be true!" Baifu exclaimed, "I wish I could hold him in my arms!"

Ling Hao suddenly reached out his hand and touched the porcelain bottle, and the porcelain bottle fell backward as expected. Just as the porcelain bottle was about to land, Ning Zhenhua rushed over like crazy, blocking the hard ground with his soft body, and the porcelain bottle pounced intimately into his arms.

Ning Zhenhua glared at Ling Hao angrily, and Ling Hao defended innocently: "I'm sorry, uncle, I didn't mean it. Really, you won't be angry, are you?"

Ning Zhenhua, who was still in shock, suppressed his anger and held the porcelain bottle tightly in his arms, like a child who was afraid that the toys would be stolen: "You have seen it, I'm going to put it away." After that, he put the porcelain bottle on his own and put it back into the brocade box, and then turned around and returned to the room without paying attention to anyone.

Just as Ning Zhenhua turned around, Baifu's body vibrated violently. Ling Hao and Ning Xiao on both sides felt it and looked at her worriedly. However, Baifu widened his eyes, staring at Ning Zhenhua's back in a daze, and his lips kept trembling. The two looked at each other, and at the same time had a very bad premonition.

After Ning Zhenhua returned to the room, Ling Hao and Ning Xiao hurriedly came to Baifu's side and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Did you see something?"

Baifu stared at the two of them in horror and replied stammeringly: "I...I saw... a...black...charcoal-like thing lay on Mr. Ning's back..." After swallowing, Baifu continued: "It's like a burnt little man. He... hugged Mr. Ning's neck tightly and smiled at me... His whole body was black, but his teeth were white and sharp, like a knife... It's right behind him... It's right behind him..."

Baifu, who was deeply trapped in fear, could not describe how scared she was, nor how terrifying the black little ghost was. I remember that when she first saw that terrifying faceless female ghost, she was never so scared. After all, when the female ghost appeared, she was already prepared. But this time, the little ghost was caught by herself inadvertently. It felt like she was stepping on the green and solid grass before her feet, and then she had fallen into the abyss. Baifu suddenly remembered the dialogue that the ghost-eyed child in the movie "The Sixth Sense of the Supernatural" - cole sear said: "Sometimes you will feel that your hair stands up and your body has goose bumps!... That's because of them, when they get angry, you will feel cold!" The sudden

Baifu is like this now, with cold sweats on his back, and his body felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar and could not move. When she saw the ghost's extremely evil smile, she could also feel the strong anger emanating from him - it was for Ling Hao.

It seems that it is really angry!

Baifu grabbed Ling Hao's hand nervously and said anxiously: "He is angry! You made him angry! Go away quickly, otherwise it will never let you go!"

After hearing Baifu's words, Ling Hao was very calm, but Ning Xiao also became anxious: "You go quickly, don't implicate you anymore..."

"I won't be in trouble." Ling Hao said slowly: "When I was very young, Master Bailong helped me calculate. I had a great disaster, but it was not because of this little devil!"

"Even if this is the case, you have to be careful." Ning Xiao said worriedly.

"If you want to leave, we will go together." Ling Hao turned to Ning Xiao firmly.

Ning Xiao smiled faintly and shook his head, saying, "No, no matter what happens, I can't leave my dad alone."

"Yi Dao will be back tomorrow, it's just this night, so you can leave this night first."

"No." Ning Xiao still smiled faintly.

"Then I will stay with you! Baifu, it's not convenient for you to live here, so let's go home first." Ling Hao's tone was so confident that he could not argue.

Although Baifu was only with Ling Hao for a few months, he was very clear about his stubborn temper. Ning Xiao, as his cousin, knew even more about his "speaking" personality. Baifu sighed, took off the Buddhist beads that Ling Hao gave her, and put them back on Ling Hao's hand: "You should wear this first, and give it to me when there is no danger."

Seeing Baifu's uneasiness, Ling Hao nodded with a smile.

"By the way, Ning Xiao, didn't I give you the talisman? Why didn't you give it to your father?" Bai Fu asked in confusion.

"Yes, I put it under his pillow." Ning Xiao replied aggrievedly.

Ling Hao frowned and asked, "How come Uncle Uncle was not affected? Yi Dao's talisman works very well. When he was in the ancient tomb, it was all that talisman that saved Baifu."

"That's right, although Yi Dao's magic power is not as strong as Master Bailong, it is not useless at all? Could it be that ghost is too strong?" Bai Fu immediately turned pale, "You'd better go with me."

"No! I can't leave my dad alone!"

"I won't leave either, I will stay with Ning Xiao."

"You...ah...be careful, I'll leave first." Baifu said helplessly.

"Then I'll call you to call a taxi!" Ning Xiao turned around and called.

Ling Hao and Baifu faced each other awkwardly, and neither spoke. However, their concern for each other flowed with their eyes.

The car came, and after Baifu got in, Ning Xiao spoke: "Baifu, you... need to be careful even if you are alone."

Baifu nodded, Ling Hao kept looking at her but still refused to speak.

The car left, and in the car, Baifu prayed silently, hoping that this night would be safe.
Chapter completed!