"Where did you get this kid back?"

Lu Bu asked Fan Cho quietly, his face full of surprise and surprise.

"I picked it up...why, is there any problem?"

"He looks harmless at this moment, but he has a strong evil aura in his bones. Can't you feel it?"

Wanchou's scalp became numb and was about to answer, but the little devil had already come up. Wanchou thought about it and asked kindly, "I'll ask you first, what's your name and where are you from? Have you always been with someone wearing red clothes?"

When Wanchou started to get a child, the child blinked and thought for a while and said, "Everyone called me a child. I came from a place with many fires. There were many people there. Later, somehow, we all ran out. I had no place to go. The uncle in red clothes asked me to follow him, and then we floated around together, but I felt so bored..."

Wanchou nodded secretly, without a doubt, this was also an escaped ghost from hell. It seemed that he was a child's nature and did not understand the worldly ways. There should be no harm.

"Little boy is so good. This toy belongs to this big brother. Please ask him first..."

Qiong turned to Lu Bu in one sentence. The little kid looked up at Lu Bu and said timidly: "Big brother, I want to play with this, is it okay?"

"Uh, you want to play with it, that's OK, but this toy was made by the brother on the ceiling, so you have to ask him."

Lu Bu kicked the ball to Taishan again, but Taishan pushed it back.

"I've given it to someone. This thing has nothing to do with me now. I don't care who you give it to..."

"Then..." The little boy looked at Lu Bu pitifully, then at Wan Chou, looking at him at a loss.

Liu Bei said leisurely next to him: "In my opinion, you might as well let him follow Fengxian, so that everything will be subject to constraints."

Lu Bu rolled his eyes: "Big ears are not good-hearted..."

Fanchou breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Liu has a good idea. Just follow this big brother. You two play together, so you have a companion, okay?"

The little boy nodded happily: "Okay, okay, this time I have toys and friends, so happy."

Lu Bu said with a dark face: "You can belong to the toys, don't follow me if you have nothing to do..."

"Brother, you are so nice."

Before Lu Bu finished speaking, this little devil who was kidnapped by Wanchou with a wooden rat rushed up and hugged Lu Bu's thigh, then pulled Lu Bu with a black line and ran to the side to play with the wooden rat.

Fan Chou pinched his nose and thought to himself whether this was causing trouble for himself. However, with a super evil ghost like Lu Bu, who had a 110-point harm index, watching him, Fan Chou felt a little relieved. At least this little ghost with unknown origin should not go out to harm others for the time being.

Looking at Lu Bu's speechless look, Fan Chou couldn't help but want to be happy. He looked at his watch and found it was already past nine o'clock, and he didn't know how Guo Crook was doing.

Thinking about it, maybe nothing happened, Wanchou suddenly felt tired and sat in front of the computer, not wanting to move any more. He thought of his past days as a hard-working writer, and then thinking about his life that is even more scammed now, and he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

Hey, why is this computer turned on? Feng Chou looked at the small ball on the computer screensaver and jumped around curiously. He moved the mouse and the picture suddenly appeared. It turned out to be a WORD document. There were hundreds of words inside. After a rough glance, it turned out to be a ghost story.

The style of this ghost story is quite ancient. It tells the story of what an ancient ghost saw and heard after the recovery of modern society. The story is novel and interesting. Wanchou unknowingly finished reading the entire content. Before he finished writing it, Wanchou rubbed his head hard. It seemed that he had not written this story. Although he had a little nervous breakdown these days, his memory would not have decreased to this level. Who wrote the ghost story?

Could it be Dou E? Fan Chou was happy and was about to turn around and shout, but Dou E had come behind him at some point.

"Mr. Fan, Dou E was abrupt without your permission. However, I wanted to try to help Mr. Fan share some of the pressure of life. I have read a lot of poetry and books since I was a child. I still know how to write simple...."

Dou E said embarrassedly, as if she had done something wrong, Fan Chou rushed up happily and hugged Dou E, laughing and said, "That's great, so great, Dou Dou, you are such a talented woman, virtuous and virtuous, know how to cook and write stories. I am really..."

When Qianchou said this, he suddenly stopped and looked down. His hand was really holding Dou E's hand, which felt cold and soft. Oh my God, he actually grabbed Dou E's hand? This... it was clearly a pair of real hands!

"Dou Dou, have you... been successful?"

Wanchou asked with surprise, and Dou E smiled shyly: "It's still a little short. These days, I've been exposed to the sun and the flames of the stove, and I've gradually adapted. What Mr. Cui told us is that as long as I can integrate into the life of the world, I can have a chance to experience life. I think I should have done it soon..."

"That's great, this is the real good news. Brother Liu, Brother Tai, look at it. Dou Dou lives hard every day and is about to condense the entity. You have to learn from Dou Dou. Don't know that you are doing nothing all day long, even if you help me clean up the house, sweep the floor, and integrate into life. And Brother Lu... Even if Brother Lu forgets, he probably won't have much time to help me work in the future. Haha, I'm so happy..."

Liu Bei and Taishan seemed to have not heard it. One of them glanced back, and then glanced at the same time, "cutting", Liu Bei said: "I can still condense into a physical body when I go out to dance my sword in the morning. Please don't fool us to help you work..."

Taishan also nodded and agreed: "That's right, some trivial matters in life, how can I get my skills..."

"You guys..."

Fan Cho was pointing at them and wanted to criticize him, when a rare burning breath suddenly rolled up beside him. Fan Cho was shocked and a dark red flame suddenly appeared in the room.

In the stunned gaze, Liu Bei and Taishan staggered backwards at the same time, their faces frightened, as if they were very afraid of the flames. Dou E closed the kitchen door and hid behind the glass and shivered.

The flame was burning out of thin air and spreading out of thin air. Finally, a figure appeared in the flame.

Dark blue short hair, hard-lined face, a scar in front of thick eyebrows, a cold look, a look in his expression with arrogance, confidence, coldness, stubbornness, naked and solid upper body, he walked out of the flames coldly and slowly.

With the force of force, the man glanced at Wan Cho silently, but didn't say anything, as if everything in this world had nothing to do with him.

Wan Chou swallowed hard. The pressure this man brought to him was too great. In his intuition, this man was an extremely powerful man. No matter who his opponent was or how strong he was, this man would overwhelm with his strong aura of victory even if he was destroyed.

who is he?

Did he come from the depths of hell?

Cui Ming's voice suddenly came from beside him: "This is your fifth customer, what about the candle you prepared..."

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