Chapter 062: Don’t Take It Offense When You See Too Much Resentment

When Zhao Xun came, he felt that the evil spirit was very chaotic, and there were only four ghosts in this three-story building.

I have seen two now.

There are two more.

One of them should be the white shadow floating over the stairs.

Just thinking of this, a white shadow floated across the corridor and entered a room directly.

Knowing it was a ghost, Zhao Xun walked over and knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

A soft voice sounded.

Zhao Xun pushed the door and went in.

“Hush!”

As soon as he came in, a finger was placed on Zhao Xun’s lips.

The fingers are slender, pale, and cold to the bone.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Xun saw a beautiful little woman in white spinning pajamas appear in front of him.

“Do not talk.”

The little woman whispered, and pointed to the wardrobe in the room.

“My son and I were hiding, and he was hiding inside.”

The little woman spoke with a gentle smile on her lips, and looked at the wardrobe with a doting look.

Now Zhao Xun finally knows where the remaining two ghosts are.

Right in this room.

The little woman and her son.

“Oh, there is still soup in the kitchen, sir, can you play with my son for a while? I’ll come when I go.”

The little woman didn’t care whether Zhao Xunle was happy or not, she just floated away.

Zhao Xun discovered that none of the ghosts in this small building are normal.

Don’t say anything else, just say this little woman ghost, don’t you want to know who I am?

Are you floating around like this, aren’t you afraid of scaring me?

Are you relieved to let a stranger play with your son?

Suddenly, Zhao Xun felt that someone was pulling his pants, looked down and was almost startled.

I saw a little boy with a bare bottom looking up at him.

The gray and white face is covered with dark blood vessel marks, and there are no whites in the big eyes, and the black holes are like a bottomless pit.

The kid didn’t speak, just stared at Zhao Xun blankly.

Suddenly, he reached out to Zhao Xun.

“Oops, Xiaojun, you’re acting like Junxiong again to be scary!”

At this moment, the little woman floated over and pulled the kid away.

He also smiled apologetically at Zhao Xun: “I’m sorry, I scared you. My son liked to watch curses and grudges before he died, so after he died, he liked to pretend to be Junxiong to scare people everywhere, didn’t he scare you?”

Zhao Xun smiled and shook his head, because he found that the mother and son ghosts were not malicious.

The four ghosts in the building are not malicious.

Such a ghost should go to the underworld for reincarnation.

What the hell is Zhong Xiaobai doing?

Is it…

A word appeared in Zhao Xun’s mind.

Send a ghost home.

The main business of Uncle Qianhe during his lifetime was to send ghosts back home.

It’s not surprising that his grandson is now doing this business.

“oops!”

Suddenly, the little woman took a step back with a look of panic.

“So you are human!”

Zhao Xun is happy, eldest sister, did you just find out that I am human?

The reflex arc is really long.

“Can you see us? Are you a ghost hunter?”

The little woman seemed to be very afraid of the ghost hunter, so she pulled her son and turned into a cloudy wind and got into the closet.

“Who are you and what are you doing at my house?”

at this time,A voice came from the door.

Zhao Xun turned his head and looked at him about the same age as him.

This young man stepped up and stared at Zhao Xuan and asked, “What did you do to my customers?”

“Are you Zhong Xiaobai?”

Zhao Xuan found that the appearance of this young man was exactly the same as Zhong Xiaobai’s WeChat group.

“I am, who are you?”

Zhong Xiaobai looked at Zhao Xun up and down.

Zhao Xun also looked up at Zhong Xiaobai up and down, and smiled slightly: “Unexpectedly, Uncle Qianhe has such a young grandson.”

Zhong Xiaobai heard a shock, “What are you talking about? Uncle Qianhe? Who are you?”

Just then, Zhong Xiaobai’s mobile phone rang.

Zhong Xiaobai stared at Zhao Xun while answering the call, angrily: “Hello? Who is it? Oh, it’s Uncle Wencai, hello Uncle, oh, my phone is out of battery…”

Zhao Xun hugged his arms and looked at Zhong Xiaobai on the phone with a smile.

“what?”

I didn’t know what the Wen said to Zhong Xiaobai, which made his face change greatly.

“You said my Uncle Zhao Xun came to find me?”

Zhong Xiaobai quickly covered his phone and asked Zhao Xun, “What’s your name?”

“Zhao Xun.”

As if struck by lightning, Zhong Xiaobai hurriedly said to Wen Cai on the other end of the phone, “Uncle, I won’t tell you first, bye.”

Hanging up the phone, Zhong Xiaobai immediately saluted Mao Shan, folded his hands together, and raised them high above his head.

“Disciple Zhong Xiaobai, I have seen Uncle Shi!”

Zhao toured and said, “Hello, nephew.”

“Uncle, when did you leave the customs? Oops, I didn’t expect that I was fortunate enough to meet Uncle Zhao Xun alive… Uncle, you look so handsome!”

Zhong Xiaobai was excited and incoherent.

Zhao Xun smiled slightly: “You’re not bad either.”

To tell the truth, Zhong Xiaobai is not bad, at least better than his grandfather, Qianhe Dao Chang Zhong, who is white and tall.

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