In the other room, a middle-aged monk is holding his daughter-in-law and thief Xi Xi, who laughs and gets on the couch.

The nun pouted and smiled at him, stretched out her little hand and rubbed it at his neck, "brother Wang."

"Hey, hey, hey." Brother Wang hurriedly put his mouth close to him. It would be better if he looked at the mouth to mouth.

A chilly laugh came out of their ears, "Hey, hey, hey."

The middle-aged cultivator was stiff. In the dark night, a strange laugh suddenly appeared in his room. The men and women's scalp exploded instantly.

Trough! This is a ghost.

Two pairs of eyes moved in horror, only to see a little boy floating in the room, his eyes staring at himself.

It's true that the two monks almost burst their heart.

How is the state of mind collapsing in an instant?

This child is not a ghost child

Floating ink baby, a face of doubt looking at the two people's white face.

"The emperor has an order. I'll spend two more hours every night from now on. After a breath of incense, go to the bamboo tower of the imperial master's house to gather. "

Middle aged monk: I have no impulse to kill this child!

Half an hour later, Mo Baobao drifted all the way back to the bamboo garden and asked with a puzzled face, "how can each of them see me with a strange expression?"

"What the hell is the last uncle doing? Why throw me with slippers? "

Guangguang adults took a corner of his mouth and said expressionless, "when you are in the middle of the night, every household floats around, they will like you."

Mo Baobao curled his mouth. "Well, I'm here for my mother, so I don't care about their attitudes."

Guangguang thought to himself, you don't care about other people and you.

You like to go out for a walk in the middle of the night. If only you could change it.

In the middle of the night, many people had gathered at the gate of the bamboo building.

We all hold all kinds of lighting equipment to make the square in front of the bamboo tower bright.

Zhang Jing saw he Weiping in the crowd and hurriedly pushed them over. He said without a word on his face, "everyone, you were also woken up in the middle of the night?"

He Weiping thought of the face floating out of the window, he couldn't help reaching out and patting his forehead, "young master Mo is really naughty."

"I was still bathing at that time, and the child appeared behind me and floated out like a spirit behind me. I blew it up on the spot. "

"Not really. Young master Mo is too naughty. Do you want to report this to the emperor?"

"Just report. If the emperor is angry, he will make us double our time. "

"Brother Liu, what you said is very reasonable!"

When people were talking about it, they only heard a soft and crisp cough in front of them.

Everyone looked up and couldn't help but draw the corners of their mouths.

I saw that young master Mo was floating over from the bamboo garden.

In the boundless night, the goods are like a little ghost, floating with a sound.

"Hello, everyone, since we are all here, we will start to put it." The young master Mo said a word in a tearful voice.

Then he took out a jade talisman from his pocket.

The crowd stared at him warily.

Especially standing in the front row of an old grandfather, look very nervous staring at baby mo.

This old grandfather is the elder of the Qi family in Cangzhou who was killed by one of his body fixing talismans in the daytime.

At this time, he finally knew how stupid he was in the daytime. On his first day in holy land, he kicked an iron plate.