Quick Wear: When the demon cub becomes a human, she is as fierce as a bear

In the plot, Lu Jin is a frail man.

Logically speaking, the weak and powerless orphan in period literature should be the most unpopular.

The problem is that before his parents died, he was a factory worker and died in the line of duty.

Not only did he receive a large pension, but he also had two enviable jobs to deal with.

While everyone in the village lived in mud houses, his was a bright and elegant brick house.

Mainly, he has a beautiful face.

She is beautiful and rich. How could she not attract people's attention?

Look, most of the women of marriageable age in the village, except for a few, have their eyes on him, and even those from the neighboring village are catching up with him.

The door frame of Lu Jin's house was trampled to pieces by the matchmaker.

But he was frightened by the chaos in the village and had no intention of getting married.

He thought that by explicitly rejecting the matchmaker's proposal, he could put those people to rest.

But he underestimated human nature and didn't understand human hearts.

On a dark and windy night, he was slept with by two girls at the same time.

One is from outside and the other is from this village.

One is attracted to his person, the other is attracted to his house.

The two girls appeared in his room together as if they had made an appointment.

He was weak and would feel suffocated when breathing rapidly, so he liked to sleep with the window open regardless of spring, summer, autumn or winter.

The window was not covered with paper and was empty. When opened, two adults could get in at the same time.

In this way, the two girls competed to climb in through the window.

They thought that whoever was faster would be able to grab the deer brocade.

As the two were getting ready to fight, Lu Jin woke up in a daze.

As soon as he saw the two tigresses, he jumped up and ran out.

But his body was too weak, and when he ran out of the yard, he was frightened by the flying head that suddenly appeared.

For a moment, he couldn't breathe, his eyes rolled back, and he became a brother to the King of Hell.

It was such a miserable death.

After his death, this guy was unwilling to leave and wandered around Wenjia Village with the ghosts of this world.

He discovered that his property, house, and job had been divided up by shameless people, who even slandered his reputation and spared no effort on his parents and grandparents.

In a fit of rage, all the resentment gathered together and turned into evil spirits overnight.

Evil ghosts can take the lives of ordinary people, and they attack indiscriminately, gradually becoming bloodthirsty.

One can imagine what a river of blood would flow.

Hell on earth.

The little devil sighed deeply.

Alas, this is a mission that means nothing.

Huahua: ...This transfer really caught me off guard.

Shouldn't it be said: This is a mission that is all about money and takes lives?

Hei Wuchang squatted in front of the little girl, pinched the messy but still firm little hair on her head, and said seriously:

"Qibao, I have good news and bad news for you. Which one do you want to hear first?"

"I'll listen to the one that can be exchanged for candy, and I'll ignore the one that can't be exchanged for candy." This kid has perfect logic.

The corners of Hei Wuchang's mouth twitched, and he said the good news first, "The management system of the underworld has returned to normal."

Oh, good, good.

Xiaopang stretched out his hand and said, "Give me some candy."

Hei Wuchang had no choice but to take out a handful of fruit candies and milk candies, and put them in the pocket inside her belly.

Her little belly felt soft, so she took the opportunity to poke it with her fingertips.

It’s a waste not to poke.

Continue to the next piece of news: "The bad news is that because the system has been restored and the previous rules have been overturned, many ghosts can appear during the day."

"Perhaps there will be different species that are not afraid of the scorching sun, are worst on cloudy days, and are not restricted by distance."

The deer chicken had goose bumps all over its body and its eyes were wide open.

"Big Black, do you mean that my Qibao will also cry during the day from now on?"

Lu Qi's face turned red. She was not a coward, she was just afraid of being too ugly.

"Daddy, you whimpered just now, too."

Daddy yelled even louder.

Lu Jin was anxious, is this important?

The point is, we two won’t be able to sleep during the day anymore.

The ultimate run, extending from night to day.

My daughter, can you please be more careful?

Help~~~

Lu Jin squatted aside dejectedly and drew circles.

Why is his life so miserable?

I picked up a daughter and thought that I would have someone to take care of me in my old age without getting married.

As it turned out, this little guy was born on a yin month, yin day and yin hour, and was born with yin-yang eyes, and was particularly attractive to ghosts.

Others get money from everywhere, but he gets ghosts from everywhere.

He was a lazy and weak man, and was forced to develop the skills to escape.

The speed of escape is getting faster and faster, and more and more deadly.

He used to be a gentle ghost and not very ugly.

The latest one is enough to scare Lu Jin to death.

He thought his little heart had been forged to be extremely strong, but he didn't know that it was pushing his limits time and time again.

A few days ago, they performed the act of gouging out their own eyeballs and pulling out their tongues.

I started playing head kicking today and it made a lot of noise.

What the hell.

With a whoosh, there suddenly appears an extra head in your arms, covered in blood and grinning at you. Are you afraid?

Does God know that it is now the seventh or eighth year, and it is strictly forbidden to talk about ghosts, but he sees ghosts every now and then.

Not only should we be wary of ghosts, but we should also be wary of people.

Tired.

I feel tired too.

My daughter is a carefree person.

He is obviously a tiny kid who can't even count from 1 to 100, but his little mouth can speak more fluently than an opera.

When other children of the same age in the village were still drooling, she would keep calling for daddy and begging for food and drink.

When other children could call their parents, she was already able to carry her small stool and go outside to sit under a big tree to chat with the gossipy old woman.

She has a lot of little words, and I don’t know where she learned them. I guess sometimes she doesn’t even know what she is saying.

She also has a special ability, which is to talk at cross purposes.

The old lady asked: "Qibao, have you eaten?"

Qibao replied: "Qibao saw a ghost last night."

The old lady asked: "Qibao, is your father good to you?"

Qibao spread out his two chubby hands and answered helplessly: "Qibao kicked Guigui's butt, it's not flexible, so it can't be kicked far."

There are countless conversations like this.

If the big black guy hadn't said that the weird and superstitious words she spoke to others would automatically turn into irrelevant words, the father and son would have been locked up in the small dark room long ago.

This is the first one, and the second is those two short legs.

Although it was only as long as his palm, chubby and plump, it was very strong and swung quickly and steadily.

I, an adult, can hardly beat him, and I don’t know why?

Well, he admitted that his daughter was gifted in every way.

But...

I regret it, I regret it so much. Why am I so mean and blind and curious about what a ghost looks like?

If he didn't open his third eye, he wouldn't see ghosts.

The girl catches ghosts while he raises the kid, isn’t that great? ? ?

He asked hesitantly, "Big Black, can you close my third eye?"

Hei Wuchang poured a bucket of cold water on his expectations.

"No, you asked for it yourself. You must stand by my side. It's permanently enabled."

clap~~~

Lu Jin slapped himself in the face and continued to squat in the corner drawing circles.

Should!!!

The big black man flipped his palm and a small notebook appeared in his hand.

"Qibao, this is for you. It's different from the previous books."

"In addition to various talismans and ghost-catching techniques, there are also the five arts of mountain medicine, fortune-telling and divination, which will be helpful for you to catch ghosts and help people."

"You should try your best to master it and try to restore order to the chaotic world."

"Also, what you learn needs the help of merit."

"The more people or ghosts you help, the faster you will improve. Come on."

The little guy stretched out his chubby hand again, "Give me some candy."

A piece of news is a handful of candy, and no one loses out.

"You can't eat too much candy a day, no more than two, or you'll lose your teeth."

While Big Black was talking, his hands didn't stop moving. He put a handful of candy into her little pocket along with the small notebook.

Then he stuffed in a handful of blank talisman paper, a jar of cinnabar, and took out a golden pen.

"Xiao Qibao, this pen can be used to draw talismans and lines to avoid ghosts."

"Most importantly, it can open the gate to the underworld. When we receive a ghost from the underworld, we can just throw it in."

"Don't roll the balls and put them in your pocket again. Give them to your daddy to eat as candy beans."

Ugh~~~

That's a foot-picking ghost, woooo~~~

Out of the corner of his eye he saw someone vomiting violently. Hei Wuchang suppressed his laughter and continued:

"The pen can be attached to your finger. You can tap the symbol with the finger you want to use."

Lu Qi obediently stretched out her right index finger to touch it. A white light flashed and the pen went into her little finger.

"Wow~~~, this is so magical~~~."

"Xiao Qibao, from now on you can draw talismans with your fingers in the air."

"But you don't have enough merit now, and it's not enough to support the drawing of talismans in the air. Just use it as a key to open the door of the mansion first."

"It's no problem to draw a simple line to avoid ghosts. The spell is written on the first page of the small notebook. You need to write it down."

"Although you have a photographic memory, you are still young after all. There are many uncommon characters this time."

"So the contents of the little notebook just now are all attached to the pen and stored in your mind, but mastering it still depends on your own practice."

I touched the little guy's head with heartache.

He felt it was ashamed to bear such a heavy responsibility on a baby, and he encouraged her against his conscience.

"Come on, Xiao Qibao. Uncle Hei is rooting for you."

"The underworld is still in chaos. I'm busy, so I'll leave first."