The Ancient Growth Diary of a Little Zombie

Chapter 299: Exorcism may help

Without the chance to show off, Shisi pouted in disappointment, feeling extremely frustrated.

The four people didn't understand why the little girl, who had just been coaxed, suddenly looked so gloomy again. But before they could ask, they saw the little girl sitting down on the brocade stool in front of the dressing table and weakly introducing every item on the table to them.

Every time Shishi showed and introduced something to the four people, their eyes would brighten up, even the elderly Matron Li was no exception.

Although Shisi's hands-on skills are not very good, she has memorized all the beauty products over the past few days.

After the corpse was introduced, everyone was already thirsty, and the four women, young, middle-aged and elderly, had eyes that were frighteningly bright.

Although the Liu sisters were not favored, they received all the treatment that a lady in the boudoir should have, and Li Ma and Cui Liu had seen many good things following their own princess.

But why does everything Her Majesty the Queen displays seem so much more refined than the rouge and ink used as tribute to the emperor?

Fortunately, Shisi was not a delicate girl. Seeing that they were all staring at the cosmetics stupidly and no one poured her some water, she simply stood up and walked to the table in the room where the teapot was placed. Holding the teapot in one hand and the cup in the other, she gulped down three cups of water in a row.

Then she sat back at the dressing table, skillfully took out the makeup remover wipes, and quickly removed her makeup.

Finally, she tilted her fair little face towards Liu Manman.

"Yeah~ Let's draw~"

In the room in the east wing, five women of different ages were chattering and studying while applying makeup on their faces. It was so warm and cozy.

The atmosphere in the lobby was quite tense.

"How about we find a master to take a look?"

Huo Yunting asked the Wang couple cautiously, but beneath his solemn expression, there was a hint of painful struggle on the verge of collapse.

Logically speaking, as a great general who had defended the country and killed countless people, he should be the person who least believed in ghosts and gods here, and the little girl was naturally eccentric.

But if such a perverted girl exists, what else can't be believed?

What's more, considering the dead girl's current condition, he would rather she was possessed by evil spirits.

At least it would be helpful to find a master to exorcise the evil spirits.

Otherwise, I really can’t bear this kind of torture every day!

If you say that the three men present don’t understand why the little girl is like this, two of them have also become her mothers, so there is nothing they don’t understand.

Just thinking of the devilish sound that had been going on for several days, that eye-catching little face, and that delicate demeanor that made people want to punch her to death.

Xiao Wang and her husband exchanged glances for several times before she said hesitantly:

"How about, how about taking a look?"

Although Xiao Wang knew the reason, she also thought that her daughter was special.

What if?

Although this imperial city is the place closest to the True Dragon Emperor, there are rumors that it is the place with the most bloodshed and the uncleanest place.

What if my daughter is so special that she is targeted by some evil spirit?

As soon as Xiao Wang finished speaking, Huo Yunting stood up and walked out quickly as if he had received the approval of the other person's parents.

He even secretly used some light skills, fearing that if he walked too slowly, they would regret it.

It is impossible to go back on your word. After all, they are the ones who live in the same yard with the dead girl, so they are the ones who suffer the most.

The dead girl tortured them in the mansion all day long, which was even worse than torturing others outside. They only had to follow behind and clean up the mess, which was still uncomfortable.

Looking at the tall figure walking hurriedly without looking back, Xiao Wang stammered, seeming to want to say something but stopped herself.

A quarter of an hour after Huo Yunting left, Xiao Wang hesitated.

Half an hour later, Xiao Wang completely regretted it.

An hour later, Xiao Wang began to feel anxious.

In less than two hours, Huo Yunting came back hurriedly with an old Taoist priest with a flowing white beard, wearing a purple and gold Taoist robe, who looked like an immortal. Two little Taoist children followed behind him.

When they saw the appearance of the person who came, the carefree couple realized belatedly that they were scared.

Their daughter was incredibly good at first, and her abilities were strange, so they were afraid that the Taoist priest would find out something.

But she's been acting really weird these days, and I'm worried she's special, maybe she's really gotten into trouble...

After thinking and struggling for a few moments, the couple frantically winked at Sang Jiale beside them.

Fortunately, the little guy was smart and could read the expressions of the two people. After receiving the eye signals from them, he ran to the inner courtyard before Huo Yunting could speak.

Seeing the little guy running out happily, Huo Yunting thought he was just playing around and didn't pay any attention to it. He introduced the little guy to the four people who were still in the hall:

"Father and mother, this is Taoist Master Xuanqing whom I invited to look at Feng Shui."

The little girl has a special identity, so he would not ask a master to help her in the name of exorcising evil spirits.

When Huo Lingxing and his wife heard this, they immediately understood their son's thoughts.

If the master is truly capable, and if there is really something wrong with the little girl, he will not fail to see it after walking around this mansion.

But otherwise, there wouldn't be rumors spreading that are bad for the little girl.

"Well, then let the master take a look."

Xu looked around before continuing with a worried look.

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When Sang Jiale trotted back to the yard, he found that there was no one there. He was so anxious that he scratched his head and head. Then he simply rushed straight to his sister's room while shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Eighth sister, Eighth sister!"

Run away, a Taoist priest is here to take you away!

It was broad daylight, and even though he was only a five-year-old child, he naturally knew that the second half of the sentence must not be shouted.

But when he suddenly slammed open the half-open door like a firecracker, he was stunned.

"I'm sorry, I'm in the wrong place."

Looking at the five fairies, no, five beautiful women, standing in the house just a few steps away from the door, the little guy's dough-like face showed a trace of embarrassment and apology, and a somewhat suspicious blush.

After hurriedly apologizing, he turned around and left the room in a hurry.

The people in the room were amused by this and looked at each other before they couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Sang Jiale, who thought he had come to the wrong place and had just taken a few steps back, heard the hilarious laughter coming from inside the house. He looked around the yard and then at the door with a blank look.

It’s this yard, it’s this house!

The little guy was confused.

When did so many beauties appear in their yard?

Great beauty!

Beautiful sister!

Hey!

Could it be that it was Eighth Sister who abducted him again?

Yes, Eighth Sister!

I almost forgot about the important matter!

Sang Jiale raised his sleeve and wiped the non-existent saliva from the corner of his mouth. Then his little face turned red in an instant, and he turned around and walked towards the house behind him.

The few people in the room who had just finished laughing were about to go out to see what the little guy was trying to do in such a hurry.

Then he saw the little guy who had just run out. His face was red, his head was lowered, and he walked in again, looking very uneasy, with his hands and feet twitching.