Milk Tuan is four and a half years old: Rich families all over the city beg me to catch demons

Speaking of it, the Little Demon Ancestor, who is in charge of one-third of the living beings in the heaven, has an identity that is many times higher than that of a ghost.

It's just that Chitose is now in the body of a human child, so it's not easy to show off.

Seeing that old Mr. Brown was about to bid farewell to Aunt Helen, Sui Sui was not happy at all.

Seeing Death again made her even angrier.

Glaring at him, that's considered light!

At this time, Uncle Death took two steps forward and got closer.

Chitose's little eyebrows were twisted into horoscopes, thinking that Aunt Helen still has two or three days to live, so why is he in such a hurry!

But in front of so many people, she couldn't shout.

Sui Sui pointed at Uncle Death, then at the tip of his own nose, and then at the door.

That means, tell him to go out and talk alone.

Wan Yucheng naturally also saw the situation in front of him.

He stretched out his hand to hold Sui Sui's small arm, lowered his head and asked in her ear, "What are you going to do?"

Sui Sui bit his ear and said, "I want to ask him if he can be more flexible and let Aunt Helen live a few more years!"

"How about that..."

However, before Wan Yucheng could finish speaking, Xiaotuanzi ran towards the door.

Wan Yucheng quickly followed out.

In the corridor on the second floor, Chitose hugged his small shoulders, raised his small head, and stared even wider.

Wan Yucheng stood next to her.

Uncle Reaper posed in a classic pose, holding the long handle of the sickle obliquely in one hand, and tucked the other in his long sleeve.

He stared at the two menacingly.

"Who the hell are you?" He asked in a cold voice, "Do you know who I am? You dare to stare at me and talk to me alone, are you impatient?"

Chitose curled her lips: "You are already dressed so obviously, how can we not know you?"

"My name is Chitose. Let me ask you, Aunt Helen will arrive in two or three days. Why are you running here now?"

Reaper: "Should I not come over to see the situation in advance? You little milk bag, you are quite nosy!"

Chitose thought for a while, then softened his tone: "Uncle Death, shall I discuss something with you?"

Uncle Death: "..."

No one has ever discussed things with him!

"What do you want to discuss?" Reaper picked up the sickle, held his hand, and looked at her.

"Can you not take Aunt Helen away and let her live a few more years?" Sui Sui raised her head and asked earnestly.

"What?" Uncle Death's eyes widened, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

How dare this little doll make such a request to him?

Chitose: "Uh, then, two or three years will do!"

grim Reaper:"……"

Chitose: "That's one year! One year is fine!"

The god of death was angry: "Wow, I have never seen such an arrogant little doll in my age!"

"Hey, you'll meet today!" Sui Sui shrugged his small shoulders.

The god of death was so angry that his head burst into flames, and he teleported to Sui Sui with a sickle in his hand.

How could Wan Yucheng let him get close to Suisui, stretched out his hand to collect his true energy, and slapped him on the chest.

Death's body trembled violently.

Even took several steps back.

"You, who are you guys?" Uncle Death was completely confused.

Suisui swiped his little nose with his fingers: "We are all in heaven. I am Qiantui Sui, the little demon ancestor, and he is the emperor and grandson Wan Yucheng!"

Hearing this, Uncle Death seemed a little disbelieving.

He looked Wan Yucheng up and down again: "Are you really the grandson of the Emperor of Heaven?"

Wan Yucheng nodded.

Uncle Reaper: "Impossible! Then why do you have the seal of our underworld Lord Yan?"

Both Wan Yucheng and Chitose felt strange.

Sui Sui dropped Wan Yucheng's hand, pulled him down, and asked, "What is a seal?"

Wan Yucheng whispered to her: "It's similar to imperial marks, tokens and the like."

Sui Sui understood, but was even more confused.

"Nonsense!" she yelled, "Wan Yucheng will be the successor of the Heavenly Emperor in the future, and the leader of the Heavenly Realm, how could he have the seal of Lord Yan of the Underworld?"

Uncle Death God frowned: "I'm not talking nonsense, he clearly has Yan Jun's official seal in his hand!"

Wan Yucheng raised his hand and looked at his palm carefully.

Nothing unusual.

I don't know why the god of death in front of me insists on insisting on his own opinion.

The Grim Reaper looked at Wan Yucheng, then at Chitose, pinching his chin and fell into deep thought.

These two little guys in front of them, no matter whether they are as they said they are or not, they are definitely not easy to mess with.

Especially that handsome young boy, who still has the seal letter bestowed by his own boss, Yan Jun, in his hand, which is no small matter.

Uncle Death thought, he might not be able to offend these two people.

His tone also softened: "Qiantui, you should know that the King of Hades ordered someone to die at the third watch, who would dare to keep him until the fifth watch! Yangshou can't be changed!"

Sui Sui pouted and thought for a while: "Hey, by the way, isn't Uncle Brown willing to share his life with Aunt Helen? Or, can you help me?"

Hearing this, Uncle Death hesitated for a moment: "Wait a minute, I'll check!"

As he spoke, he took out a booklet from his baggy robe.

He opened it, looked at it, and nodded.

"Well, the old man really wants to keep his old lady sincerely." He muttered.

He raised his head and looked at Chitose.

"In this case, it's not absolutely impossible. However, it must be signed by an intermediary." He said.

"If you are willing to be their middleman, then you can sign for me. If there is any trouble in the future, I will find you!"

Chitose was delighted when he heard it: "Yeah! Sui Sui is willing! Uncle Shinigami, you are such a good ghost!"

grim Reaper:"……"

That's a great compliment, don't do it next time!

Uncle Death handed over the booklet in his hand, and then a pen.

Stretching out his finger and pointing: "Here, sign here."

Sui Sui carefully wrote down his name stroke by stroke in the booklet.

"Okay, then I will borrow three years from the old man and give it to the old woman. How about it, is it enough to be righteous?" He said, and glanced at Chitose.

Sui Sui immediately clapped her little hands happily: "It's great! Uncle Death, I love you!"

As she said, Xiaopang squeezed a small heart and gave it to the god of death.

The uncle's heart suddenly warmed up.

This was the first time he had received a heart from a living person!

Uncle Death gave a rare smile.

He remembered that he hadn't smiled in about 500 years.

I think this little milk dumpling is really very patient.

"Okay, then I'll go first." He said, and waved to Chitose and Wan Yucheng.

It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Sui Sui breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his little face again.

"Ah, it's all right now! Old Mr. Brown can continue to live happily with Aunt Helen for another three years!"

Wan Yucheng stretched out his finger and lightly poked Suisui's little head: "You, you are always too impulsive in doing things. Life and death are fate, and there should be no human intervention!"

Xiaotuanzi curled his lips, disapprovingly: "Every year understands the truth, but grandpa is too sad, Sui Sui can't bear to see him so sad!"