After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

What Bai Lingzhou said was sincere.

In her heart, Chang Wei could still pay for the child, but she owed the child three times.

If it wasn't for the great pain of losing her child, she wouldn't have fallen into great pain. This pain turned into grievances, and she turned into a ghost mother.

She was controlled by the obsession with wanting to find the child back, and she kept searching for the child throughout the city, found the child, held the child in her arms, and brought the child back to her lair.

The wind on the roof was howling.

Bai Lingzhou's thin body was almost unable to stand still due to the wind.

"Hahaha……"

She laughed out loud in relief.

Chang Wei stood on the rooftop tremblingly.

He dared not move at all.

The big-headed ghost baby in front of him had bluish-black skin, his eyelashes were like thorns, and his eyes were rolling around. Every time his eyes swept over Chang Wei, he would tremble like chaff.

"Son, can you let me go, dad loves you very much, dad has prepared a lot of things you like at home..."

As Chang Wei said, he was about to touch the phone. There were photos on the phone, and he wanted to show it to the baby ghost.

But after he touched around, he remembered that Bai Lingzhou had dropped his mobile phone.

He looked down at his twisted calf before he could call [-].

But amidst the great panic, the pain in his leg became numb.

This is probably a signal that this leg is not available.

"Dad really prepared it for you, really!" He was eagerly looking for his way to survive: "Dad prepared a big room for you at home, and prepared all kinds of toys for you."

"Father also prepared an incense case for you."

He said one by one, afraid that if he missed something, he would miss a chance.

He dodged, not daring to look directly at the ghost baby's face.

"dad."

There was excitement in the ghost baby's voice.

"Dad is here. Dad will love you well in the future."

He committed with all his might.

Guiying turned around and looked at Bai Lingzhou.

Bai Lingzhou was laughing.

Guiying also smiled at Bai Lingzhou.

"Mom wants Daddy to die."

Childish and innocent voice, speaking the most creepy things.

"No, no, no..." Chang Wei resisted, but Guiying began to press on.

At the edge of the [-]-centimeter roof, Chang Wei's fat body kept retreating.

Twenty centimeters, ten centimeters, five centimeters...

His feet stand a centimeter over the edge.

"Forgive Dad, Dad knows that he is wrong, Dad will worship you well, and will prepare you the delicious food you like, I can offer you any kind of incense..."

He supplied, but one foot really couldn't stand.

When the body fell from the building, there was only the sound of wind breaking around the ears...

Whoosh whoosh.

Then there was a sound like pork falling on the chopping board.

Chang Wei fell to his death.

"If you do many unrighteous deeds, you will die yourself. The result of raising ghost babies is nothing more than cheating. It's just seeking skin from a tiger." Tang Simi said calmly, but he turned his head and smiled: "Xie Qiye, his violent death script is over. , later on, it's your theater, what kind of scenes have you arranged for?"

Guiying held his huge head, knocked his chin on the edge of the roof, and looked downstairs curiously.

"Hey hey hey, dad is here."

The lively voice of the child revealed a strange joy.

The sound of iron chains rubbing against each other sounded.

Xie Qiye's soul restraining rope was used flexibly in his hand.

"Miss Tang, the script I wrote lacks a few actors. Without these actors, this scene can't be performed well."

Xie Qiye obviously meant something.

Tang Simi's hand grabbed the void, and a soy sauce bottle appeared in Tang Simi's hand.

"Is this the actor you want?" Tang Simi shook the bottle in her hand.

Xie Qiye said: "Miss Tang is ice-snow smart, and she can understand a little bit. This kind of understanding is the highest Xie has ever seen in her life."

Tang Simi accepted his compliment.

She unscrewed the bottle, and there were a dozen little ghosts with green bellybands, and two little ghosts with red bellybands.

After a while, a large group of children stood on the roof.

Tang Simi turned the bottle upside down, and slapped the bottom of the bottle hard several times.

"Oh, whoops...was there an earthquake? Was it an earthquake?" Mimian fell to the ground rolling and crawling.

He was still covered with the little quilt he conjured up, and he seemed to be resting.

He slowly opened his eyes, pulling him away from sleepiness.

Tang Simi said: "Let you watch the baby, you sleep in a bottle."

"Yang Feng Yin violates this set, you play very smoothly." Tang Simi said slowly, with a face in her tone that made her feel trembling when she asked.

With a smirk on her face: "Miss Tang, you're blaming me wrong, they're all quite obedient, and they're not noisy."

"Really?" Tang Simi obviously didn't believe him.

With a smile on his face, he turned his head and saw the huge ghost baby lying on the edge of the roof: "Miss Tang, you are so kind to let me out, do you want me to see this child..."

His face was wrinkled like a bitter melon, "Miss Tang, the strength between ghost babies and ghost babies is even greater than the gap between impermanence and impermanence..."

"I just want to work for you, please don't make me work hard, look at his mouth, it's really bloody mouth, like me, he can stuff three or four in one mouth..."

The huge ghost baby felt his face and talked to him again, and slowly turned around.

Facing Mianmian showed an inexplicable smile.

This is a ghost baby, born out of resentment, it has a simple and honest smile, which only makes Mian Mian feel weak.

"It smiled, Ms. Tang, it smiled, you want to bet my life, is it happy for him, or does it think my flesh smells good? I dare not bet my life on him..."

Talking face to face, the sly steps kept retreating.

After he took two steps back.

Tang Simi reminded him: "You should look behind you, it may not be easier to deal with than the ghost baby in front of you."

Turning his head around, his knees seemed to have fallen on a heavy Taishan stone, and he knelt on the ground with a cry.

He slid on the ground with his knees: "Qiye! Qiye! You finally came to save me."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood

"what……"

While Mian Mian was complaining, that long leg kicked him in the face, kicked him over, rolled several times on the ground, but still didn't stop.

Mian Mian hardly responded.

Didn't Xie Qiye come to rescue him?

Why did the person who came to save him kick him directly?

There were question marks all over his forehead, and his head was buzzing.

He turned his head and saw Tang Simi hugging her chest, looking down at her without any panic on her face.

"Self-detaining ghost messengers, you are still so calm and domineering, how dare you?" Mianmian asked.

Tang Simi smiled: "Xie Qiye, teach him, how dare I?"