I have a cub that escapes the boss

Ning Ning relayed what Cheng Juan said to Ji Hanchuan.

Cheng Juan became more and more curious about Ning Ning.

She could see that this girl of her own age was special, different from everyone around her.She doesn't look like a villager, an outsider, or a mountain ghost.She seems to be independent of everyone and everything, but Cheng Juan feels that this girl is part of the current environment.

She blended into it, and others were ignorant.Even Cheng Juan herself was able to see and hear her because of the lotus lantern made by her mother-in-law.

The mountain ghost rushed towards Ji Hanchuan again.Invisibly, it relieved the burden of other people in the village.Most of the mountain ghosts besieged Ji Hanchuan, only a few chased them out, wandered around the village, and occasionally knocked on the door.

The villagers inside the gate were terrified.

During this, Ji Hanchuan pulled out the swaddling clothes from his pocket.It is said to be a swaddle, but it is actually just a thin piece of cloth.It was folded up by Ji Hanchuan before, but luckily the pockets of his jacket are big enough.At this moment, he felt a little embarrassed and didn't know how to use it.But since Cheng Juan's intuition was there, Ji Hanchuan felt that at least he had to give it a try.

Let Cheng Juan have direct contact?

Ji Hanchuan raised his eyes.

He touched the other pocket.

There are also some scattered pieces of lightning strike wood.

Ji Hanchuan raised his eyes, and saw the mountain ghost with his mouth open, as if he was about to charge up and bite.At this moment, unlike yesterday, there was no object at hand, and the mountain ghost could only attack instinctively.They are so powerful that even if Ji Hanchuan is caught, it will be difficult for him to break free.But Ji Hanchuan is not slippery, the two sides have been fighting until now, countless hands are grabbing at him, and he dodges them one by one.

——Isn't this very simple?

Ji Hanchuan held the swaddle in one hand, and reached into his pocket with the other hand, crushing the already scattered pieces of wood until they were even more shattered, and then squeezed them out between two fingers.

He used to play darts with Shao You, ten times every time.In the end, both of them felt bored, so they changed to other ways to relax.

At this moment, Ji Hanchuan rolled over and stepped directly on the charcoal fire road.The mountain ghost was afraid and did not dare to go forward for a while.But they all know that this road is about to go out.

In an instant, there were a few "swish", and several mountain ghosts fell down in astonishment.

Ji Hanchuan hesitated slightly, "Ningning, go and see if you will choke to death..."

Ning Ning obediently ran over and knelt down to watch people.Cheng Xing's eyes stared at the sky, but his body had already softened.

His saliva drenched the wood in his mouth little by little.

Ning Ning reported: "No!"

The voice is crisp.

The charcoal fire became weaker, but the mountain ghost had already begun to fear Ji Hanchuan.

The situation suddenly reversed.

As Cheng Juan assessed the situation, a scream came out of her throat.The remaining mountain ghosts obeyed the order, scattered and ran towards the village!

Here is a prickly head, but there are plenty of game in the village.

If Cheng Juan finished issuing the order, she would also retreat.But there was a gust of wind behind her.

Ji Hanchuan stretched out his swaddling clothes, and then covered the fake Cheng Juan's face.Fake Cheng Juan twitched, her body softened suddenly.Ji Hanchuan seized the time and dragged him onto the charcoal fire road.

During this period, he clearly felt that the binding ability of swaddling clothes was weakening, and the fake Cheng Juan was struggling all the time.Ji Hanchuan even heard the faint sound of the cloth being torn.

But the faint green fire finally burned the fake Cheng Juan's body.

Fake Cheng Juan was quickly engulfed in flames.

Ji Hanchuan watched for a while.With no one else around, he walked into the ancestral hall and picked up a candle on the wall.

Fang Min hid under the altar, not daring to breathe.

She had rolled in earlier, to give Han Chuan a sigh of relief in her heart, but she was very honest in her actual actions. She only hoped that the mountain ghost outside would disperse after killing Han Chuan, so as not to implicate herself.

At this moment, hearing the sound of footsteps coming gradually, Fang Min's heartbeat almost stopped.She closed her eyes, regretful and frustrated, feeling that she had made a wrong decision.Fang Min gritted his teeth, cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

Are you going to die?

She heard the thing that came in stop beside the altar, and thought bleakly: At least I ruled out a wrong option for the people behind.Hiding in the ancestral hall is useless.

Because of the eyes being closed, countless terrifying images emerged clearly.Fang Min deeply hates her rich imagination, but she knows that some things are not imagined, but emerge from her own memories.

She could almost "see" a pale face lifting the altar tablecloth and leaning towards her.

"Crack" sound.

Ji Hanchuan lit a candle, and the air smelled of gunpowder.

But for Fang Min, the tip of her nose is still moist and dusty.

She closed her eyes tightly.A light came in front of his eyes, and Fang Min's face was as pale as paper.She was trembling and stiff, and blood rushed to her cheeks again, and her whole head was hot.

Ji Hanchuan: "...how long do you plan to stay?"

Fang Min trembled all over.

The mouth opened, and a scream caught in his throat.

Ji Hanchuan: "Oh, you can also hide for a while, those things outside have already escaped."

Hearing this, Fang Min finally opened his eyes tremblingly.

When she saw Han Chuan lift up the altar tablecloth, it was somewhat similar to the treacherous scene she had just imagined.It's just that Han Chuan has a handsome face, illuminated by the candlelight in the dark night, he looks like a male vixen who walked out of a chat room.Relying on a good-looking face, she seduces a lady from a good family to have sex with her yin and yang.

Ji Hanchuan looked at her for a moment, then laughed: "What are you thinking?"

Fang Min crawled out from under the altar and looked outside the house nervously.

By this time the clouds had parted a bit and the moon was shining again.It doesn't matter whether you look at it or not, Fang Min's heart almost jumped out of his throat when he saw it.She saw a girl standing at the door with the pouring rain behind her.The girl's face was pale and drenched, like a female ghost crawling out of a well to die.

Fang Min let out a short exclamation.

It's Cheng Juan!

She knew clearly that these mountain ghosts were brought down from the mountain by Cheng Juan!

Fang Min's legs were weak.If it wasn't for the support of an altar behind her, she would have rolled directly to the ground right now.

"Ho ho" sounded in her throat, and she saw the little female ghost walking towards this side.Fang Min looked around, desperate: Although he didn't know how Han Chuan managed to escape from a group of mountain ghosts, but he stood here so well, it showed that he was capable of dealing with this female ghost, but he...

She heard Han Chuan call: "Cheng Juan? Are you ready?"

Fang Min's eyes widened.

The little ghost girl nodded, then tilted her head to look at Fang Min.

Ji Hanchuan paid attention to Cheng Juan's gaze, and said at this moment: "She is Fang Min, and your mother is still from the same family."

Fang Min's words that were close to him before were directly pinched by Ji Hanchuan.But Ji Hanchuan paused for a moment, smiled again, and said, "Ah, you know, after all, you have been at home for so many days."

Fang Min was taken aback when he heard that.

She realized later: "This is the real Cheng Juan?"

Ji Hanchuan said "hmm".

Cheng Juan said: "My mother-in-law just walked out, I'm going to find her."

Ji Hanchuan thought for a while, and said: "Your mother is at home alone, it may be dangerous."

Cheng Juan's face became anxious.

She hesitated, "But mother..."

Ji Hanchuan: "The time you wasted talking to me here may have been enough to get Lanpo back."

Cheng Juan choked, and looked at Ji Hanchuan, her face darkened as if she was about to kill someone.

Ji Hanchuan: "I'll go to your house first. Fang Min, how about you?"

Fang Min paused and said tremblingly, "Let's go together."

She could see it.

Although the men in the village chief's family are very unreliable, most of them are the ones who will push others to prevent disasters when a crisis comes.

But Han Chuan is a real thigh.

Now that Han Chuan wanted her to hug her thigh, Fang Min naturally hit the snake with the stick.

Ji Hanchuan said again: "Ningning, you go with Cheng Juan. Well, let's go first."

The two groups were separated.

Fang Min looked at Cheng Juan's leaving back, hesitated all the way, and finally asked: "Master, you just said, who should be with Cheng Juan?"

Ji Hanchuan turned to look at her.

Fang Min trembled, sensing the danger, as if something was coveting in the dark...

Ji Hanchuan raised his hand, a piece of black lightning strike wood in his palm.I couldn't see how he flipped his wrist, but in the next second, there was a sudden sound behind Fang Min.She turned her head and saw a ten-year-old child lying in the mud.

Fang Min realized what had just happened, and was terrified.

Ji Hanchuan didn't answer Fang Min's question.But he thought for a moment and said, "After Cheng Juan comes back later, you stay in the house. Don't run around, take time to take care of Aunt Fang."

Fang Min stared at him blankly, and asked, "Are you still going out?"

Ji Hanchuan replied: "Well, it's easier to deal with than I thought before."

Fang Min said with a complicated expression, "Okay."

Ji Hanchuan wandered around the village that night.After all, Shanhuai Village is huge, and Ji Hanchuan was alone.Villagers still died beyond his reach.But before two o'clock, all the mountain ghosts swallowed the pieces of lightning strike wood and fell unconscious on the ground.

After they passed out, their weight was no different from that of ordinary people.Ji Hanchuan tied them back outside the ancestral hall.

After this wave, he was quite tired.More mentally tired than physically tired.So after returning to Aunt Fang's house, looking at Cheng Juan who looked over, Fang Min who was already very sleepy but still struggling to hold on, and Lan Po and Aunt Fang who had fallen asleep early, Ji Hanchuan locked himself in the west room first, and Shao You, with Ning Ning's face on his face, chatted a few words and tried to recharge his batteries.Just came out, and asked Cheng Juan: "Where is Lan Po's dress?"

Cheng Juan will definitely look at him.

After thinking about it, Ji Hanchuan felt that there must be something strange about that bloody coat.Of course, it could also be a mask issue.

Cheng Juan asked, "What do you want to do?"

Ji Hanchuan replied: "It's burning." Although it was still raining, the bloody clothes and mask were not big enough to be stuffed into the stove.

Cheng Juan shook her head and said, "It's useless to burn it."