Opposite the entrance hall

This matter, to tell you the truth, I am a timid person, and I am most afraid of such ghosts and ghosts. "

Hearing this, Pei Zhan on the side looked at Ji Si calmly, and suddenly understood his intention.

The latter didn't look at him, but pretended to be worried and panicked. His acting skills are excellent. The old man didn't doubt him, but waved his hands and said, "It's all nonsense, sir. Don't take it seriously. Although it is true that there are girls who disappear every now and then, most of them are children from poor families, and they are not caused by evil spirits. They are either sold or abducted by human traffickers, or they may be thrown away by family members. Not many people care."

Pei Zhan dotes on his younger sister very much, and is very polite to women. Now his face is gloomy, and he asks with some displeasure: "Why doesn't my child care?"

"This young man looks like a wealthy family. I'm afraid he's seen this before." The old man glanced at Pei Zhan and joked with a smile. If there are more female dolls, if you can’t keep them, you can sell them, and if you can’t sell them, you can throw them away, so you can save some food. This is a common thing in Wanping, and it’s nothing unusual.”

Hearing this, Pei Zhan's face became even more ugly, and when he was about to say something more, Ji Si raised his hand to stop him, so he could only walk aside with a gloomy face.

Ji Si chatted with him a few more words, asked about the situation in the city, then walked away from the booth and moved to Pei Zhan, who glanced at him and asked, "You came prepared for this trip."

"That's natural." Ji Si raised his eyebrows.

Pei Zhan glared at him angrily, and raised his hand to take the thing in his hand to play with, but unexpectedly, Ji Si quickly withdrew his hand and said reluctantly, "Don't break it, I brought it for my son!"

"You are addicted to acting, aren't you? Where did your son come from? Did he just pop out of a rock!"

After saying this, Pei Zhan felt a little regretful, and as expected, he saw Ji Si smiled at him, and even raised his hand to pat himself on the shoulder, and said cheerfully: "Qi Ran's son is naturally my son. Speaking of which, I still miss my son and stepmother."

Pei Zhan: "..."

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