The ghost widow turned her head and looked at the small cloth piece floating in the air with spiritual power injected into it. With his series of movements, the small cloth piece quickly burned, and finally turned into a wisp of green smoke and floated out of the villa.

I suffered a loss just now, and the ghost kid was a little unhappy, but after seeing that Da Ji Zhongyuan was really summoning the soul, I felt a little more or less angry, and I also felt that his cheap father didn't seem to be so bad.

But although I thought so in my heart, I felt that I couldn't get over it in my face. I deliberately frowned and muttered quietly: "Can I take the rise of my soul with a little bit of smoke be restored? Humph, I want to see how I can't find it back."

Gu Gesang stood next to Guiwa, and he heard his muttering inadvertently. He saw through his thoughts and felt funny, but it was not good to say bad things about Daji Zhongyuan like this. She squatted down and patted Guiwa's forehead: "Don't say that to your father, if he hears it, he will inevitably beat you up."

The ghost widow touched the place where Gu Gesang had photographed, but didn't feel the pain. She just pouted and said dissatisfied: "If you hear it, you will be heard. Could it be that he can't find it back and you won't be told? Besides, if he hits me, can't I run away if I can't beat me?"

As soon as he said that, Guiwa cleverly discovered that he had said the wrong thing. Sure enough, he saw Gu Gesang's expression falling from the dark side in a blink of an eye.

"Baby, mom has finally found you, so don't leave your mother again!" Gu Gesang couldn't help but hug the ghost baby again, as if he was afraid that he would slip away again.

The ghost kid hugged Gu Gesang back, patted Gu Gesang's back with a small hand, and smiled obediently: "Well, I won't leave in the future, I will always be with Moma! Even if my father beats me, I won't leave, hehe."

"Our family is together. Your father won't hit you, so I will hit him!" Gu Gesang's floating emotions gradually calmed down by the ghost kid.

While the two were chatting, Qinghe suddenly said, "The rising soul is back."

The ghost kid looked up at the door, and a transparent and floating half floated in the air, while the blue smoke floated around the soul.

"I've really been recruited." Guiwa muttered in a low voice, looked at Daji Zhongyuan, stepped forward and stood next to Shengsheng's soul, turned to look at Qinghe: "Aunt Qinghe, what should I do now? The soul is back, can Shengsheng return to normal?"

"Of course." Qinghe smiled, then looked up at Daji Zhongyuan: "Your Highness, let me do the next thing." The purpose of letting Daji Zhongyuan help Guiwa ease the relationship was completely completed, so Qinghe naturally took over her work.

"Yeah." Daji Zhongyuan nodded, with a calm expression removed his spiritual power, and the blue smoke floating around the rising soul disappeared.

Under the gaze of everyone, Qinghe used his spiritual power to lead the rising soul to Shengsheng, who was sitting on the sofa, and then used the secret technique in the air with both hands. After a moment, the rising soul slowly drifted into Shengsheng's body and slowly overlapped together.

"Okay." Qinghe withdrew his hand and patted: "The soul has returned to his position, and it won't take long to go back to normal."

"Thank you, Aunt Qinghe." Guiwa smiled sweetly.

"No need to thank you." Qinghe smiled and touched the ghost's little head, then glanced at Daji Zhongyuan with a faint look: "You really deserve to thank you, it's not me."

Guiwa is smart and knows what she means. Although he is reluctant to thank this cheap father who has never been dealt with, Guiwa still knows how to repay kindness.

He came to Daji Zhongyuan, raised his little head, and spoke seriously: "Although I don't like you, my father, I still thank you for regaining the rising soul."

"You don't have to thank me." Da Ji Zhongyuan didn't even look at Guiwa, walked straight towards Gu Gesang, pulled her into his arms and sat down on the sofa again: "I will help you, just for Sangsang's sake."

Gu Gesang gave Daji Zhongyuan a glance: "You can't talk to your baby well?"

"No matter what you are doing, anyway, you have brought back the rising soul. I should thank you. Now I'm done thanking you." I was worried about rising. Although Guiwa was unhappy, he was too lazy to argue with Da Ji Zhongyuan. After saying that, he returned to Xingsheng, who had not yet recovered his mind.

He stood there and thought for a while, then reached out and grabbed it out of thin air, and white silk thread floated out of the rising little head. The ghost widow blew a lightly, and the silk thread dissipated in the air.

Gu Gesang looked curiously and asked in confusion: "Baby, what are you doing?"

The ghost widow breathed, turned her head to look at Gu Gesang and said seriously: "Shengsheng has seen too many bad pictures before, and there are too many bad memories. I don't want to remind him anymore, so I took away this part of his memory."

"Baby." Gu Gesang stood up in surprise, went over to touch the soft and cute little face of the ghost baby, and praised him sincerely: "My baby is so sensible, mom likes you so much!"

After receiving praise from Gu Gesang, the ghost kid smiled like a child who had loved toys, and his eyes were curled into a crescent shape.

"Your Highness is so sensible. You have considered this at such a young age, but I didn't expect it." Zhixue Zhifeng and others also had smiles on their faces.

"Actually, there is nothing, it's just that I don't want to let Shengsheng be hurt anymore, it's not as good as you said." Although Guiwa said this, the smile on his face and the expression written on it were full of happiness and pride.

Da Ji Zhongyuan watched everyone around the ghost kid, and praised him one by one, and he couldn't help but make a black face. Then he praised a few words. The little bastard's tail was almost up to the sky.

"A little thing, don't think you're so proud when you consider this." Da Ji Zhongyuan couldn't help but speak: "As the prince of Da Ji, if you didn't even think of this little thing, you are not qualified."

If it were normal, Daji Zhongyuan said this, the father and son would quarrel with each other again. Gu Gesang had seen the irreconcilable scene of the father and son fighting each other. She hurried over and asked Daji Zhongyuan to say less, but Guiwa spoke in front of her: "Yes, yes, I'm not qualified now, but I will work hard in the future and strive to grow into the prince of the Great Ji family you mentioned!"

The ghost baby's eyes were clear and firm, and his eyes were not weak at all when facing Da Ji Zhongyuan. Such eyes made Da Ji Zhongyuan raise his eyebrows and eyes, and he spoke after a long time: "I will wait and see."

"Baby." Gu Gesang turned around and hugged the ghost baby: "Baby, in fact, no matter whether you are the prince or not, you will always be the treasure in your mother's heart. Mom doesn't care about the prince, mom only cares about you, cares whether you are happy or not, whether you are happy or not."

"I know, mom, I only care about you being happy." Guiwa smiled sweetly and then said, "But I don't want someone to look down on me. If I want to stay by your side, I must do something to let him see!"

Seeing that she was sensible and well-behaved as a ghost kid, Gu Gesang felt a little sad. She wanted to say something else, but thousands of words eventually turned into a loving hug.

The two of them were talking, and Shengsheng woke up at this time, sitting on the sofa, looking around with a pair of confused eyes.

Seeing this, the ghost widow happily went over and grabbed Shengsheng's little hand, and asked with concern and joy: "Hello, Shengsheng?"

"Milk, cream?" Shengsheng's eyes were still a little confused, but after a moment, he gradually regained his spirit. He smiled in surprise: "You are back!"

"Yes, I said I'm going to come back to find you!" Guiwa smiled and his eyes were curved.

Only after Guiwa left that day, Shengxing's memory was surrounded by all the bad fears and all kinds of bad emotions, so Guiwa extracted all his memories afterwards, allowing him to completely forget what happened later, only remembering that he was in the orphanage, and Guiwa would come back to play with him.

Listening to Guiwa's words, Shengsheng was happy for a while, but when he noticed the surrounding environment and the orphanage that was not familiar to the people, he shrank his head, grabbed Guiwa's clothes in fear, and asked timidly: "Guiwa, who are they?"

The ghost widow smiled, patted Shengsheng's hand and told him not to be nervous, and then began to introduce. He pointed at Gu Gesang and said, "This is my mom." Then he looked at Qinghe and others: "This is my aunt Qinghe, Aunt Zhixue, Zhilei, Zhifeng, and Uncle Zhiyan."

After the introduction, Guiwa stopped talking if he was intentional. Gu Gesang looked around and wanted to laugh but was helpless. This little ghost was deliberately not introducing his father.

She wanted to speak, but Shengsheng also noticed Daji Zhongyuan, who was sitting not far away from him. Although Daji Zhongyuan was just half lying on the sofa casually, he felt much bigger than others, and he felt a sense of oppression from the heart.

Shengsheng couldn't help but leaned against the ghost kid a little, and looked at Daji Zhongyuan with careful eyes: "Then, what about him?"

The ghost kid curled his lips: "A self-righteous guy."

"Ah?" Sheng Sheng was puzzled.

Gu Gesang touched Guiwa's little head helplessly and funny, and gently pulled Shengsheng out of Guiwa's back, and said softly: "That's the baby's father, the baby and his father are having a little temper."

"I won't get angry like a girl." The ghost kid put his hands on his waist, pouting and looking like he was disagreeing.

"Okay, okay, you're not making a fuss." Gu Gesang smiled softly, and then looked at Shengsheng carefully. This child probably looked thin because of his long-term malnutrition, which made people feel distressed. Gu Gesang couldn't help but feel pity.

"Your name is Shengsheng, right?" Gu Gesang's eyes were extremely gentle and he smiled softly: "I am the baby's mother, and my name is Gu Gesang. You can call me Aunt Gesang."

Although Gu Gesang called Guiwa a baby, Shengsheng was smart and knew that she was talking about cream. In addition, Shengsheng felt the warmth on Gu Gesang, so he put away some timidity, opened his big shiny eyes and shouted crisply: "Aunt Gesang."

"Well, I'm so good." Gu Gesang couldn't help but rub Shengsheng's little head.

"I am Aunt Qinghe." Qinghe also came forward and introduced himself gently. Afterwards, Zhixue and others followed suit and introduced himself one by one.
Chapter completed!