Chapter 67 Childish ghosts want to eat little brats

Author: Ziyunsu

Under the ardent gaze of everyone—

Xiao Lingbao straightened his chest and patted his heart: "Let's leave it to the baby!"

...

Chunyu’s hardware facilities are actually not worse than Hede.

Dehumidifiers are placed everywhere in the teaching building, and the fresh air system is working non-stop.

But everything still emits an indescribable tidal mold.

There is a smell of earthy green algae in the pond.

There are not many children in Xiao Lingbao's class, but not because the class is good, but because the children are almost gone.

The rest of the tuition fee is reduced.

President Tao has been using his deposit to subsidize Chunyu.

If the "haunted" matter is not resolved, Chunyu's history will come to an end this year.

In order to welcome Xiao Lingbao and her friends, Chunyu made a special trip to buy them brand new sheets and bedding.

Although the wooden bed is still a bit trendy, the small quilt covers the chin and Xiao Lingbao smells a lazy smell of sunshine.

Well, it smells so good.

She squinted her eyes and was about to take a nap...

Tick-

A drop of water fell from the ceiling out of thin air.

Xiao Lingbao suddenly opened his eyes: "Stop."

The water droplets hung above her long eyelashes and were fixed.

The other children are already asleep.

Xiao Lingbao raised his hand, caught the water droplets in front of him, and placed them on his fingertips to watch repeatedly.

"The water in the pond." She couldn't help but murmur strangely.

The smell of water feels very familiar...

There was a look, as if he was staring at her.

Xiao Lingbao raised his eyes and saw a figure faintly appearing on the ceiling.

Xiao Lingbao didn't even think about it: "Sure!"

The shadow was fixed.

It is stuck in the ceiling, unable to come out, and unable to retreat.

"Are you also a water ghost?" Xiao Lingbao was curious.

During this period, she seems to be very interested in being a ghost.

The shadow didn't speak, but seemed to show a resentful look.

"A little bit," Xiao Lingbao spitted out his pink tongue, "Sister is so fierce."

So what about being evil?

She just pretends that she doesn't exist!

Xiao Lingbao turned over and fell asleep.

"Why are your psychological quality so good?" The little native chicken was obviously a little broken.

God knows that he is a land duck and is most afraid of water.

After being stared at by that evil spirit for noon, his wings were almost bald.

Xiao Lingbao can sleep soundly, is he considered a big heart or ignorant?

Xiao Lingbao glanced at Xiao Tuji strangely: "Aren't she fixed there?"

"Are you going to keep her there?" asked the little tuji.

Xiao Lingbao poked his chin and looked at the blue sky: "This... I don't know, I feel that this fierce sister is about to fall off at any time."

Little chicken fried feathers: "You know too!"

Sure enough, Xiao Lingbao went to bed again at noon the next day, and the figure on the ceiling disappeared.

Only a wet human figure and lingering resentment were left.

"You are being targeted." Xiao Tuji reminded Xiao Lingbao.

Xiao Lingbao ignored it and continued to sleep loudly.

When they get up, the nurseryman goes to pick up Xiao Lingbao's clothes.

"Ah..." the nurseryman exclaimed in a low voice.

The heavy jacket in my hand was all soaked!

Similar things have happened too many times, so when they happen again, the employees have become numb after they get used to it.

In order to deal with this situation, Mr. Chunyu’s solution is to quickly use it and blow it dry.

But even if it is blown dry, the clothes will become smelly and wrinkled, losing their original softness and comfort.

As long as Chunyu's clothes were mysteriously wet, they would be ruined.

"Little bird, go," Xiao Lingbao calmly directed the little local chicken, "Go and suck the clothes dry."

Little native chicken: "...? What do you think of me? Do you want to blow the air chicken?"

Xiao Lingbao kept silent, looked at the little local chicken with watery eyes, and even slapped his little red lips aggrievedly.

The little native chicken had goosebumps all over her body and fell down.

"Okay, okay, can't I go?"

When did the little witch learn this trick?

No move is better than there is a move!

Five minutes later, Xiao Lingbao put on fragrant clothes.

Not only did the coat not become smelly or wrinkled, but instead looked like new. When you looked closely, it seemed to be shrouded in a layer of soft golden light.

The little chicken beside him: "yue——"

What kind of water is this?

Without decades of old foot washing and cellar storage, it cannot reach this concentration.

"Do you think the taste of this water is very familiar?" Xiao Lingbao asked the little local chicken.

"Maybe...yue--" The little native chicken kept vomiting.

"Did you have drunk it before?"

"What?" Little native chicken couldn't believe it, "yue—"

Xiao Lingbao is very sure:

"You have also drunk it before. When you first came to me, you had this strange smell on your body!"

"Impossible!" Little native chicken strongly opposed it.

"You are," Xiao Lingbao's arm was drawn with a big circle, "You drank a whole two-large tank of water, and the smell on your body was gone!"

Little native chicken...is confused.

Really?

He actually had such a disgusting smell on his body before?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

"It's only when you get to me that it becomes fragrant." Xiao Lingbao pressed the little chicken's head, "Agree, admit it, just admit it."

"Oh--"

A cold chuckled came from mid-air.

Xiao Lingbao looked up and saw a black shadow floating past his head.

"Sister, you can't scare me! I've seen you before!" Xiao Lingbao made a face.

"Talking nonsense!" The black shadow only threw down his voice, "Little brat... I hate the little brat who doesn't know anything the most! Little brat who only knows how to wet his pants!"

"Ling Bao is not a little brat," Ling Bao raised his mouth unhappily, "Sister is the childish ghost!"
To be continued...