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Chapter 93: Little Zombie and Little Fish

I wonder if my friend has watched a micro video on the Internet.

It is called Zombie Xiaoyu, a little zombie named Zombie Xiaoyu. That little zombie is so cute. She is wearing the Qing Dynasty government, a small one, only as big as a finger of a human. He jumped out of nowhere and recognized a father in the world.

And this little boy is actually 99% similar to the little zombie called Zombie Little Fish, only one in the Qing Dynasty official uniform.

If your friends are interested, you can search for the video of the zombie fish in the dog, and you will definitely fall in love with it.

"Oh my God, it's so cute. I actually saw a living zombie fish." I screamed in surprise, then ran up, and Yipugu sat next to the ghost baby.

"Ah, I recognize you." The little ghost baby turned his head and looked at me, then spoke.

Virgin Mary, this voice was like the sound of the zombie fish in the video. My little heart suddenly beat even louder than thunder, and my whole heart was transformed into a cute heart.

"Okay, okay, so cute..." I couldn't help but slap the little zombie, cough, no, it was the little ghost baby who put his hands on his hands, pinched his little face, and pinched his little arms and hands, so soft and cute.

"Sister, let me go." The ghost baby who was held in my arms frowned and struggled to escape from my claws. But now he is a baby with no strength and can't break free from me at all, so he used the shouting to stop me from taking advantage of the tofu.

"Well, Miss Zhu, don't make this little devil cry." The judge hurriedly stopped me with a little nervousness.

I looked at Gui Yaoba and saw him bulging his cheeks in displeasure, pouting his little mouth, and tears flashing in his big eyes, which was a tendency to cry again.

His cute and pitiful appearance immediately made me feel soft, so I stopped touching him, but put him aside and sat down.

"Oh, Miss Zhu, you are so awesome. You can make the little devil not cry. Otherwise, you can stay in the underworld and help us take care of this little devil?" At this time, a crisp voice came out from me.

I looked up and saw Meng Po, who was wearing playful short hair and very cool clothes.

Meng Po was feeling relieved. She said with a bitter face, "My Naihe Bridge is almost a disaster scene. This little ghost ran through Naihe Bridge every day and cried. My ears were almost deaf. If the King of Hell had not ordered that he could not attack the ghost baby, I would have knocked him out and kicked him directly across Naihe Bridge and let him die."

This sounds cruel enough, which shows that Meng Po is also quarreling and is about to collapse.

"Haha, it seems that you have been tormented by him during this period, but your hard days are coming to an end. You can rest assured that Zhu Qiqi, who is here to save the suffering, is here." I couldn't help but laugh, and I had the illusion that I was a great Bodhisattva who saved the suffering.

"So, are you willing to stay and take the little devil and not let him cry again?" Meng Po's eyes lit up, "That means, from now on, I will finally avoid leaving Naihe Bridge to avoid his crying?"

"Yes, yes, you don't have to hide, but I won't stay. I want to take him away and give you a quiet underworld." I said with a smile, bent over and picked up the ghost baby, and said to him who was struggling, "I'll take you to find your parents. Don't you want to go with me?"

When the ghost baby who was struggling heard this, he immediately stopped struggling. He raised his face and asked in surprise with a cute voice of the zombie fish, "Really? My weird sister, aren't you lying to me, right?"

"Do you think I'm a lie sister?" I asked with a serious look. We can't leave a bad impression on this little cutie. Alas, it's all my fault that I was so excited just now that he thought he was a strange sister.

"Like, and he is a very strange sister." Guiying nodded honestly.

"..." I looked dark and couldn't help but want to cry. My image in front of the cute guy plummeted, letting me cry for a while.

"Miss Zhu, you took him to the living room to make him the child of Wu Yaping and Guan Junzhe, right? Then I have to record it in my life and death book." The judge took out his golden life and death book and the judge's pen.

"Yes, I'll take him back now, and you can also send someone to inspect, so that your life and death record will be more realistic and reliable." I said with a smile.

"This is a must." The judge nodded. He looked unambiguous about work.

"Then please ask the judge to find someone to take me back to the underworld and send it to my Mo's clinic." I said to the judge with a ghost baby in my arms.

"Okay, I'm asking Heibai Wuchang to send you back. They should be there to collect your souls too." said the judge.

When I mentioned the black and white impermanence, I suddenly thought of me as if I had boasted about giving Bai Wuchang a few good words in front of the King of Hell. Unfortunately, the King of Hell was not here, so I couldn't help but say regretfully, "It's really a pity that the King of Hell is not here."

"Hey, can't it be that Miss Zhu wants to see our King of Hell? Then when the King of Hell comes back, I will ask him to find you so that Miss Zhu can relieve her lovesickness." The judge immediately laughed when he heard me mention the King of Hell.

"No, I'm just entrusted by someone. I personally don't want to see the King of Hell." I shook my head quickly, feeling a crow flying over my head. Please, how could I have the pain of missing the prince?

"Miss Zhu, don't be shy, don't worry, I will tell Lord Hell about your longing." The judge said with a smile, looking very clear.

I'm black, go, who's shy?

Isn’t the word shy in my dictionary?

Uh, I admit that I was really a little shy when I took off my naked body last night and lay under Shang Yuan's nose.

But the King of Hell has something to do with me, so I feel ashamed of wool.

But judging from the judge's meaning, even if I beat him to death, I think I'm just shy. Forget it, I'm too lazy to pay attention to it.

At this time, Hei Bai Wuchang came over. When they saw me holding a ghost baby, a hint of surprise flashed across their faces.

Especially Bai Wuchang, who was already familiar with me, and asked, "Miss Zhu, are you going to take this little devil away?"

"Yes, thank me for your help." I raised my chin with pride and waited for Bai Wuchang to come and express his gratitude to me again.

"That's great. Our days will finally be quiet in the future. Miss Zhu, you are simply our reborn parents. If this little devil continues to cry, we will all jump to the underworld and die together." Bai Wuchang said exaggeratedly, with the expression of excitement on his face real.

Tsk tsk, even the rebirth of parents came out, I couldn't help but roll my eyes, "I'm still young, but I don't have a ghost son as old as you."

"It's a metaphor," Bai Wuchang said with a bitter face, and then muttered in a low voice, "I didn't plan to have such a thin mother. If I don't have enough milk, I will definitely starve to death."

"What did you say?" I was a black line. I disliked my body and my breasts were not big enough?

"It's nothing, I'll send you back now." Bai Wuchang quickly laughed and took my arm to make me fly.
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