Smash the little fairy doctor, relying on fortune-telling to popularize the entire dynasty

Chapter 26 He's Dead

Mr. Xiao and Xiao Nan were also full, one was busy filling tea for the little girl, and the other looked at Su Qingtian with a smile on his head while propping his hands on his hands.

Su Qingtian, on the other hand, seemed to be in the land of no one, only knowing how to bury her head in hard work, not knowing that there was someone around her.

Seeing the little girl finally put down the bowl and chopsticks, Fang Dawei opened his mouth anxiously to ask, but before he could say a word, he was shocked by the other party's ruthless words, and his whole body fell into an ice cellar.

"You have a good rest here for a day, and you can go back tomorrow, you don't need to look for it."

Su Qingtian looked at Fang Dawei with her black eyes, and her voice was crisp.

"He is dead."

"Dead...dead?!"

The man blinked slowly, as if he was experiencing a silent nightmare, he looked at Su Qingtian dully to digest the cruel result given by the other party.

After being so dull for a few seconds, Fang Dawei suddenly shouted hysterically, "You, you are talking nonsense!"

"How could my son die! My Dabao must still be alive! You are talking nonsense!"

Seeing that the man was a little agitated, Meng Fang stretched out his hand and patted Fang Dawei's shoulder with controlled strength.

With just one click, Fang Dawei immediately calmed down and sat down obediently.

But she still looked at Su Qingtian unwillingly, "Dabao...I don't believe it, he is definitely not dead, you made a mistake!"

"If you don't believe me, how about I let you meet him?"

These words completely shocked Fang Dawei, he subconsciously asked, "Where is Dabao?"

The man looked around in a panic, trying to find his son, but there was no such little boy in the private room that he could see through at all.

"Did you see him?"

Looking at Su Qingtian again, Fang Dawei suddenly realized that perhaps only this little girl could see Dabao.

Su Qing dessert nodded, and touched her full belly with her little hand under the table. This full belly should be able to withstand the next physical wear and tear.

"Uncle Meng, could you please close the window and guard the door?"

After Su Qingtian finished speaking to Meng Fang, she looked at Mr. Xiao, "Grandpa, take Cousin Nan out for a stroll, the business here will end in about half an hour."

"inappropriate."

Mr. Xiao is not willing to let his precious granddaughter stay alone with a strange man. Although he does not believe in ghosts and gods, he will not let the little girl be in danger.

"Meng Fang, take Nan'er out for a walk, and come back in half an hour."

Meng Fang confirmed that Fang Dawei had no martial arts through the palm just now, and he took the order to leave the restaurant with Xiao Nan.

It's just that Xiao Nan was reluctant to be separated from Sister Tiantian, but she didn't dare to disobey Grandpa's wishes. She hugged and touched Su Qingtian's hands for a long time before being carried out of the restaurant by Meng Fang.

When leaving the Qingfeng Building, Meng Fang specially ordered the shopkeeper to ask no one to approach Old General Xiao's box.

The shopkeeper is also aware of the taboos of the big shots, so he will naturally follow suit after accepting the broken silver.

It wasn't until the figures of Xiao Nan and Meng Fang disappeared at the corner of the street that Su Qingtian slowly closed the last window.

"Grandpa, please stand behind me."

Su Qingtian looked at Fang Dawei and said, "Don't move around, don't blame me if you can't see your son if the formation is broken."

The man nodded quickly, expressing that he would never act recklessly.

Seeing that everything was ready, Su Qingtian took out a spiritual pestle from her sleeve.

The whole body of this spiritual pestle is lavender, and the faint light surrounds the whole body of the spiritual pestle, and the complicated patterns on it appear vaguely.

It is a seventh-order top-grade magic weapon, and at the same time it is a magic weapon that can grow together with its owner. This kind of magic weapon that can grow continuously is a treasure that countless cultivators want to obtain with all their efforts and unscrupulous means.

In fact, it was a gift given to Su Qingtian by the little uncle as an apology on a certain birthday in the upper realm.

According to the bragging of the unabashed little uncle, this spirit pestle took a lot of his energy and cultivation to refine, it can be described as a lot of hard work.

But after it fell into Su Qingtian's hands, its function at most was to cut watermelon and peel apples.

Su Qingtian walked in front of Fang Dawei, and the height of the man's kneeling was just at the same level as hers.

"Close your eyes."

The man immediately closed his eyes.

Holding the spiritual pestle in Su Qingtian's hand, she gathered her few spiritual powers on it, then slowly raised it, and gently passed Fang Dawei's eyes.

"All right."

Following Su Qingtian's words, the man anxiously opened his eyes and looked around.

And Fang Dabao, the son he was thinking of, was standing opposite him at this time, looking at him with tears in his eyes.

"Dabao, you are really here!"

Fang Dawei roared excitedly, but he remembered Su Qingtian's words and dared not move.

I am afraid that my recklessness will destroy my son's soul.

"Daddy."

Fang Dabao was still a child, after so many days his father could finally see and hear him, he rushed over excitedly and hugged Fang Dawei's neck.

Feeling his son's real hug, Fang Dawei's excited heart beat violently, but the son in his arms seemed to have no temperature. He could touch the other's body firmly, but he couldn't feel the warmth at all.

Mr. Xiao, who was standing behind Su Qingtian, was speechless for a moment when he saw the strange scene in front of him.

The spirit pestle only temporarily opened Fang Dawei's heavenly eyes, and Mr. Xiao couldn't see Fang Dabao, so in his eyes, Fang Dawei was just talking to himself in the air, and making strange gestures such as hugging from time to time.

He looked around at the slightly dim environment. Is there really a so-called ghost here?

Bowing his head, his granddaughter was holding Taosu again, he bent down and whispered in Su Qingtian's ear.

"Qingtian, can you let grandpa see Dabao too?"

Su Qingtian, who was originally comfortable, frowned slightly the moment Mr. Xiao approached. She raised her eyes to look at the black-skinned grandfather, and couldn't help but tsk-tsk twice in her heart.

This evil spirit has only been dissipated for a few days, how come it all surrounded Grandpa when she couldn't see it.

Originally, Mr. Xiao possessed great righteousness to protect his body, and was blessed by his ancestors, so that these evil spirits could not enter his body.

If you open the sky eyes for him now out of curiosity, it would be to actively open a door for the evil spirit to invade the body.

Not worth the loss.

"Grandpa, if you are not a relative, you'd better not look at it, it will make Dabao's soul fly away."

The little girl said nonsense in a serious manner without changing her face, "They are father and son, and they are of direct blood, so outsiders can't look down on them."

Mr. Xiao was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that there are so many rules for seeing a ghost.

Now that his granddaughter said it, he naturally gave up the idea.

Although he didn't know that this was Su Qingtian's reason for talking nonsense with him in order to protect him.

"Dabao, how did you die?"

Seeing his son's soul, Fang Dawei has completely believed what Su Qingtian said, he endured the pain in his heart and asked, "Where is your corpse?"

Dabao looked at his father's haggard face and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)