Pleasure Helping Spirit System

The woman in the ancient skirt appeared, and the middle-aged policeman looked at him fixedly, but never moved away.

Chen Hao looked at the middle-aged policeman, and then at the old skirt girl. There was a meaningful smile on his face, and he said, "Dude, the special ghost you are talking about is this, right? What is the relationship between you? It would be that you like it, but dare not confess it."

The middle-aged man recovered, and quickly said: "Daoyou don't talk nonsense, I and it are not you..."

He hadn't finished speaking yet, but the woman in the ancient skirt disappeared in a flash, appeared again, and was already on the hearse.

It stood next to the middle-aged policeman, with a concerned look on his face, and said, "Yuan'er, how did you get hurt? Who did it, told your mother, she helped you cut him."

Chen Hao: "..."

The middle-aged policeman was a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "I'm fine, you, you don't have to control it."

"Why don't I care, you are my son, I don't care who you care? Say, who did it?" The woman in the ancient skirt said, looking at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao raised a brow and smiled.

The middle-aged policeman hurriedly said: "Don't make trouble, this is my friend, let's go back and say yes."

The woman in the ancient skirt calmed down a lot, and then nodded: "Okay, listen to Yuan'er, let's go back first, whoever, drive faster, will you step on the accelerator, and I won't do it."

Faceless driver: "..."

Chen Hao looked at the middle-aged policeman with strange eyes.

The middle-aged policeman returned Chen Hao with a helpless look.

After that, a series of behaviors by the woman in the ancient skirt broke Chen Hao's first impression of it.

Its various inquiries, but also wanted to hug black cats and cocks, and also molested the ghosts, speech behavior, and the fairy temperament displayed in the ancient dress, completely opposite. Finally, when the ghost girls couldn't bear this fairy bastard, and the black cat wanted to go wild, the hearse arrived at the middle-aged policeman's house.

Afterwards, the middle-aged policeman sent the woman in an ancient skirt to make supper, and then looked at Chen Hao and sighed: "Daoist, don't get me wrong, I'm not his son. After that, I don’t even know what to do now."

Chen Hao raised an eyebrow and asked, "What is the origin of it?"

The middle-aged policeman explained briefly.

It turns out that the origin of the woman in the ancient skirt, even the woman in the ancient skirt, didn't even know that. One day about six years ago, the middle-aged police found a portrait during a smuggling.

The portrait was originally a woman in an ancient skirt with her hands rounded, and she seemed to be holding something. The woman was so beautiful that the middle-aged policeman she saw for the first time was attracted to her heart. As a result, he looked too fascinated, accidentally punctured his hand with a thin nail, bleeding, contaminated on the portrait, then the woman in the portrait came out, and treated the middle-aged policeman as a son, how to persuade and explain all It's useless, and therefore lives with the middle-aged police.

Fortunately, the middle-aged police officer is a subordinate of the R&D department, and has devoted his life to it. He has never been married. Otherwise, if the portrait woman stays, then war will break out.

After listening to this, Chen Hao was dumbfounded.

This is really a world of thousands, and there is nothing strange about it. The portraits can be changed!

If you think about it, it seems to be true.

Although this woman is also not human, the breath on her body is different from the ordinary soul. It has a breath similar to incense, as if it had been worshipped and gave birth to spirituality.

"This is a sacrificial offering." Just then, the faceless driver suddenly opened his mouth.

Chen Hao looked at it curiously: "Sacrifice to the spirit? What's special?"

The faceless driver said: "Worshiping is not a faith, but a desire, and the object of worship can be spiritual over time, and then form a kind that is not enough to be a god, but it is not ordinary. The spirit body is the sacrificial spirit. According to what you just said, I think this should be a virtual image that someone deliberately sketched out a long time ago for people to worship, and then achieve a certain purpose. Similar to what the previous white lotus mother, innocent mother and the like ."

The middle-aged policeman froze for a moment, and then quickly said: "Then why does it think that I am its son? This is too unreasonable?"

The faceless driver said: "When you saw the portrait, was it a beautiful mother holding a baby?"

The middle-aged policeman shook his head and said: "It looks like holding, but nothing in his arms."

The faceless driver said: "That's right, this should be a secret organization that began to emerge in the middle of the Ming Dynasty. It is said that they are offering gifts to the sons and daughters. As long as they sincerely worship, they can get their heirs. But the truth is that this organization is Several evil Taoist warlocks were kidnapped and sold for the purpose of trafficking women and children. Afterwards, they were sacked many times, but because of the Chinese people’s strong pursuit of their heirs or sons, they have not been completely destroyed, and they have always been resurrected. What you saw at the time It’s the picture of the son-in-law, but the child in the arms of the son-in-law is gone, which makes the son-in-law see you who released it as a son."

The middle-aged policeman was dumbfounded.

This sounds very reasonable.

In other words, I just replaced the identity of a little doll! Paralyzed~www.readwn.com~ The reason for the called son was finally found.

"It turns out that this kind of thing is good for Daoyou." Chen Hao said with a smile.

The middle-aged policeman said angrily: "What a blessing this is, I don't want to be its son, I..."

"Do you want to be her husband?" Chen Hao answered, teasing in his tone.

The middle-aged policeman embarrassedly said: "What do Daoyou say, well, since I get home, I will arrange accommodation for Daoyou."

With that said, he first stepped down from the hearse.

Chen Hao watched him go down and turned to look at the faceless driver: "Should there be a sense between the sender girl and the lost baby doll?"

The faceless driver said: "This is not necessarily, it depends on how the little doll is lost. If it is accidental, it is better to say that if it is taken away deliberately, then it will be troublesome. Can't find it."

Chen Hao nodded, silently.

After that, Chen Hao lived in the middle-aged police's house. Not long after, two men in their thirties came over and was introduced by the middle-aged police. Only then did they know that it was the guardian monk of this spooky research base.

Chen Hao didn't take the shelf either. After a smile, he talked and laughed, and soon became acquainted.

While chatting casually here, the ghost girls got off the hearse, and were curious to wander around in an area of ​​the same kind everywhere.

In order to ensure their safety, faceless drivers ride hearses behind them. The black cat in the car is napping, and the **** is brushing the movie.

Just as the hearse turned around, the black cat raised his head suddenly and whined, and the cat's head looked sideways.

On a courtyard wall by the street, a white cat lay on it, gazing at the hearse that was slowly approaching.

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