She was pushed down by the villain again in The Boss of Quick Travel

Chapter 247: The Bloodthirsty Ghost King Perseveres 23

Mr. Xie was quite old, and this was the first time that he needed to make an appointment in advance to meet someone. No, this was a ghost. He didn’t embarrass Lan Yao anymore. Thinking about his words, he was worried that his grandson was a simple love-minded, and his body immediately became filled with tears. White light, another look, he has become a thin piece of paper.

Lan Yao picked it up and checked. The avatar drawn by the senior heavenly master could only last for 3 minutes. They had been chatting for almost 5 minutes, which showed the power of the master behind it.

"scapegoat……"

Just now he didn't show anything in front of Mr. Xie, but now he was biting his lip. If this was true, and he had suffered all these years of suffering for others, then what kind of life would he have?

The paper man was clenched until it was full of wrinkles. Lin Shuang floated out of the watch and lay across from him, "Tie my hair up."

After these days of fighting, her hair was fluffy and messy. For some reason, when he heard her voice, Lan Yao felt much calmer. He found a comb, pasted the talisman on it, and helped her comb two braids.

"Do you like this?" Lin Shuang played with her braids, "I'm hungry, give me a few bites~"

Lan Yao knew that she needed energy to exist by his side, so she didn't say much and directly stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to bite her.

The man's skin was wheat-colored and looked healthy and delicious. Lin Shuang was not polite. He hugged him and nibbled on him. Small teeth marks appeared on his forearms. Lan Yao only felt numbness and itching, especially when he was licked after bleeding. Lick, the Little Ghost King treats it like a delicious meal, savoring it carefully.

He didn't object to the feeling of being treated as food by her.

"Mr. Xie wants to see you. You just heard that. Do you want to see me?"

Lin Shuang sat on the chair, her skirt halfway up in the air, she swayed and said casually: "See you."

She had both hands on him, so he could certainly see it, but she couldn't show too much urgency.

"I'll see you in two days. Just tell me that I spent too much and need to rest." The little girl yawned. "I see that you are quite interested in the avatar. Do you want to try painting?"

Hearing this, Lan Yao shook his head, "I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it given my ability."

"How is that possible?" Lin Shuang came up to him, held his face with both hands and raised it, "My Lan Yao is so smart. It's just a small talisman. He can learn it in a few or two. I put a lot of new things in the amulet. Use all the ghosts you have, if there are not enough, I will catch them."

The cold hands made his lips slightly stiff. He opened his mouth slightly and said, "But I am Murong Shuo's scapegoat, and I will help him avoid disaster sooner or later."

In other words, no matter how much potential he develops in the later period and how many things he learns, he will never escape death.

What Mr. Xie said about staying for 49 days was just a basic premise. If the Murong family sensed something was wrong, they could just send someone to deal with him.

He didn't know the truth before, so he just lived a miserable life. Now that he knows it, he is just a sad salted fish waiting for death.

Lan Yao sighed quietly, and Lin Shuang directly put his head into her arms and patted it gently, "The ghost king is with you, what are you afraid of?"

Lan Yao snorted, "There seems to be cold air on my neck. Do you want to take a bite?"

Lin Shuang: ...discovered.

It was a small problem. She rubbed Lan Yao twice more and put the watch back on.

Feeling the question still lingering on her skin, Lan Yao smiled silently.

[Host, our mission cannot be delayed for too long. Lan Yao's power is weak, and your existence time will be shortened. If you return to Murong's family, you will be restarted and the mission will fail. 】

He won't be weak.

Lin Shuang was convinced.

After a brief emo, Lan Yao took out his books and talisman paper and started drawing again. When he changed the cinnabar ink, a stand-in talisman drawing method appeared next to him.

He said thank you to his watch.

In Murong Shuo's room, Mr. Xie shook his head repeatedly, very dissatisfied with his performance, "Since you have no intention of being my Xie family's son-in-law, stop thinking about things other than work."

After saying this, without waiting for Murong Shuo's reaction, he went out and just closed the door, he turned into a paper man.

Murong Shuo secretly felt that something was wrong. He opened the door and saw the little white paper man floating on the ground. His eyes were filled with anger. Why did the old man of the Xie family send a paper man to humiliate him? Moreover, within a few minutes, he Nothing was found wrong, which shows how careless he was.

He spat secretly and tore the paper man into pieces.

Xie Miao, who was in the main room, waited for a while and saw Mr. Xie sitting in a wheelchair. He looked pale but not depressed. He smiled and waved to Xie Miao, "My dear grandson, come here."

"Grandpa~" Xie Miao ran over and squatted in front of Mr. Xie, "Grandpa, have you been feeling better recently? Look, I brought back the Ghost King's right hand."

"My body is just like this. It won't get better or worse. There's nothing to worry about. The Ghost King puts his right hand aside first. Come on, get closer and let grandpa take a good look at you."

The servant waiting behind him said: "My master's eyesight has declined a little."

Xie Miao's nose felt sore, and she wished she could be imprinted on Mr. Xie's pupils, "Look, look, Grandpa, have I become more beautiful?"

"When was my Miao Miao not beautiful?" Mr. Xie took a deep breath and caressed his face with his dry and rough hands. "Although grandpa raised you as a girl, you can't be too weak. At least you must have self-esteem." Keep your abilities and don’t be bullied by others in the future.”

Xie Miao bent her eyes, "As long as grandpa is here, I am not afraid of anyone. How could someone bully me?"

The grandfather and grandson exchanged a few words, and Xie Miao followed Mr. Xie into the underground secret room with the box in his arms. Although Xie Miao was loved by him, she never knew there was such a place under the main house.

After placing his right hand in the box, Xie Miao turned his eyes to his left hand and asked, "Grandpa, why do you want to collect the body of the Ghost King?"

Mr. Xie leaned back, "There was an expert who said that if you collect the corpses of the Ghost King, you can change your physique. Unfortunately, more than ten years have passed and I have only collected two hands."

"The Ghost King also said this to me, grandpa, do we want to cooperate with the Ghost King?" Xie Miao told Mr. Xie about Lin Shuang when he came back to fire the Heavenly Master.

The old man nodded, "Of course we have to cooperate. I don't care about anything else. I only care about your stability in this life."

"Grandpa, I know, but the hotel at the auction venue is very weird. I suspect that the person who released the news also wants to find the body of the Ghost King. Someone may target the Xie family in a few days." Xie Miao speculated that he was not that naive. , I really thought I caught up by chance.

All the prevention procedures of the Xie family are online. Not even a fly can invade, let alone people. But if it is a ghost, it must rely on the power of the Ghost King.

Xie Miao's eyes showed coldness, "But the Ghost King is always from Murong's family. Grandpa, I want her to be mine."