Eight-year-old little Celestial Master: Catching ghosts was broadcast live on the entire Internet

The host is not there, and they don't stay long.

Zhang Tianling picked up the white paper money left on the ground, many of which were made by his own family.

The method is also very simple, just buy white paper and cut it into a circle with scissors.

The one in Zhang Tianling's hand is actually not complete, the edge of the white paper money is a little burnt, and it should have floated out of the brazier when it was burned.

But when I looked around the living room, I didn't see any containers like braziers.

"Tianling, you still haven't come out yet?" Lin Hezi beckoned to Zhang Tianling.

They all ran outside to stand, and in the same way, the weather outside changed.

"It seems to be foggy, isn't this time noon?" the makeup artist wondered.

The fog appeared so suddenly, it didn't even appear when they were standing outside.

"Why don't we go into the house!" said

someone standing in the fog, to the point where it was difficult to see five fingers when he stretched out his hand.

Zhang Tianling frowned, this was clearly a sign that there were ghosts to appear.

Zhou Xiao leaned over, already holding a crumpled talisman paper in his hand, he stammered, not knowing what to do.

"Tianling, what did you say to that ghost last night?"

Zhang Tianling was in no mood to correct him It was this morning, but he knew that Zhou Xiao must have been holding back for a long time.

After all, he and Zhou Xiao could see through the true face of that thing.

"There will definitely be ghosts later, you still have the same ...... as before" Just protect them.

Before Zhang Tianling's words were finished, Lin Hezi was unhappy.

"Why do you want to be a hero again, how old are you, there are adults here, you can be your child well.

Zhang Tianling's mouth opened, how fickle women are, anyway, he didn't know what expression to use to face it.

Zhou Xiao said honestly, "The danger is not enough, my Qiankun bell did not ring, which means that it is not a big murderer."

He patted the position of his pocket, causing Zhang Tianling to look sideways.

"Why haven't I heard that you still have this thing before?" Zhou

Xiao, "Isn't it that I haven't used it before, in fact, this has little effect, my dad said that unless it is the most fierce ghost, this Qiankun Bell will not have any movement."

Zhang Tianling was a little speechless, he didn't know if Zhou Xiao's magic weapon was given to him by his father, or the other party's Qiankun Bell.

"Then have you ever seen this bell ring?"

Zhou Xiao shook his head.

Zhang Tianling rolled his eyes, suspecting that this was a fake at all, "Haven't you considered that this is a fake at all?"

Zhou Xiao naturally didn't believe it, "How could my dad lie to me, although I didn't hear the Qiankun bell ringing, but this doesn't just mean that I haven't encountered that kind of big murderous thing."

Zhang Tianling had nothing to say, he didn't plan to force other people's Qiankun Bell to see if it was true or false.

He didn't speak, and Zhou Xiao thought he was listening.

"What are you talking about, Tianling is coming in, why can't this door be closed?"

Zhang Tianling glanced at it and said casually, "Then don't worry about it, the master's family hasn't come back." "

Huh, what is this?" the photographer looked down and picked up a face-down photo.

The photo is placed under the table.

There are some problems with the table legs, with some subtle variations in length.

When they touch the table, they can feel the bumps on it.

"Is this the village chief?"

the make-up artist leaned over, "I guess it's there." "

Then isn't the child on this ......"

Lin Hezi saw the child being held by a poorly dressed woman, and had a strange feeling, as if she had seen it somewhere.

"This must be a family portrait of this family, why did it fall on the ground?"

"It fell right under the table leg when it fell on the ground?" someone retorted.

It's just a photo, it's not useful at all.

"Maybe someone else doesn't want it anymore!" Zhang Tianling said.

The people above, except for the village chief, were the young man they had seen before, who lit the wrong incense.

In addition to this, there was a woman, and a child, and as for the village chief's father, there was no sign of it above.

"Bang-"

There was a screeching sound from the doorway, and the door slammed against the wall a few times.

The fog outside actually filled the house.

"Tianling, this fog is so strange, why is there even inside the house?"

"The master is back. Zhang Tianling stared at the door and said without looking back.

Hearing that it was the master who came back, Lin Hezi suppressed the strangeness in his heart and looked at the door with Zhang Tianling.

Everyone else looked curious.

"No, you don't think it's outrageous when the fog is in the daytime, and now it's even inside the house, isn't that thing coming now?"

Being stared at by so many people at once, Zhou Xiao was also a little nervous.

"Rest assured, you will not be put in danger. The

footsteps of "let's click" gradually walked in, and the wooden door was helped up, making a sore creak, and a thin figure walked over.

"Have you seen people?" Lin Hezi's eyes were a little sour, but he didn't find anything, so he couldn't help but turn around and ask Zhang Tianling.

Zhang Tianling looked at the little ghost next to Lin Hezi, and really didn't know how to speak for a while.

Could it be that she's right next to you, the one holding the hem of your clothes?