Chapter 987

The ghosts of Baili's family were chatting quite lively.

It was almost noon the next day when Xie Qiao stopped. When he got up, he swayed for a while, his eyes were a little confused, and then he wiped his forehead.

A large amount of makeup peeled off.

"..." Bailiji and the others were shocked.

skin off?

"Is her face fake?!" You Yinhun couldn't help but exclaimed, "It's terrifying, she's a Taoist priest, could it be that she's still the kind of evil spirit who can breathe **** and change her skin forever?"

Bailiji glanced at the unpromising descendants: "It's just a simple disguise technique, why panic?"

"The ancestors said..." The ghosts nodded obediently.

They are all sneaking to hide next to the cabinet, and their voices are as low as mosquitoes.

The piece of skin fell off too much, and Xie Qiao noticed it too, so he sent someone to bring a basin of water over, and took a brief shower.

The makeup on the face is washed off and needs to be reapplied.

As for the ghosts next to her, Xie Qiao didn't care too much. Anyway, there are some ghosts who know her identity. If these ghosts are haunted, if she is really curious about her, she can't hide if she wants to.

"You...you are so young?!" Bailiji couldn't help shivering with an old face.

"Well, because I was young, when I acted as a Taoist priest, others didn't believe my ability, so I had to change my appearance again." Xie Qiao told the truth.

Bailiji suddenly felt a little sad: "You can draw such a painting at such a young age, so you should be more proficient in this way, and learn from your great Confucian teacher, what to do when you learn the way..."

If there is such a gifted child in his family, she must be left with nothing else but to go to school!

Other messy things are just a waste of time!

Not only Bailiji has resentment, but also other members of Baili's family, looking at Xie Qiao at this moment, all look like they hate iron.

"My main duty is the ghost, and my secondary hobby is reading." Xie Qiao emphasized.

Secondary...Secondary! ?

Everyone in Baili's family was on fire.

In this world, how many underprivileged children have no way out? If you have the opportunity to read, you will work hard to climb up!

Although the little girl is a woman, she can become a generation of talented women with her own abilities? In this history, it is not that there are no noble and noble women whose names have been passed down through the ages!

What a pity, what a shame!

A group of ghosts with fierce eyes.

However, Xie Qiao calmly finished his makeup, wearing a gray Taoist robe, and then left Wangyun Building with the soul he collected yesterday.

She hadn't slept all night, and her footsteps were trembling. Fortunately, after entering the carriage, there was still some distance from the palace, so she could take a nap in between.

"Old Ancestor, if this is my child... I have to break her legs. I'd rather let her squat at home with nowhere to go, and hold her to study..."

"If you don't have him, no one will help you find your relatives." Bailiji finally sighed.

Everyone has their own destiny, and everyone has their own destiny.

This little girl is very assertive. Since she likes to be a Taoist priest, there is no reason for others to stop her. He is not that stubborn old antique. He can still try to accept the ideas of young people.

"After the little girl has finished helping her, if she is incompetent, let the little girl send her away first, and stay if she has the ability, and teach her well." Bailiji added again.

It is not easy to meet a disciple you like, and it is even more rare to meet a talented disciple.