The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

Haitang tilted her head and snorted coldly.

The half-familiar little brother looked at his grandma angrily, "Grandma, can you see her? Did you see her before?"

"Yes. She is my friend, her name is Haitang."

"Haitang, this is my grandson, Xiaowei."

The half-familiar little brother and Haitang looked at each other and turned their heads quickly.

Haitang ignored the half-familiar little brother, but lay on the recliner, talking to grandma with a smile.

And the half-familiar little brother walked under the eaves and looked over there vigilantly, "Anchor, what is that crabapple, what is it?"

"Anchor, isn't she really a ghost? Why did she appear suddenly?"

"Why did my grandma say she was friends with her!"

[Looking at the age, it should be a child. Is it the friend of grandma when she was young, who has been with grandma all the time after she died? 】

[It feels like it is. 】

[The vaccine that suddenly appeared just now scared me to death. 】

【its not right!This little child looks very cute and beautiful, and he doesn't look like a ghost at all! 】

[Such a cute little baby, how could it be a ghost? 】

Compared with the ridicule from netizens, the half-familiar little brother is really worried, "Anchor, will that Haitang harm my grandma? Didn't it mean that ghost words will be taken away?"

"I'm not a ghost, I'm not a ghost!" Haitang stood up suddenly, with her hands on her hips, her Haitang-colored skirt swaying in the wind, "I heard everything. Do you think I can't hear you because your voice is quiet?"

"Tangtang, he is really stupid! Why do you have such a stupid grandson!"

"Don't play with him, play with me!"

"We are the same as before."

Haitang grabbed grandma's hand and looked at grandma coquettishly.

With gentle eyes, grandma said helplessly, "I'm not in good health, so I can't play with you anymore."

"Why?"

Haitang doesn't understand.

Grandma: "Because I'm human."

After speaking, grandma turned her head to look at her grandson, and said to him: "Hai Tang is my friend, she will not harm me."

"grandmother……"

"come here!"

Grandma called the half-familiar little brother over.

The half-familiar little brother moved a small chair and sat next to the recliner.

Haitang sat on the other side of grandma, and the two looked at each other from the air, and both snorted coldly.

Grandma sighed helplessly, "Xiaowei, Haitang is my friend, she is as old as me."

"The crabapple is..." Grandma pointed to the lush crabapple tree over there, "The crabapple is that tree."

When she was born, her father was so happy that he planted a crabapple tree in the yard.

When she was five years old, suddenly there was a little girl under the crabapple tree.

She and that little girl grew up and played together.

"Later, when I was eight years old, my parents made money in business and took me to the city."

When she was leaving, she went to Haitang to say goodbye, and Haitang asked her when she would come back. She said she didn't know, and she would come back when she grew up.

She still remembered that on the day she left, Haitang, who was wearing a Haitang skirt, stood under the tree, looked at her pitifully, and waved at her, telling her to remember to come back.

But she didn't come back.

She studied in the urban area, grew up in the urban area, and later went to work in another city to get married and have children.

Until this year, she was ill.

Suddenly, I thought of the yard I lived in when I was a child.

She thought that Haitang had grown up, married and had children just like her, but she didn't expect that on the first night when she returned to the yard, she saw Haitang.

Haitang is still a child.

She is still so innocent and cute.

She was still lying on the bedside with a smile on her face, and asked her, "Tangtang, you're back!".

Grandma said, looking at Xiao Haitang with complicated eyes.

It was also at this time that she realized that Xiao Haitang was not an ordinary child, but a Begonia flower demon.

Haitang propped her chin with her hands in confusion, and asked, "Why are you in poor health? Why are you dying?"

Grandma patted the little knob on Xiao Haitang's head, "Because I'm human."

Xiao Haitang doesn't understand, in her cognition, she is as old as Tangtang, she doesn't understand what sickness is, and what birth, old age, sickness and death are.

She is cultivated from a crabapple tree and has been in this small courtyard since she was born.

Her name is Haitang.

Tangtang is also called Haitang.

Tangtang was still the only one who could see her and play with her.

They are friends.

It is a friend who has made an appointment to play for a lifetime.

But when Tangtang came back, he didn't like to play anymore, and just lay on the recliner all day long.

I just want to look at the flowers. Although the flowers are beautiful, it is boring to lie down and look at them all day long.

She wanted Tangtang to go out and play like before.

But Tangtang said she couldn't go out to play.

After listening to grandma's words, the half-familiar little brother put away the defensive expression on his face.

"Anchor, will she really not hurt my grandma?" the half-familiar little brother asked Chu Luo.

Chu Luo: "Her demonic power is clear and she has never hurt anyone. But..."

Chu Luo looked at Xiao Haitang, "You are just a little monster, a little monster forcibly violates nature and uses monster power to make flowers bloom, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Grandma originally had a kind face, but when she heard this, she sat up slowly and stared at the phone screen, "Xiaowei, what is this little girl talking about? What are the consequences?"

Xiao Haitang didn't care, "I'm not afraid!"

Grandma was very anxious, "Little girl, what are the consequences?"

"She's just a little demon who hasn't been transformed for a long time, and she doesn't know how to practice, so her demon power has not increased. Forcibly consuming demon power to make the flowers bloom will only make her practice exhausted."

Grandma was startled.

The half-familiar little brother was also shocked.

On the contrary, Xiao Haitang swayed her calves indifferently, and her Haitang-colored skirt swayed in the air.

Grandma grabbed her hand immediately, "Haitang, I don't want to see flowers, so don't let them bloom."

Haitang tilted her head, "But doesn't Tangtang really want to see flowers? I heard them say that Tangtang will die soon, and after he dies, he won't be able to talk or play with me."

"Tangtang wants to see flowers, so I'll let you see flowers!"

Grandma shook her head directly, "No way. I won't watch it, I won't watch it."

Haitang didn't understand.

Mingming Tangtang really wanted to see the flowers, and she was very happy when she saw the flowers blooming.

But why, now I can’t say it anymore.

"Even if I'm not a little demon anymore, I can just practice slowly!"

Grandma disagreed. She grabbed the phone and held it firmly, "Little girl, what... what should I do? Is it not easy for her to cultivate a human form?"

Chu Luo: "Of course."

Especially in this era of lack of spiritual power, it is unknown how many years of spiritual power the little flower demon has gathered before it can be successfully transformed.

"Haitang, stop making trouble. Hurry up and take away your demon power, I don't want to see it."

Xiao Haitang was angry, "No! Tangtang likes looking at flowers."

"I won't watch it, I won't watch it!" Grandma waved her hand, but seeing Xiao Haitang was indifferent, she stood up angrily, "Why are you so disobedient, I told you I won't watch it."

Little Haitang disappeared in a flash, only the tender voice came from the Begonia tree, "Tangtang is lying."

grandmother:"……"

The half-familiar little brother quickly comforted his grandma, "Grandma, don't worry. Let's try to persuade her."