Chapter 610

"Eric, mom's here, mom's here."

On the seat, the lady dressed in a red windbreaker, with exquisite and perfect makeup, and dressed very appropriately held the trembling little boy in her arms.

"Mom," the boy's golden eyes were full of fear and fear. His little hand tightly grasped the corner of his mother's clothes, but his eyes looked uncontrollably into the aisle of the plane, "he followed me, and he got on the plane with me!"

"Don't come here, don't come here!"

Almost the whole cabin was looking at the mother and son. Beside the mother and son with Western faces sat a white haired but hale and hearty Oriental old man. He stood up in front of the eyes of the people and bowed in the direction of the passengers in a gentle and humble tone, "Sorry, my grandson is ill. We are here to treat him. If you are disturbed, please forgive me."

The old man looked kind and spoke with a degree of hesitation, which dispelled the irritability and anger of many passengers.

"Forget it. After all, it's a child. There's nothing I can do when I'm sick."

"It's okay, it's okay."

“……”

The passengers sat down again.

The old man smiled apologetically, "thank you for your kindness."

From beginning to end, Yan Tao's eyes fell on the blonde boy who looked about seven or eight years old.

Eric screamed and found that he had added a lot of trouble to Grandpa. He grabbed his mother's clothes tightly with his fingers and buried his head in his mother's arms.

From Yan Tao's perspective, you can clearly see the child trembling with fear and his legs trembling.

There were three or four ghosts lying on the ground in the corridor. Yantao saw them when he came in.

She is a man of cultivation. She brings her own heaven and earth noble righteousness. When those ghosts see her, they all avoid it with fear.

The girl's eyes were like crystal clear glass. She picked them. Her eyes stayed on the boy's back for a moment and turned away indifferently.

"Hoo!"

"Hoo!"

"Hoo!"

The sound of the dark wind.

The imps approached the boy slowly.

Many passengers felt a shade on the soles of their feet, which seemed to emanate from the coffin.

They shivered with cold.

Yantao's pretty eyebrows raised. She turned her eyes indifferently and her eyes fell gently.

He saw the boy carefully sticking his head out of his mother's arms.

For a moment, the two ghosts turned into evil spirits, opened their fangs, and the ghost jumped at the boy with a smile.

Eric's pupils contracted in an instant, his fear was extreme, his hair stood up, and his face turned pale to the extreme.

However, he still remembered the trouble he had caused to his grandfather and mother. He bit his lips and bit hard to bleed. The smell of fishy and sweet spread into his mouth. He didn't make any sound.

may not.

Don't shout.

Eric was like a stubborn little lion with a flash in his eyes. He almost bit a piece of meat off his mouth.

The two ghosts deliberately floated behind it, slowly put their cold hands on the boy's shoulder, and sent out all kinds of ghostly laughter on his ears.

Eric's face was whiter, as pale as a piece of paper.

Yan Tao's eyes moved.

Her plain white finger pointed at the midpoint of the water cup. Her fingertips were covered with drops of water. She suddenly bent her fingers and popped out.

The water droplets stained with some golden light, wrapped in the fierce wind, penetrated the ghosts' bodies, and finally splashed on the window of the plane.