Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 27

Chapter 27 Female Ghost

Mitch was shocked. No way. She had only recited the mantra once. How could she have succeeded? It was a gifted perversion.

Susie’s eyes widened as she looked around. Wow, the world had become a lot clearer.

The desk lamp was with a circle of light and a mayfly lady quietly

crawled into his circle of light. Outside the window, Granny Laurel was having a party and there were a few ants carrying cake crumbs and running as fast as they could on their six legs.

There was also an aunt hanging from the window with her eyes staring straight at her.

Susie stared at her while the aunt poked half her head in and watched Susie with a sly glint under.

“You can see me? are you afraid of me?”

Hearing those questions, Susie violently grabbed the quilt over her head and shouted, “Master, this aunt is so ugly.”

Mitch believed what she said was true this time.

This female ghost was wandering, just passing by. He saw that the female ghost was extremely weak, less than two days to dissipate, so he ignored her. Who knew Susie would see it?

A dark aura flashed under Mitch’s eyes, suddenly excited. What a great little disciple he had taken on.

“Juicy, let me see how much potential you can have. Let’s take in this ugly girl ghost.”

The female ghost was furious. She screamed shrilly and lunged.

Mitch grabbed her long hair while saying, “Good Susie, chant with Master.”

Then, Susie followed.

But by this time Mitch had let go of his hand, and the ghost lunged at Susie under inertia.

Susie subconsciously raised her hand to a palm, and the female ghost flew out a long way.

Mitch was quick to grab the ghost by the hair and yank her back.

“Very good. Juicy, well done.”

Susie looked at her hands innocently. What happened to the little hand? Did she slap it out herself?

With a twinkle in his eye, Mitch added, “Here, go on. Fart Attack.”

The good student, Susie, was led astray by her absent-minded master, then she went on again. The result was that the female ghost, like a balloon, was popped by Susie’s fart.

Susie was so surprised that she covered her little buttocks.

The female ghost was startled. What about playing? She was just passing by, that’s too much, right? Take her live teaching?

Mitch was more excited because he never thought he got a treasure.

He could finally understand why the old artist man was so excited after taking Susie as his student.

Mitch raised his hand, and a gourd only the size of a fingernail appeared in his hand out of thin air, hanging on the red rope of Susie’s wrist.

“This is the soul gourd. It can collect orphaned souls, evil ghosts, and evil ghosts. In the future, you will use this soul gourd to help me, okay?” Mitch was so relieved and felt that this little apprentice was worth it.

Susie stared at it and asked, “Master, why do you want to collect ghosts and demons?”

The female ghost struggled and also asked indignantly, “Yes. Why do you want to take me.”

He didn’t even confiscate her when she was peeking through the window just now.

Mitch did not answer, rubbed little Susie’s hair, and said very perfunctorily, “Child does not ask so many questions.”

Susie bristled and turned her head to look at the female ghost.

It seemed because the ghost was too ugly for her that she covered her eyes with a hand, leaving a finger slit barely looking.

“Who are you, and why are you so ugly?”

The female ghost struggled to break free but it was in vain, so she said, “I am your uncle David’s former bricklayer, called May. It was retribution after doing bad things.”

Susie was stunned. Uncle David?

Her face instantly became serious, while the tiny person frowned seriously, “What bad things did you do to uncle David?”

Female ghosts did not know why she spoke out even if she did not want to tell her.

“Six years ago, your aunt Mara gave me $20,000 to sprinkle some salt in your uncle David’s tea, and I did it. Then as I got the money, the roof of the construction site fell down a large piece of plate,

smashed me to death.” She still felt unlucky now.

Susie wondered why she had to add some salt to her uncle’s tea. Why did you die just after you got paid?

Mitch narrowed his eyes and said lightly, “Kid needs to go to bed early. Don’t talk.” Then he sent the female ghost into the gourd. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

The red rope emitted a faint red light and quickly disappeared into Susie’s

wrist.

Susie lay back down and yawned and fell asleep.

Alex cocked his head and gagged, “Water, add some salt.”

***

Some people slept well this night, and some had a hard time sleeping through the night.

Mara lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

When Lulu was born, her mother did not care about her words. So, when she was talking to her that she overheard them plotting to drug David, what a coincidence that David overheard it.

At that time, David said he wanted a divorce, but how could she be willing? She had just given birth to Lulu. How could she get a divorce with two children?

Therefore, over the years, she insisted that David misheard her and that her mother was just joking and talking nonsense.

But David approached Martin and found out that there was something fishy about the accidental death of May, the female worker who helped her with the drug that year.

When Mara thought of it, she felt more annoyed, but fortunately, May died cleanly. After so many years, it was hard to check.

Unless May could come back to life. But how was that possible?

Mara didn’t want to divorce. Her feelings were real and she couldn’t let go

of her two children. Why would she divorce?

Mara didn’t feel she had a problem but thought only that Susie’s arrival had upset the balance. Everything was fine before, and it was in a mess like this once she arrived.

This kid was so annoying.

Mara did not like this niece at all, and there was even a flash of thought in her mind, kick Susie out.

***

The following day.

It was nine o’clock when Susie woke up. She rubbed her eyes sleepily and lay on the balcony to watch Craig who was watering the flowers

downstairs.

“Grandpa. Good morning.” Susie grabbed the railing and poked her little head out.

Craig was in a soothing mood and smiled, “Good morning, Susie. Don’t poke your head out. It’s dangerous. Come on downstairs and eat.”

Susie tried to take her little head back but she found herself stuck.

Susie tried the left side and the right side. How did she just get in?

Then, Susie could only grab the railing with mixed feelings, “Grandpa.”

Craig was looking up at her, “What’s wrong?”

Susie blinked innocently and said, “It seemed I get stuck.”