When Xiao Tong returned, his master rewarded him with a lollipop. Xiao Tong turned his back to eat it, while the Little Ghost with the pale face and black lips swirled around him, "Give me a bite, give me a bite…"
"So annoying! This is a reward from Master!"
With a crunch, Xiao Tong quickly bit the lollipop to pieces.
The Little Ghost with the pale face and black lips rolled around in the air, wailing and crying. Ghosts have always been unpleasant to hear when they cry, and with her purposely crying loudly, the Old Taoist rubbed his temples and tossed over a lollipop.
The Little Ghost with the pale face and black lips immediately stopped crying, leaned in close to the lollipop, and inhaled deeply: "Smells so good, so good~"
The lollipop never touched her, yet it visibly shrank, eventually turning into a white stick that dropped to the ground.
Xiao Tong snorted, picked up the lollipop stick, "I've told you so many times, stop littering!"
