The vengeful spirit glared with a pair of unfocused, deep and dark eyes, without any whites. Her entire eyes were black and gray. She grinned, revealing a row of pitch-black teeth. Her extended hand had very long, sharp nails aimed at Little Taotie's fair little face.
Little Taotie remained calm and let her swat around aimlessly.
Only to see the sharp nails pass through Little Taotie's body, unable to harm her in the slightest.
Little Taotie giggled mischievously, "Sister, you're already a Ghost, not an Evil Spirit, so you can't hurt me!"
Resentment coiled up, and the Ghost was furious, pouncing at her once again.
The little one sighed, sounding mature beyond her years, "Alright, let me help you."
Her chubby little hand reached for the swirling resentment, pulling it apart like unwinding a ball of yarn...
Unwind it, unwind it...
