Alana Murray spoke decisively, "Susie Murray, let's go back."

Upon hearing about ghosts, Susie Murray showed no fear.

She even said, "Nice, Master likes ghosts the most."

When she saw Mitch Dubin float forward, she chased after him and told her grandma

"Grandma, stay here and wait for me!"

Alana Murray took a look and wondered if it was worth it.

"Susie!" she yelled, and hurriedly chased after her while taking out her phone to call Martin Murray.

After crossing the forest boundary, it began to feel like it was getting dark.

Just as Alana Murray had seen Susie Murray in front of her, she disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She was the only one in the empty woods, and an unknown bird flew past with a squeak, causing her to feel so scared that she was about to cry.

"Susie! Susie!" she shouted.

Suddenly, the bushes rustled, and she nervously looked over, only to see Susie Murray come out with a "little devil" on her back.

The little devil was covered in blood, with black hands drooping down, wet clothes, and hair all over his face.

It was easy for Susie Murray to carry him on her back, so what Alana Murray saw was the "little devil" lightly floating behind Susie Murray...

Alana Murray suddenly thought of the term "ghost possession" in her mind.

"Susie..." Alana Murray covered her chest and her voice trembled.

Susie Murray looked up blankly, only to find that Alana Murray had also entered, with a frightened look on her face.

She immediately threw the "little devil" behind her, and it fell to the ground with a muffled hum.

Susie Murray ignored it and ran over to hug Alana Murray.

Alana Murray thought she was scared and was about to comfort her, but she heard the little Susie 's milky voice saying,

"Oh~ oh~ Grandma is good, grandma is not afraid! I'm here!"

Alana Murray, “……”

At first, she didn't feel anything, but after Susie Murray dealt with the situation, her eyes turned red.

"Susie, don't leave me behind!" Alana Murray hugged her and choked up.

She was really afraid that Susie Murray would have an accident.

Susie Murray blamed himself even more and patted Alana Murray, saying, "It's my fault! Grandma, I'm sorry..."

She had promised her mother to take care of her grandmother, but she had just left her behind. Susie Murray felt like an irresponsible child.

Martin Murray hurried over to see the two of them, one old and one young, crying.

“……”

"What's going on?!" he hurried forward and suddenly noticed the "little ghost" not far away, immediately standing guard in front of Alana Murray and Susie Murray.

The rest of the Murray family arrived soon after.

The parrot stood on a nearby branch flapping his wings and cackling, "Yo yo, there's a little ghost. There's a little ghost! Check it out!"

Martin Murray, "..."

He squinted, walked forward, and nudged the "little ghost" on the ground with his toe, flipping it over.

But it wasn't a ghost, it was a little boy.

"It's a little boy," Martin Murray said. "Don't be afraid."

Alana Murray grabbed Susie Murray's hand and asked, "A little boy? Is he dead?"

Susie Murray shook her head. "He's not dead."

Just now, she thought it was a real ghost, but when she ran over to take a look, it turned out to be a little boy.

Her father always said that saving a life was better than building a seven-story pagoda, so she carried the little boy out, but she didn't expect to scare her grandmother.

Martin Murray squatted down, checked the boy's pulse, and said, "He's definitely not dead."

Michael Murray frowned. "How can there be a child in this forest?"

The Murray brothers looked at the little boy on the ground and decided to try and save him since he was still alive.

Martin Murray went to check his breathing and pulse while Michael Murray called 911 and 120.

Mitch Dubin floated nearby, very happy.

"See, I just taught you medicine in the morning, and now you have a practical case," he said. "This is a classic case of losing one of the three souls and seven spirits. Later, the master will teach you how to save him."

Little Susie Murray nodded, "Mhmm, saving a life is better than building a seven-story boom."

Mitch Dubin's mouth twitched.

It's a seven-story pagoda, not a seven-story boom.

But seeing the little cutie's puzzled expression, Mitch Dubin thought it was funny and he intentionally didn't correct her.

Alana Murray, who couldn't help, was stunned, "...huh? What's a boom?"

Susie Murray was also confused.

In the Bishop family, she naturally didn't hear expressions like "saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."

So she couldn't understand why saving a life was better than a seven-story boom.

"Grandma, what does 'better than' mean?"

Alana Murraywas momentarily stumped and said, "It means 'equal to' or 'more powerful than.'"

It's a Buddhist term, not easy to explain...

Susie Murray understood and asked eagerly, "So what's a seven-story boom?"

Why is saving a life better than a seven-story boom?

Alana Murray couldn't help but chuckle and said, "It's a seven-story pagoda, not a seven-story boom."

Little Susie Murray immediately repeated, "Seven-story pagoda."

Alana Murray taught very seriously.

Little Susie Murray learned very seriously.

Finally, the little cutie understood that it was a seven-story pagoda, not a seven-story boom boom, and turned around and gave Mitch Dubin a dirty look.

She could tell from the smirk on her master's face that he did it on purpose.

"Hmph, Master is such a big meanie!"

At that moment, Ryan Murray said, "Alright, let's take him back first."

Susie Murray quickly asked, "Did the little boy wake up?"

Ryan Murray picked up the boy and said, "He's still conscious, but his breathing and heartbeat are stable."

The group headed towards the tent, waiting for the police car and ambulance to arrive. Even with Ryan Murray's excellent medical skills, they couldn't tell if the little boy had any internal injuries in this wilderness.

It was getting dark, and the Mia Lambert family in the distance saw Murray's group carrying something and using a flashlight to come back, feeling curious.

"What is it...?" Mia Lambert's mother muttered.

Mia Lambert's father said, "Looks like a child."

Mia Lambert's mother exclaimed, but in the dim light, they didn't see Susie Murray sitting in a wheelchair with Murray's old lady. She asked in a hurry, "Did something happen to Susie Murray?"

If it were true... that would be retribution.

Mia Lambert's mother's eyes flickered and she said, "I'll go take a look."

Mia 's father stopped her, "Isn't there enough trouble already? I'll go, you stay here."

If something really happened to Murray's little baby, they still had to go check it out.

Mia Lambert's father went over.

Mia Lambert stretched her neck, but she couldn't see anything, and the more she thought about Susie Murray being in trouble, the happier she felt, but she still made a worried expression on her little face, "Mommy, is Susie Murray okay?"

Mia Lambert's mother said, "She should be okay..."

I don't know how long they waited, but Mia Lambert's father hurried back.

He whispered, "It's not Susie Murray, it's another little boy! The clothes he's wearing are from Sdnchv."

Mia Lambert's mother was taken aback, "Sdnchv? That child wouldn't be... from the Stevenson family, would he?"

In recent years, Sdnchv had stopped making clothes for the public and only focused on serving some big families. They served some aristocrats abroad and only served the Murray, Stevenson, and Mortan families domestically.

Murray's several children were here, and the Mortan family didn't have any children, so the child could only be from the Stevenson family...

The couple looked at each other, excitement flashing in their eyes.

The little prince of the Stevenson family had been kidnapped.

The Stevenson family searched for several days but couldn't find him.

If they reported to the Stevenson family first, saying that they had found the little prince...