I light incense to worship the gods

I was annoyed by the noise and went out to see what was going on.

I opened the door and walked out and saw a woman wearing a white robe kneeling near the door.

I took a closer look and saw that this woman was neither a ghost nor a fairy, but a spirit.

"Why are you crying?" I turned my hand away and asked coldly.

The spirit was not surprised. Instead, it faced me and raised its head, "Xiangu, please help me."

The moment she raised her head, I was completely frightened.

Her face was covered in blood and flesh, with gouges and ravines on it, as if she had been cut countless times by sharp objects.

I walked around her, "Is it you who has been following Feng Yi? Or is it you?"

Feng Yi is the name of Feng Hua's father. Feng Hua said it once when he was chatting with Feng Hua.

"Yes." The spirit replied quickly.

It suddenly dawned on me that the evasive and unclear things I saw in the hospital were not ghosts, but rather spiritual beings.

In fact, the boundary between spirits and ghosts is not clear. In my case, spirits are a kind of energy after the death of animals with a certain level of cultivation.

Unlike ghosts, they cannot enter the underworld immediately, and because of their own cultivation, they can transform into an energy with independent consciousness and ability.

"What do you want me to do for you?" I asked.

Then these spirits sent a representative to tell me their demands and reasons.

After I heard this, I was silent for a long time.Then he went to the grass to grab a few handfuls of hay, skillfully and quickly weaved a few straw figures and threw them on the ground.

After doing all this, I went back to the house to rest.

When I got up the next day, Wu Bufan and the others had already returned from the fields.

Feng Hua's family's fields have been harvested.

When we met in the dining room, I noticed that Wu Bufan looked at me a little strangely, with a strange alienation.

I didn't bother to pay attention and went back to the house after eating.

Until noon, an uncle from the village ran over and said that something had happened to Feng Hua's father, Feng Yi.

When I heard it, I wasn't surprised. After all, I expected this ending.

Feng Hua stabilized his body and suddenly ran out.

Wu Bufan followed behind me, but before he went out, he looked back at me.

I felt a little uncomfortable with their gazes, so after thinking about it, I followed them.

When she arrived in the field, Feng Hua stood in front of a harvesting truck, her whole body was stunned, her eyes were confused, tears were hidden in her eyes, everything seemed to be frozen.

There were more than a dozen people standing around, including a man in his 40s, and there was blood all around the ground.

This picture is what I saw that day.

I looked at the blood on the ground and said nothing.

"Huahua..." Wu Bufan's voice was hoarse and choked, and he reached out to grab her.

Feng Hua turned back mechanically, clenched his fist, and shook off his hand, "Didn't you say that you want me to believe you? Is this what you said is okay?"

Wu Bufan's mouth moved, but in the end he still didn't say a word of explanation.Feng Hua slowly knelt on the ground, looked at the fragmented blood on the ground, and cried loudly.

From that day on, Feng Hua became taciturn.

Feng Hua buried Feng Yi, and according to their local custom, the corpse was buried three days later.

Feng Hua told her brother that her father had passed away. Although both siblings were very sad, they decided to hide it for a while in order to take care of their mother's health.

Her brother also casually found an excuse to take a few more days off, allowing Feng Hua to stay at home to attend to his father's funeral.

We all know that Feng Hua is holding back her strength at this moment. After all, her mother has fallen and her younger brother is still young and she has to take care of her mother, so as the eldest sister, she must take on this responsibility.

Wu Bufan used to do simple things, and he was also a very good person, so he was quite familiar with these things. At this time, as his boyfriend, he had to step forward and help with the arrangements.After all, when it comes to Feng Hua, he uses the best in life, procedures, and items, and the purchases are considered beautiful.

Looking at Feng Hua kneeling in front of the grave wearing mourning clothes, his little face was pale and bloodless, as if he had grown up all of a sudden.

Seeing Feng Hua like this, I felt vaguely uncomfortable.

It wasn't until the day after the burial that she found us.

"Bu Fan, I have something to tell you." Feng Hua's voice was cold and calm.

Wu Bufan walked over, squatted in front of her, and said softly, "Say."

"Thanks to you these days, otherwise I wouldn't know how to survive. Thank you very much!" Feng Hua looked at Wu Bufan gratefully.

"Huahua, thank you for our relationship. This is what I should do." After finally seeing Feng Hua give him a good face these days, Wu Bufan said quickly.

However, when the conversation changed, Feng Hua became calm again and took out a piece of paper from behind his back, "This is my father's suicide note. His last wish is that I break up with you, so from today on, we break up, you It's you and me. This is the money you paid for my dad's funeral and your hard-earned money. I asked about the market price. A master of your level costs at least 1 yuan. This is 3 yuan in total, which is not enough for you. Tell me again."

As she spoke, she placed a wad of money on the table, her tone as calm as if this was really a transaction.

Wu Bufan looked at her with red eyes, "Do you really want to be so clear about it?"

Feng Hua nodded decisively, "Yes, after all, you do these things with cause and effect."

Wu Bufan suddenly smiled and said, "Can you show me the suicide note first?"

Feng Hua handed it to him without emotion.

Wu Bufan took it and glanced at it, then walked to the table and became much calmer.He picked up the money, counted it, and handed some back, "You don't need that much. The land is yours. The coffin is not expensive after negotiating the price. What kind of master am I? It's not worth the money. Fifteen thousand That’s enough.”

He was not as unreasonable as other couples when they broke up. Instead, he was very calm. He took the money and walked out. He suddenly stopped when he reached the door, but did not look back. "I will leave tomorrow. Take care of yourself in the future." , if you have anything, you can tell me. If you don’t want to see me, just..."

Wu Bufan glanced at me and said, "Just tell Dongdong and let her tell me."

I glanced at Feng Hua, but she didn't respond or speak.I also walked over, picked up the suicide note and took a look. What was written in it was Feng Yi's love for Feng Hua and several children, as well as guilt and past mistakes.

There are things in this life and things in the previous life.

Why did he write a suicide note?As a mortal, it is impossible for him to know the date of his death.

It seems that those spirits succeeded.

They told Feng Yi's past and released him to be robbed. No matter how strict Wu Bufan was, they still let him be taken out from under their noses.

From this point of view, I am also half a murderer.

I suddenly felt a little panicked and didn't know how to face Feng Hua. (End of chapter)