After returning to the city, the real daughter of Xuanxue just wants to start a career

The middle-aged ghost shook his head, and the black mist continued to fill in: "It's not because of father and son."

The child ghost looked sarcastic: "Why, you are not my father? I mean, you have a green grassland on your head!"

Bai Mozheng's jaw dropped again: "This kid doesn't look more than 10 years old, how come he knows everything?"

Bai Zhiyu looked up at the gray sky: "Brother, the waves behind you in the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. You, the wave ahead, are about to be beaten to death on the beach."

The middle-aged ghost heard the sound and glanced at the three siblings.

I had seen these three strangers before. The two men were fine. From a distance, they seemed to have an aura of wealth and nobility. The most unpredictable thing is the woman next to him.

The middle-aged ghost just glanced at it and felt that his aura was a little disordered. His legs were so weak that he couldn't stand properly and almost fell to the ground.

Earlier, it heard the ghost messenger mention the word "adult", so it thought that this woman must be some big shot in the underworld.

It should be what Gui Cha said, a leadership inspection?

Absolute bureaucracy. Hum hum, if they want to watch, just let them sit aside and watch.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged ghost turned to face the child ghost again, without getting angry: "You are indeed my son, and you are indeed me."

The child ghost was stunned and looked confused: "What do you mean?"

The middle-aged ghost did not explain, but started telling stories.

"Shortly after your sister was born, I got seriously ill. Unfortunately, after I recovered, I was unable to have a second child for two consecutive years. I went for a checkup at that time and found that it was a physical defect, and I have never had any children since."

"I didn't believe it, so I went to the Earth Temple in the village to pray for blessings. That night, I had a dream. In the dream, a golden light came to me and told me that if I want a son, I have to sleep alone. Every night when I fall asleep , just light four candles at the four corners of the bed for 7 days, and then sleep with your mother, and you will have a child."

"Are you really good at sleeping with four candles for seven days, not working hard, and praying to seven stars? Or four, seven, twenty-eight stars descend to earth to give you a son! When did the earth and stars control fertility?"

The middle-aged ghost was not at all uncomfortable with these ironies.

And He Yue, who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, suddenly raised his head, and the mystery in his heart was suddenly solved.

It turns out that it is the Four Directions Soul Dividing Sacrifice.

The middle-aged ghost moved two chairs to the door and made a "please" gesture to the two ghost servants. Guizhan was stunned for a moment.

"Two adults, please take a seat."

It's rare to see such a calm and familiar ghost.

The tall ghost touched his nose: "Hu Xingwang, you don't have much time. We have to leave as soon as possible."

"Sir, I will not leave until the matter is explained clearly." Hu Xingwang said, looking at his son Hu Abao, and continued: "Later, you were born."

Hu Xingwang looked at Hu Abao, the love in his eyes could not be hidden: "But since the first day you were born, I have had a strange feeling. It feels like there is something missing in my body and mind, that kind of empty, as if Lost something very important in life.”

"However, this feeling was diluted by the joy of your birth. The baby we have been most looking forward to finally came to our home, and everyone is very happy."

"As you grow up a little, I will find that you and I are very, very close, so close that you are almost clinging to me."

"It turns out that I didn't think much about it. I just thought that you are the one I've been looking forward to for a long time. Maybe Fu Zhengshen heard my voice, so you are more special..."

Hu Abao reached out and patted his mouth, showing his impatience: "Is there more? That's all? Mr. Ghost, I've been waiting for a long time. Let's have some exciting and exciting topics."

The tall and short ghost listened with great interest.

Hu Xingwang asked: "Do you still remember how I died?"

Hu Abao's face didn't show much emotion, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"I don't know what this has to do with me." "Since you entered elementary school, you have been talking back and quarreling with me. I thought it was puberty that was advanced."

The light in Hu Xingwang's eyes flickered, and there was a trace of regret and fear in his tone.

"But every move you make lacks the innocence of a child and looks like an adult imitating a child. All this makes me feel incredible."

"I can't even figure out why this is... I'm so ridiculous that I see my own shadow in you, my shadow as an adult. It's not the simple inheritance from father to son."

"Until the past few months, you suddenly started to become more irritable. Every time you saw me, I could see hunger and... murderous intent in your eyes. It's hard to imagine that this was the expression of a nine-year-old child. Can have it.”

"Two days ago, while I was carrying the meal I brought you, I suddenly felt a chill behind me. It was a chill that came from the bottom of my heart. Before I could turn around, a sharp pain penetrated my waist. Then came two knives, three knives, four knives..."

As Hu Xingwang talked more, the black air above Hu Abao's head became more and more rampant, trembling uneasily like a flower branch swaying in the wind and rain.

As if he was afraid of hearing something that would be unacceptable to him, Hu Abao suddenly shouted: "Shut up! Stop talking!"

"Abao..."

Hu Xingwang stared at his son with loving and sad eyes.

"Do you still remember? You stabbed Dad with twenty-one knives one after another. It hurt so much, my body and my heart all hurt."

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Hu Abao was more frightened and angry every time.

The movement in the yard woke up the rest of the Hu family.

The Hu family put on their clothes and walked to the yard. What they heard was Hu Xingwang's tearful accusation.

"Abao, turn around, what I see is the madness in your eyes like a beast. You even stretched out your hand, dug into my wound, pulled out a piece, and put it in your mouth. You are not you in the first place, I can't Let you not be me!"

"At that time, I used my last strength to smash my job on your head. After that, I could never see any light again. Now that I think about it, we are both dead. It's good."

"Abao, after I die, after you die, I have figured out all the confusion. You rely on my soul and my life to live. If I die, how can you survive. Hahahaha Haha... so funny..."

After listening to Hu Xingwang's story, He Yue's thoughts were sorted out, and Xiaoxiao Le on his mobile phone was cleared.

When she came in from the village entrance, everything she walked was dead silent.

There is a strange aura attached to the lives of the villagers.

Indescribably weird, yet harmless.

Combined with the information given by Judge Cui, it becomes clear.

Every household has something they want, so they will be controlled by that thing, become its puppet, and lose themselves.

But now, with Hu Abao's death, the Hu family's wish has ended, and the power of control has naturally weakened.

Hu Yingying is young and her recovery is relatively slow.

That's why He Yue saw the numbness in her eyes.

As for other families, their wishes have not been extinguished and are still hanging, so they are naturally under control.

I was really confused about whether to post this plot today, haha, but I did it anyway.

Also, Happy New Year, my dears, may you be rich and beautiful in the new year~