Ghostly mysterious girl

Chapter 992 Ghosts Never Harm Good People

From then on, Feng Shishi began to learn how to be a ghost in the underworld, and then he was really bored, so he secretly learned spells with Lele.

She lived a boring life day after day, almost moldy, and her husband never came back.

If she had known that the underworld was so boring, it would have been better for her to go to reincarnation and be a human being.

It's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in the world, everything is a foregone conclusion.

……

After an unknown number of years, Feng Kongkong finally reached his thirties.

Under the care of Feng Kongkong and the two senior brothers, Fenggui Mansion has returned to its former glory, while the other three exorcist sects are gradually declining, especially the Sect of All Beings.

There are overgrown weeds in front of the gate of Zhongsheng, and it is endlessly desolate. Although there is an old monk sweeping the floor in front of the gate every day, it still cannot hide the loneliness of the sect.

After a lapse of ten years, Yan Zhengting once again came to the gate of sentient beings.

There is a solitary tomb standing on the back mountain, and the words "Tomb of Master Longxu" are engraved on the tombstone.

Yan Zhengting stood in front of the tomb, burned a stick of incense, and remained silent without speaking.

A gust of wind blew, brushing the hair on the man's forehead.

At this time, a ten-year-old girl ran over, hugged the man's arm, and said with a smile, "Father, who are you offering incense to?"

Glancing at the name on the tombstone, he murmured, "Master Longxu... who is it?"

Yan Zhengting looked down at Sweetheart's round face. She looked very similar to Shi Shi, but her face was a little bit sharper than Shi Shi's, so it could be said that she was more beautiful than Shi Shi.

However, in Yan Zhengting's heart, Shi Shi will always be the most beautiful woman in the world.

No matter how sweet and cute Tianxin is, it is far inferior to his time.

"He is my mother's friend." Yan Zhengting said indifferently.

Sweetheart pouted, "Mom has a lot of friends, but all of Mom's friends are dead..."

In recent years, my father often went to remote mountainous areas to offer incense to some people she didn't know. Everyone was my mother's friend. Like my mother, they were no longer alive.

Sweetheart was still young, so she didn't understand that her father did this to commemorate his dead wife.

Whenever Yan Zhengting sees the old people related to Shishi, he will clearly think of all kinds of things that Shishi is still alive in this world.

Her smile, her tears, her arrogant appearance, the appearance of her being wounded and vomiting blood... She is so real, even after so many years of death, he can still feel her presence in every corner of the world .

Time is her specialty, as long as time does not stand still, Shishi will live forever in the world.

Even if... it's just the past time.

Yan Zhengting suddenly turned around and walked down the mountain, "Sweetheart, let's go back."

"Dad, where are we staying tonight? There is no hotel near here, do you want to camp? What if you encounter a ghost? Just now at the foot of the mountain, I heard a villager say that the neighborhood is often haunted."

"Ghosts never harm good people, you don't have to worry."

"really?"

"Ah."

……

The father and daughter stepped on the bumpy mountain road and went all the way down the mountain.

A Land Rover was parked at the foot of the mountain. After getting in the car, Yan Zhengting drove it.

Sweetheart sat in the back seat of the car, looking at the darkening sky, her heart grew more and more frightened.

"Dad, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid."

Every time Yan Zhengting opened his mouth, he said these few words calmly, but they couldn't calm down his daughter's inner fear.

The car passed through the dense forest, and Sweetheart was afraid that the car would break down suddenly, and then they would be trapped in the mountains, in case they encountered wild ghosts...

(End of this chapter)