Ghost Husband's Too Shy

"Do you know the owner of the tomb?" Ling Xiao asked me.

I shook my head and wondered why my parents would let me do this.

"Even if I don't know, I believe my parents. I believe this is their distress signal. I've never dreamed of such a strange thing, so I'm going to find the owner of the grave."

I firmly said, while still thinking silently, I finally changed the topic that I ignored Ling Xiao just now.

"Well, I'm going. I'll go with you." There was nothing else to say. Ling Xiao just gently touched my head.

I looked at him gratefully and nodded.

Unknowingly, without my parents, I can only rely on Ling Xiao.

I quickly sorted everything out and went to see my parents with the doctor.

They lay in bed, still as they came out of the house yesterday, peaceful and calm, but fell asleep.

Everything is fine except for the eye-catching machines around them.

I looked at them deeply and felt nervous. I believe that the soul of my parents in my dream is true, but I don't believe in my ability.

I'm afraid if I make a mistake, my parents may never come back.

"Wait for me." I murmured this sentence, turned and left with Ling Xiao.

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When I reached the gate of the first cemetery, I couldn't help sighing.

It all happened yesterday. I actually made the mistake of going to the wrong cemetery

However, I looked at Ling Xiao beside me. Well, it doesn't matter if I go wrong. The gears of fate always rub inadvertently. All encounters in the world are a plan.

And the meeting between Ling Xiao and me is the same.

The pattern in the first cemetery and the second cemetery is similar, so I didn't react until I made a mistake.

I took a deep breath when I found the familiar grave.

I cut my finger with a blade and dropped blood in front of the grave. I don't know whether it's true or false. Just try and understand.

Blood slowly adsorbs on the ground, and penetrates down a little bit.

I put my finger in my mouth and sucked it to stop bleeding. The thick smell of blood didn't make me feel sick and vomiting, probably because it was my own blood.

One second, two seconds, nothing happened. Time kept moving forward with my heartbeat.

I'm a little disappointed.

"Ling Xiao, isn't it... There's no owner of the grave at all."

"I don't know." He was numb and indifferent.

He stood and waited for a while. The blood was dry, but nothing happened.

Don't say anything about the owner of the grave, he doesn't even have a soul.

I think it really won't happen. My parents have always been human beings in the new century, educated, and have forgotten the existence of these things at the critical moment.

Maybe that dream is just a dream

When will my parents wake up.

A cavity of expectation, slowly passing, turned into a little loss and helplessness.

I turned around and said, "let's go. Maybe I think too much. It's just a dream."

Ling Xiao glanced at me and took my hand: "let's go."

But suddenly, things took a turn.

We turned around. Just as they were about to leave, a burst of white light rushed out of the grave behind us and pierced Ling Xiao's back.

It happened so suddenly that I took Ling Xiao's hand and suddenly felt his shaking.

My heart shrank sharply.

Looking back at the tomb, there was nothing in an instant! As if it had never happened, even the white light disappeared without a trace.

Ling Xiao frowned and slowly fell to the ground and let go of my hand.

Panic and fear come so suddenly and violently.

I squatted down to help Ling Xiao, but although he was a male ghost, he also had the same weight as a normal man.

"Ling Xiao, are you okay? How are you? How do you feel? "

I was flustered. For a moment, I didn't know what to do. My head was empty and looked at the people on the ground.

"An Jiling, you're shaking." Even if his face was pale and powerless, Ling Xiao still had the mind to talk to me about this mess.

"What's the matter with you! Does it hurt? What should I do? What should I do? It's impossible to go to the hospital. "

"Are you worried about me? Worried? "

"Woo woo, Ling Xiao, your body is too cold. I don't know what your current situation is. Can you stand up and go? Let's go home!" I cried with worry.

"An Jiling, why are you crying so cute this time? Am I blind?"

Ling Xiao didn't respond to what I said. His words didn't express his meaning. I was a little angry.

"What are you talking about? It's a mess! Do you know that the beam just passed directly through your body! Damn it, you still have the heart to say here that I am here and that I am there! "

"Shh." The end of my roar, Ling Xiao reluctantly made a silent action鈥?Ann Jiling, it's too noisy. My ear hurts. "

I slapped Ling Xiao on the head.

It's too much. I think he hurts like this. I thought it was a very serious injury.

I'm still in the mood to joke with me! won 't listen to reason!

I got up angrily and walked towards the grave, leaving Ling Xiao sitting alone.

"Shit, the owner of the grave? Suck my blood? Not yet? Even if it doesn't appear! And hurt people with Yin moves! Your grandmother has a leg. You have the ability to come out! Do you have the ability to compete with me! What is it! Hurt the people around me with my blood. You've been in the land for a long time. Your brain is covered with shit, right! You came out! "

I roared angrily, pointing to the grave and yelling.

The pain and anger in my heart were vented bit by bit through my sharp voice.

The tears in the eyes condensed into tears. When the wind blows, it hurts.

After shouting for a long time, the tomb looked like nothing had happened.

There is no so-called master at all, not a ghost!

But the white light column just now really appeared.

I don't know why it's gone again. I don't understand. I'm also very depressed. I cursed the air for a long time. Fortunately, no one came to sweep the grave now, otherwise I might be regarded as a neuropathy and sent to a mental hospital.

Wipe the tears on his face with his hand at will. As soon as he turned and looked at Ling Xiao, he looked at me with a smile. His eyes were bright and dark. I didn't know what he was thinking.

I walked over angrily and looked down at him.

"What are you looking at? It doesn't hurt, does it! It doesn't hurt anymore. Go home with my mother. "