Zhang Ping sat up from the bed and hurriedly looked around, but found that there was no one in the bedroom, she covered her thumping chest, trying to quiet down, but found that her daughter's crying kept coming from her ears, and the sound seemed to come from her daughter's bedroom. Zhang Ping calmed down, opened the door, and walked out.

When her daughter comes home, she will live in her bedroom, Zhang Ping cautiously walked to the door of the bedroom, put her ear on the door and listened carefully, the voice was a little louder. She hesitated for a moment, still wanting to see her daughter's heart, and overwhelmed her fear, she quietly turned the doorknob, opened the door through a gap, and looked in.

All the furnishings in the room are still the same as before her daughter left, Zhang Ping's eyes passed through the gap, first the desk placed at the door, then the large wardrobe, and finally the bed by the window.

Through the moonlight outside the window, Zhang Ping suddenly saw that at the head of the bed, her daughter was sitting, she was facing away from herself, sobbing quietly in the moonlight, and she was wearing the Xiuhe dress she wore before she died.

Zhang Ping covered her mouth, and tears flowed from her eyes. Her daughter came back to see herself, she was just about to push the door open and wanted to rush in to take another look at her child, but the figure suddenly floated in front of her in an instant, the hair was scattered, and the face that was almost on her face was the daughter she thought about day and night, but those eyes shed two lines of blood and tears, and the mouth shouted at herself

"I hate, I hate it!"

Zhang Ping collapsed to the ground with a scream of fright, and when she came back to her senses, she found that the bedroom was empty. And Li Xingguo woke up in an instant when he heard his wife's screams while he was asleep, and quickly ran out.

"What's going on?" he asked anxiously, holding his wife, who was lying on the ground.

Zhang Ping looked at the room in a daze, and only cried for a while

"Woo, I, I see our daughter, my poor girl is back!"

Li Xingguo followed Zhang Ping's gaze and looked into the bedroom, but found nothing, he was a doctor, an atheist, and felt that his wife might have hallucinated due to excessive grief, so he comforted

"Alright, get up and have a drink. Alas, our daughter, if only we could come back. ”

When Zhang Ping heard this, he went crazy and beat Li Xingguo

"She's back, she's back, I see it! She said she hated, and her daughter said she hated!" Li Xingguo endured his wife's beating, and his eyes were red, so he could only hug his wife tightly and comfort him slowly. The two of them hugged their heads and cried, and they couldn't rest again this night.

The two spent the day as lonely as walking corpses, and when it came to rest at night, Zhang Ping couldn't sleep for a long time, and she found that she heard her daughter's crying again.

"Lao Li, listen to it" Zhang Ping pushed Li Xingguo, who was lying next to him, Li Xingguo didn't fall asleep at all, he sat up and was quiet for a while, and found that he hadn't heard anything, so he asked

"There's no movement, what do you hear again?"

"Listen, our daughter, weeping. Zhang Ping's expression looked a little stunned in Li Xingguo's eyes, he got up, turned on the bedroom light, walked to the door and turned on the light in the corridor, and then dragged his wife to open the door of his daughter's bedroom, but there was no one inside.

"You see, not at all, it's all your fantasy. ”

Zhang Ping looked inside and found that there was indeed no daughter, and there was no crying, the two sighed in unison and went back to the house to rest.

I haven't had a good rest recently, and both of them are very tired, and they both fell asleep in a daze after a while. Falling asleep, Zhang Ping vaguely felt that her face was a little itchy, turned over and scratched it, and after a while, it was itchy again, she opened her eyes with great effort, but saw her daughter standing by the bed, the long hair fell down and swept her face, and her daughter's bloody and tearful face was facing her.

Zhang Ping screamed in fright and fainted, Li Xingguo was woken up by his wife again, and when he saw her fainting, he quickly got up and pinched his chest, and it took a while for Zhang Ping to wake up, open his eyes and stare at Li Xingguo in a daze

"My daughter is here again, and I see her again. ”

Li Xingguo could only sigh, turned on the bedroom light, and cried with his wife. He pondered that it would not be possible to go on like this, his wife's mental state, I was afraid that something would happen. After dawn, Li Xingguo took Zhang Ping to the hospital for a comprehensive examination from head to toe, and the results of the examination found that there was no other problem except for some weakness.

Just as he was sitting in the corridor waiting for the report, the chat between the two patients next to him attracted Zhang Ping's attention.

One of the sick people said, "You know the Qiyun Temple in Qiyun Mountain, right? The old abbot before, that ability, tsk, tsk, tsk, ”

The other asked, "What are you capable of?"

In the middle of the night, my neighbor got up to go to the toilet, and saw the old lady sitting upright on the chair in the living room, her face was as white as paper, and my neighbor screamed in fright, and the next day his daughter-in-law also saw it, and you didn't know that it could scare the whole family to death. This person said it vividly, as if he was at the scene, and Zhang Ping turned his head sideways and listened carefully

Later, I heard that the old abbot of Qiyun Temple had a profound Buddhist cultivation, so I went to invite him to transcend. After inviting the old abbot, the old monk was very powerful, lit incense candles and took a peach wood sword and walked around the house, reciting the scriptures for a while, and the whole family never saw the old lady again. ”

The other person said suspiciously, "Aren't all Taoists holding peachwood swords?"

"Oh yes, yes, it's a demon pestle, and I'm wrong about it. ”

Just like that, Zhang Ping listened to his heart, took the report this afternoon, and directly inquired about the direction of Qiyun Temple, which is why he had this scene just now.

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Li Xingguo sighed and stopped talking after speaking, still looking at the vacuum with some disbelief. He didn't pay any attention to these gods and ghosts, and he always thought that his wife was just a hallucination that appeared in the transition of thoughts. Zhang Ping sobbed and said to the vacuum

"This master, please help us, I really saw my daughter, and she always said that she hated, my daughter is afraid that there is something wronged!"

After listening to the words of the husband and wife, he reached out and touched his bald head, and then he suddenly thought of something and asked

"Donor, I wonder when your daughter left?"

Zhang Ping thought about it and returned

"Counting today, my daughter, has been gone for six days. ”

Vacuum exclaimed

"Then tonight, it's the first seven!"