Those who don't know are fearless.

They also didn't know that there were more ghosts in this playground of the wraiths than they had imagined.

Looking at that amount, just one person has a mouthful, and the two of them are not enough to divide these things.

These things are clearly divided into two parts, one is made up of very fierce imps, the small one is just an unborn blood ball, and the large one is at most ten years old.

On the other hand, there are cowering and timid adults.

Faced with the group of sharp-toothed things on the other side, they were both resentful and afraid.

It's just that those little ghosts are vicious, but they are unexpectedly not entangled in cause and effect, and their breath is extraordinarily pure.

On the contrary, it is the adult ghost who was captured and enslaved by these little ghosts, with blood on the top of his head, and he is riddled with debts.

Some of them are abortionists, some are abusers.... The experiences are different, but one thing is the same, and that is that they have all done bad things to their children.

Vicious people, such as Liu Jiaxiang and Chen Shangcheng, were made into specimens, and their souls were enslaved.

And the others .... Often, two red threads are separated from the body of a resentful spirit, which are wrapped around two adult souls, one male and one female.

Su Li had seen it before, and the happy family of three who lived opposite her was among them.

The little girl looked at the pair of men and women opposite with malice, and her mouth squirmed: Mom and Dad, you can't escape.

The man and woman greeted the little girl in fear and hatred, and shouted frantically: "We are not your parents..."

Little girl: "Mom and Dad are also Mom and Dad who borrowed it... We are a happy family. ”

Hell will not disappear, and the spirits will not disperse.

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"Madam, the bird's nest is stewed and ready to eat. ”

Ling Xiaolan waved her hand lazily, and the wrinkles between her eyebrows had not dissipated.

She leaned weakly on the couch, her elbows propped up half of her body, not knowing what she was thinking.

The energetic son walked in with a basketball and asked with concern, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Xiaolan lifted her spirits and smiled reluctantly: "It's okay." ”

Changing the subject, he said, "If you want to eat something at night, I will call the kitchen to prepare it for you." ”

The son kissed Ling Xiaolan's side, sat down next to her, and said thoughtful words, "As long as you eat with your mother, whatever you eat is sweet." ”

Her son's words made Ling Xiaolan's heart flutter, and she even felt a lot better, and scolded with a smile: "Flim tongue." ”

"What are you mother and son talking about, so happy?" When the person reached middle age, Yuan Zizi, who still maintained a good figure, fell on the mother and son in front of him with doting eyes, and he also squeezed over with great interest, hugged Ling Xiaolan affectionately, and took a sip on his face in front of his son.

The son couldn't stand it and said with disgust: "You guys are really enough, sprinkle dog food in front of me, be careful I also go out to find a little girlfriend for you." ”

Ling Xiaolan smiled sweetly and pushed Yuan Zizi, and then warned her son without any deterrence: "I don't allow it, now you are in the learning stage." ”

Their son was taught well, and hurriedly coaxed: "Yes, yes, yes, the queen mother has the final say." ”

Ling Xiaolan pretended to be angry and said, "Stinky boy..."

Yuan Zizi immediately followed and said, "What queen mother, your mother is my eternal little princess." ”

Ling Xiaolan was overjoyed by the two men in the family, one older and one younger, and her original depressed hearts for no reason had long since disappeared.

After a family of three had a meal affectionately, without her son by her side, Ling Xiaolan returned to her thoughtful appearance this time.

It stands to reason that her life has been smooth enough.

Among the celebrities and ladies in a circle, there is no one who does not envy her Ling Xiaolan.

The husband and wife are harmonious, the son is filial, and the life is comfortable and comfortable.... The biggest worry is whether to choose a red dress or a green skirt tomorrow.

But these days, she is mentally restless for no reason, and she always feels that something bad will happen.

"Husband, I always feel heavy and uncomfortable. ”

Yuan thought about it for a while, and suggested: "Tomorrow, the wife of the Li family is going to worship the Buddha, so it is better for you to follow and relax." ”

There will always be some attention to the amount of business, regardless of whether you believe in it or not.

Moreover, these famous temples are located in AAA-level scenic spots, whether they pray to God or worship Buddha or not, they are also a good place to visit as scenery.

Yuan Zizi: "Let's go out for a walk together." ”

Ling Xiaolan nodded noncommittally.

Even if Yuan didn't say it herself, she also had the idea of finding a master to take a look at it for herself.

For so many years, she had never remembered that incident, she thought she had completely forgotten it, but in the past few days, she has frequently remembered it in her dreams.

It seems to be heralding something.

When she thought of that incident, Ling Xiaolan didn't regret it, but she was more happy.

Sometimes she wondered what would have happened if the child was still alive.

Maybe the husband found out what she had done wrong, and they wouldn't have the happy days they have now.

Although she was ashamed, from the bottom of her heart, the child and the man were so gone, and she was relieved in her heart.

It's just that... It's inevitable that I'm a little sorry for Yuan.

However, Ling Xiaolan quickly dispelled her guilt, because... She later worked so hard to give birth to a smarter and cuter child for her husband.

This child carries the full love of the two of them, from pregnancy to growth, both of them are involved in the whole process, and the love they pay is definitely not comparable to the previous one.

Ling Xiaolan quickly forced herself to stop thinking about the past.

If you want to blame it, blame that child for being blessed.

On the second day, Yuan and Ling Xiaolan met with Mrs. Li in the ancient temple.

Mrs. Li believes in Buddhism, and always comes to worship the Buddha on the fifteenth day of the new year.

One of Yuan's most recent major projects has cooperated with the Li family, and this is today's trip.

The wife of the Li family went to chant the Buddha alone, and the husband and wife of the Yuan family, who were idle, had time to stroll in the ancient temple.

Not to mention, the scenery in the temple is really good, and the sandalwood Zen lingering on the tip of the nose has erased a lot of the dryness that Ling Xiaolan has been unable to calm down.

Not to mention, this trip is really worth it.

Ling Xiaolan felt that her whole person was much more comfortable.

"Donor, please stay. ”

Yuan and Ling Xiaolan were suddenly stopped by a monk.

Yuan Zi and Ling Xiaolan were inexplicable, stopped, and looked at him suspiciously.

"Amitabha, the benefactor is deeply involved in evil consequences and will face extinction in the near future. ”

Yuan frowned angrily.

Without waiting for him to speak, Ling Xiaolan rushed forward and asked eagerly, "Then according to what the master said, what should I do?"

"When evil spirits come, they should be punished. ”