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The middle-aged man sitting on the kang smoking a big cigarette is very elegant, at this moment, he is frowning sadly, there is a pair of cigarettes, in front of him, is the aunt of the Fan family, gritting her teeth aggrievedly, she really doesn't dare to say a word in front of her own man, it's the retribution of the Li family, why talk more, it's not that she deliberately let Ah Wu go, it's not that she is worried about painting.

"Mother, mother!" Just when the two were very embarrassed, there was a girl's call from outside the door, she immediately rubbed up from the bench and walked outside to open the door.

"Mother!" As soon as she opened the door, she saw her daughter with tears in her eyes rushing into her arms, she was distressed, wiped a handful of tears, patted her back and comforted, "Ouch, mother's heart, you are back, quick, come in!"

"Painting, where is your sister?" Father Fan had already put on his shoes and stood in front of the two of them, although the youngest daughter was back, but he was most worried about the eldest daughter Ah Wu.

"Sister, how do I know? Daddy is eccentric, so he knows that he cares about his sister!" Hua'er pretended to be the most weak and leaned on Aunt Fan's arms, her eyes were red, and she asked very suspiciously.

"Hey, it's a good painting, don't cry!" Aunt Fan touched her daughter's long hair and comforted her, and waited for her to stabilize before asking, "Hua'er, did your sister go to save you?"

"Mother, I really don't know! It's a very beautiful fairy girl who saved us!" Hua'er shook her head, waiting for Fan Awu's body to decompose where it is best, and then she will be the only daughter in the family. "Maybe my sister is going the wrong way?"

"Good boy, don't say it, come in, my mother will wash your face with hot water!" She knew that Ah Wu's dead girl would not go, and when she came back to see how the old lady cleaned her up, this dead hoof.

Father Fan looked at the two of them, not knowing whether to be sad or happy, sighed at the empty place outside the door, and turned back to the house.

At night, the Fan family had already started to eat dinner, and Fan's father was restless with the dishes and chopsticks, and he always felt very flustered.

And Aunt Fan cut a piece of bacon hidden during the New Year and boiled it, and put it into the painting bowl one by one.

"Hey, Old Fan, where are you going?" Aunt Fan was happily eating with her daughter, when she saw her man throw the dishes and chopsticks and walk out the door.

"I'm going to look for Ah Wu!" It's already so late and hasn't come back yet, how can he not worry, Ah Wu is not the kind of girl who has no rules, he should have come back so late, he was afraid that something would happen.

When I went out, I also brought a scimitar left over from the house.

"Mother, look at my father, why?" The angry painting threw the chopsticks in his hand directly on the table, and began to pretend to cry.

"Okay, mother's heart, don't be angry, your father is not worried about that dead girl, eat quickly, it's not good if it's cold!" Aunt Fan took a bite of rice, picked up her chopsticks and handed them to her, but she was thinking about how to clean her up when the dead girl came back later.

Ouyang Zhixin and Fan Awu hid their figures, standing at the window, looking at the family's expressions.

"Don't get excited, you're dead, you're no longer Fan Awu!" Ouyang Zhixin saw her clasping her hands, yin qi overflowing, spreading anger and resentment, and she stopped it cleanly.

Fan Awu let go of his clenched hand, turned to Ouyang Zhixin and said lightly, "I'm fine, I want to go and ...... with my father "Her father is the best person in this world, even if her mother treats her badly, her father will help her, say good things to her, and don't dislike her at all for being just a girl."

"Go, I'll give you time, deal with it well!" she bowed, there is still some time to go, it will not be worse for a while, she just happened to see where the address of the judge and Meng Po's reincarnation was.

Fan Awu followed behind Fan's father, looking at him who was no longer a straight back, although he was still middle-aged, but the weight of the family was on his back, he only felt that his eyes were very sour, their father and daughter were destined for the end of this life, and they only hoped that he could live a long life and be healthy and healthy.

Father Fan was walking on the country road with a scimitar in his hand, the moonlight was hazy, some could not see the road clearly, everywhere was pitch black, he was vigilant and careful, and walked towards the mountain.

Father Fan walked and walked, his eyes looked around, and he paid attention to his feet, and he stumbled and rolled down the small hill, and passed out directly on the stones.

Fan Awu pursed her lips, a little distressed, but she couldn't fall asleep without this.

Father Fan only felt that his head was very painful, his eyes were blurry, his limbs had no strength, and there was no figure in this wilderness, no one knew if he would die here.

His eyes were heavy and he was losing sensation.

He stood in the white vastness of the world, walking slowly, and didn't know where the end was, at this moment, a black figure appeared in front of him, although the usual clothes were different, but Father Fan still recognized his daughter at a glance, "Ah Wu, Ah Wu, where have you gone? Dad has been looking for you for a long time!" He stepped forward and hugged her arms, nervously and worriedly asked, but it was good to be back.

"Dad, my daughter is not filial, I can't honor you anymore!Dad, you must take care!" Fan Awu's eyes were hazy, and he knelt directly in front of him, kowtowed three times to him, and said in a choked voice.

"Ah Wu, what are you talking about, go home with your father!" Father Fan knew that this child must be blaming her mother for her partiality, but what could he do, a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart, and he didn't know why he felt panicked.

"Dad, listen to me, Ah Wu can't go back!" Fan Ah Wu stood up, pulled his sleeve and whispered, "Dad, I'm dead, don't look for me anymore, you have to be kind to yourself, I will protect you underground!" Fan Ah Wu had a far-fetched smile on the corner of her mouth, she knew that her father might not be able to stand it, but this was the truth.

"Ah Wu, you stupid boy, what do you say, don't talk nonsense, go home with Dad!" Father Fan patted her on the head, still spoke as gently as before, and pulled her forward.

They walked and walked, I don't know how long the two of them had been walking, Father Fan was already sweating profusely, and she was in tears.

"Dad, this is just a fantasy I created, I can't get out, Dad, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Fan Awu shook his head fiercely, pulling his arm and standing in place, "You must be good, my daughter is now the Yin God of the Underworld, in charge of many people, don't worry about me!" She still has to break this deadlock after all.

She has made a choice between the underworld and her family, there is no other way, and now that the underworld is facing the moment of life and death, how can she sit idly by.

"Ah Wu, don't say it again, Dad knows!" He turned around in a hoarse voice as if he had aged ten years in an instant, revealing a miserable white smile, he understood, it turned out that this was true.

His Ah Wu can't come back.