Or, rather, she was looking at Lin Yao. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Yes, her eyes have always been fixed on Lin Yao's body, there is no resentment, no contempt, but a complex emotion.

"You brought us here?" Bai Xuanzhi asked bluntly. The female ghost shifted her gaze to Bai Xuanzhi's side, and nodded her head. It wasn't until she saw some surprise on our faces that she slowly floated out: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!" When she said this, she looked at Lin Yao. At this time, Lin Yao was in a hurry, and he didn't care that the other party was a ghost, so he asked, "What are you waiting for me to do?"

As soon as Lin Yao's words fell, the female ghost screamed miserably, the voice was so sharp that it could puncture my ear drums, and I felt that in the next second, I would be shocked by the female ghost's ghost howl to the point that I would bleed from the seven orifices, and finally vomited blood and died. My ears hurt a little, and I couldn't contain my urge anymore, and shouted at the female ghost: "You can do it, if you continue like this, we will all be shocked by you to the point of deafness in both ears." I don't know if it was my voice that drowned out her wailing, or if she saw our pained expressions, and finally she choked up and stopped crying.

This female ghost is really strange, calling us here just to show us to cry? What's the point? I muttered in my heart, and a man seemed to be talking to himself. At this time, the female ghost actually said to us, "I'm sorry, I ...... No...... Deliberately ......" but her tone sounded like an infinitely extended megaphone, and the tail note was long, like the traces left by a meteor sliding across the sky, and the voice was eerie and unbearable, and I suddenly felt the temperature drop sharply, and my skin seemed to have a layer of cold hair.

"Okay, okay, we accept your apology, just don't cry, we really can't stand your ghostly screams. "Seeing that people apologized, my anger was half gone, which shows that the female ghost in front of me is not harmless, and her unintentional act just now, I will take it as a manifestation of her heartbreak. However, she looked really sad, crying silently, could it be that she had suffered a great grievance in front of her, or had suffered a great grievance and died without turning a blind eye, so she had brought us here, could it be that she wanted to cry to us about her grievances? This is not quite right, why is it us? And looking at the dress of the female ghost, she looks like a young woman in the seventies and eighties, just from the perspective of time, if she wants to complain about the grievance, there is no reason to wait for a few of us, right?

"Do you have anything to say to us?" Bai Xuanzhi asked the female ghost amicably.

I saw her nodding faintly, with tears in her eyes, looking at Lin Yao and saying, "I'm waiting for my son." "Now it's our turn to be calm.

"Your son?" I followed the direction she was looking at, turned my head to look at Lin Yao who was standing next to Zhang Lin, and with a flash of inspiration, I hurriedly asked, "Uncle Lin is your son?" The female ghost nodded without hesitation, and said in a choked voice: "Yes, my good son!" When she said this, she was a little proud and grateful.

Lin Yao took a step forward and replied with a firm attitude: "Impossible, you lied to me, my parents died in an accident when I was a child, how can you be my mother?"

The female ghost shook her head vigorously, and the bean-sized tears couldn't help but slide down, "No, they are not your parents, I am your mother, I'm sorry, I can't take care of you, I ......" Before she finished speaking, she sobbed and cried.

Zhang Lin grabbed Lin Yao, who was a little impulsive, "Calm down, we're here to find out the truth of the matter, why are you so excited......?" Your surname?" Zhang Lin pulled Lin Yao to his side, gave him a look, and told him to calm down, don't be so reckless. After all, Lin Yao was a trained professional police officer, and after a few seconds, Lin Yao restrained his impulses a little and stood there sulking. Bai Xuanzhi and I were also taken aback, and we didn't digest what the female ghost said just now, so we stayed in place in a daze, and we couldn't come back to our senses for a long time. After a long time, Zhang Lin pondered for a while, and looked at the female ghost: "May I ask your surname?" The female ghost replied quietly: "The surname is Lin." "The female ghost owes us a debt as a courtesy. It seems that this ghost must have received a good family education before, and from her answers, it can be guessed that she must be a well-informed person.

"Why did you say that Lin Yao is your son just now?" Zhang Lin opened the skylight and said something straightforward, in fact, I was quite curious why she said this.

"His name is not Lin Yao, the little stunned is his name. When the female ghost said this, she suddenly became extremely gentle, and her face showed the brilliance of motherhood, which was an illusion that could not be feigned. Lin Yao was also slightly taken aback when he heard this milk name, it stands to reason that the milk name should be known to a very kind family member. However, it is not excluded that everyone in the village calls him that. Just a title doesn't mean anything.

"This milk name, as many people know, does not mean anything. Lin Yao responded unceremoniously to the female ghost. Maybe Lin Yao's tone was a little unfriendly, and the female ghost lowered her head slightly, with a sad face.

"Uncle Lin, calm down first. Bai Xuanzhi said to Lin Yao gently, then moved his gaze to the female ghost, and asked politely, "Miss Lin, can I tell me your story?" The female ghost heard Bai Xuanzhi's words, her eyes showed gratitude, and after a while, she timidly asked, "Are you willing to listen?" Her gaze has always been on Lin Yao's body, to be honest, her eyes are gentle and loving, it really doesn't look like a fake deliberately feigned to deceive us. As she watched, she couldn't help but cry again, but she tried to restrain her voice, for fear that our eardrums would face doomsday torture again. Zhang Lin's eyes glanced at Lin Yao, and seeing him standing there like a dumb log, without making a sound, Zhang Lin patted Lin Yao on the shoulder, pulling him back to reality from meditation. Lin Yao smiled on his face, but finally compromised, he glanced at the female ghost a few times, but this time Lin Yao's eyes flashed a complicated look.

"Yes...... Tell me your story?" This time it was Lin Yao who opened her mouth to plead, and the female ghost pulled the corners of her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but tears replaced words, and her big tears kept rising like a mountain spring. We held our breath and listened to the tragic experience of "her" life. At this moment, the wind stopped, and the sky outside was dark and gloomy, like the sky when a storm was coming, and the gray shrouded this different world.