"Uncle Wang, if you really want to see your son, just do what I say, and then sit there and wait for him!"

Zhang Mingyuan frowned and looked at the sky outside, now that the sun is about to set, it is estimated that he will have to wait until midnight to do serious things.

Uncle Wang saw that Zhang Mingyuan was sure, and Xiaoyu's grandmother nodded at him again and again, he couldn't help biting his middle finger in disbelief, so that the blood on his middle finger fell on the yellow paper drop by drop.

Zhang Mingyuan saw that Uncle Wang cooperated like this, so he instructed Grandma Xiaoyu to prepare something to eat casually, so that everyone could eat a full meal first, and then invite Xiaoshan to come up in the middle of the night.

When Uncle Wang saw what Zhang Mingyuan said, his heart was also lively, and he immediately ran back to call his wife over to cook, his wife was an honest peasant woman, and when he saw Xiaoyu, he only knew to hold her hand and cry.

The dinner was prepared very richly, Uncle Wang brought all the bacon and sausages at home, and specially stewed a chicken, saying that everyone could eat it after they were hungry in the middle of the night.

By eleven o'clock in the evening, although it was getting late, everyone was very excited, especially Uncle Wang and his wife, who had not dreamed of their son for many years.

As long as the thought of this young man may make them fall asleep with excitement when they see Xiaoshan, they don't know whether to cry or laugh?

"It's almost time, Xiaoyu's right wrist is stretched out!"

Zhang Mingyuan looked at the incense case erected in the courtyard, and then still took out the red rope that he had used during the day, tied Xiaoyu's wrist, and then asked her to stand next to the incense case.

The weather tonight is good, at this time, a round moon hangs in the sky, and Xiaoyu's courtyard is bright, and there is no need to light it at all, but Zhang Mingyuan does not let it be lit.

After everything was ready, he burned a pile of paper money in front of the incense case, and then drew a circle with a peach wood sword, enclosing the incense case and the paper money in the circle, but where Xiaoyu stood, leaving a gap.

The gap was not big, less than the width of a palm, but Zhang Mingyuan asked Xiaoyu to stand in the circle, and then pulled out the red thread on Xiaoyu's hand from the gap and walked directly outside the courtyard......

After the red line was placed in the dark place of the courtyard gate, Zhang Mingyuan turned around and came back, signaling everyone to be silent and wait and see what happened.

When the pile of paper money was about to burn out, Zhang Mingyuan picked up a peachwood sword, and then recited the words, so that others couldn't hear what he was saying, only Xiaoyu, who was standing in the circle, could vaguely hear his words.

“…… People come to separate heavy paper, ghosts come to separate mountains, a thousand evils can't get it, ten thousand evils can't get it, it's as urgent as the law......"

After Zhang Mingyuan's incantation was recited, the pile of paper money burned and only a pile of ashes remained, and at this time, there seemed to be a whirlwind outside, but the wind was very strange, it just turned outside the circle, but it couldn't fly into the circle.

At this time, a wind came in from the gap in the direction of the red rope, Fu Xiaoyu was a little dazed, but he felt a cold all over his body, and the hairs on his body seemed to stand up.

At the same time, the yellow-colored paper figure that was originally lying flat on the incense table suddenly stood up, as if there was an invisible hand controlling the paper figure, which made Aunt Wang, who was standing outside the circle, suddenly exclaim.

"Here, Xiaoyu, don't panic, you can see it by wiping your eyes with that cow's tears!"

Zhang Mingyuan pointed to a small bottle in his hand, which made Uncle Wang and them overjoyed, because in the afternoon, Zhang Mingyuan said that he wanted cow tears, he broke his leg, and he didn't find the thing.

But he didn't expect Zhang Mingyuan to have a spare in his hand, but he couldn't figure it out, how could there be so many strange things in the hands of this young man, and he knew so much, could he really summon his son's soul?

When Uncle Wang wiped away the tears of the cow and opened his eyes to look next to the incense case, the scene he saw in front of him made his nose sore, and he almost fell to his knees.

Because he really saw his son, he was still the same as when he died, the age when he was eighteen or nineteen years old.

But at this time, he was still wearing the clothes he wore when he died, not to mention that he looked a little tattered, the key is that he was covered in water, as if he was soaked in water, and he looked extremely miserable.

"Son, ...... hill"

"Brother Xiaoshan, I'm sorry for you......"

Uncle Wang's voice was mixed with Xiaoyu's crying, she couldn't help but think of the mountain flood when she saw Xiaoshan's soaking wet appearance, if it wasn't for saving her, Xiaoshan wouldn't have become a ghost, or a water ghost!

"My wretched child!"

As soon as Aunt Wang saw her son's appearance, her concern overcame her fear, and she threw herself in front of the incense case, and then saw herself pass through her son's body and pounce on the other side of the circle.

How so?

I can see my son, but I can't touch him, my son has become a ghost and can't come back, Xiaoshan's father saw this scene, and he also shed silent tears as a man.

"Don't cry, Xiaoshan can't stay here for too long, you can ask him if you have anything to say, I will have something to discuss with Xiaoshan later!"

I don't know why Xiaoshan seems to be very afraid of Zhang Mingyuan, although he can appear in front of the incense case, but he has been standing in the farthest place from Zhang Mingyuan, and from time to time there are eyes secretly looking at him, as long as Zhang Mingyuan moves slightly, he is like a frightened bird, and he seems to be particularly afraid.

Now when he heard the young man say that he had something to discuss with him, Xiao Shan couldn't help nodding, and only occasionally peeked at Xiao Yu, although there was surprise in his eyes, but it was more of a very complicated expression.

"Son, where is your body, I'll let you be buried in peace, we feel uncomfortable looking at you like this, child, you can be regarded as a person with a daughter-in-law over there, although this thing is not authentic, but Xiaoyu and her grandmother agreed, we have no opinion, it is the last thing your father and mother do for you!"

Looking at his son's appearance, Uncle Wang quickly told Xiaoyu about the marriage between Xiaoyu and him, he wanted to know his son's reaction, the marriage was just for peace of mind, and he just had a thought in his heart, but he didn't expect his son to really become a ghost.

After getting married, is his son Xiaoshan's life going to be better? He liked Xiaoyu so much at the beginning, and now he should be satisfied with being a ghost, right?

And when I came to Xiaoyu's house today, I learned that Xiaoyu's grandmother had already told Xiaoyu about the matter, but he didn't expect that his son died to save Xiaoyu, so he felt very awkward, but fortunately, Xiaoyu's child knew that he was sorry, so he finally didn't object.