Obviously, Grandpa Chen Jinghong sacrificed himself and his relationship with Grandma Chen in order to train us to write a love letter this time, and he also sacrificed his relationship with Grandma Chen, that memory, whether it was to repay the favor or he really wanted to open it, I should thank him from the bottom of my heart, thank him for giving me this opportunity.

I once again expressed my gratitude to Grandpa Chen Jinghong, who regained his previous calmness and calmness, and his eyes were pulled back from afar:

"The Taoist chief is polite, and it is also my honor to be able to do some meager help for Maoshan."

"Wow......"

Scared me.

The fat man, without warning, cried like a child.

Crying heartbreakingly.

"It's so touching! Why don't I have such an earth-shattering love for ghosts and gods? ”

After I told Chen Jinghong's grandfather that the fat man did not choose to die alone, and that he could marry a wife and have children, Chen Jinghong's grandfather comforted the fat man and said:

"Dao Chief, I believe that in the future you will also meet a girl whom you like, and she also likes you."

The fat man cried even harder:

"I've met it, but I don't know what to do?"

"Emotional matters, you can't rush, you have to take your time."

I was upset that the fat man was crying, so I pulled the fat man to his bed:

"Go, go, I'm going to cry here, cry well, it's better to cry Bai Annie, and you just confess to her."

The fat man glared at me and lay on his bed sobbing.

I went back to my bed, and as soon as I sat down, I had a question.

Chen Jinghong's grandfather's wife, Shen Yuxuan, that is, Grandma Chen, was killed by Chen Jinghong's grandfather, which is a tragic death, and it is also a vain death.

But listening to Grandpa Chen Jinghong's description, Grandma Chen's condition should have reached the point of endangering her life, even if she was not killed by Grandpa Chen Jinghong, she wouldn't live long, so Grandma Chen would go to the Netherworld Mansion in the yang world, and she would be judged by the King of the Ten Palaces, and then enter the Ghost Castle.

But when Grandma Chen was alive, she painted portraits of the sacrificed soldiers, and later took in so many orphans, it can be said that in this life, countless yin virtues have been accumulated, according to this calculation, it is very likely that Grandma Chen's ghost life has not been exhausted, at this time, Grandma Chen is still living in the ghost castle.

Of course, all this is my guess.

Maybe Grandma Chen's lonely soul will encounter something unexpected when she wanders in the yang world, maybe Grandma Chen has already passed the ghost life, entered the six realms of reincarnation, and reincarnated, so the possibility that Grandma Chen is still living in the Ghost Castle is very small.

But just because it's small doesn't mean it doesn't have one.

There are no absolutes in anything.

As long as there is a possibility, a glimmer of hope, I will do my best to make it a reality.

Such a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks, in the world, how much suffering they have suffered, if possible, I really hope that they can live happily for a few years in the Ghost World Fort.

When I told Grandpa Chen Jinghong what I thought, Grandpa Chen Jinghong couldn't be indifferent anymore, and suddenly with tears in his eyes, he trembled and was about to kneel down for me.

I hurriedly stopped Grandpa Chen Jinghong:

"I don't know, but I'll do my best."

"No matter what the result is, Dao Chief, I, Chen Jinghong, am grateful and remember it in my heart."

Then Grandpa Chen Jinghong asked me that it was not early, let me rest early, and then went out after speaking.

I didn't know what he was going out for, maybe he had his own business, so I lay down, thought back to the story told by Chen Jinghong's grandfather, and began to think in my mind about how to write tomorrow's love letter.

I suddenly felt my stress rise.

Now Grandpa Chen Jinghong's life is not only in my hands, but now the happiness of him and Grandma Chen is also under my love letter, which must be foolproof and there can be no mistakes.

But I won't be too nervous and pessimistic, writing is my forte, and it shouldn't be difficult to practice those three sacrificial essays and write a love letter.

It's just that I want to write the story more heartfelt and moving, so that the story can move the king of the ten palaces.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard movement, opened my eyes, and saw that Grandpa Chen Jinghong came in with a basin of water from somewhere, and brought it to my feet.

"Dao Chief, washing your feet is good for your body."

Once again, I was stuck in the feeling of not knowing what it was.

The first time was when Grandpa Chen Jinghong served me food.

This time it was for me to wash my feet.

It all reminds me of my grandmother.

Growing so big, only my grandmother brought me foot washing water.

But I and Grandpa Chen Jinghong have no relatives and no reason.

I hurriedly stood up:

"No, no, grandpa, you don't have to."

"It's okay, it's easy."

So saying, he pressed my foot into the basin of water.

"I'll come by myself, I'll come by myself."

I hurriedly washed my feet, and Grandpa Chen Jinghong poured the footwashing water.

Then Grandpa Chen Jinghong stood at the head of my bed and said to me:

"Dao Chief, you can rest."

I wondered:

"Grandpa, aren't you resting?"

"I don't need to rest, Daoist, you just rest."

But I looked at the bear child who was sleeping dead on the fat man's bed, and I knew that ghosts don't need to rest.

I was lying on the bed, but I felt a gust of wind blowing on my face, it was extremely cool, I opened my eyes and saw that Grandpa Chen Jinghong was gently fanning me.

I just wanted to stop it, but I thought about it.

If he doesn't let him fan the fan, he'll definitely do something else.

If he doesn't let Grandpa Chen Jinghong do something, he will definitely be unsteady in his heart.

I know very well that Grandpa Chen Jinghong is not a utilitarian person, maybe this is his character.

I thought about some more details of the love letter in my heart, and sleepiness struck, and I gradually fell asleep.

But I felt that I had just closed my eyes not long ago, and suddenly I woke up with a "......bang" sound.

I opened my eyes and saw Anne White who had already entered.

It's this Nizi again.

It came suddenly again, kicking the door directly.

It's still the middle of the night.

I was furious.

The fat man was also awakened by Bai Annie's kicking on the door, and scolded in his mouth:

"Uncle, which bastard kicked someone's door at night to prevent people from sleeping."

But as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Bai Annie standing in front of him, and suddenly looked obscene, put on his pants in three or two times, ran to Bai Annie excitedly, and asked:

"Annie, why are you here? I just dreamed of you in my dreams, and when I opened my eyes, you came, and I didn't scold you, I scolded the comb. ”

Gotcha, I'm lying down again.

(End of chapter)