The ghost was stunned for a moment, then looked at me suspiciously.

He didn't seem to understand what I meant.

I pointed around and said lightly, "Why is there so much resentment here, do you know?" ”

The ghost said, "These grievances are for me, in order to give me the strength to take revenge. ”

I nodded: "You say that, it makes sense, but the point is, who gave you these grievances?" ”

"Of course it's my parents. ”

I nodded: "Your parents, the white-haired people sent the black-haired people, they were unwilling to make some unbelievable moves, which I can understand." ”

"But the key is that other people's parents are all incense and paper money. Why did your parents get so much resentment for you? ”

The ghost was stunned again.

Then he forcibly explained: "Because my parents were wronged until I died, they want to get justice for me." ”

"These grievances are so that I don't forget the old and new hatreds."

I couldn't help but laugh: "That's even weirder." Parents all over the world can only work hard to resolve their grievances, so that their children will no longer be tormented by grievances. ”

"It's the first time I've heard of taking the initiative to gather resentment and let your children fall into the pain of the past and can't come out."

I stared at the ghost, and said with a blazing gaze, "Do you know the names of your parents?" ”

The ghost was stunned.

I said, "Do you know their age?" ”

The ghost was still stunned.

I said faintly, "What do you know besides knowing Liu Jindao?" ”

The ghost fell into deep thought.

I said to him, "You don't know anything, because you're just an instrument of revenge." All you know is what people tell you to know. ”

The ghost looked at me suspiciously: "What do you mean by this?" Can you make that clear? ”

I said to the ghost, "Open that yellow cloth bag and see what's inside." ”

The ghost looked at the people among the miscellaneous objects, and then said suspiciously, "What yellow cloth baggage?" ”

I smiled and looked at Hui Ling next to me: "Did you see it?" ”

Hui Ling nodded: "I saw it." ”

Then she looked at the ghost suspiciously: "Is this guy colorblind?" ”

I shook my head: "He's not colorblind, he just can't see his body." ”

Hui Ling said: "That's not right, isn't his body this pile of ashes?" ”

I said, "The ashes are not his corpse, but the yellow cloth is his corpse." ”

The ghost looked at me with suspicion, he probably wondered if my words were true or false.

I slowly bent down, picked up the baggage, and then lifted it layer by layer, and in the innermost part was a large piece of paper, on which many words were densely written.

I said to the ghost, "I'll read it to you and see if there's any difference with your memory." ”

Then, I began to read.

This piece of paper actually records the life of the middle school student back then.

recorded in detail the grievances between him and Liu Jindao.

Soon, I finished reading.

Then I said to the ghost, "Can you match your memory?" ”

The ghost looked at me in shock, then nodded slowly.

I said, "Do you have any other memories besides what was on the paper?" ”

The ghost pondered for a long time, then shook his head.

He looked at me and said with some horror, "What's going on?" ”

Instead of answering him directly, I said, "Just now, you entered my body." According to my skills, I have a chance to devour you. ”

I don't know if the Oni sensed the existence of Doom, but whether he sensed it or not, I decided to hide it.

I said to the ghost, "But it was strange at the time, I couldn't devour you. ”

"At first I didn't know why, but then I thought about it, and I understood that you are not really a soul, you are a resentful spirit made up of resentment."

The ghost's eyes widened, and he stared at me deadly.

After a while, he shook his head: "Impossible, you are lying to me." ”

I sneered: "I didn't lie to you. ”

"You're not the middle school student you were back then. It should be the parents of middle school students, and it took ten years to find out that Liu Jindao was the main reason for his death. ”

"It's also possible that the parents of middle school students have known this for a long time, but they just didn't have the courage to take revenge, and it wasn't until this year that they found the right way."

"They buried the ashes of the middle school student here, wrote his grievances here, and then drew a formation on the outside of the urn to collect grievances."

"Over time, you formed. You inherited the memories written on the yellow paper, and you thought you were the middle school student you were back then. ”

"Actually, the only purpose of your existence is to avenge him."

"And I dare to assert that the day after your revenge, or even that night, you will be killed by the parents of the middle school students."

"Because of your existence, it is always unlucky."

The ghost was silent for a while, and then slowly shook his head: "I still can't believe it." ”

I smiled: "Actually, deep down you already believe it, you just don't want to believe in your heart." ”

Why is there such a saying on this urn: Whoever opens my coffin must dedicate his body and soul?

Why the body and the soul?

Because you don't have a body, you don't have a soul, you're just an empty shell, a threat of resentment.

You are an artificially made wraith.

The only purpose of your existence is to kill. Kill the other party's enemy.

I have to say, this is a tragedy for you.

Because hatred is the basis of your existence, and when hatred does not exist, you disappear.

After I said this, I looked at the sad eyes of the ghost, and I felt some sympathy for him.

I said lightly, "But don't worry. The last thing in the world is hatred. ”

The ghost sneered and slowly sat down on the ground.

He said a little tiredly, "You guys go, you can go now." ”

Hui Ling was overjoyed, turned around and wanted to leave.

I hurriedly stopped her, and then said to the ghost, "Where is Liu Jindao, can you tell us now?" ”

The ghost was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.

He took a bottle out of his body and reached out to throw it at me.

But at the critical moment, as if he had changed his mind, he took the bottle back again.

I was a little apprehensive and said, "What? Still don't believe me? ”

The ghost was silent for a moment and said, "I want to go and meet my parents and see what they have to say." ”

I breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, let's go meet them." It shouldn't take much time, right? ”

"It won't be long before their home is right next to them," the ghost said. If what you're saying is true......"

When the ghost said this, he suddenly couldn't talk anymore.

It seems that if it is true, he does not know what to do anymore.