"Is my dad still saved?" My voice trembled, and I shuddered a little as I stared at my father's already white and terrifying face.

How long has he been gone.

I don't even remember, it seems like centuries have passed, and so many things have happened in the intervening years.

Now we're finally meeting.

But I didn't expect it to be this kind of scene, and in my mind, I vaguely seemed to see the scene of him lying in the coffin.

I'm scared, so I'm separated by yin and yang.

Although my dad was the least welcome to me in the whole family, and he was the harshest to me since I was a child, he is the closest person to me in the world today, and blood is thicker than water.

I put so much effort into what I didn't want to get back was a cold corpse.

Ye Siming was silent.

But after a while, he looked up at the mountains in the distance, and from the other side there was a golden glow with a reddish glow.

"It's almost dawn.

He muttered suddenly.

I frowned, and at this moment, Ye Siming's entire body suddenly turned into a pool of black mist, and the mist swirled around me, as if it had merged into my body.

"You're going to have some trouble trying to save him." Ye Siming's voice sounded coldly in my ears.

I looked down, and although his figure had dissipated, I knew that he was hidden in the black jade.

"Whether it's zombies or ghosts, are they all afraid of the sun?" Suddenly curious, I looked up at the light shining at the end of the undulating mountains in the distance.

"Everything that does not belong to this world naturally has the existence of fear, which is the rule of heaven and earth. Besides, the Yang World is so weak, if it weren't for the shackles of rules, this world would have been reduced to two hells a long time ago. ”

Ye Siming has a point.

The laws of heaven and earth are like life and death, and it is not easy to destroy this eternal law.

There are so many super terrifying lords in the underworld like Ye Siming, and it may be effortless to destroy the Yang World, but the people of the Yang World can live, this must be because of the power of the laws in the underworld.

And because of the law, the two worlds can be balanced.

However, this kind of ethereal existence is not something that me, a mortal, can refer to and understand, and now the empty grave is quiet.

I was thinking about how to bring my dad back when an old man ran out of the cemetery and shouted, "Little girl, I'm back, I know, I finally fucking know"

A voice came from far and near, and when it saw the graveyard as it was, it screamed, and ran towards me.

As he passed by the ghost of the bridal girl, he wailed again. He muttered, "What's going on, what's going on here." ”

Old Lady Liu's neck was pinched off, showing an exaggerated angle, and her eyes were still in the panic before she died, staring at the boss.

The old man walked over and kicked lightly twice with his foot,

Frightened, he shrunk his neck and quickly jumped beside me, muttering, "This is Old Lady Liu?" What the hell!? What the hell is going on!? ”

The old man looked at the devastated wilderness with a look of surprise on his face, probably not yet awakened, but I was tired and did not want to explain to him.

At this time, the sun on the horizon came through half of itself, and slowly the sunlight refracted on the cemetery, and then the broken black altar in the cemetery, as soon as the sun shone on the wedding girl, her ghost turned into wisps of black gas.

The wedding dress that had been propped up slowly dried up, and in a few moments all that remained on the grave was the wedding dress that was red like fire in the sun.

Her ghost couldn't make a fuss, and she ended up in a haunted end.

But it's also the best ending.