Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Cultivation of a Sick Boss 6

Chang Le sadly touched his cheeks that had no temperature, and groped up and down, wondering.

She has everything on her face that should be there and nothing that she shouldn't, why would she scare a child like this!?

"Jinwen, what's on my face?"

"Red ......"

Shen Jinwen hid in the quilt and opened his mouth timidly.

"A big piece of red, like blood." Shen Jinwen's eyes were gloomy and he added.

The color was like a horrific scene in his memory.

He will never forget.

His mother held him tightly in her arms with her flesh, and the heavy boards hit her back one after another like raindrops.

His mother's painful and suppressed voice exploded in his head like lightning.

However, he could do nothing, not even the ability to protect his mother.

His mother was beaten to the point that he spat blood, and the blood turned into a strange rain and splashed in his eyes, and the colorful world seemed to turn bloody red in an instant.

Afterward......

His gentle mother fell, never to rise again.

Shen Jinwen's heart hurt like a knife, sobbing helplessly, and the crystal tears rolled down his cheeks like pearls with broken threads.

"Eh......"

Chang Le had a little headache and wanted to reach out to comfort him, but through his body, she looked at Shen Jinwen at a loss.

He was scared to tears again.

How ugly do you have to be!?

[Ding,Detect that the male owner's mood is declining rapidly.,There is a phenomenon of blackening at any time.,Please pay attention to the host! ] 】

"Ugh."

Chang Le sighed faintly, touching his facial features with both hands.

A big patch of red?

It seems that this face is not her original appearance, it should be someone else's appearance.

Never mind.

Since Shen Jinwen felt that she was too ugly and made him very scared, then she would leave for a while.

When Shen Jinwen became bolder, she would come back.

Chang Le got up slowly, took one last look at Shen Jinwen, the little group, and floated towards the door with a blow.

It's so sad, it's so ugly to be disliked, she has to find a way to see this face.

"Wait......"

The child's hesitant voice sounded behind him, and Chang Le didn't dare to turn his head, for fear of scaring him into crying again.

Shen Jinwen plucked up the courage to come out of the quilt and sat up with his small body.

There was no one around, just a long-haired woman dressed in white who floated three inches above the ground.

Shen Jinwen gritted his teeth, his dilated pupils were full of fear, and his back was cold, as if he had fallen into a cold pool.

Chang Le was so frightened that he trembled all over his body and trembled like chaff.

She......

She's not human!

When his mother was still alive, she told him some strange stories about ghosts.

My mother said that ghosts can't touch the ground, and they can only stay three inches off the ground.

At that time, he was so frightened that he hid in his mother's arms and burst into tears, and his mother laughed at her for being a coward.

I didn't expect the things in the books to appear in front of him today.

Shen Jinwen nervously clutched the quilt under him, staring intently at the figure.

Could it be that she ...... Everything she said was true?

Is it true that she came down from heaven for him and never went back......

"You...... Where are you going? ”

Shen Jinwen's heart seemed to be pressed by an invisible boulder, his mouth trembled without listening, and his mind went blank.

"I know that I am a ghost separated from yin and yang by you, and you are afraid of me, afraid of me, this is all reasonable."

Chang Le lowered her head, and her long black hair fell down, covering her expression.

"I'll be leaving soon, and you don't have to be afraid."