The ghost looked back and forth at me with a scrutinizing gaze, sighed, and let go of the thing, and my heart let go with it.

"Our family is the descendant of the eight major families, originated from the Jiang family, with the changes of the times, the clan was finally selected as the ghost clan, and only the descendants of the ghost clan are qualified to carry the family mission. I heard that each generation of the eight major families is a dragon and phoenix fetus, born on Halloween, and passed down from generation to generation. It is also said that the birth of a descendant is the day of the death of the mother, and the mother sacrifices her soul to bless the safety of the next generation. ”

Dragon and phoenix fetus? Halloween, the day of death, such a lineage is very weird, giving birth to a child depends on genes, who can guarantee that it must be a dragon and phoenix fetus? The ghost seemed to know what I wanted to ask, "This has nothing to do with science, the birth of the descendants of the eight major families seems to be destined by God, and the dragon and phoenix fetus from generation to generation are born for resentful spirits." ”

"Then why is Grandma alive all this time? Or can you tell me where she went? "I was expecting her to tell me my grandmother's whereabouts.

I saw that the ghost's eyes were instantly red, "Grandma died when I was fifteen years old, and the adult age of women in the clan is fifteen, and on my birthday that year, the inheritance ceremony was held, and my two teeth were placed in my grandmother's coffin to show goodbye, and it was at that time that I officially became the spirit girl of the ghost clan's generation." ”

I remember making fun of her for knocking out two teeth, but I didn't expect it to be the reason.

I reached out and wiped her tears, "It's not your fault that this is happening, can't we break such a strange inheritance?" ”

"For thousands of years, no one wanted to break it, and everyone was proud of it. Maybe I once wanted to escape, and now I'm proud that I'm a ghost girl. Looking at her serious face, I was very conflicted.

"Then why didn't Grandma die before she gave birth to that person?" I still have a glimmer of hope to break this inheritance.

"Because grandma is also a member of the eight families, she has other ways. Do you still hate Dad? "I didn't speak, if all this was as my sister said, I guess he had his own trouble when he left!

When the ghost saw that I did not speak, he reached out and took my hand.

"Dad is a great wraith. It's just a pity that he didn't come back to tell you this in person. This year, when you turn twenty, you'll officially become a Wraith Master. Dad is gone, no one teaches you to grow up, you can only be with me, no matter how dangerous you are, you can't back down, because you are a descendant of the ghost clan. "I haven't recovered from my grandmother's death, and now I'm telling me that the person is gone.

That person, I hated for thirteen years, for thirteen years, I fought to be the first in everything, studied hard since I was a child, even jumped a few levels, provided for myself to study in college, was an IT elite in the eyes of others, went back to my hometown, my previous life, my cognition of society, all were denied, and told me what kind of ghost heir he was. "None of what you said is true, how is it possible? I'm going back to work, I'm going to leave right away. I said as I got up, endured the sharp pain in my feet, and walked out.

The ghost wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and hugged me tightly.

"Brother, don't be like this, I know you can't accept it for a while, but this is our real life. Men are only eligible to start studying at the age of twenty, and you won't know the secrets of the Oni family at all. I'll tell you in advance it's because Dad died, he died. ”

My mind went blank and I didn't know what to do next. What the letter said may be true, but if I choose to be a ghost master, what is happening in this village is just the beginning.

The ghost said so much at once, although it was a little difficult to accept in my heart, but if this is the case, I still have to accept it, right? I pushed my phone to the ghost, "Look, here's the death list, your name, and the exact time of death." ”

The ghost didn't adapt to this change in me, and it took a long time to take the phone, "What are you kidding with me?" Make your own list and fool me. The ghost laughed as he gave me his phone.

"I'm not kidding you, I picked it up on my grandfather's grave and said it was a letter I wrote 200 years later. However, there is a mention in the letter that makes me believe that the resentful spirits and the descendants of the Eight Great Families you said are true. ”

The ghost frowned, snatched the phone from my hand, and looked at the death list.

"A few of the people on the list are dead, but can you be sure it's this time?" She asked me suspiciously.

I was really stopped by her question, and suddenly it dawned on me, if there are variables in this time, then there must be variables in the fate of people. Perhaps, ghosts do not die.

"No matter what, I'll follow you wherever you go." I gave her a vaccination in advance so that she wouldn't have to go by herself later. "I'll pop the blisters on my feet, and we'll go."

I took out my nail clippers and pinched the blisters stiffly. The ghost took a Band-Aid from his bag and handed it to me to put it on himself.

"It hurts, just stay here honestly, and be stubborn." As she spoke, she hurried out with a cloth bag.

I endured the pain, put on my shoes, and limped along. Walking in Grandpa Zhang's yard, I still couldn't help swallowing my saliva and subconsciously looked at Xiao Hei's kennel.

The ghost walked very fast, and the distance between us was getting farther and farther, and it was pitch black all around, and I didn't know when I couldn't see her figure, and I felt a faint uneasiness.

"Ghosts, ghosts." I shouted anxiously, for fear that something would happen to her, and the sound of the night traveled far, far away.

The grass in front of me moved and whined, and I hurriedly squatted down, picked up a stone in the ground in a panic, and slowly walked towards the grass.

Before I could see clearly, a man sprang out of the grass and pushed me to the ground, and the man grabbed me by the neck with both hands. I struggled, grabbed his ear with one hand, groped for the stone I had just taken with the other, and slammed it his head, once, twice, three times.

The strength in his hand became smaller, and I lifted him off of me.

"Ahem, who are you?" My voice was a little hoarse, and the man didn't answer. It was so dark that I couldn't make out what he looked like. He tried to run into the grass, thinking that the ghost should be there, and I bent down to get in front of him.

"You're the murderer, aren't you?"

The man did not speak, as if he was afraid of the stone in my hand, and when he saw that he had no chance to strike again, he turned and ran away. I endured the pain in my feet and chased a few steps out, and when I saw that I couldn't catch up, I thought of ghosts. I hurriedly turned back to the grass just now, and searched for it with the faint light of my mobile phone, only to see the ghost curled up on the ground, no sound at all, the night was quiet and terrible, and she was still holding the package when she went out tightly in her arms, but the person did not move.