When she opened her eyes again, Su Wanjing saw a huge and perfect moon in the sky.

The full moon glowed with a cold glow, reflecting the sky like a piece of dark blue silk. She also felt the wind, the smell of damp earth, and the slight pain of the stone rubbing against her skin.

Su Wanjing felt that her body was soft, and although she had a faint bloody aura, she could clearly perceive that everything was new. She suddenly realized that she was no longer in the ghost world, because such a pure aura was definitely not something that a ghost could have.

But she's not a ghost, she can't and has never had the heart to give up, what's going on with this new and soft little body?

Su Wanjing was thinking about it when she heard a whispering voice not far away: "Mama, move quickly." Doing this on the Midyear Festival scared people to death. A young girl's voice said.

"Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ......"

"Isn't that a bad thing?" The girl's voice was raised several degrees, almost with a crying tone.

Su Wanjing glanced at the source of the sound and saw two women with their hair tied in buns squatting on the side digging in the soil, their costumes were a little weird, but they looked like they were on the stage.

"What a bad thing!" The older woman threw the shovel aside in her hand, "We didn't kill this child, we just helped people eliminate disasters, you ...... What are you afraid of! ”

The young girl's face turned pale, and she folded her hands and worshipped in all directions, "God, resentful ghost, this child was not killed by me, don't come to me if you have a grudge or a grudge!" ”

"Stop talking nonsense! Quickly brought the child over and buried it. ”

The young girl sighed, walked to Su Wanjing's side slowly, and was just about to stretch out her hand when she saw Su Wanjing blinking at her with a pair of black and white eyes.

The girl fell to the ground as soon as her buttocks fell, gasping and rubbing back, her face was full of blood, and her eyes were full of horror, and she looked like she was about to go crazy. She rubbed all the way to the old woman's feet, and with a handful of them saved her legs, her teeth chattering, and she couldn't say a word.

"Dead Niko! What are you doing! The old lady struggled twice and couldn't break free, so she raised her leg and kicked her aside, "What's the matter!" Hell yes! ”

The girl stretched out her hand and pointed to Su Wanjing in the thin cloth bag from a distance, and said several 'she' in a row. When the old lady saw her virtue, she glanced suspiciously in the direction of Wanjing, snorted, and walked over while scolding: "Useless things! A dead child is not just like a dead cat and a dead dog. What is there to ......."

The old grandmother's words suddenly choked in her throat, because Su Wanjing was smiling at her with her mouth open that had not yet grown teeth, not only laughing, but also asking very politely: "May I ask where this is?" It's just that the baby's vocal cords have not yet developed, and the voice is vague, but the sound is real.

"Ahh

Su Wanjing had heard a lot of terrible screams, but this scream was still unbearable for her. This may be the difference between humans and ghosts, and when they are ghosts, it seems that no matter how sharp things are, they should be taken for granted.

Looking at the two women, one old and one young, running around with farts and urine, Su Wanjing sighed, moved her soft little body, looked at the silent wilderness around her, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It's okay, a baby freezing and starving to death in the field can be regarded as the end of life, and reincarnation is not always a problem. Although I lost the river lantern, I was able to get the road guide, which can be regarded as a curve to save the country. God finally didn't treat her too ruthlessly.

However, she didn't understand why she had become the way she had been after falling into the River Styx. If you can be reincarnated if you fall into the River Styx, then why bother to hold the river lamp, cross the Naihe Bridge, and go through the judgment of the ten major halls. After thinking about it, I can only conclude that this is a coincidence, and it seems that the geist is not completely without good luck.

Su Wanjing yawned, and then was glad that she could feel sleepy. But she was reluctant to sleep, and wanted to look at the sky more, look at the moon, and perceive the taste of the world more before dying.

After a while, a childish voice suddenly came from the night wind, and said in a milky voice: "Mother, there is a little doll." ”

Su Wanjing turned her head and saw a boy holding a small lamp, and the warm orange light gently hugged her.