"Mrs. Ann... Let's go? ”

Suddenly, a warm male voice sounded in my ears, and I turned around to meet Qin Yu's smiling eyes.

In the hall, there were dutiful waiters shuttling back and forth, but the two of us seemed to be invisible and were not taken seriously.

Even a handsome little brother of mine just wore my body straight over like that.

"What did you do?" I moved my limbs lightly and didn't feel any discomfort.

"It's just a little trick, and now that we've erased their memories, we can't just show up here so suddenly, right?"

I looked at him suspiciously, and looked around again, the purple powder in the air was gone.

"Are you sure there are any things that don't have after-effects? Or maybe it won't be effective one day. ”

"Tong Su is not deceived, that is a memory that is directly erased, not sealed."

Eliminate? Sealed? What about the memories in my head? Can it also be unraveled, a thought quietly planted a seed in the bottom of my heart, waiting for a certain opportunity to blossom and bear fruit.

"Is there anything else you don't feel comfortable with? If you are really not sure, you can check again. Qin Yu was not dissatisfied with my suspicious eyes, but took a few steps back generously.

I frowned, got up and walked outside...

The moment I felt the sun, my body only felt warm, and my body reappeared.

It's just that the danger he gave me was too strong, so I declined his offer to go to his house and wait for darkness together, and chose to return to his small courtyard and wait for the darkness to come.

Since Cuicui was abducted from the outside at that time, she was not registered at all, let alone after she died, she could go to the back mountain to find it, and I wanted to go back and check it out with the Yin and Yang Book.

But when he thought of the sequelae of using the Yin-Yang Book, he seemed to be being targeted by Qin Yu at the moment, so he could only give up.

Yes, when I woke up three years ago, I found that I had a book living in my head and a pen in my dantian.

At first, I was still in the dark, and I didn't know if I had mutated.

But those things, as if they belonged to me, could come out with a single thought, and allow me to find out the birthdays of all things in the world, and that pen seemed to be something that could rewrite all this.

What's even more terrifying is that my name is not on it.

There are no names of my mother and father, as if they have been erased by someone, and it seems that my spiritual power is not enough, so I can't find out.

At first, I didn't believe it, but after taking on a few cases, I realized that history is so coincidental that it is frightening.

Fortunately, Ling'er and her family have always been by my side, and finally I didn't collapse so entangled in the days.

It's just that this kind of day when you hold the power of life and death in the world is really uncomfortable.

When I got home, there was no one.

I lay in bed for a long time, always feeling restless, tossing and turning for a long time, and I didn't feel the slightest sleepiness.

The ghost got out of bed, walked into the study, and stood in front of the cupboard with the black and white photos.

After standing quietly for a long time, he reached out and opened the cabinet.

It seems that the fruit inside has just been changed, but strangely enough, no one has ever made incense.

A few times I wanted to order a few, after all, he was also Ling'er's father, but my mother would always look at me from afar with that indescribable expression, which meant that if I did, I would be a sinner, which made me really confused.

Ling'er's reaction is also very peculiar, other children will always ask my father how he is, or cry towards his father, but since I woke up from a car accident, he doesn't seem to have cried once.

Other children usually don't send words until they are at least 78 months old, but he can speak from birth, which must be one of the reasons why my mother brought us here.

Fish and dragons are mixed, so that they can be hidden deeply, so that they will not be sent.

I stood quietly in front of the signboard, and the strange dream of the night before came to my head again, and my face turned red with shame.

Raised his hand and touched it gently, it was a little hotter than expected.

Am I in need? No, for more than three years, I feel like I've been in a state of calm and calm.

It wasn't until I met Qin Yu today that I felt the aura of danger.

I was stunned, and suddenly there were a few light coughs behind me, and I don't know when my father had returned, and he was standing at the door looking at me thoughtfully.

There was a faint and inexplicable light in his eyes, and when he saw me turn around, he walked in generously.

"Dad." I answered, and raised my hand to close the cabinet.

My father's hand was in front of me first, and he said softly, "Don't close it, there's nothing to be ashamed of." ”

I nodded silently, sat down on the stool in the study, and my father took a pot of boiling water, and while scalding the tea set, he said, "You must be very strange, why don't we tell you about him?" ”

He? The handsome man in the black and white photo?

"Anyway, in fact, Ling'er is not that person's child..."

"Bang dang..." I was stunned, and even rolled out with the teacup in my hand.

Not my dead husband's son?

What does this mean?

Did I cuckold people?

Or did my man cuckold me, but I didn't give birth, and the child belonged to someone else? Actually, it was left behind by the dead ghost?

My head was like a mess, and all kinds of strange episodes began to appear.

The father bent down unhurriedly to pick up the debris on the ground, and chuckled: "Anzhi, look where you want to go, it's not what you think..."

"That's?"

Vaguely, I always felt that there was something in my father's words, as if he was going to solve a thousand-year-old puzzle.

He stood up, walked slowly to the door, and with a wave of his hand, placed a soundproof barrier around him.

As if he wanted to say something to me, but sometimes things were too coincidental, and before he could speak, the heavy wooden door was suddenly gently broken open from the outside.

Ling'er's immature little face stood at the door with a little grievance.

"Mother, grandpa, are you going to tell any secrets? Why keep Ling'er out! ”

I glanced at my father in surprise, not to mention that the formation was an ordinary person, even if I went to get it, it would take a lot of time.

But Ling'er just pushed it gently, and the door opened, and there seemed to be no trace of spiritual power fluctuations.

The formation is still complete, and no one seems to have pulled it.

But under the sun, the short shadow of the doll is so obvious.

However, my father seemed to have expected it, and only a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he had already accepted the seriousness when he spoke to me just now.

While beckoning Ling'er into his arms, he said softly.

"It's grandpa's fault, I thought Ling'er wanted to sleep when she went back to the house, but I didn't expect Ling'er to come to my mother!"

Speaking of flowers, my father had already squatted on the ground and gently held Ling'er in his arms.

The intimate interaction between the two soon filled my ears with laughter.

With Ling'er here, my father naturally didn't say anything more, but just talked to me about Gu Bing and Cuicui as usual.

"Anzhi, do you have to do this single task? We are not short of this money, and we always feel that it is not so simple, so it is better for us to return it. ”

I tugged at the corners of my mouth and shook my head helplessly. It would be nice if I could really retreat.

It's a pity that the contract signed in black and white every time seems to be recognized by Heaven.

If I had reversed myself, it would not have been a matter of money.

Because of the harvest, in addition to the money, there is also a very pure spiritual power every time, and the amount is determined according to the size of the list, but there is no source to be found.

"If that's the case, be careful, and if you can't do it, the Father will help you."

"No need Dad, I should be able to handle it, you just need to help me put Ling'er to sleep at night, I may not be back until late tonight..."

But it seems that he has a lot of consideration for this, and he has learned to invite bad consequences.

I sat in a daze until the evening, when the moon had just risen, and I set up an incense table in the courtyard and lit two fine incense candles.

"Too on the stage. The strain is non-stop. Exorcise evil spirits. Protect your life. Wisdom and purity. Peace of mind. Three souls are permanent. There is no loss. Haste as a law. "After reciting the meditation mantra several times, my restless mind finally stabilized a lot.

Raising his hand to collect the corpse in the air, there was a gust of wind in his ears.

The next moment, a ghost with a huge dictionary appeared in front of me.

As if to keep pace with me, he stretched out his hand and shook the huge book in his hand, a white light flashed, and the book disappeared, and there was a PAD-like thing in his hand, which was turquoise, a bit like a brick, but shining brightly.

I always feel like I've seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it.

I shook my head and threw out the miscellaneous thoughts.

"Gu family, I don't know what happened to me this time?"

I raised my hand and took out a candle with the characteristics of a candle, and said, "This is not a very difficult case recently, the female ghost does not know where to bury, but now she has killed more than a dozen people, and if this continues, something must happen." ”

The oni wrinkled his nose, his pale face stretched long, and suddenly opened his mouth, and a blackened tongue stuck out, swishing away the candle in my hand.

The greedy one sucked there for a long time and seemed to enjoy it very much.

After a while, he squinted his eyes and said, "Can't find someone's grave?" Isn't digging graves and fixing holes what your Gu family is best at? How could you not find it! ”

I grinned, what do you mean by digging a grave! When has the old lady dug someone else's grave!

But thinking that he still has to ask for others, he has to endure it.

"There is no birthday, only a pseudonym... Then the archives of the time were also burned to the ground. ”

I said with a bitter face, I felt like a bloody drama.

The ghost glared and stuffed most of the remaining candles into his mouth, and then said, "Are you serious?" ”

"Yes, I only know that the name is Cuicui, the time is 30 years ago, and I asked the ghost to help me check it..."

The ghost in the air reached out and touched his beardless chin, and suddenly fell silent.

There was silence for a moment, and a flash of purity flashed in his eyes.

"It's okay, but it's only 10 candles!"

I...

"10? Why don't you grab it? "I'm full of black lines, is it possible that the price has risen if I change the equipment! You must know that the candle is specially made, and the cost of light is thousands of dollars!

The ghost smiled and gestured with his two hands: "You said it, it was thirty years ago, then this price must be a little more expensive, and for the sake of us all acquaintances, I also gave you a discount." ”

"2 roots! 10 roots you dream about! I said coldly, the old lady is a family person.

"No, no, no, two is too little, 8, how about 8!" He drooled.

"3 roots"! No more, no more, I'll send you back, I don't believe in doing black business, you are the only one in the underworld! ”

His face suddenly turned extremely exciting.

grinning and grinning: "Deal!" ”