When people leave, the soul will naturally be taken away, can you still remember?

But when I think of the divine soldier attached to Lin Ming before, I admire it very much, that divine soldier is that kind of power-type player at first glance, and I don't have to say it.

After this experience, I learned a lot of things, not to mention that the skill of collecting ghosts has increased greatly, and that it is a human reason, which has made me understand a lot.

To be a man, remember not to be impulsive, at the beginning, Taiwei Li was a little impulsive, and he couldn't figure out the emperor's psychological state at that time, so he led to death by admonishment. And the emperor is also impetuous, and he has no ability to deal with it when he encounters problems, but kills important ministers of the country, which is not the work of the Ming monarch.

However, history has passed, and all that remains is for posterity to comment.

After a night of fighting, except for Lin Ming and the others, I was tired, not to mention, I was very sleepy.

Seeing that they excitedly took out the dice from the shopkeeper and started gambling, I shook my head helplessly, it was they who made me look at the Ming Dynasty soldiers who became like this, so can the Ming Dynasty not be destroyed?

When I got back to my room, I fell straight into bed and fell asleep.

But I didn't sleep for long, and I felt a burst of brightness in front of me, as if someone was shining a flashlight into my eyes, which was very dazzling, and the feeling was very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

In a daze, I also heard a cry, I thought it was Lin Ming who was playing tricks on me, and when I opened my eyes, I was ready to scold them.

But when I opened my eyes, what I saw in front of me was not the appearance of the inn general at all, but my old house.

The overhead light is bright, but it is a little yellow, looking at the furnishings in the room, this is not wrong, it is my room in the old house.

The familiar cabinet, the wooden bed where I was lying, the cloth shoes that my grandfather made for me under the bed, everything was so familiar, everything was so real.

Am I back? That's the first reaction in my mind, it's so real, this intimacy, this intimacy of home, I haven't felt it for a long time.

It makes me feel comfortable, it makes me feel relaxed, especially when I breathe in the air, which is still mixed with a hint of classical atmosphere, and it makes me feel that all this is true.

"Woo woo woo ~ ~~" At this time, there was a sudden burst of crying from a girl outside, the crying cry was very desolate, crying was very sad, as if she had lost her mother and lost her child, I am afraid that in this world, there is no such desolate sound.

It's just that this voice sounds so familiar to me? It's so familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere, but I can't remember that this is obviously not my mother's cry, so which girl's cry is this? How did you get to my house?

It can't be a ghost, right? It must have been a dream.

I kept telling myself, but I couldn't control the steps under my feet to move forward, and the curiosity that rose in my heart was even more irrepressible, and I wanted to go out and see what was going on outside.

Thinking about it now, I'm also a person who knows some ghost tricks, can I be afraid? If any evil spirit wants to attack me, I will kill him with a single decision.

Thinking about it, I emboldened myself and pushed open the door to the cry.

The cry came from the hall of the old house, the hall house, the place where the incense stand of the old house, every month of the year, whether it is the Midyear Festival or what, it is a place to burn paper, and ghosts are the most taboo to go to other people's halls, because that place is a place to worship the ancestors' spiritual seats, ghosts and ghosts break in, it is undoubtedly annoying.

But if it's not a ghost, then what is it? Could it really be that someone is crying in the hall?

Thinking of this, I remembered some things I saw when I was a child, and I remember that when I was a child, my grandmother's body was parked in the hall, and my parents were crying in front of the coffin of my grandmother in the hall.

I chuckled in my heart, could it be that something happened at home?

I can't believe it, I can't imagine it, grandpa? Father? Or Mom? I can't believe it's true.

But at this time, the curiosity in my heart was even greater, and I quickened my pace towards the hall, and along the way, I did not see a single figure, not even a noise, but the cry, and no other sound.

Supposedly, if there are dead people, then at least there are many people who work as dojos in old houses, helping with work such as graves and burials (this is our custom here), but there is no shadow of a single person.

Isn't it really a hell of a sight?

Thinking to myself, I picked up a law decision and walked towards the hall, but when I walked into the hall, there were many people standing in the hall at this time, and the faces of those people were very unfamiliar, I had never seen these faces, they were standing in the hall one by one, as if there were dozens of people.

On the other side of the wooden wall, there was a corpse parked at this time, and the corpse was covered with a white cloth, and the face could not be seen.

Directly below the corpse, there is an oil lamp, this lamp has many functions, one theory is to detect whether the deceased will come back to make trouble, if the lit oil lamp is suddenly ethereal, then it is likely that the soul of the deceased has returned.

There are many types of corpse fraud, such as borrowing the corpse of cats and dogs, and there are also borrowing the corpses of people, and even more so that they seem to come back to life, which is to catch the essence of animals such as cats and dogs. In this case, the oil lamp is usually very bright, but suddenly it goes out.

Therefore, after the death of a person, the people in the family will send two people to change shifts to keep vigil, and the watch is actually which station is the oil lamp to prevent it from going out.

And next to the corpse, at this time kneeling a girl, the girl had miniature curly hair, permed, reddish, and looked very good, especially the skin, which looked watery, wearing a white dress, hunched and weeping. Looking at the back, it is definitely a beauty, but the cry looks very desolate. The cry I heard just now was the cry of this girl.

But looking at the girl's back, I felt a little familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere, it was too familiar.

When the people of the hall saw me, their faces finally showed expressions, strange expressions, but no one spoke, but made way for me, and I walked in front of the girl, but when I saw her face, I was so frightened that I took a few steps back.

How is this possible? Who the hell am I now? Why does this girl look exactly like me? Am I not a wood seed?

One question after another jumped out of my mind in an instant, where I was, I was so scared that I trembled, I couldn't believe all this in front of me.

The girl also stood up and looked at me, asking me who I was, and if I had come to mourn her grandfather. When I heard this, I was even more shocked, who am I? I'm Wood Seed, and I almost asked her who she was.

But I obviously felt that something was wrong here, and I didn't directly say who I was, perhaps, my current face was not my original face!

It's no wonder those people looked at me so strangely, they didn't know me, but I didn't even know them.

At this time, I was more concerned about my grandfather, and her words were that grandpa was dead?

My heart suddenly felt like a drop of blood, my chest was clogged, grandpa went?

Nodding slightly, I bypassed the girl to go to see my grandfather, and when I was about to open the white cloth to visit my grandfather, my heart beat suddenly accelerated, I don't know why, I don't dare to face such a fact, how I hope lying down is not my relative.

Just as I was about to lift the white cloth, suddenly the girl grabbed me and shook her head to tell me not to look, and she looked at me very strangely, as if she was hinting at me something.

Especially her action, I am more sure that she is not Mu Seed, she is not me, she is just occupying my body.

But at this time, my heart was very flustered, especially thinking that my grandfather was dead, and my heart was even more sad, where did I understand the hint that the girl gave me, even if I understood some weirdness, there was not so much life and death.

I lifted the white cloth directly, but the moment I lifted the cloth, I regretted it.

At this time, the person in front of me was indeed my grandfather's appearance, but my grandfather's face was extremely black, as if his whole face was densely covered with this black gas, as if he had been poisoned, and it looked particularly terrifying.

I couldn't accept this fact, and I couldn't help but fall tears.

"If you don't come, why are you here?" Before I could come back to my senses, I heard an old voice sound, so familiar, so long for me to see.

It's grandpa's voice, hearing this voice I, I subconsciously looked down, when I saw grandpa, I couldn't help but already, grandpa actually opened his eyes, and was talking to me, although the expression was dark, but it seemed a little worried and anxious, and asked me to leave quickly, don't come to die, saying that I am the only one left in the family, and the only seedling must live.

When I heard this, I felt very strange, why did my grandfather suddenly say such things to me?

Then I remembered that since I arrived here, I haven't seen my parents, I haven't seen my aunt and them, is something wrong?

Thinking of this, I looked down and was about to ask my grandfather what happened, but at this time my grandfather looked at me with a smile, and that kind smile was not a kind and kind smile, but a very strange smile, and his face was extremely black at this time, which made him even more terrifying.