Soon, the three members of the An family fought for the result, and An's father took the risk.

After deciding on it, taking advantage of the fact that it was still early, Mo Fei asked the An family to prepare cinnabar and rune paper.

After the things were ready, Mo Fei began to draw the talismans.

An's father prepared for the worst and found a lawyer to arrange a will, and An Lingling and An's mother have been accompanying him to liquidate his assets.

Tang Tang stayed by Mo Fei's side all the time, watching him draw talismans.

Mo Fei is a ghost, but his posture of drawing talismans is not much different from that of ordinary Heavenly Master Taoists, the only difference is that after his talisman pen falls, there will be a gust of wind in the house......

As time passed, the moon gradually rose.

When Mo Fei received the last stroke, the time happened to stop at the sub-hour.

The three of An also arranged everything and went to the living room together.

At this time, the living room is very different from before, it is obviously the weather in July, but it is bitterly cold, and there is a gossip made of red rope on the white floor tiles.

The coffee table is full of charms.

Seeing that the An family had arrived, Mo Fei didn't give them any buffer time, and directly pointed to the coffee table in the living room, "Put the little female ghost on the coffee table, you have to be able to start." ”

"Oh, good." This atmosphere was too depressing, and even An Lingling, who had always been very lively, had a rare solemn face.

After putting An Linglong, who had been holding it in the palm of her hand, on the coffee table, the yin qi in the room suddenly condensed into a mist.

With the moonlight, the yin qi flowed into the magic circle, and was absorbed by An Linglong's soul, and gradually, An Linglong's soul formed an extremely yin trend, intertwined with the moonlight, and ran endlessly.

The surrounding yin qi became more and more intense, like clouds and mist.

An Linglong's body gradually grew up under the double wash of yin qi and moonlight, until it returned to the way she was before her death - a little girl who seemed to be asleep.

Father An bit his lip fiercely, so he couldn't hold back his tears.

Mother An and An Lingling had long been in tears.

Tang Tang couldn't hold back his tears.

She is the person who has met An Linglong's ghost the most in this house, but a few times before, An Linglong has been big and small, but she has always looked like a ghost, and this time, she finally found a familiar shadow in her.

After deciding on it, taking advantage of the fact that it was still early, Mo Fei asked the An family to prepare cinnabar and rune paper.

After the things were ready, Mo Fei began to draw the talismans.

An's father prepared for the worst and found a lawyer to arrange a will, and An Lingling and An's mother have been accompanying him to liquidate his assets.

Tang Tang stayed by Mo Fei's side all the time, watching him draw talismans.

Mo Fei is a ghost, but his posture of drawing talismans is not much different from that of ordinary Heavenly Master Taoists, the only difference is that after his talisman pen falls, there will be a gust of wind in the house......

As time passed, the moon gradually rose.

When Mo Fei received the last stroke, the time happened to stop at the sub-hour.

The three of An also arranged everything and went to the living room together.

At this time, the living room is very different from before, it is obviously the weather in July, but it is bitterly cold, and there is a gossip made of red rope on the white floor tiles.

The coffee table is full of charms.

Seeing that the An family had arrived, Mo Fei didn't give them any buffer time, and directly pointed to the coffee table in the living room, "Put the little female ghost on the coffee table, you have to be able to start." ”

This atmosphere was too depressing, and even An Lingling, who had always been very lively, had a rare solemn face.