There was silence all around, and everyone stopped talking, probably mentioning it as a pity.

"When is the time for retribution?" The male ghost added, I kind of agree with this sentence.

threw himself directly at him, and his eyes were impressed, but he saw that his eyes were light and light.

This may be the difference between immortals and mortals, but after all, I am a mortal, a layman, jealousy is unavoidable, in addition to jealousy, I will also be greedy for money, greedy, angry, showing off......

Although there is still a little bit of righteousness in my heart, when I really encounter something, I don't ask for more blessings and try to minimize my losses?

"My son......!" Suddenly, a miserable cry erupted behind him.

The old woman didn't know when she also came over, and witnessed the whole process, and heard Yan Yufeng's words. He knelt miserably on the ground, his body covered with dirt chips, his gray sideburns were scattered, tears flowed down his face with wrinkles and furrows, and his body trembled like rotten wood swaying by the river, completely without support.

I went over to comfort her, but there was no one but me. His old man died, and now that yin and yang are separated, it is useless to look at him like this, he can't touch it, he can't touch it, he can't touch it, and it's impossible to even wipe his tears.

Being alive is the basic motivation of human beings.

"Everything is a death, and you have to get involved in the affairs of the yang world. When you were alive, you were the first in the village, but what about now? Did you see such a reckless end? Your son's yang life is not over, it is said that if Baoqiang's body is still yang, but now that his body is gone, he can only wander in the underworld and the yang, he is in pain. ”

Yan Yufeng seemed to see everything around him, joys and sorrows, and the tone of saying this kind of thing was actually a little boring, which was really incomprehensible to me.

I flew over and glared at him tightly, telling him to stop talking, and the old woman was going to faint from crying.

When the old man Xu heard this, he was dumbfounded, and knelt at the feet of Yan Yufeng with a plop, his eyes full of sadness, and at this time he also knew that he was no longer qualified to shed tears: "Lord Yan, please do well, do well and save my son!" You can let me enter any reincarnation, and I can never be reborn, my son is innocent......"

"The spiritual power of your son's soul is already very weak, not only did you set up a small tomb for him, but after all, he is a living person, you have not given him food for seven hundred and forty-nine days, and he is now starving to death. If the soul is dead, it is no different from a scattered soul, and it really does not exist. ”

"You've got enough......" I finally couldn't help it, and even if it didn't happen to me, I couldn't bear it.

The person on the other side, whether it is the underworld or the yang, after all, Yan Yufeng is not afraid of this, and the old woman will be angry to death all of a sudden?

"Lord Yama, Lord Yama...... Ah...... "The old woman knelt on the ground and moved her knees hard, moving towards Yan Yufeng, I couldn't help her up, she moved over, and looked at the expressionless ghost king with tears in her eyes, this time for her son, she was not afraid of Yan Yufeng, kowtowed again and again, knocked hard, and blood soon flowed out of the corner of her forehead: "Lord Yama, you take me away, I'm going to the underworld to find my hard-working son......" said, the old man cried, crying very much.