"Xiao Qingzi, you are not wrong, our death has nothing to do with you. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Deng Yuanzhou's tone of speech at this time was very similar to that of a little adult, comforting Yang Muqing softly, as if Yang Muqing was still the easily frightened child twenty years ago.

Yang Muqing looked at him in astonishment, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, is Deng Yuanzhou really his own Nianling? How can it be completely uncontrolled by its own will.

In his heart, all this is obviously his own fault, countless midnight dreams, he will be returned to the helpless five-year-old appearance, watching the two lives that have intersected with his life trajectory disappear from front of his eyes, but he can do nothing but shed tears uselessly.

Thinking about the spirit and thinking are connected, and Deng Yuanzhou shouldn't comfort himself in turn.

"Bang ......"

The sound of banging on the window.

Yang Muqing looked up and saw a face that he had been thinking about for many years.

Smiling into crescent eyes, two deep dimples, white with a rosy complexion, long hair tied with a ponytail, overall belongs to the upper average look, it doesn't look very beautiful, but it will feel very comfortable.

She was holding a big black and cyan umbrella, wearing a goose-yellow floral dress, standing in the wind and rain, it was Huang Xiaoya!

“…… Teacher Xiaoya......"

Yang Muqing was stunned for a long time before remembering to open the car door.

Huang Xiaoya put away the umbrella, got into the back seat, and sat side by side with Deng Yuanzhou.

She seemed to bring in the cold and damp air outside the car, and the temperature inside the car plummeted in an instant.

"I've finally found you, Xiao Qingzi, will you tell the teacher if you want to run next time?" Huang Xiaoya said exactly the same thing as back then, and her tone was not the same.

The tears in Yang Muqing's eyes could no longer be suppressed, and the big ones fell down.

"Teacher Xiaoya, I'm sorry; Deng Yuanzhou, I'm sorry. ”

This is a sentence that he thought about countless times but never said.

"Silly boy, what are you talking about? Let's drive, let's go home. Huang Xiaoya patted Yang Muqing's shoulder, and there was no blame in her eyes.

Yang Muqing wiped her tears, nodded, and continued to drive forward.

How nice would it be if we could actually go home together?

He remembered that the master had told him that there are many kinds of mindfulness, and if it is formed by one person's thoughts, the mindfulness will be relatively pure, and if the thoughts of different people are mixed, the situation will be more troublesome, because the mindfulness created by multiple people is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, and it will give birth to a new temperament, even if it is a person who was extremely good in life, if everyone believes that he died of injustice, he will definitely take revenge, then the mindfulness formed after death may also be an extremely troublesome spirit.

But Huang Xiaoya and Deng Yuanzhou should obviously be the thoughts made by themselves, such as pure and good, a little unreal!

It seems that someone has done something inside......

Who? The most suspicious is Murong Cao, but it is unlikely that she knows about her secret, because even Li Hang may not know so many details.

The second may be Bodhi, but Bodhi has always been used to being casual, even if it is his own apprentice, he may not be so attentive.

If it weren't for someone doing it, something was wrong. Could it be that there is someone or something that has been ignored by me?

Today's rain is just a torrential rain that should stop after a while, but today's sky is like a faucet that hasn't been turned off.

Huang Xiaoya and Deng Yuanzhou didn't speak again, Yang Muqing wanted to open his mouth to break the silence, but he didn't know what to say.

On this occasion, it seems that it is not quite right to say anything, the other party is not a ghost, but a spirit, and there is no divine consciousness of their own.

The car had already driven into the col, and ten minutes further on, it was the site of the accident twenty years ago.

At that time, the flying rocks on the cliff on the side of the mountain fell, Huang Xiaoya did not see it with an umbrella, she and Deng Yuanzhou, who was also under an umbrella, were hit and died on the spot, and Xiaoyang Muqing, who was holding an umbrella alone, was less than five steps away from them, but they were separated from life and death.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the car's wipers were already a little insufficient.

Yang Muqing could only slow down the speed of the car and move forward slowly.

There's someone ahead!

Yang Muqing slammed on the brakes, but he didn't hit it.

It's just that when he was frightened and tried to look ahead, he saw a scene that made him, who had always been calm, unable to continue to be calm.

In the middle of the road, under a large black and blue umbrella, two figures, one large and one small, stood quietly, as if they had been waiting for him for many years.

Yang Muqing turned around, the back seat was empty, and Nian Ling was a very low-energy ghost, and in front of the main master, it would automatically disappear.

In the Soul Asking Center, Murong Cao, who saw the two purple sandalwood sticks extinguished in front of him, was shocked.

Yang Muqing will see Huang Xiaoya and Deng Yuanzhou's thoughts for no reason, it is indeed because she did her tricks, who asked her to kindly mop the floor for Yang Muqing one day, dragged out an old painting, the painting shows a young woman holding two little boys, one of the shorter and thinner little boys can't see their faces clearly, it seems to be deliberately hidden, but from the outline, it can be seen that Yang Muqing was a child, and the gloomy tone can see that he is very unhappy, and it is completely incompatible with the other two who laughed cheerfully.

At that time, her guess was: Maybe it was Yang Muqing's mother and brother......

She tried to ask Li Hang, but Li Hang couldn't say why, and she was very curious, so when Yang Muqing was not paying attention, she gave him deep hypnosis, and after understanding the cause and effect of the matter, she deliberately chose to give Yang Muqing a holiday today, and then moved out of "Nian Xiang", trying to condense Nian Ling in Yang Muqing's room.

She has collected a lot of strange similar things in the past few years, and she is also sure that the "Nian Xiang" is quite effective.

Seeing that it was going well, the incense suddenly went out!

There can only be one reason - that is, Yang Muqing encountered a lot of trouble, so that Nian Ghost returned in vain.

Murong Cao hurriedly dialed the phone, very uneasy in his heart.

However, she dialed several times, and the phone always came with the same sentence: "The person you are calling is not in the service area......"