In the middle of the main house, the statue of the middle-aged woman is enshrined!

In other words, not long ago, the woman he was talking to, the woman who looked too white-skinned, turned out to be - ghost!

couldn't help but shudder, Hou Wanquan swallowed his saliva, turned his neck with difficulty, and looked behind him, fortunately, there were no ghosts behind him!

"You should understand, young man!"

Liu Laogen put a stick of incense on the woman and said softly!

The voice is dull, revealing infinite depression!

"Uncle ......"

"Don't call me uncle, it sounds like scolding me, you still call me uncle!"

Liu Laogen held a cigarette in his hand and rubbed it back and forth......

Uh, well, it's like swearing!

"Uncle, let's get the things out of the bed in the east side first, since Auntie said that there are things down there, then ......"

Hou Wanquan said as he turned around to get out of the way at the gate, but the moment he turned around, he was almost scared!

Yaya, that aunt, no, it should be said, Xiaolian's mother, phew, it sounds like scolding, what, ghost mother, standing behind Hou Wanquan, her eyes are scarlet, as if she has pink eye!

"I'm dripping mom!"

Hou Wanquan sat on the ground, staring at the ghost mother with his eyes, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, turned his head, like a duck choked by the neck, and said to Liu Laogen with difficulty:

"Uncle, uncle, aunt, aunt, she ......"

"Mengjuan?! Is that you?! Are you back?! ”

Liu Laogen slammed into front of Hou Wan's body, stretched out his hands tremblingly, and slowly stretched out forward, trying to hug his lover!

"Uncle, don't move! Auntie, Auntie in your arms! ”

Hearing Hou Wanquan's words, ghost mother, no, it should be Mengjuan, Hao Mengjuan's original scarlet eyes slowly turned black, and the anger on her body gradually dissipated!

"Mom?!"

Xiaolian broke free from Hou Baoquan's support and trembled forward to erase it, but the ghost mother herself is a ghost, and there is no entity at all, how can she be touched?!

"Mom, Xiaolian misses you so much! Woohoo......"

"Don't cry, Xiaolian, my mother misses you too, but, woo woo......"

The ghost mother was crying, but a crystal teardrop slowly took shape!

Ghost tears!

A man once said: The purest thing in the world is not the wings of angels, but the tears of demons!

Although the ghost mother is not a demon, she is a ghost!

Legend has it that ghosts only shed tears once, and after that, they don't cry again!

Under the guidance of the ghost mother, I found something under the bed in the east ear room - a gold bracelet!

The gold bracelet is the dowry of the ghost mother, and it is also the last relic left to Xiaolian, the gold bracelet is not handed over to Xiaolian for a day, and the ghost mother has an obsession in her heart, so it is impossible to re-enter reincarnation and be reincarnated!

Looking at Xiaolian's father and daughter who hugged their heads and cried, Hou Wanquan sighed lightly and turned around to leave the courtyard, while the ghost mother stood outside the courtyard, as if waiting for Hou Wanquan!

"Thank you, lad, it's time for me to go too! Anyway, I'm a dead man! ”

The ghost mother chuckled and nodded to Hou Wanquan, just like nodding when they first met!

"Auntie, are you going back to the willow tree, or are you ......?"

Hou Wanquan asked cautiously, he wanted to know if there was really a hell and a netherworld, although he already knew about the existence of ghosts!

"I don't know, when I first died, there was a feeling in the dark that guided me to go in a certain direction, but the bracelet was not handed over to Xiaolian, how could I leave, so I stayed."

The ghost mother sighed lightly, closed her eyes and sensed it for a while, and then spoke again:

"But now, I can't feel that voice anymore!"

Well, if you stay in the world, you can only be a geist!

"If, someone has just died, and the soul goes to the Yin Division, you follow and find a place, can you go in?!"

After thinking for a while, Hou Wanquan said again!

"I guess it's okay!"

The ghost mother is not very sure, for such a long time, the ghost mother has been lurking beside Xiaolian, quietly looking at her daughter, looking at her husband, and watching the father and daughter depend on each other!

At the same moment, there was a cry of pain from the emergency department of Manxue City Hospital-

"My baby, my baby! Woohoo......"

Then, a little shadow fan floated out in a daze, and then drifted in a certain direction, if someone stood in mid-air and could see the ghost, then they would definitely find that the direction of the little figure was passing by the graveyard next to the willow tree where Hou Wanquan and the ghost mother were!

And next to the mountain village, next to the willow tree, the ghost mother Zou Ran turned her head, looked in a certain direction, and said differently:

"Someone's dead, and the spirit is flying this way!"

"What?!"

Hou Wanquan blinked, could it really be that someone died?!

Yaya, is your mouth open?!

"Here, hey, it's a little girl!"

As soon as the ghost mother's voice fell, Hou Wanquan also saw the figure floating over, very small, about six years old, very cute, maybe because she had just died, her face was still a little ruddy!

"Keep up!"

With a low shout, Hou Wanquan rushed to chase after him, while the ghost mother sighed lightly, appeared beside Hou Wanquan, and reached out on Hou Wanquan's shoulder.

It's only ten centimeters off the ground, though!

"Don't talk, follow, or you'll wake up the little girl!" Of course, when you get to the place, you must wake up the little girl, this little girl has just died, and she should still be saved! ”

While talking, the ghost mother looked enviously at the little girl who was swaying forward in front of her!

Yes, it's envy, if someone woke her up before her body was destroyed when she died, maybe there would be a chance to come back to life!

"Okay, I'll try it then!"

As soon as Hou Wanquan finished speaking, the little girl in front of him stopped, and then, a three-zhang stone gate appeared out of thin air, with three big characters written on it - Ghost Gate!

The next moment, the ghost gate opened, and a cow, no, it should be said to be a cow, no, it was a ghost god with a bull-headed man holding a steel fork walked out of the ghost gate, glanced at the little girl in front of him, nodded, the steel fork was raised, and he was about to point at the little girl's eyebrows......

"Wait!"

The ghost mother shouted, quickly floated in front of the little girl, and at the same time glanced at Hou Wanquan, asking Hou Wanquan to wake up the little girl quickly!

Although he didn't know why he had to wake up the little girl at this time, and he didn't know why the bull head had to use a spicy steel fork to insert the little girl's eyebrows, although he was very curious, but at this time there was no time to ask!

"What a lonely ghost, daring to appear in front of Grandpa Niu, is simply looking for death!"

The bull head is obviously not a good-natured lord, so he doesn't give the ghost mother a chance to speak at all, and raises the steel fork and swings it at the ghost mother!

Although the speed of the steel fork is not fast, it is extremely calm, as if a mountain can collapse with a steel fork!

"Wait!"

Looking at the steel fork that was about to hit the ghost mother, Hou Wanquan shouted, and pulled the ghost mother behind him, although the ghost mother was safe, but he was in front of the ghost mother, and the steel fork was about to pierce his eyebrows......

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

Hou Wanquan cautiously opened his eyes-

"Goo-dong!"

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and my little heart almost jumped out!

Yaya, the tip of the steel fork, almost close to his eyebrows!

"Human! Give you three seconds, if you can't convince Grandpa Niu, Grandpa Niu will also beat you away! ”

Karma?!

Three seconds?!

The script shouldn't be like this!