"It's good that Lord Yama is willing to meet you." A woman standing next to her spoke.

Don't expect too much for the rest! Yama-sama doesn't have time to deal with your little things!

"I'm ......" Jing Qingran looked up at Lord Yama, his eyes blurred with tears.

"Jing Qingran, let's reincarnate." Lord Yama said.

"No!" Jing Qingran shook his head and said the word out loud.

Lord Yama looked at her coldly.

"At least, let me go and see him......" Jing Qingran said with tears in her eyes and grief.

After a long time, Lord Yama lightly spat out a word: "Accurate." ”

……

Jing Qingran's soul is taken to a parallel world by the ghost.

They came to a courtyard.

This courtyard looks magnificent, and the scenery is inclined to the ancient style.

Two ghosts, one is clear, the three of them can enter the room through the wall, and they come and go in a hurry, and outsiders can't notice their existence at all.

"Your husband is in this room." The ghost told Jing Qingran.

Then, a soul floated into the room.

Two ghosts were waiting for her outside.

Like a breeze, she swept through the window.

In this room, the furnishings are very good, and Jing Qingran floats in it.

There was no one in it, only a child lying on a small bed, and this child was a newborn child, only one year old.

Jing Qingran looked at this child, and in an instant, he burst into tears.

The child was so small that he lay here alone, and there was no one else in the room.

This is the reincarnation of her husband.

He was only a year old, with a small face and big eyes, and he was so cute.

Jing Qingran has never seen her husband when he was a child, even in modern times, there are very few photos of her husband when he was a child, and there are no photos of her baby at all.

Damn, what...... The old man two years ago has turned into a pink baby today.

Jing Qingran decided that this was her husband.

Before she came, the judge also told her that her husband is now a little baby.

Jing Qingran couldn't help but want to reach out and touch him.

Jing Qingran's soul changed from transparent to translucent, but her feet still floated in mid-air.

She was an old woman with silver hair and a wrinkled face.

"Husband......" Jing Qingran shouted, but unfortunately, her voice can only be heard by herself, and all people in this world hear is the sound of the wind.

Seeing him again, Jing Qingran was very happy, this joy, close to ecstasy, happy to tears.

"I ...... See you again. Jing Qingran said happily with tears in his eyes.

"It turns out that when you were a child, you looked so cute." Jing Qingran said, pinching his little face with his hand.

This little Mu Zhengchen actually looked at Jing Qingran with dark eyes.

Jing Qingran could feel that Mu Zhengchen was looking at her.

This little child could not speak and was not able to move.

However, at this moment, he was looking at the translucent Jing Qingran with his eyes wide open.

I can't take my eyes off it, and I look very serious.

Jing Qingran smiled at him slightly, put his hand on his face, and pinched it again.

Jing Qingran has just become a ghost, and as a ghost, her mana is still very weak, and she can only become translucent, not completely opaque.

Jing Qingran was also worried that his appearance would scare him.

However, the little baby was not only not frightened, but looked at her as if it were looking at something very interesting.