I'm just trying to save someone, why is there so much resistance, and all the people I meet are such perverted level guys.

Since it's not Fu Xiaojie, then there's no point in me being here, anyway, I'm not a member of the special operations group, and it's not my responsibility to catch ghosts or anything.

"Then let's go ...... now" Seeing this scene, I turned around and left, and as soon as the door opened, my tears burst into tears, "Mom and Dad......"

Outside, it was not a hallway, but my childhood home, my father was sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper, and my mother was in and out of the kitchen with delicious dishes.

When my mother turned around, she saw me and beckoned to me kindly, "Fight, it's time to get off work, the meal is on the table, and today I made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs." ”

Dad glanced at me, folded the newspaper, got up and went to the living room to carry two cakes and put them on the dining table, and complained dissatisfiedly, "Come back so late, your mother and I have worked hard to prepare your birthday, and the cakes are almost not delicious!"

I noticed that my father was mentioning two cakes, and the memory suddenly became active in my mind, and it seemed that since I can remember, there have been two cakes on every birthday, and the clothes, toys, and villain books are all bought in double copies, and I didn't have so many eyes when I was a child, thinking that my father was to satisfy my greed, and never asked...... Now, because of the existence of glory, I seem to understand a little bit.

Maybe this trick of the dream demon can untie the knot in the heart of the glory for a long time, "Dad, why do you have to buy two cakes every time I celebrate my birthday?"

Dad looked at the cake on the table, his expression was a little sad, and he let out a long sigh, "Of course the two of you have to buy two cakes for your birthday!"

I wondered how there would be so much hatred if Zhengguang knew this, "You've been in my body for so long, didn't you always know that Mom and Dad would also give you a birthday? ”

Zhengguang also seemed to be greatly stimulated, and his voice became inaudible, "Every year your birthday is the time when I dare not come out, I am afraid to see your family of three harmonious, I only came out on your birthday, and the result was ......"

The only time was when his parents were in a car accident, and before he could even look at the cake that his parents had ordered for him, he was carried away by jealousy and made an irreparable mistake.

It seems that meeting the dream demon this time is not necessarily a bad thing, if there is no hate, Zhengguang may live a less dark life.

Although it is only a short reunion, I want Zhengguang to experience the joy of family reunion for a while.

Even though I knew that there was a tiger's den in front of me, I walked in without fear and sat at the dining table chatting and eating with my parents, and the picture was beautiful like a dream.

We were talking hi, "bang", the door was kicked directly from the outside, Meng Po appeared at the door with a nervous face, and yelled at me, "This is a dream, you come out quickly!"

I almost sang the birthday song with candles, I still want to fight for glory, my parents will eat the birthday cake together before leaving, I don't want Meng Po to disturb us at this time, and she is a little unpolite, "I know, you go out first, and I'll stay for a while......"

Meng Po was stunned at the door, obviously a little surprised by my reaction, and rushed in and pulled my arm out, "I...... Are you crazy?"

There was only one last step left, I shook off Meng Po's hand and asked her not to disturb again, "You let go, I'm not crazy, you just stand here and wait for me for a few minutes, don't rush in suddenly......"

Pulling Meng Po to the door, I returned to the table alone, lit candles with my parents, sang happy birthday songs, and ate cake...... In the meantime, I clearly heard my parents singing happybirthdayto when they sang it for the second time, and my brain suddenly dizzy, and there was a sound of crying in the depths of my mind.

This time, Zhengguang should understand that he has never been given up, his parents will not love him less at all, and he will no longer have to live in hate.

I didn't comfort him for glory, he might regret it, but in the end he was liberated and his soul was free.

After doing all this, I turned my head to look, Meng Po was still standing at the door with a confused face, recalling that I didn't speak very well to Meng Po just now, and I still felt a little embarrassed when facing her.

I walked up to Meng Po with my head down, grabbed Meng Po's arm and walked out, "Let's go!"

However, the dream demon is really so easy to deal with, and it will not be kept at home by Ren Mingshan, as soon as the door is pushed open, we are in another dream realm......

A little girl of seven or eight years old in a red cotton jacket was locked in a room full of coffins and no windows, she sat in the corner with her legs crossed tremblingly, her eyes overflowing with tears were full of helplessness and horror, and her mouth repeatedly muttered to drive away the strange ghosts around her, "Go away, I'm not afraid of you...... Go away...... Go away......"

I don't know what she saw, but in the same space as the coffin, it's hard for an adult to do, who is so cruel to call such a lovely little girl to stay here......

Meng Po beside her suddenly charged out like crazy, pulled out a matching gun and shot around, screaming, "Don't ...... Go away...... No...... Ah......h

There were no eyes for knives and guns, and I didn't dare to stay by Meng Po's side, so I retreated to a relatively safe area and looked at the emergency situation in front of me.

Meng Po seemed to be protecting the little girl, seemingly shooting indiscriminately, but every shot was steadily and accurately shot into the ghost's death hole...... But it's a dream, and these special bullets don't have any effect on ghosts at all.

My eyes moved back and forth between Meng Po and the little girl a few times, and I found that this little girl and Meng Po were a little similar, maybe she was Meng Po's childhood?

But what happened next completely overturned my suspicions, because the little girl finally broke down, could not stand the harassment of the ghosts, and rushed to one of the coffins, and hit her head in the corner of the coffin, bleeding like a pour, and passed out...... until bleeding to death......

Seeing this, Meng Po's eyes widened in disbelief, and she sat on the ground, holding her head in pain.

Since this little girl is dead, then she will not be Meng Po, the little girl's body is lying cold in the coffin group, lonely, and I feel uncomfortable when I see it.

After I don't know how long, the door of the room was opened from the outside, and a middle-aged man walked in from the outside with a miniature version of the little girl in his arms, and saw the stiffened corpse, but shook his head with a little regret and turned to leave.

The miniature version of the little girl struggled in the man's arms, crying at the corpse, "Sister...... Sister ......"