Mrs. Pang squatted beside the box, gently picked up the small leash with her fingertips, opened the box, and reached out to touch the small jar of white jade rattan hand.

Luo Chanyi also approached slowly, only to feel that his body was a little stiff, unable to describe the feeling at this moment, shock, sadness, and sadness......

She bent down to pick up the scroll, unfolded it, and looked at Madame Pang's face in a blink of an eye.

No wonder the first time she saw this young man, she felt inexplicably familiar, she had indeed seen it, he was full of the shadows of Pang Sanye and Mrs. Pang!

She had never thought it was like this before!

Lu Jue also leaned over to look at the scroll, fixed for a moment, and his gaze re-locked on Mrs. Pang, his eyes became extremely deep.

"How many times did he tell me at that time, let me believe him, I must believe him, he said, as our son, even if he is messing around, he knows right and wrong, how to do such an outrageous thing, but I, I still didn't protect him, no one believed him, he was cold......

Madame Pang choked slowly, turned her back to them, and quietly wiped away her tears.

After stabilizing for a long time, she took out the small dagger from the box, sharpened a piece of raw rhino, held the small incense burner in her palm, and slowly lit it.

A strange aroma spread along with the slender smoke.

Beside Mrs. Pang, a blue and white figure fell, it was him.

He looked down at Madame Pang, his eyes full of sadness, and reached out to touch her shoulder, trying to comfort her.

The hand was only in a trance, and he couldn't touch her at all.

Even at this time, except for Luo Chanyi, no one else could see him at all.

It wasn't until the raw rhino incense lingered all over the room that Lu Jue's expression suddenly appeared strange, and he looked at Mrs. Pang in surprise, the person who was exactly the same as the one in the painting.

Mrs. Pang stood up and looked at him lovingly and sadly: "His name is Pang Wenxuan, and my name is chosen by me, may he be gentle and elegant, and may he be frank and open."

She raised her hand and touched the direction of his face, even if she couldn't touch anything, she still didn't want to withdraw her hand: "He never let me down, no matter how arrogant and willful he is, he has never done anything wrong, he has never been a ghost, and he has not hurt anyone."

Luo Chanyi looked at the two of them, her heart became sour, she took a deep breath, and said, "Mrs. Pang......

She was about to open her mouth to persuade when she heard the door of the closet "creak".

Everyone was shocked, and Mrs. Pang was even more startled, and immediately turned her head to look.

One foot stepped on the ground outside the cupboard, and after a long while, the other foot came out, and his legs trembled slightly.

Pang Sanye's flushed face was revealed, he covered his face with one hand, his arm twitched, and he cried suppressedly, without making a sound.

"You? Why are you here?" Mrs. Pang's voice trembled, and she turned her head to look at her son, her eyes full of panic.

Pang Wenxuan was not surprised, but the grief in his eyes instantly magnified countless times.

Finally, Pang Sanye removed the palm in front of him, only to see that his face was full of mottled tears, and his eyes were as red as blood.

The moment he saw Pang Wenxuan, his body shook even more violently, like a flood that could no longer be suppressed, erupting and crying like thunder.

He remembered it all, remembered it all.

The first time I picked up the soft him, the first time I pulled his delicate little fist......

For the first time, he called his father in a childish voice, and for the first time, he ran to him far away with his small arms......

He remembered, too.

I yelled at him for the last time, slapped him a few times in front of his aggrieved face for the last time, pushed him into the dark barn for the last time, and touched his cold body for the last time......

He staggered up to him, stretched out his hand tremblingly, the vicissitudes of life were desperately grasping in the air, obviously his son was in front of him, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch him.

Suddenly, Pang Sanye's hand froze in the air, he seemed to be struggling with something, he frowned in pain, the more he wrinkled, the tighter he wrinkled, and the other hand also grabbed his chest fiercely.

In the next moment, as his body shook violently, a large stream of blood spurted out of his nostrils.

It really squirted out, crossed Pang Wenxuan's ethereal body, and fell to the ground, with a long paralyzed blood stain.

"Daddy!" Pang Wenxuan stood in front of him, crying silently.

Mrs. Pang rushed over and grabbed Pang Sanye's hand, crying to help him wipe the blood on his face: "Don't scare me, don't scare me......

Pang Sanye turned his head to look at her, his eyes in disbelief, and a gritty hoarse voice came out of his throat: "Why didn't you tell me, I forgot my son, why didn't you tell me, I even forgot my son......

At this point, his voice changed safely, and he fell into a howling cry again, remorse, sorrow, and he could not forgive himself.

Why did he forget, he killed his own son with his own hands, why should he forget it!

He raised his hand and slapped himself, and the big tears were thrown away, but he felt that it was not enough, and opened his bow left and right, every time it sounded like thunder, as if he wanted to repay all the punches he had made in Pang Wenxuan's face.

The nosebleeds that had just been wiped off came out again.

"Daddy!" Pang Wenxuan wanted to stop it, but he couldn't do it at all.

"Don't fight, don't fight, you didn't forget, you didn't forget!"

Madame Pang held his hand and cried heartbreakingly: "You're just sick, you're sick, I'd rather you stay sick than see you torture yourself......

Two lines of hot liquid slid across her cheeks, and Luo Chanyi realized that she was crying too.

Lu Jue gently patted her shoulder at this time and motioned for her to go out.

She glanced at the family of three, and they really didn't fit in here, so she went out with him.

They tossed and turned downstairs to the backyard of the inn.

At this time, it was already late autumn, and the flowers and plants had lost their color, leaving only a small stream running across the entire backyard, flowing tirelessly.

"How did you find out about the Locking Bottle?" Lu Jue asked as he walked.

She turned her head to look at him, "I said it all, I read it from a book."

In order to make it more realistic, she added: "My dad is a person, in addition to studying pharmacology, he also likes to collect those strange books and anecdotes, and I usually pass the time and read some of them."

Lu Jue nodded, didn't seem to doubt it, and said after a long silence: "If the bottle doesn't break, he can always hide inside?"

Luo Chanyi was a little surprised, and looked at him quietly for a while, he would ask like this, obviously also moved by compassion.

Lu Jue is a person with a great contrast between inside and outside, and he is not allowed to enter on the outside, and he is as cold as an iceberg, but in fact, his heart is very soft.

She sighed slowly and looked up in the direction of the upstairs room: "People can't be resurrected after death, they are doing this against the sky, and it will not benefit anyone."

She was a little tired, walked to the swing chair under the ginkgo tree, and sat down slowly, her body slowly swaying with the swing.

Lu Jue followed, the golden leaves under his feet made a rustling sound, he stood under the tree, raised his head slightly, and saw the golden leaves in his eyes, occasionally a few falling with the wind.

"They didn't think it would be good." Lu Jue's voice is more lonely than autumn.

Luo Chanyi turned his eyes to look at him, behind him was a golden white fruit leaf, he stood facing the sunset, his body seemed to be plated with a layer of void red light, blurring the outline, only the eyebrows and eyes were clear and deep as usual.

He is right, what is the benefit of the word "love"? It's just that love that can't be let go.

Pang Sanye blamed himself, he fell seriously ill, and the painful and huge blow made his memory collapse, and when he woke up, he forgot that he had a son, and even had a delusion about his age.

If you can forget for a lifetime, it would be good to suddenly wake up, which will only bring more pain.

No one knows what Mrs. Pang has gone through, how many hardships she overcame to find the lock yin bottle, how much hardship she has to keep her son's soul, and how many hardships she has paid to find the raw rhino incense, just to see him when she misses him to the bone.

Nor will anyone appreciate the one Pang Wenxuan is facing

Che, who was originally an unruly young man, turned into a ghost who could not see the light, hiding in a dark and smelly bottle, day and night in the world that no longer belonged to him, and had to bear all kinds of suspicions from his biological father.

With a chaotic mind in his head, Luo Chanyi sighed: "I will say what I need to say, and they are the ones who make the final decision, after all, this is someone's family matter, and I am not a real Taoist......

If this incident happened, she should not be blamed, her mission is not to catch ghosts.

If you want to blame her for a crime of inaction, she will say that her ability is limited, she can't fight the lock bottle, and she can't find where the ghost is.

But if you ask her, why don't you tell the underworld about it?

That...... Alas, then let's talk about it then.

She kicked the ground twice in frustration, and the swing writhed wildly.

After they went upstairs, their family was still in Luo Chanyi's room, all with swollen eyes, but fortunately, their emotions were stable.

Seeing them come back, Third Master Pang came up a little tired, his face was very haggard, and he barely squeezed out a wry smile: "Two Dao Masters, today, let you see a joke."

He sighed weakly: "It turns out that I am almost forty years old, and the strange thing is that before today, I looked at my wrinkled face in the mirror and did not feel anything abnormal, and when I looked at my wife and looked at the appearance of everyone around me, I did not feel that there was any problem. They all hid it from me, and my second brother also ordered that no one in the county should mention Wen Xuan, and I have been dreaming of being in my twenties......

When he spoke, his expression changed completely, and the same face could be said to be high-spirited before, but at this time, his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

"Thank you both for helping us so much......" he put his hands together and bowed his head deeply.

"Don't, we can't afford it." Luo Chanyi and the others immediately helped them up.

Mrs. Pang said, "In the end, we are a family, and we still have one thing to ask for......

Luo Chanyi nodded: "I know Mrs. Pang, you don't have to say much, I can naturally understand you, but there are some things I have to say."

Mrs. Pang and Third Master Pang glanced at each other.

Pang Sanye was puzzled and said, "If the Taoist has something to say, just say it."

Luo Chanyi glanced at Pang Wenxuan, then turned her gaze back to Pang Sanye and his wife, and said, "Although it is up to me to say it, the final decision is up to you, please follow me to the next room."

Both of them were stunned for a moment.

"Why can't I listen?" Pang Wenxuan said.

"Gentle, don't be rude." Pang Sanye said softly.

Luo Chanyi looked at Pang Wenxuan and smiled slightly: "What's the hurry, it's not you yet?"