[Directly change the heroine's activity trajectory and get 500 plot points]

Hide aside and watch the lively Fang Xing: ???

What's wrong?

What's wrong again??

Didn't I do nothing?

watched the actor drive away directly.

Fang Xing also remembered his car.

“………………”

If memory serves, the old ghost once said that the car was attractive to some ghosts.

Is this a coincidence?

As for the fact that there were more ghosts in the car, Fang Xing really didn't care.

There are seventeen of them.

One more, exactly eighteen.

If you have more debt, you won't have to worry about lice, and you won't itch.

I'll ask if there's anything you need later, and you can cook something for her.

In the courtyard, the old lady watched Chen Weixing walk away with tears in her eyes, and sat directly on the platform at the door.

Crying.

For an old man.

Raising her own children with hard work, watching her look at her flowers and moons, and watching her look forward to the future.

Then watch her fall in love and enjoy the beauty of love.

In the end, I watched her suffer for this, despair, give up on herself, and throw away some of the original memorable beauty.

Falling into misfortune is like falling into a sea of misery, never coming out again.

Ultimately. And he saw that his children were thinking about it before they died.

Witnessing all this with your own eyes is a hundred times more uncomfortable for this old man than killing her directly!

Today, I saw Chen Weixing making disrespectful remarks to his children, and he still hasn't felt the slightest feeling. The old lady felt that her heart was about to hold on.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a child at home, the old lady would want to hang herself to find her granddaughter.

"Baby, baby, why are you so stupid!"

"You can't just count on him to eat in this life."

"Why have you put your life in the past few years!"

The old lady was crying and chattering, and her eyes looked at the location of the pavilion behind the mountain.

It's a place where gentleness is buried.

I cried for a while.

The old lady stood up with tears in her eyes and took a basket from the room with folded paper money.

There is also a osmanthus cake that is handmade at first glance.

Although the style is average, it can be seen that there are plenty of materials.

With a plate of osmanthus cake and paper money, the old lady carried the basket and walked up the hill step by step.

Fang Xing watched from the side, but did not take the initiative to make contact.

He could hear the old lady's cries.

But this matter, even if you want to persuade it, you can't persuade it.

Let the old lady mourn?

This kind of sadness can't be let go of in a sentence or two.

The old lady walked all the way to the gazebo behind the mountain, sat directly on the ground, and began to burn paper.

As for the stack of osmanthus cakes, they were placed next to the tombless mound next to the pavilion.

It seems that this is the grave of the heroine. ’

After burning the paper, the old lady went back.

Fang Xing looked at the grave.

He looked at the hoe that had inexplicably appeared in his hand.

“emmmmmm…………”

"Anyway, this grave has to be dug up."

"Who planes is not planing!"

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In the car.

Seventeen ghosts are hiding in the shadows and singing.

Being idle is also idle, and you have to have some fun.

"Two Tigers, Two Tigers, in Love, in Love"

"Both are male, both are male, really perverted, really perverted~~"

"When the moon shines in the sky, the king of Hades smiled at me, impermanence said, okay, good, you came out of the underworld againliao~~"

At this time.

The gentle soul has been sucked to the side of the car.

As a ghost, Wen Ya feels that she is a very special being.

Because she can be around others day or night, even at noon, it won't hurt her in the slightest.

But at the price, she doesn't seem to be able to be found either.

Whether it was her sister or grandmother, or passers-by, Wen Ya didn't notice her presence.

Wen Ya felt that it might be because she was too weak......

However, when approaching the car, Wen Ya suddenly felt that her existence seemed to be inexplicably 'real'?

It's like it used to be completely transparent, but now it's a little bit more colorful.

I was stunned.

Wen Ya had already floated into the car, sitting in the co-pilot's seat a little dazedly.

One bows his head.

I saw a group of shrunken ghosts below who were singing in chorus.

Old Ghosts: ............

Genteel:............

"Ah, here's a newcomer—no, there's a new ghost!"

"Tell me, how did you die?"

Wen Ya didn't react.

Subconsciously pointed to himself and said in shock:

"You can see me!?"

"Huh?! Can I speak?! ”

"Can I make a sound?"

The old ghosts glanced at each other.

I suddenly felt that this new ghost was pitiful.

I didn't know if I could be seen or talk if I was a ghost.

I must have been a fool when I was alive......

It's a pity, it's pretty good-looking.

"Don't you think the sun is too hot when you're sitting like this?"

The big beauty in the old ghost kindly reminded:

"Hide down there like us, or the sun will hurt the hell."

Wen Ya was still shocked.

I've been dead for so long, but I didn't expect that I would really have a time to see hell!

I didn't see any other ghosts before!

This time I really saw the hell, and Wen Ya was really scared.

Seeing the shrunken human head below rolling towards her feet, Wen Ya screamed in fright.

[Help! 】

[There's a ghost!! 】

Wen Ya kicked her legs wildly in fright, kicking the heads below in all directions.

Old Ghosts: ............

Isn't this new ghost insane?

Does she want to hear what she's shouting!

What the hell?!

Didn't she even look in the mirror after she died!?

"Oops, don't kick!"

"My hairstyle is kicked up!"

"New ghost, calm down!!"

Look outside.

Fang Xing's car was swaying left and right.

The villagers who passed by were curious to come and take a look.

[The young people in the city are really good at playing, and they drove to our side of the mountain to play. 】

When Fang Xing came back with a big baggage, he saw that his car was jumping in place.

Fang Xing: ............

'What the hell are they doing!' ’

Fang Xing frowned, opened the car door, and prepared to throw the bag in his hand on the co-pilot's seat.

I saw an extra person in my co-pilot.

The slightly transparent figure proves that this person is not entirely personal.

Fang Xing: "Who are you?" ”

Wen Ya hadn't spoken yet.

The ghost boss's voice came from under the car.

"Boss, she's new here, and her brain isn't very good."

"We are jumping on the ground, so that this new sister-in-law can adapt to the environment as soon as possible."

Fang Xing:

"Old ghost, do you want to listen to what you say!

"Jumping in the car?"

As he spoke, Fang Xing angrily threw the bag in his hand directly to Wen Ya.

Wen Ya subconsciously dodged, but found that the big bag passed through her body and landed directly on the driver's seat.

But this package ...... Wen Ya inexplicably felt that the things inside seemed to have something to do with herself.

The old ghost was very curious about this, and asked:

"What is this?"

"Nothing."

Fang Xing started the car and pointed to Wen Ya on the co-pilot very indifferently:

"I just dug her grave."

(End of chapter)