Seeing the shallow Murong Yu's palms were cold, he didn't know what to do.

He always felt that he should be a hero. There should be nothing in the world that can stump him. All he needed to do was to round his thick arms like crazy, rush his whole body forward, and slam the gun with a lightning-like white light.

There was nothing in the world that could confuse him.

If it doesn't work out for the time being, it's that his gun isn't fast enough.

That's what it's written in the novel. That's what the cultivation realm also teaches.

It shouldn't be what it looks like now.

The ghost can catch it. And more than one. Three came at once.

But I don't know which one to poke.

Master Liu's eyes were bloodshot. He took off his coat and stood up trembling from his chair. Step by step, in front of everyone, he slowly walked to the ghost of the old lady.

With remorse on his face and a puzzled expression, he puffed and fell to his knees. Water runs down the chin. I don't know if it's sweat or tears, or saliva. Or maybe all three.

He was so old that he couldn't even walk. His eyebrows and eyes are solid, just like his life experience. It walks bumpy, but it walks hard. If you look closely, you will find that it is exactly the same as the ghost old woman in front of you.

Mrs. Liu floated in the sky. Master Liu knelt on the ground.

One side is high and the other side is bowed and docile, which completely shows a relationship.

It is a solid combination that is timeless and unchangeable in the world. No force can shake it.

"Mother. It was me who was wrong. Don't blame Xiaocui. It's not you who Xiao Cui killed. It's me. On that day, I called Xiaocui and gave her silver, and told her to kill you. I'm not human! I'm not human. I'm wrong~ I regret it. "Old Man Liu is more than half a hundred, but at this time, he is crying while talking, like a child.

He was originally Mrs. Liu's child. He's still a kid. Inside and out.

"Mother. I killed you. If I don't say it again, Xiaocui will be scolded to death. She shouldn't bear it. These sins are mine. I'm supposed to pay it back. ”

"What!" Hearing these ruinous words, everyone was shocked.

Murong Yu was so shocked that he couldn't close his jaw.

As for Han Lin, he was silent. Things have developed to this point, and when the answer is about to come out, he has become the most calm, silently observing every move, word and deed of everyone present.

Master Liu babbled on and on.

Originally. That Mrs. Liu is very old. In addition, he was overworked in his early years. Late in the morning he was sick and in pain. Paralyzed all over the body. Delirious. In order to support Mrs. Liu, Mr. Liu had to hire five or six servants every month, spend hundreds of taels of silver, and buy all kinds of precious medicinal materials, so that he could barely hang the old lady's life.

That's not a small amount.

And Mrs. Liu is really old. Replaced by other old men and old ladies, they have already reached the age of entering the earth.

But the old lady never died. and remained half-dead.

There is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time. This is not nonsense. Over time, he hated it in his heart and spent too much money. At first, he didn't think about it. Not to mention the loss of life. It's still my mother's life.

Until I saw the old lady wheezing more and more wrinkles, crawling all over her face.

It also crawled all over his heart.

At this time, the old lady was already a wasted person, and she couldn't take care of herself at all, and she couldn't speak, only her eyeballs could move. What is the difference between this man and a dead man? But this man is hard-fated or immortal.

"yes. What's the difference with a dead man?"

Of course there is a difference. How can a dead man spend money every day?

This thought has been curled up in my heart since it was born. Like the basket of 100 catties of fat that I carried into the field for the first time when I was a child, it emitted a foul smell, and it never went away.

Finally came one day. Master Liu still remembers. The weather was bad that day, and he checked the accounts in the account room as usual. I found that business has been really difficult recently, and I have lost a lot of money. Master Liu felt uncomfortable. I drank some wine at noon. Thinking of the lost money, and thinking of the old mother on the hospital bed. I feel like I've been losing money. It was even more uncomfortable in my heart.

So under impulse, he called his personal maid Xiaocui and instructed her to pretend to make a mistake and cover her mother to death with a quilt.

If the mother died, she could naturally be buried in the ground.

They no longer have to fulfill the obligation of support.

"It's me! I'm not the Son of Man. I did what I did. I am the one who killed me! I regret it! I regret it!"

As soon as the whole story came out, it was really sad for the listeners and tears for the hearers.

Master Liu continued to kneel on the ground, and said while slapping himself: "Every time I see your spirit card, I think of your voice and smile. I remember when I was a child, you made me tofu brain to eat. Crying at the thought of you holding me in your arms. This heart hurts even more. Mother!I'm wrong!I'm really wrong!You kill me!Kill me!Woo woo~"

Many people covered their mouths, saying that they could not accept such stories.

In the end, money triumphed over affection.

"It turns out that it's not Xiao Cui. It's my son!" the ghost old lady floated in the air, quietly listening to her son's words.

Her original intention was to find Xiao Cui for her life.

But now she watched serenely as the child knelt before him and spoke. It's painful to say. She also saw a heartache to watch. Every time Master Liu tried his best to shout a word, he seemed to be cutting her flesh.

But ghosts can't shed tears.

She could only watch her child cry there alone.

The yin qi retreated little by little, and the green-faced fangs gradually led away. Her countenance became clear and kind.

She reached out to hug her child.

The fog was shrouded, only to find that he was dead.

At this time, the two were already separated by yin and yang.

Master Liu wept bitterly. He said, "Mother." I miss you! I miss you so much! I was wrong. I was really wrong. If I had the chance, I would give up all my possessions in exchange for your life. I miss you! I miss you so much! I was really wrong. I shouldn't have done those things. I shouldn't have hurt you!"

When the old lady heard this, she was very happy.

She's a ghost. But she is more of a mother.

She looked at her child with a smile and said slowly, "Son." Don't be sad. Mother forgives you. If you had said it earlier, my mother would be a burden. If you want me to die, just say it. Although I am old and sick, I can't speak, but I still love you. If you dislike your mother, you feel that your mother has lived a long life, and it has dragged you down, and your mother will die. ”

At the end, she looked at everyone, especially Xiao Cui, who was trembling on the ground, looked at her child again, and said, "Son." Mother doesn't hate you. It's true. I don't hate you. And lo and behold!"

When Mr. Liu, who was crying profusely, heard this, he looked up at his mother.

I saw that Mrs. Liu's body lit up with white light.

People who saw this scene felt sad for some reason. No matter how much evil fire and anger there was just now, it was extinguished in a flash.

"Look, kid. Mother really doesn't hate you. I don't hate you at all. Look at. Mother didn't hate. I love you. Whether you kill me or not, I love you. The door was open. My mother has nothing to be nostalgic about. That bracelet can't control my mother anymore. Mother is leaving. You're going to have to take care of yourself later. Goodbye, my child!"

Then I heard the sound drifting away. Including Murong Yu and Han Lin, everyone saw that the old lady's soul was getting lighter and lighter, and the corners of her mouth were also smiling, and she slowly disappeared into the air.

Master Liu, who was crawling on the ground, stretched out his hand to grab it, but found that he had pounced.

Look blank.

He knew that at this point he had lost the most precious thing in the world.