Daughter-in-law

Chapter 64 The Soul Returns to the Underworld
"Fuck, there are ghosts!"

Seeing the man outside, the old man immediately became nervous. After all, anyone who sees a ghost at night will be nervous, but that doesn't include me.

"Don't be afraid, he is here to enter the underworld." I said lightly.

Now I am Jishui's yin messenger. In the eyes of those dead ghosts, I am a lamp standing in the world, and ghosts who want to enter the underworld will come to me.

Looking at the man who was getting closer and closer outside, I felt a little inexplicably excited and became a ghost. This is the first time I have received ghosts who came to the underworld.

The man's breath was very calm, indicating that he had no resentment.

Not long after, the man walked to the door, glanced at me with a calm expression, and asked me, "Are you Jishui's errand?"

I nodded, the man smiled, walked in, and sat beside him.

"When did you die?" I asked while looking at the man.

He looks very energetic in his 40s, and he thought he was a person who paid great attention to his own image in his lifetime.

"I've been dead for three days." The man looked out the door and said slowly, through his eyes, I could see that he still had nostalgia for this world.

Four or fifty years old, not very old now, but he is dead, there must be many people and things that cannot be let go in Yangjian.

"Don't worry, you can take another look." I said to the man.

Once the gate of the yin is opened, it is a farewell to the Yang world after entering. Even if he is reincarnated in the next life, he will have no memory of this life. This is the moment when he bids farewell to this world. I am willing to wait a little longer.

"Thank you." The man nodded to me, and then asked with a smile, "Do you have any cigarettes? I want to take a sip."

I got up, handed him a cigarette, and lit it for him.

Now he is a ghost, of course he can't smoke, it's just a habit he developed when he was alive.

He put the cigarette on his mouth and took a puff. The cigarette butt flickered, but the smoke was not sucked in by him, but floated outside.

The man looked at the rising smoke and didn't care, but smiled lightly.

"How did you die?" I also lit a cigarette, squatted next to the man and took a sip. This man gave me a good feeling, and I would like to chat with him for a while.

"Lung cancer." The man said lightly.

"How old are you this year?" I then asked.

"47." The man sighed.

I also sighed, 47 years old, not very old, just in the prime of life, it is indeed a pity, no wonder he still has so much reluctance to Yang Jian.

"Are there any relatives at home, is there anything you can't let go of?" I asked him.

Hearing what I said, the man turned his head and glanced at me, then laughed and asked, "Is this a routine question before entering the underworld?"

I smiled, shook my head and said to him, "No, I just want to chat with you a few more words."

The man raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, but he still answered me: "There is also a father in the family, who is already ninety. I have three children. The eldest is married, and the daughter and second son have not married yet."

I sighed and didn't know what to say for a while. As a man, the most worrying thing in his heart should be his children and old father.

"I have been miserable since I was a child. I lost my mother in my teens. At that time, being able to eat enough every day was the greatest happiness. I suffered, so after I got married and had children, I worked harder than anyone else because I wanted to make money. , I want to support my family and raise my three children." The man said slowly with a cigarette in his hand.

I understand his feelings very well, because I grew up in the countryside, and I know how hard it is for people of their age to raise three children.

"I don't have any skills, and I don't have much culture. I have been racing sports cars for so many years. Although I am tired, the family situation is getting better day by day. Watching my children grow up, I think it is better than anything else." He As he spoke, there was a trace of kindness on his face.

I looked at him and knew he must be a very good father.

"Ugh!"

He sighed, and continued: "It's just that people's life is unpredictable. Now the situation at home has just improved, and I got sick again. After several years of treatment, I finally died."

There was a hint of guilt on his face, and I knew that what he felt guilty about was the financial burden on his family caused by his illness.

"Although the boss has already married, but he was injured and can't move his left hand. There is also a child. Neither the daughter nor the second child has a family. I am very worried about how they will live after I die." Speaking of this, the eyes in his eyes Tears were already faintly emerging.

I didn't know what to say, so I had to light another cigarette for him. This is a man, a father. Even if he is dead, he still misses his children in his heart. This kind of person is a good person.

As the pillar of the family, falling suddenly is tantamount to the sky falling for a rural family, so he should be worried.

"You are a good person, your children are grown up, I believe they will be able to live well even if you are gone." I said to him.

The man looked at me, nodded, then sighed again, and said: "When I just died, I was also reluctant, but I have figured it out in the past three days. After all, my children are grown up and grown up. Facing your own life, live your own life well, don’t ask them how promising they are, just hope they can spend their lives in peace and be a good person, after all, I’m dead now, I can’t help them much, so stay It's meaningless in Yangjian."

"You are a good person, and you won't suffer if you go to the underworld. Your children will definitely be able to live a good life as you think." I said to him.

Not polite words, but sincere blessings.

"Thank you, you are also a good person for chatting with me for so long." The man said to me.

"If you're really worried, you can go home and have a look. I can wait for you for a few days." I said.

He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, then stood up, shook his head at me with a smile, and said, "No, I'm dead now, and it's useless to look at it a few more times. People and ghosts have different ways. I always want to Go where I should go, as long as my children can live well, I have no regrets."

I stood up too, summoned the pussy with a wave, and nodded slightly to him.

He glanced at the vulva, seeming a little curious, but he walked in anyway.

It's just that after entering, the man turned around, took a last look at the world, and murmured: "I hope you can live a good life and be a good person."

After the words fell, the man's figure disappeared into the Yin Gate, and his soul returned to the underworld.

(End of this chapter)