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Chapter 35
The man who went to the funeral shop today to find Jiang Ningning to buy a misfortune talisman was named Zhou Qiang.

After he left Jiang Ningning's store, he went to Fumen Community.

It was originally intended to find the customer's home and collect the debt.

Although the client was arrested, but the client's mother and son were still there, and when they entered the community, they saw Xu Li and Miaomiao——

This is what you delivered to your door.

In the dark, Zhou Qiang kept his composure, waiting for Xu Li and Miaomiao to leave after burning the paper, and he followed silently.

Over his head--

The black crow tilted its head in doubt, "Why does this man look sneaky, restless and kind?"

First pull as a respect!

bar.

A lump of hot bird droppings landed on Zhou Qiang's head accurately.

But Zhou Qiang was wearing a hat and didn't pay attention.

But the unlucky ghost not far behind him immediately whistled excitedly~
Whoa, he's getting unlucky again, and I have another chance!

keep up!

Jiang's Funeral Shop.

All the ghosts gathered and set off in a mighty way, heading straight for Sanniangniang Mountain.

Jiang Ningning was riding a scooter, with ghosts floating around her.

Zhao Bingde excitedly shouted loudly, "Boys, it seems like I'm going on a spring outing, I'm so happy!"

The wide-sleeved robe also shouted excitedly: "I want to compose a poem!"

The coarse and short brown hurriedly said: "Then hurry up, although I know you are a poet, but since we met, I haven't seen you write a poem yet."

Looking forward to it!

Nike Li Ning was filled with infinite excitement. He was going to get the merit and let his sister and parents live a good life. "Be a good match!"

As soon as the wide-sleeved robe rolled up its sleeves, it opened its mouth, "Ah!"

A high!
All the ghosts were full of emotion, and they shouted in unison, "Ah!"

Just as everyone was excitedly waiting for the wide-sleeved robe to say something, the wide-sleeved robe suddenly pressed the left and right index fingers to the corners of his eyes, then raised the end of his eyes and pushed them up, squinting to look into the distance, "What the hell?"

The other ghosts suddenly turned to look at him in shock, "Is this also called poetry?"

"He said ahead." Jiang Ningning raised her chin and motioned forward.

The ghosts turned their heads in unison to look in the direction she indicated.

A tall incense bridge is being lit.

What is Xiangqiao?

It is a bridge burnt with high incense.

The burning smoke of high incense rises into the air but does not dissipate, and the smoke envelopes to form a bridge.

In the wilderness, a man was lighting handfuls of incense sticks and sticking them on the ground. When they looked over, they were already three meters away.

Zhao Manman, as the newest and smallest ghost inside, asked in surprise, "What is this?"

Zhao Bingde is well-informed and gave him a science popularization for his 78th-generation great-granddaughter, "This is called the Huihun Bridge, and it is also called the Homecoming Bridge. The ghosts of the first seven Huihun nights can find their way home along this bridge."

Zhao Manman was shocked, "But this is the wilderness, how far has he got the incense? Unless he lives in the wilderness, he will be arrested if he burns incense like this when he enters the city."

After saying this, a woman in a white dress suddenly appeared at the end of the smoke.

The woman floated along the Yanqiao all the way until she arrived in front of the man.

The man is a living person and cannot see the female ghost who has come out. He just inserts the last stick of incense in his hand and slowly straightens up.

With hopeless sadness in his eyes, he looked at the piece of incense he lit.

"Pingping, I miss you."

The moment the man stood up, Jiang Ningning recognized that this was the boyfriend of Wang Shoucai's dead eldest daughter Wang Pingping?

But Wang Pingping has already passed the first seven, why can he still use the incense of the first seven souls returning to the night?

Jiang Ningning frowned.

Zhao Manman paid close attention to Wang Shoucai's incident almost all the time, and naturally recognized the man, and immediately pushed Nike Li Ning, "This Pingping is Song Guihua's eldest daughter."

The information on Song Guihua's student ID card is exactly the same as that of Nike Li Ning's lost sister.

Hearing this, Li Ning immediately jumped forward, staring at Wang Pingping without blinking, with vigilance on his face, lest this man might hurt Wang Pingping's soul.

Wang Pingping focused all her attention on the man in front of her. Although the man couldn't hear her, she said with tears in her eyes, "You idiot, forget about me."

After the man finished saying that, I miss you, his eye circles suddenly turned red, and he lightly twirled the seam of his trousers with his lowered fingers, and then sat down on the ground.

With a low sigh.

"I told you when I burned the paper for you last time. Wang Shoucai was arrested and sentenced to many years in prison, which is considered revenge for you."

"Your mother is receiving treatment in the hospital. Originally, the government arranged for her to be the best public hospital in Xuancheng, but I thought that no matter how good the conditions in Xuancheng were, it couldn't compare to City A. I decided to transfer her to another hospital. It was transferred to the best hospital in City A, which has the best medical team in the country."

Wang Pingping burst into tears and muttered to himself, not knowing what to say, only knowing that the dead person had a warm heart in his soul, "You fool, how much will it cost?"

The man is crying too.

He wiped his eyes and pulled a forced smile from the corner of his mouth.

"The incense burnt today looks good. I heard people say that this is the first seven nights homecoming incense. You have already passed the first seven nights, so you must not be able to see it, but I still want to burn it."

"I quit my job and found a job in City A. The salary is not bad, but it will be inconvenient to come back to see you later."

"Don't forget about your mother and sisters. I will take care of them for you. We agreed to stay together for a lifetime. I will not break my promise."

Wang Pingping covered her face, tears streaming down her fingers, she wanted to rush over to hug the man, but she knew that ghosts can't get close to the living, "You still have a long way to go, don't put your whole life on me ah."

The man couldn't hear anything, he babbled on for a while, sighed again, and stood up.

Looking at the burning incense, his voice was choked and trembling, but he said a joke, as if to coax people, "In the next life, you must be reborn into a good family. Maybe you will be the little girl of my neighbor's family in the future. See you." Shall I call you uncle next time?"

After saying this, he wiped the tears that had cooled down his face, turned and left.

Wang Pingping was in a hurry.

She wants to tell the man, forget about me and live your life well.

Although some words are not filial, she still wants to say, my mother and sisters, you have done enough, you can't delay yourself by taking care of them.

You live yourself well.

But what she said and did, men couldn't hear or see her.

Seeing people driving the car is about to leave.

Wang Pingping turned his head quickly, and ran towards Jiang Ningning with tears in his eyes.

She knows a little about Jiang Ningning...

thump.

For men, Wang Pingping is a wisp of ethereal soul.

But in Jiang Ningning's eyes, these ghosts are not much different from humans.

Wang Pingping knelt down in front of Jiang Ningning, which was much louder than the one when Zhao Manman found her.

"I know you are capable, can you help me erase a little bit of his memory, or make him change his mind a little bit, please, he is such a good person, I don't deserve him to spend a lifetime like this."

Wang Pingping kowtowed to Jiang Ningning three times.

(End of this chapter)