Ghost husband and domineering: waiting for you to be reincarnated

Chapter 402

He really did want to kill me.

With just one glance, I was sure of this fact.

Not the slightest surprise.

Even, I had some preparations for this scene.

Because after knowing about Yin Wushuang's accident, I have thought 1000 million times what kind of mood Mr. Yin should be in.How will he treat me.

Although in the end, he chose to use an attitude that I couldn't even believe, and didn't mention it in a flat manner.But how can I not understand the pain in his heart?

Looking into his eyes, I suddenly became dizzy.

Some strange pictures began to appear in my mind, as if they were memories that had been dusty for many years...

In that memory, I was still a young and proud middle-aged man with a son, and the son was also a talented person with extraordinary abilities.

This can be regarded as the greatest happiness in life. If you want your child to become a dragon, the child will really become a dragon. How many people dream of it?

Later, my son also married a wife, a very gentle little girl.As an old man, of course I want to wish them sincerely. I passed the ancestral Demon Slaying Knife into his hands, and my heart suddenly felt relieved.

It was a kind of touch of successors, the burden on my shoulders was so heavy, but starting today, someone can finally share it. From now on, I no longer need to be alone to carry all the pressure, that feeling , enough to make people feel so relaxed that the bones of the whole body are crisp.

Several years passed, and the once mischievous son gradually became the pillar of the family.He could almost be regarded as a genius, perhaps the kind of genius that would never be encountered in a thousand years.

In the ancestral classics, the secret techniques that no one can learn have been mastered by him one by one, it seems that it is effortless.

What's even more rare is that he has completely inherited the Taoist kind of willfulness and naturalness, with a heart for the common people.Sometimes when I look at him, it's like seeing a living fairy.

He is ordinary, never pretending, but so extraordinary, no matter where he goes, he is the focus of everyone's eyes that cannot be ignored.

But God is so jealous.

Such an excellent and perfect man, when he was just 30 years old, he went out on a mission and never came back.

No one knew what happened, not even a letter was left behind.The only news that can be obtained is only the soul stone that was quietly shattered in the ancestral hall.

The soul stone bearing his brand was quietly shattered on an ordinary morning.

I don't know how many times, "I" stood in front of the shattered soul stone in silence, even in a trance, wondering why it wasn't my own piece that shattered.

The white-haired person sent the black-haired person, and it was such an excellent child who had already supported the backbone of the family.

What a dark time it was, probably the owner of the memory is unwilling to recall it carefully.

The only hope that can be felt from it is the child he left behind.

This kid has exactly the same handsome face and naughty personality as his father, but his talent is much weaker.

But even if the talent is a little weaker, he is still the man of the Yin family, isn't he?
I was almost crazy, pouring all my effort, energy, and time into this child.What he eats, what he does, and what he does, all become the cause of all my thoughts.

As he grew up slowly, I dragged this aging body to take on the important responsibilities of the family again, but fortunately, there was still him, who was a hope.

No matter how naughty a child is, he finally grows up.I don't want him to do any dangerous tasks. Regardless of my age, no matter how dangerous and tiring the tasks are, I always rush ahead of him.

Not only did this kid not feel moved, but he even disliked such an approach, saying that he was already capable of doing some difficult tasks. How did he know that no one has that ability, and he can guarantee that he will never have any accidents. .

I protect him, protect him with all my life, even at the expense of my own lifespan, I also want to figure out all the difficulties and ups and downs in his life, and then one by one, stand in front of him and resolve them for him.

Day after day, year after year, he gradually became unwilling to go home and hated the life I arranged for him.But, but I don't care at all.

Daoism, Daoism is too heavy a thing, as long as I can carry it for a day, this burden will never fall on him!

but……

Why even under such protection, I still received his distress letter?

Although frantic, looking for his whereabouts everywhere, but in the vast world of mortals, where can I find the person who has disappeared?
...Where did he go?

Why didn't this predestined catastrophe fall on me? Could it be that I really couldn't stop it for him?
……

Huge pain swept through my body and mind. At this moment, I felt a real suffocation.

Not because Mr. Yin strangled my throat, but because it was almost a memory filled with blood and tears.I don't know how I suddenly saw the memory of Mr. Yin, but this is not important anymore. The important thing is that at this moment, my mood is completely out of my control, and I feel really desperate.

Even, I somewhat hope that the hand that strangles my throat can use more force to crush my neck, so that I will no longer bear such pain.

My heart hurts almost to the point where I can't breathe!
I panted heavily, but the feeling of suffocation became more and more intense.But what frightened me was that in the face of such a situation, I didn't feel any fear at all, but I felt a feeling of being finally relieved, which made me keep bleeding from the wound on my abdomen, Regardless of the pain in his throat being pinched, he was looking forward to the coming death.

It's almost like a fine score.

Another person's will invaded my body, and it really affected my own feelings.I can't tell which one is the real me, I just know how to follow the feeling in my heart.

Facing death, I actually developed an emotion between fear and excitement, and I didn't know which was my real emotion...

What exactly is going on?

Instinct makes my body still struggling to escape the feeling of suffocation, but the consciousness inside this body has no idea what it is doing.

(End of this chapter)