Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Upon hearing the bad news, everyone fell silent, and the atmosphere instantly became gloomy.

Guoguo cried and hugged Miaomiao, comforting her and telling her not to be too sad. However, Guoguo cried harder and harder. She cried and said: "Uncle was fine, why did he suddenly disappear?"

Miaomiao shook her head, unable to accept all this, and murmured: "There was a car accident at the sports center. The body is still at the police station. The police contacted my mother."

Fang Lin and Wei Tingxuan looked at each other and thought of that truck driver!

"It can't be such a coincidence, right?" Wei Tingxuan came to Fang Lin and muttered.

Fang Lin said in a deep voice: "At the police station, I heard the police mention the driver's name, Miao Xingping."

Wei Tingxuan opened his mouth and was speechless. It seemed that he didn't run away. The truck driver was Miao Miao's father.

Everyone comforted Miao Miao with kind words, and then Chen Feng and Guo Guo accompanied Miao Miao to the police station. .??.

Fang Lin and Wei Tingxuan went back to the hotel together.

In the car, Wei Tingxuan could not help but sigh that life is unpredictable. If he hadn't been lucky enough to meet Fang Lin, he would have almost died in a car accident.

Fang Lin remained silent and didn't know what he was thinking.

After sending Fang Lin back to the hotel, Wei Tingxuan still had some things to deal with, so he took the first step. Before leaving, he asked Wei Tingxuan for Chen Feng's phone number.

Wei Tingxuan was curious as to why Fang Lin wanted Chen Feng's phone number. Fang Lin just shook his head and didn't explain much.

After arriving at the hotel, Fang Lin stayed in the guest room until dark.

During this period, I just had dinner with Zhang Meiyu, but no specific return time was agreed upon.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Fang Lin, who was standing by the window and overlooking the night view of most of the provincial capital, dialed Chen Feng's number.

"Hey, who are you?" Chen Feng's voice was a little tired.

"Chen Feng, I am Fang Lin, where are you now?" Fang Lin asked.

"Brother Fang?" Chen Feng was stunned and said, "I'm at the funeral parlor with Miaomiao."

Fang Lin nodded silently and said, "Give me your address and I'll go and pay homage."

"Oh, okay." Chen Feng didn't think much and immediately told Fang Lin the address.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Lin left the hotel, took a taxi and went straight to the funeral home.

"What was the cause of Miao Xingping's death? Is this all a coincidence, or is there someone behind it. We'll find out when twelve o'clock passes at night."

After arriving at the funeral home and paying homage to the deceased, Fang Lin found a place to sit down. It would be midnight in another twenty minutes.

Miao Miao and Chen Feng came to Fang Lin together and expressed their gratitude to Fang Lin: "Brother Fang, thank you. It's getting late. You should go back and rest early."

Fang Lin shook his head. Seeing that Miao Miao was in good condition, he asked casually: "How was your father's health when he was alive? Did he suffer from any diseases?"

Miaomiao was wearing mourning clothes, with a haggard face and red eyes. Hearing this, he shook his head and sobbed slightly, "No, my dad has always been in good health. This accident may have been due to fatigue driving."

"Oh." Fang Lin nodded.

It was very cold in the funeral home. Miaomiao's mother and other family members knelt beside the body, wailing.

Losing a loved one is always a sad experience in the world, and it is sad to hear.

Looking at this scene, Fang Lin took a deep breath, stood up and said, "Then I'll leave first. You guys have to express your condolences. I miss your father's spirit in heaven, and I don't want to see you overly sad because of his passing."

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Miao Miao thanked Fang Lin and sent him out of the funeral home with Chen Feng.

After leaving the funeral parlor, Fang Lin walked around in a circle and came back. He jumped up to the roof of the funeral parlor during the night.

He sat on the eaves, looked at the cold moonlight on the horizon, and murmured to himself.

"Once a person dies, his soul is like catkins. It will only appear briefly under certain special circumstances."

"One of them is midnight on the night of death. When relatives burn paper for the deceased to keep vigil, the soul of the deceased will be induced to appear."

"It's almost midnight, Miao Xingping, when will you show up?"

In the funeral parlor, Miao Miao and others were wearing mourning and mourning.

The burning paper kept burning, emitting cool smoke. The candlelight flickered slightly, illuminating the tributes placed on the altar.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew from outside the door, and the candlelight swayed violently.

He saw an illusory figure floating in from outside the door. He looked at the situation in the funeral home with pain on his face.

"Wife, wife!" he shouted, but his wife seemed unable to hear him and was still immersed in grief.

"Daughter, daughter, daddy is here!" He came to Miaomiao, but Miaomiao also turned a blind eye to him.

After a while, he sighed sadly, looked at Chen Feng, and his voice was trembling: "Boy, you must be nicer to my daughter in the future, otherwise I will not let you go even if I am a ghost!"

At this moment, he suddenly heard a voice coming from above his head.

"Miao Xingping, come up here, I have something to ask you."

At first he didn't pay attention, but when the voice sounded again and he found that his daughter and others didn't respond, he finally realized it.

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"Come up." Fang Lin, who was on the roof, stretched out his hand to sign, and then patted the roof gently.

Miao Xingping in the house suddenly couldn't help but float in the air, passed through the roof ceiling, and reached the roof of the funeral parlor.

Looking at Fang Lin's back, Miao Xingping said in surprise: "Can you see me?"

Fang Lin smiled faintly, stood up from the eaves, turned around and said, "Yes, I can see you."

Fang Lin had deliberately turned his back to Miao Xingping just now. He just wanted to see what Miao Xingping's immediate reaction would be after seeing his face.

From this, he could deduce why the truck almost hit the Mercedes-Benz at noon.

Miao Xingping didn't have any special reaction after seeing his face.

"Who are you? The soul seducer sent by the underworld?" Miao Xingping asked.

Fang Lin said dumbfounded: "Uncle, I am a human being."

"Oh!" Miao Xingping had just become a ghost and was still a little confused about the situation.

Fang Lin asked: "I want to ask you a few questions, which are related to your life and death, and also to my life and death."

Miao Xingping didn't know what Fang Lin meant, but he knew that even if Fang Lin was a human, he was not an ordinary person. He didn't dare to offend Fang Lin, so he nodded and said, "Just ask."

Fang Lin asked: "Two questions. The first is, why did you pass by the sports center at noon today."

Miao Xingping replied: "I just came back from buying goods from other places today, and the sports center is the only way for me to go."

Fang Lin nodded silently and asked again: "Second question, how did you die?"

A touch of resentment suddenly emerged from Miao Xingping's transparent ghost body: "I wasn't driving while fatigued, I was killed by someone!"