My Master is Lin Zhengying

"Girl, my girl..."

This ghost child smiled:

"Mother, the girl is all right.

The girl is no longer in pain, the girl is relieved.

But girl, I have to go.

The girl misses you, the girl misses you..."

Nan Chen looked at it, and found that this person was only a month old.

And babies who were strangled to death before they lived for three minutes.

Because of the growth of the evil baby, it has now become a child over two years old.

However, he said something that an adult can only say, which made Nan Chen feel a little choked up.

It also confirms that sentence; ghosts have no age.

Ma Qiulan was trembling all over, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

He raised his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch the kid's face.

You can't touch it, you can only slide around the outline.

In his mouth, he said very sadly:

"Girl, where are you going?"

"Go where the girl should go..."

Ma Qiulan burst into tears, sobbing.

But it seems that he is also awake, and he is no longer insane like before.

Looking at these, Nan Chen just sighed.

And Ma Qiulan also came back to her senses at this time.

Hastily picked up the little dress she was mending.

"Girl, look, look at the clothes your mother made for you."

The clothes are tattered and patched together with many rags.

It's a little skirt.

Seeing Nan Chen, he walked up to him:

"Sister Ma, give it to me!

I will burn it for you and your child. "

After Ma Qiulan listened, she kept nodding, her face full of expectation.

"Okay, okay..."

Nan Chen took it, and Qiu Shengwencai was also moved by this scene.

Life and death parting, maybe that's it!

The two also lit joss sticks, and Nan Chen lit the fire.

Burn the clothes to this ghost child on the spot.

And this ghost child grabbed the clothes just now in a puff of smoke.

Putting it on the body, a small mended skirt appeared on the body.

"Mother, the girl likes it very much."

Ma Qiulan kept nodding, crying with joy.

On the other side, Li Dashan, who had been in a coma for a long time, suddenly woke up at this moment.

Because of being possessed by a ghost, he fell into a spell again.

Yang Qi has become extremely weak, and now he is still in a daze.

Dizziness, headache, weakness.

When I saw the ghost child in the house, I was still a little shocked.

After all, his feet didn't touch the ground, his face was bloodless, and his whole body was cold.

"Dao, Daoist, this is it?"

Wen Cai rolled his eyes:

"That's your child. She has no evil spirit now and has recovered her clarity."

"I, my child..."

Li Dashan looked at the ghost child with some suspicion.

This ghost child also turned around.