Spiritualist sweet wife

The woman stood in place with a teapot with mottled patterns in her hand and the other holding an equally dilapidated bowl, as if waiting for the dead.

Warmth stopped at a distance from the figure. I don't know why, she didn't dare to approach. In my heart, I always feel that the figure is too familiar.

Familiar, as if it had existed in her body!

Black and white impermanence still led the group of undead to walk slowly. When they came to the shadow, they stopped.

The undead standing in the first row approached the figure. The figure put the bowl in his hand on the undead's hand, but he raised the teapot and slowly poured it into the bowl.

Warm see, it is a kind of muddy liquid.

"Where are you from? Where are you going?"

Suddenly, the voice that did not distinguish between men and women began to ring again. This time, I noticed that the voice was made by the man who poured Soup for the dead in front.

"What do you want to remember? What do you want to forget?"

"On the other side of the yellow spring, return to Sichuan in three ways. The past dust is scattered, and there is no worry about dying!"

Word by word, the figure was repeating what he had heard before. Until he finished the last sentence, the ghost with the soup bowl raised the bowl in his hand, looked up and drank it.

"Would you like some soup?"

With that, the figure suddenly turned slowly and looked straight in the direction of warmth.

Four eyes touch each other, warm, I just feel as if my body was hit by something, and I can't move any more. An electric current ran straight from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, making her blood coagulate at that moment.

What, this is happening!

That face is as like as two peas!

……

Warm suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the European ceiling in front of him, breathed violently, his chest fluctuated up and down, and the situation in the dream was so clear that it was almost as real.

A pair of eyes, motionless, looked straight at the ceiling. It took more than ten minutes for the warmth to relax.

Who is that man? Why do you have the same face as her?

Huangquan Road, Naihe bridge, santuchuan, flowers on the other side, black and white impermanence, dead souls

The person who drinks soup for the dead is the legendary Meng Po who keeps on the road of reincarnation and makes people forget all the memories of previous lives?

But shouldn't Meng Po be an old lady? Why are you so young?

The key is, as like as two peas!

Warm and slowly closed his eyes, and went through everything in his dream again, but found that there was nothing except those pictures!

I opened my eyes again and looked out of the window. I don't know when it was dark. What are they doing at this time? Has Liu anyao reappeared during this period of time?

Worried, warm couldn't help getting up, going to the ground and walking out of the room.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the oncoming forest. Seeing the warmth, the forest immediately opened its mouth and leaked eight teeth:

"Oh! What a coincidence!"

Qiao

"Is everyone okay?"

The warmth calmed down and made himself look nothing different. Then he opened his mouth and asked the forest.

"It's all right. I'm going to start! Zi Teng asked me to come up and call you. Would you like to eat first? I've reserved dinner for you!"

set out?

"Where are you going?"

The forest looked cold:

"Set altar, practice!"

“……？”

Warmth is more and more confused by the forest. Can't this man answer without asking?

"What are you doing?"

"Deal with Liu anyao! What else can I do? I have nothing to do. Worship God? Immortals eat dry food now, no matter what!

Stop asking, pack up quickly, go downstairs for dinner, and then we're ready to go! "

With that, Lin Zi turned and walked downstairs without waiting for warmth to ask something.

Looking at the back of the forest, a pair of warm eyebrows could not help but frown gently, turned back to the room, cleaned up, and then quickly went downstairs.

On the table in the restaurant downstairs, the food was still warm. Afraid of delaying everyone's progress, he hurriedly sat down for dinner. At this time, others also came in from the outside.

Seeing the warmth of sitting in the restaurant, Ziteng hurriedly approached:

"How was your sleep?"

"Very good!"

Warm eyes flashed. Obviously, she still didn't intend to tell Ziteng the situation in her dream.

"I just heard brother Lin say that I have thought of a way to deal with Liu anyao to set up an altar?"

After one sentence, before Zi Teng could answer, Lin Zi came out of nowhere and sat down beside him:

"Come on, come on! Little girl, I have time now. Listen to me while you eat!"

Seeing this, warm couldn't help looking at Ziteng. Obviously, Ziteng also had that meaning. Let Lin Zi explain. Simply warm, he obediently lowered his head and ate dinner. By the way, he pricked up his ears and listened carefully to Lin Zi's story.

"Didn't I tell you earlier that the ancestors of the Lin family once met demons and ghosts.

At that time, before I finished, in fact, after the ancestors of the Lin family had made hands with the Miss Mo family for several times, they found that the demons and ghosts were powerful and could not be subdued by ordinary Taoism.

But the scholar surnamed Huang had disappeared at that time. If Huang Shusheng could not be found, Miss Mo's anger and resentment could not be relieved, and the whole town might die.

The crux was Huang Shusheng, so my ancestors had an idea and thought of a way! "

Is there a way?

As soon as I heard the warmth, I quickly stared at a pair of eyes and looked straight at the woods.

"Little girl, do you remember how we let that woman go when we were at Xiaoxue's house?"

Suddenly, Lin Zi turned and asked a question to warm.

Warm thought for a moment:

"Remember, I made a puppet and made the woman think that her daughter had come back..."

Warm said, can not help but flash:

"Is this the way that the ancestors of the Lin family used at that time?"

"Smart!"

Seeing the warmth, he soon thought of the key, and Linzi couldn't help but praise it.

"I guessed when I first heard the story. Why didn't you praise me for being smart at that time?"

As soon as Lin Zi's voice fell, he heard a girl's complaint behind him. He couldn't help looking back and found that it was Xu Ziling, and Lin Feng, Gu Cheng and Lingzi came in together.

Lin Zi could not help smacking his lips when he heard the sound:

"Can that be the same?

It's normal to guess your IQ! The little girl's IQ is so low at ordinary times. It's hard to guess it once. Of course, you have to praise her for being smart! "