"What's going on?" I rubbed my eyes, hoping to take a closer look at the old lady's appearance, but when I opened my eyes again, the thin figure had disappeared.

I frowned and thought to myself that something was wrong. I also had guerrilla warfare. I came out and played invisibility? I was teasing me?!

While thinking about it, I took out the Joy God Gong and walked upstairs without fear.

This soul must be the soul that had just passed by the first seven, and it didn't run away.

But her ability is much better than that of ordinary ghosts. I can't figure it out. Is it a mutated or a genetic variant?

"Dong.Dong.Dong."

The clear sound of footsteps and the muffled sound of the wooden floor being stepped on, all the sounds seemed to be mixed together. The sunset outside the window was still there, and there was no such darkness as I had previously hallucinated.

But this kind of sunset made my heart tightly hold.

How to say it, this feeling is really not fear, but an inexplicable tightness. Of course, this is not nervousness... It is difficult to describe my feelings at that time...

Just like when the old man passed away, I felt the same, but it was not that serious and was much lighter.

"hiss......."

The evil baring sound echoed in the corridor intermittently, without the gloomy past, and seemed to be just a simple signal sound. In my opinion, this sound does not represent danger, but represents the appearance of a ghost.

The first time I walked up to the second floor, I saw the old lady standing outside Qian Si’s bedroom door from afar.

To be honest, I really admire this ghost. Just after the seventh year of the head, it was not dark yet, and this ghost dared to come out and run around. This courage is not something that ordinary injustice can have.

"What the hell do you want to do?" I looked at her, and held the wooden hammer holding the Hi-Shen Gong tightly, ready to hit the gong at any time so that I could control her at any time.

For this kind of ghost who is not very good at Taoism, the God of Joy should be effective. Didn’t Luo Dahai be impressed by the sound of my gong for a long time?

If you really want to compare with this old lady, you probably have similar abilities. If you can handle Luo Dahai, you will naturally handle this old lady.

Unexpectedly, the old lady now did not attack me, and she didn't even seem to have a "magic attack". She just looked at me quietly, her eyes very gloomy.

"Are you afraid of this?" I shook the joy gong in my hand and asked her.

The old lady's eyes were a little confused, as if she was thinking. After a long time, she nodded.

"Then you just leave consciously? Do you have to use force?" I said helplessly. This ghost may have died soon. He has a lot of consciousness in living people, but he seems to be able to feel something that is not good for him. The sixth sense of grievances cannot be understood by ordinary people.

The old lady's eyes suddenly became vicious, she stared at me tightly, and kept roaring nervously: "Kill you...you want me to leave...kill you..."

"What do you want to do? Let's talk." My head was so big that it was hard to kill this living ancestor, and I couldn't fight it directly, but I couldn't persuade him, so what should I do?

When the old lady heard my question, she didn't answer me and still stared at me in vain.

"You can't bear to leave your family, right?" I asked according to the routine taught by the old man. Seeing that her expression was a little confused, I hurriedly asked: "If you really can't bear to leave, I will let you see your family, and then you can leave with peace of mind, will it be fine?"

The old lady swept away her cold expression before, and nodded her head like an ordinary old man.

OK, it seems that this matter has been done, and you can handle this job without bloodshed. It seems that my nickname of Longshan Yiba is really not a false reputation.

"You go to the bedroom first to wait, and I will call your family in now." I stepped back respectfully, and my dog's virtue was fully exposed.

The door of Qian Si's bedroom opened quietly, and then closed it with another thud...

I went downstairs, walked to the front door, and opened the door.

Qian Si and Zhang Qinghai were standing outside smoking a cigarette, one with confidence on his face, and the other with worry on his face.

Seeing me coming out, Zhang Qinghai immediately came over, and Qian Si was the same. He threw away his cigarette and hurried to me, pulling my arm and asking me: "Have my mom gone?!"

"No, the old lady wants to see you, but she can't bear to leave you." I shrugged.

When Qian Si heard this, his face changed. In an instant, a fear that could not be concealed appeared in his eyes. I guess he was scared by his mother and had sequelae.

"Oh, what's your Moji? Come in and see your mother quickly and see her off. You'll be safe, right?" Zhang Qinghai stood up and persuaded Qian Si without any pain in his back, and secretly gave me a thumbs up, meaning: You are awesome.

Qian Si asked me tremblingly: "Want to see my mother?"

"Yes, what's wrong? Don't you want to see him?" I looked at him a little strange. If I had the chance to let me see the old man, I guess I could really sacrifice my life, but Qian Si seemed to be...

Thinking of this, I recalled the old lady's look and immediately realized it.

The old lady's skin was very wrinkled, pale white, and some terrifying corpse spots. Her eyes had long lost the glory of a living person, and they looked a little shriveled, all with a miserable death.

The old man's mourning clothes were the same as the one I tied out for paper men. It didn't seem like ordinary people could make trouble. If you were startled by this old lady in the middle of the night, it would be a pleasure.

"Can you disappear..." Qian Si's words were really helpless. Zhang Qinghai's eyes glared, and the words filled with the Northeast mouth were spit out: "Are you even afraid of your own mother?! Or are you a man?"

Qian Si wanted to defend himself, but Zhang Qinghai obviously did not give him this opportunity. Relying on his burly figure of 1.8 meters, he raised his hand and carried Qian Si's neck and threw it forward. Qian Si went in easily and elegantly.

"I'll go in with him and take a look. Brother Zhang, please smoke and rest for a while. It's okay, don't worry." I said. Seeing Qian Si staggeringly looking quite embarrassed, I couldn't help but start to despise this grandson.

"Is that so! Is it really embarrassing to him?" Zhang Qinghai cursed angrily.

With the door ringing, I sighed, walked forward and held Qian Si whose legs were weak.

"Are you really afraid of your mom?"

"I..." Qian Si hesitated for a moment and did not directly answer me.

I smiled and said, "Aren't you a filial son?"

This is just a slap in the face, but I can't help it now. Are you relaxing? Why haven't you recovered yet? That's your mother!

Suddenly, I was stunned, mom.

Although I have lived for more than twenty years.

Although I have been to college and have been educated.

Although I have seen all kinds of movies and novels,...

The word "Mother" is really a bit far away to me. Don't look at me, I understand better than anyone else, but I really don't understand.

What kind of role does mom play in everyone’s life?

I have thought about this question before, but I didn't get the answer, but the old man told me.

"Just like me, everyone's mother is as important to you as I do." The old man's original words.

I was so heartless that I almost burst into tears. The old man's words had a big loophole, and everyone did not include me.

Mom, what is that?

When I was thinking about it, I shivered for no reason. This was either because I felt the yin energy or other supernatural reasons, or just because I felt cold.

When I was thrown outside Longshan, I was just a baby, right?

It seemed like a winter that could make people live and die of coldness, I...

"It's so cold." I rubbed my face and smiled to myself.

Qian Si, who was helped by me, looked at me in confusion, as if he was afraid that I would be brought to the ghost. He asked me tentatively: "Little brother, are you okay?"

"It's okay." I shook my head, and before walking onto the second-floor corridor, I asked casually: "Is your mom important to you?"

Qian Si nodded without hesitation.

"So why are you afraid of her?"

Qian Si was silent for a moment and said with a wry smile: "I'm scared to death and you don't laugh at me. I'm really a little scared when I saw my mother like this."

"It's because she's strange. She looks different from your mother's original appearance." I comforted me, helped him into the corridor, and patted him on the back: "Let's go, go to the bedroom."

"I really want to go..." Qian Si's calves showed signs of weakness again, and his tone trembled: "Why do you help me talk to my mother?"

"Why are you so brave?" I felt a little annoyed. I didn't say much to him, and pushed and pulled him towards the bedroom, constantly comforting him: "Your mom can't harm you, what are you afraid of?"

Just when Qian Si was about to continue discussing with me whether to go or not.

The bedroom door is open.

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Tomorrow is Friday, and it is also my easiest day this week. I don’t have to work overtime, so I want to take a day off. Of course, it’s still a one-day update that day, not a no-new update.

Saturday and Sunday are the same as last week, and they have to be arranged by the crazy boss to do some tragic tasks, which is depressed.
Chapter completed!