"It turns out that this child can really see ghosts. Maybe this makes sense..." Si's mother tried hard to make a smile, but in the end she failed. She seemed to be wrapped in a foggy aura.

, the light in her eyes gradually dimmed. Siling hesitated to pat the back of her hand, but her hand fell straight on the table.

She blinked and touched her mother's shoulder again, but still missed. Her fingers were numb and she didn't feel particularly cold. "Where are you?" Is she asking for help? Why did she wait until now to say,

Are you worried that you won't care about her? "Where are you now? I'll call 120 first."

No wonder she didn't smoke today. If you hurry up, there might be a chance for rescue. Thinking of this, Si Ling already dialed the emergency number, "Don't worry, I will rush there as soon as possible... Where is the location?"

"North of the first parking lot of Guishan Country Park...Guanhu Garden."

Si Ling had never heard of Guishan Country Park. It should be in the outer suburbs of Binshi or even further away. The location given by her mother was very specific. The ambulance should have arrived before them, right? She turned to her mother and asked, "Let's go directly to the hospital.

?"

Looking at her mother, she shook her head silently. Her long hair covered her face, looking helpless and desperate. "Then let's go to Guishan now. Don't worry, Fang Muzhi is very capable. Is the old car at home still there?"

Where are the keys?"

Si's mother sat at the dining table and did not move, nor did she say anything about the key. She asked calmly, "Can you see your father when he leaves?"

Si Ling had already walked to the door, but her mother was completely unhurried. She said anxiously: "No. I haven't seen her. If it's later, I might not even be able to see you."

"Don't you hate me?"

This sentence stunned her. If she said she had never hated him, it would be a lie. But now she was no longer the child who was abandoned in the hospital, nor was she the poor student who lost her father and was kicked out of the house.

Does she think it's because of the non-existent family affection? Or maybe it's because she has a mixture of love and hate for her? Can't she just act bravely?

"Even strangers will not stand by and watch. Besides, we have lived under the same roof for so long."

The mother didn't seem satisfied with this answer. She asked again: "Don't you hate me? I never regarded you as my own child."

As children, we always take everything for granted, complain about our family situation, and complain about our parents. But aren't these part of our fate? If we blame our parents for everything, then all children in the world must hate their parents, right?

I don't know when it started to rain outside the window, and a nearby thunder exploded overhead, as if urging me.

A person as proud as her mother has never revealed such a vulnerable and sentimental moment. "You raised me, paid for my medical expenses, and gave me food and housing. I remember all these good things." She squatted down next to her mother.

, slowed down his tone.

"There's no need to go, it's too late. As the saying goes, when a person is about to die, he speaks kindly. Maybe it's true." Si's mother straightened her back, holding her chin with her hand, and returned to her usual elegant look. She licked

Licking his lips, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Fang Muzhi: "Is there any cigarette?" Seeing Fang Muzhi shake his head, he had to give up and continued: "Don't blame me. If it were you, I would make the same choice.

.You were not born to me. My child died as soon as he was born, he should not have survived."

My mother said this many times, perhaps during a hysterical argument with her father in the early morning, or perhaps interspersed in a ghost story. But never once was she so calm and sober. Sling suddenly felt a little shaken. No.

, she had seen her birth certificate, and the hospital and her father had no reason to lie to her.

"Aren't you curious, where did you come from? I was blind at the time and couldn't figure it out until they asked me where your father, Zong Yongming, had put the things. He had never been sincere to me, so how could he tell me

I, did you say that he regarded you as his own daughter? No, he didn’t tell you—"

Si Ling interrupted her, "I don't want to hear it, and I won't believe it. Since you said you don't need me to save lives, I'll leave."

It was obvious that the man had been dead for many years, but how much hatred could she have to let her not miss any opportunity and spare no effort to throw dirty water on him. Sling did not look back and listened to her mother's calm and gentle addition: "That's okay.

.Remember not to bury us together. I just want to advise you on this matter."

The moving truck was still waiting downstairs. Si Ling had already gone downstairs when he suddenly said: "I left my phone upstairs. You go to the car and wait for me first. It will be quick!" He turned around and headed upstairs.

run.

If a person has no worries, he will not stay in the world for a long time after death. Did she stay and say those words just to make her feel uncomfortable?

Or there's another reason, that is, she can't leave. Who are those people she talks about? What are they looking for? She can't just leave out of anger.

The sensor light in the corridor was not on, and the security door of the house was ajar. Maybe she had just left in a hurry. There was no light in the room, but a voice came from the room, "Didn't she know where the item was? She put it there again?"

She let go, did she remember it, sister-in-law?"

"Why do you believe that your brother must have set things up? Couldn't he be taking revenge on you for inheriting the position of head of the family?"

"My brother is so smart. He suddenly stopped fighting for nothing and took you far away. I didn't believe anyone who said he eloped for love. At that time, I thought the prophecy of the prophet would come true. I didn't expect that my child would die.

You gave birth to a girl."

"Humph, my child is dead too. The child with my last name was just brought back to deceive others. I believe you when you say he hid something, but who is he to tell me?"

"Sister-in-law, you are also a serious disciple. You don't need me to tell you the story of the Yin-Yang Scroll again, right? We Mingren don't tell secrets. His death was strange. If it weren't for the Yin-Yang Scroll, I really can't think of anything else.

Explain. Now that you are a dead person, you can’t take the secret away, and you don’t want to tell that cheap daughter, why don’t you tell me.”

"Haha, are you crazy about the Yin-Yang Scroll? You have also searched this house, and you must have searched all the places he has been. Don't you know better than me if there is anyone there?"

"Then don't blame me for not telling the truth. If you left, you would naturally tell others. It's better that everyone doesn't know."

When Si Mu's screams came from the house, Si Ling had already held the door. Suddenly, Jiu Ze and the method of cracking the nightmare formation that she had explained came to mind.
Chapter completed!