Chapter 600: If you have nothing to ask for, your life will be considered poor

Metaphysics is something left by our ancestors. Even if the Chinese people have not paid special attention to it, they know more or less. If they are not good, they always know that "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" is different, and they always know that people will be reincarnated after death.

Qingqing's mother... also knows.

She looked at her daughter with tears in her eyes. A fierce high fever deprived her of life. It took her a long time to get out of the shadow. Over the years, if it weren't for her husband and Qingqing, she might have ended her life long ago.

But she never expected that her young daughter would stay by their side in a ghost state.

Qingqing's mother said helplessly: "No, no, Ranran's mother, Miss Yan, Master Yan, please, give us another time to spend together. I, I only saw her today..."

Yan Lingxi was a little embarrassed and entangled.

She really won't deal with such sensational scenes.

If Qingqing's mother unreasonably asked her not to send her away, not to move, or to do so, Yan Lingxi would refuse without mercy.

But she just begged for a longer time to get along.

But after spending a while together, wouldn’t Qingqing’s mother be even more reluctant to give up?

Yan Lingxi glanced at Mo Xuanhuai and raised unrealistic hopes: Husband, why don’t you help and persuade me?

Mo Xuanhuai looked back calmly.

Forget it, Mo Xuanhuai has lived for so many years and has seen many such scenes. Although he is sympathetic, he is even more selfless.

More importantly, he would not persuade people at all.

Yan Lingxi complained a few words in her heart, thinking about what to say, but unexpectedly, she didn't need to play.

Yunyun said: "Mom, I was going to leave. An old lady I met said, "I have to be reincarnated, otherwise I will become a lonely ghost, and Yunyun doesn't want to become a lonely ghost."

Qingqing's mother shook her head: "No, no, with us here, Yunyun would not be..."

She couldn't say the four words "Lonely Ghost" and she subconsciously resisted that Yunyun was already a ghost, which was different from them.

Humans are such a tangled creature. While trying to do the "right" things, they can't let go of their emotions.

Yunyun touched her mother's face, and Qingqing's mother felt a faint chill on her face, and her eyes couldn't help but feel sore.

"Mom, but I want to be reincarnated. Being a ghost is not fun at all." Yunyun said.

Qingqing's mother was speechless.

Yunyun didn't lie, she was indeed ready to reincarnate.

She had thought about it and came to meet her sister's friend today. When she got back, she told her sister that she was leaving.

Qingqing's mother was silent for a moment, and choked and said the word "good".

Qingqing was nestled beside her mother, and she was confused and asked in a daze: "Sister, are you leaving?"

Yunyun looked at her: "Yeah."

Qingqing pouted and said aggrievedly: "Sister, don't leave, Qingqing doesn't want you to leave."

Qingqing's mother looked at Yunyun with a faint expectation in her eyes.

Yunyun shook her head and said firmly: "I'm leaving."

Qingqing's mother lowered her eyes in disappointment.

Yan Lingxi asked: "Do you know how to reincarnate?"

In fact, it is not difficult to reincarnate, just go to the underworld.

Ghosts have a vague intuition when it comes to the underworld, but some idiots have weak intuition.

Yan Lingxi remembers that she met a little girl who loved singing Kunqu opera before, and that's it.

"I don't know." Yunyun said, "but the old lady knew that she said that when I wanted to reincarnate, she would go to her and she would go with me."

So that's it, she's really lucky.

Yunyun looked at Qingqing's mother again, leaned over and hugged her, and still hugged her in a false way. She said, "I know my mother loves me, and I love my mother too. Mom, don't worry, I will be fine when I reincarnate."

Qingqing's mother choked and nodded, and reluctantly smiled: "Okay, mom respects your decision."

Qingqing's mother was worried and begged Yan Lingxi to help take care of her, but Yan Lingxi agreed immediately.

Even if Qingqing's mother didn't say that, she had such a plan. After all, this is the sister of her son's good friend.

After a moment, the spell failed, and Qingqing's mother couldn't see the clouds and felt lost, as if she had lost her soul.

After this incident, Qingqing's mother and the others had no intention of staying for dinner and went home.

Maybe because of my emotional fluctuations, I was sick when I got home.

Yan Lingxi followed Yunyun to find the old lady. When she saw them meeting, she confirmed that they had gone to the underworld and sent Qingqing's mother a message of safety.

The departure of my sister also had a little blow to Qingqing, so Ranran invited her to come to play at home. After a few times, the girl finally got better.

A few days later, Yan Lingxi went to Chang'an Street to set up a stall.

As soon as the arrangement was put, the three young boys came over, and one of them said, "Master Yan, please do it for me."

Yan Lingxi was tying her shoelaces at the time and asked without raising her head: "What are you going to be?"

The boy waved his hand indifferently: "Anything is OK."

Yan Lingxi frowned slightly, looked up at him, and said coldly: "If you don't have anything to ask for, don't tell fortunes casually."

The boy raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do you know I have nothing to ask for?"

Yan Lingxi rolled her eyes and did not hide her speechlessness, but she still persuaded her kindly: "You can't just count your life. If you have nothing to do, your fortune will become thinner and thinner."

"Wow! Is it true or false?" The boy pretended to be surprised.

Yan Lingxi's tongue tip against her teeth, telling herself to be calm.

She smiled and said to them, "I have a bad temper. If I get angry, I really can beat people."

The boy was stunned: "You can hit people?"

Yan Lingxi smiled, full of nuclear goodness.

The boy suddenly shook his head. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Yan Lingxi suddenly sinking his face and said impatiently: "What is it? If you don't count, just get out of business. Don't block me from doing business."

"Uh..." The three boys looked at each other and somehow were frightened. "Then...then, I'm sure there is any danger."

"Who is it?"

“…I’ll do it.”

Yan Lingxi stared at him for a long time, and she felt uncomfortable: "You have a low fortune recently and have many unlucky things, so it is not impossible to hit a ghost. As for the danger, it depends on whether you meet a good ghost or a bad ghost."

The boy was stunned when he heard this, and he was a little nervous when he didn't believe it.

"Is there any way to resolve it?"

Yan Lingxi said: "Yes, you are vegetarian for one month. You can't go out this month. You have to listen to scriptures every day and you can recite them. If conditions permit, you can stay in Taoist temples or temples for a period of time."

The boy frowned and said, "So troublesome?!"

Yan Lingxi knocked on the collection code: "Total 1125."

The boy was stunned again: "Why are there zero or even a whole lot? And it's too expensive. I don't have that much money, only one thousand yuan."

Yan Lingxi chuckled: "You have 100 more in your phone case, and the Huabei credit limit is 25, which adds up to 1125."

Boy: "..."
Chapter completed!