"As the elders of the ancestors, now that the matter has been settled, I have avenged your revenge. Are you willing to move?"
I continued to speak with sincerity in my eyes, not daring to have any relations with them. Remember my favor, and I would just cooperate with them.
To be honest, once they regained their original appearance and stabilized their aura, the overall atmosphere became harmonious.
Although the illusions created by the spirits are scary and are always playful, they are still illusions.
As long as the psychological defense line is not broken, you can recover quickly.
Except for a scratch on the sister's neck, there was no blood on her face and clothes.
It looked a lot like I was chatting with a group of protagonists in a Republican drama.
The Tao of Submission is also very true.
"Now that the great revenge has been avenged and the serious troubles in our hearts have been eradicated, we are naturally willing to return to the netherworld so that we can enter reincarnation as soon as possible."
The old man looked at me very sensibly and said, "Little girl Yang Cha, you are our benefactor. We can repay you in return, and you will rest in peace in your grave."
“Thank you so much!”
I bowed to all the aged spirits. It felt like worshiping my ancestors. I straightened up and stretched out my hand to send the ashes to the urn on the long table. "Ancestors, please return to the box first. Follow up." I will notify Boss Lin and wish everyone a safe journey..."
The old man shook his head and nodded, leading the family members to face the long table of ashes, and his body was about to turn into black mist.
I glanced at the time on my watch. It was eight-thirty. Don’t do this work too happily. Just when I was about to shout out, the butler-like spirit suddenly said, "Wait a minute! Madam, sir, my dear." The young master is not here..."
The old man turned his head, his face twisted directly to the back of his head, and looked at the female family behind him, "Where is Seventeen?"
The old lady was stunned for a moment, and then she said, "Where is my little grandson Shiqi? Go and find him!"
All the spirits looked around after hearing the sound. I quickly checked the number, and there were really only fifteen undead in front of me.
Where did the missing one go?
It sounds like he is still a little boy named Shi Qi.
"Grandpa, Shi Qi is timid. He was so frightened that he hid when the sun came over the last two times. He should be hiding somewhere this time."
The little girl who liked my skirt responded and flew upstairs lightly, "Seventeen, Seventeen, come out quickly! Let's go on the road with my sister!"
"Sister, I'm downstairs, come find me quickly! I'm hiding in the cabinet in the cabin!"
The boy's childish voice came out, and the little girl drifted in one direction after hearing it, "Why are you hiding in the cupboard again? It's very dark in there, come out quickly!"
I watched her drift to the door of the storage room, where there was...
Just as my heart was about to get excited, I heard Wu Mei's scream, "Ying'er! There's a ghost!!!"
"Sister!! Someone is there!"
The little boy cried at the same time, "Wow~ sister! You scared me to death!!"
"There's a ghost!!!"
"There's someone there!!!"
All the spirits and I were startled by the shrill duet-like voices in the storage room.
He hurriedly went to the hut where Wu Mei was hiding.
He suddenly opened the cabinet door——
The scene inside shocked me!
Normally, Wu Mei would sit in the cupboard by herself.
Moreover, there are no lights in this room. It is possible that the lights are broken and the switches do not work. It is pitch black.
Wu Mei sat inside holding her boxing gloves like a Buddha, feeling very comfortable by herself.
Perhaps sensing the spirit approaching, he turned around and vaguely saw a little boy wearing a melon-skin hat squatting next to him.
The little boy was also stunned by him.
If you don’t plan to hide a cat, you can still hide it with a living person!
They were both confused. Wu Mei's cerebral cortex was the first to feel numb, and she shouted, "There's a ghost!"
Just in time, he still had the voice-activated flashlight under his arm, and when he shouted, the flashlight's light shone brightly!
In a closed space, one person and one ghost faced each other unexpectedly, and both sides looked at each other seriously!
Both of them are a little unbearable, one is afraid of people and the other is afraid of ghosts.
In an instant, there were screams and shouts of collapse!
The most annoying thing is that Brother Mu Feng’s inventions also have drawbacks.
It is also possible that the flashlight has been left at home for a long time.
It doesn't receive much solar energy.
There is not enough power.
The flashlight stayed on for a few seconds and then went off!
Normally speaking, killing it is actually a good thing.
Since you are scared when you look at me, I will also tremble when I look at you.
Now that it's dark, we won't have to bother anyone anymore!
It's better than being in a bright space with big eyes and small eyes and being scared by the other party!
To be honest, the little boy’s face is so white that anyone who looks at him looks like a little paper man!
Both of them are cowardly, and the little boy is also a coward.
The two of them screamed and couldn't stop the brakes, so they cooperated with the flashlight!
When they screamed, the light lit up, and when they saw each other's faces clearly, they screamed even more happily.
The most difficult thing to describe is that this is a large flashlight.
The front shell is about the same size as the mouth of a bowl. When it lights up, it looks like a desk lamp and the illumination is really bright.
So the flashlight flashed on and off, like a close-up of their faces, and the rhythm of each movement was super strong!
They soared from high notes to broken notes.
There are all kinds of splits in the voice!
A group of us stood at the door of the cabinet and watched for a long time.
It was as if they had eaten Xuanmai, and they couldn't stop screaming.
Face to face, it's like a competition to see who has the loudest voice!
"Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu!"
I saw Wu Mei yelling so hard that the veins in her neck popped out, so I quickly held his shoulders and said, "Look at me, look at me! He's not scary!"
"There's a ghost!"
Wu Mei was still immersed in panic, because he was too close to the little boy.
If they weren't both afraid, it would be easy for them to kiss each other on the lips!
We don't know why the little boy wanted to get into the cabinet on a whim.
It’s so hard to sit down in Wu Mei’s arms!
"Mr. Wu! Look at me!"
I shook Wu Mei's shoulders desperately, "It's all over, it's over!"
The spirits nearby also reached out to grab the little boy and asked him to stop shouting along with him.
The sound is too strong!
Not to mention that people can't bear it, even ghosts find it too noisy!
Wu Mei was shaken by me and gradually came back to her senses. She gasped and looked at me, "Ying'er, this is an illusion. He is not..."
The voice paused.
Wu Mei turned around and looked at the crowd of undead gathered behind me, dumbfounded.
The air immediately became quiet.
It was so dead that only Wu Mei's trembling breath was left.
I glanced to the side subconsciously, and also got excited.
The spirits were probably too worried about the little boy, so they stayed close together.
All the green and white faces were looking into the cabinet, and a dozen pairs of cool eyes were looking right at Wu Mei——
The situation is no less than when you wake up and there are a group of elders who have died long ago around your bed.
Even if they all look at you with caring eyes, they will inevitably look at you with a sinister aura.
A few seconds later, Wu Mei hiccupped in her throat, rolled her eyes, and fainted.