In Niuxin Village at night, it’s another Qingming Festival.
There is an endless stream of people burning paper on the roadside. Because most of the people in the village have moved from other places, there are no ancestral graves to pay homage to. They can only draw a circle on the roadside and leave a gap to burn in the direction of their ancestral graves.
The white smoke and a little bit of moonlight made the entire Niuxin Village surrounded by clouds and mountains, like a fairyland on earth. A lone red figure walked out of the white smoke.
That was Li Huowang. He was holding a lot of paper money in his hand, lots and lots of paper money and gold ingots.
He walked through the village and came to the entrance of the Bai family compound. No one else lived here, only him.
Li Huowang stood at the door without moving. Looking at the white gauze lanterns on the door and the yellow couplets on both sides, he suddenly burst into laughter.
"Haha... I am really... right now... a bright moon is waxing and waning, the cold stars surround the waning moon, the sand lanterns are hung high in front of the door, and I spend the spring and autumn with nothing inside...
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As Li Huowang walked in, the door slammed shut. Li Huowang drew a circle on the ground, but there was a gap in each direction.
When Li Huowang took the paper money and gold ingots and threw them into the circle, he took out the fire fold and lit them.
"Qingming Festival...get the money...come and get the money!"
Li Huowang's hoarse voice echoed in the lonely Bai family compound like a crow's wail.
Li Huowang burned and kept burning, mumbling what he wanted to say to his deceased relatives.
"Sui Sui, whatever you want, use your money to buy it. If you want a toy and it's not available below, just tell your father a dream and he will find you a paper man."
"Miaomiao, are you okay down there? I miss you..."
As the paper money continued to burn, the fire became more and more intense. When the paper money was halfway burned, Li Huowang suddenly collapsed.
He stood up suddenly and cursed crazily at his own shadow. "Ji Liang! You lied! You clearly promised me!! You said you could bring them back!! You clearly promised me, why!
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The world is still there, all the evil spirits have disappeared, there are no more natural disasters, the hours in a day have returned to sixteen, the world is no longer crazy, everything has become normal.
Li Huowang's original goal of changing the world has been achieved, but there is only one thing: the dead are not alive, and the dead are dead forever.
"Everything abnormal has disappeared, so many difficult things have been accomplished, why can't you resurrect a few people? Who do you think you are!!"
Although he didn't want to admit it, Li Huowang actually knew in his heart that resurrecting them was against the laws of nature. Since the world is no longer crazy, abnormal things will never happen unless he takes action to destroy the world again.
Go crazy.
Cursing and cursing, Li Huowang slowly knelt on the ground, completely collapsed and began to cry.
"Why!! Why!! Why is it me! Why is it that I am still alive!!"
Despair came like a tide, pressing on him like a mountain, so heavy that he couldn't breathe. This feeling was more uncomfortable than death.
After a long time, Li Huowang reached into the torture tool bag at the hem, took out a dagger and cut his abdomen, tore off the three plain-skinned men and threw them on the ground.
Then he aimed the dagger at his own neck and chopped it off with a dull knife.
As he pulled hard, the whole head was forcibly torn off. He grabbed his own head and threw it to the ground, but it was of no use. Li Huowang was not dead.
Ever since that seasonal disaster took away everything from him in the mirror, not only his identity as Xinsu, but even his death.
What Li Huowang understood was that he himself had become Ji Ji's heartache and was destined to become Ji Ji at some point. If the world were not crazy, all the future and the past had been anchored and could no longer be changed.
But just when Li Huowang collapsed in despair, his keen hearing suddenly heard the stool he had just been sitting on move.
Li Huowang, who was in tears, was stunned. He walked over and seemed to see something from the stool.
He walked over and carefully touched the empty top of the stool with his hand, as if to confirm something. "Is it you? Is it really you?"
Then Li Huowang looked at the burning paper money swirling in the circle on the ground. He suddenly thought of something, rushed into the house, opened the umbrella directly, and then bent down again, looking at the stool from his crotch.
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At this moment, Li Huowang saw Suisui's happy smiling face. The expression on his face began to become happy and excited, and began to transform into ecstasy. The despair and death in his heart were quickly dissipated.
"Hahaha!! You are all here! Great! Don't leave! Don't ever reincarnate!! I know you have become a ghost, but it doesn't matter, ghosts can also become immortals! I will go to prison right now
Si Neiku will help you find ghost cultivation techniques!!"
"Hahaha!! Li Huowang put his head on his neck, laughed crazily and rushed out of the Bai family compound.
"There is a ghost!! Hahahaha, seasonal disaster, I wrongly blamed you! The bright moon is full and missing, and the cold stars surround the waning moon at what time! Hahaha! It's OK if there are ghosts! It's OK if there are ghosts!! Hahahaha!!"
When Gou Wa heard the commotion, she opened the door with her daughter and poked her head out. When she saw this scene, she couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.
"Hey, after all these years of hard work, Senior Brother Li has finally gone crazy."
"Dad, what happened to Uncle Li?"
"It's okay. When you see your Uncle Li in the future, don't laugh at him or scold him. If a child in the village throws stones and spits on him, just tell me and he will be our village guard from now on.
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"Dad, what is a village guard?"
"Village Guardians are people who help our village eliminate disasters and prevent disasters. It is because of Village Guardians that the people of Niuxin Village can live a good life without illness or disaster."
After saying that, Gouwa was about to close the door and go back, but at this moment he suddenly saw what seemed to be light at the end of the village, but he couldn't see clearly because of the smoke.
After a while, Gouwa saw Lu Xiucai holding his nephew Lu Tongsheng with one arm, and ran out of the white smoke excitedly.
When he saw Gou Wa, his eyes immediately shone with joy and he pointed in the direction of the village with his hand. "Gou Wa! Come on! Come and see, Master, he has become an immortal!"