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Today, the man who went to the funeral shop to buy a charm from Jiang Ningning was named Zhou Qiang.

After he left Jiang Ningning's store, he went to Fumen Community.

The original plan was to find the client's home and collect the debt.

Although the client was arrested, the client’s wife and son were still there. As a result, when they entered the community, they saw Xu Li and Miaomiao——

This is what you delivered to your door.

In the darkness, Zhou Qiang remained calm, waiting for Xu Li and Miaomiao to finish burning the paper and leave, and he followed them quietly.

The sky above his head——

The black crow tilted its head and wondered, "Why does this man look so sneaky and uneasy and well-intentioned?"

Pull first out of respect!

Bah.

A hot lump of bird droppings landed accurately on Zhou Qiang's head.

But Zhou Qiang was wearing a hat and didn't notice.

But the unlucky man not far behind him immediately whistled excitedly~

Wow, he's having bad luck again and I have another chance!

Keep up!

Jiang's Funeral Shop.

All the ghosts gathered together and set off in a mighty manner, heading straight to Sanniangniang Mountain.

Jiang Ningning was riding a scooter, with ghosts floating around her.

Zhao Bingde excitedly shouted at the top of his voice, "Boys, it looks like we are going on a spring outing. I am so happy!"

The man in the wide-sleeved robe also shouted excitedly: "I want to compose a poem!"

Coarse Short Brown said quickly: "Then hurry up. Although I know you are a poet, I have never seen you write poetry since we met."

Looking forward to it!

Nike and Li Ning were filled with endless excitement. He was about to get the merit and let his sister and parents live a good life. "Be a good person when the occasion arises!"

As soon as he rolled up the sleeves of his wide-sleeved robe, he opened his mouth and said, "Ah!"

A loud shout!

The ghosts were full of emotions and shouted in unison, "Ah!"

Just as everyone was excitedly waiting for Guang Xiu Robo's next sentence, Guang Xiu Robo suddenly pressed his left and right index fingers to the corners of his eyes, then raised the ends of his eyes and pushed them up, squinting and looking into the distance, "What the hell?"

Several other ghosts immediately turned to look at him in shock, "Is this also called poetry?"

"He said ahead." Jiang Ningning raised her chin and gestured forward.

Several ghosts turned their heads and looked in the direction she indicated.

A tall incense bridge is being lit.

What is Xiangqiao?

It is a bridge burned with high incense.

The smoke from the burning incense rose into the air but did not dissipate. The smoke enveloped it and formed a bridge.

In the wilderness, a man was lighting handfuls of incense and planting them on the ground. When they looked over, they were already three meters away.

As the newest and youngest ghost inside, Zhao Manman asked in surprise, "What is this?"

Zhao Bingde was well-informed and gave his seventy-eighth-generation great-great-granddaughter some popular science, "This is called the Huihun Bridge, also called the Home Bridge. The ghosts of the first seven Soul Nights can find their way home along this bridge."

Zhao Manman was shocked, "But this is the wilderness. How far can he light the incense? Unless he lives in the wilderness, otherwise he would be caught in the city before he finished lighting the incense."

After saying this, a woman in white dress suddenly appeared at the end of the smoke.

The woman floated along the smoke bridge until she reached the man.

The man is a living person and cannot see the female ghost who has come out. He just puts the last incense stick in his hand and slowly stands up.

With hopeless sadness in his eyes, he looked at the piece of incense he had lit.

"Pingping, I miss you."

The moment the man stood up, Jiang Ningning recognized him. Wasn't this the boyfriend of Wang Shoucai's dead eldest daughter, Wang Pingping?

But Wang Pingping has already passed the first seven years, why can he still use the incense of the first seven souls to return to the night?

Jiang Ningning frowned.

Zhao Manman paid close attention to Wang Shoucai's incident almost the whole time, and naturally recognized the man, and immediately gave Nike and Li Ning a push, "This Ping Ping is Song Guihua's eldest daughter."

The information on Song Guihua’s student ID card exactly matches that of Nike and Li Ning’s lost sister.

Upon hearing this, Nike Li Ning suddenly jumped forward, staring at Wang Pingping without blinking, with a vigilance on his face, lest this man would hurt Wang Pingping's soul.

Wang Pingping focused all her attention on the man in front of her. Even though the man couldn't hear her, she still said with tears in her eyes: "Fool, forget me."

After the man said the words "I miss you", his eye circles suddenly turned red. His lowered fingers gently twisted the seam of his trousers, and then sat on the floor.

Sighed.

"I told you when I burned paper for you last time. Wang Shoucai was arrested and sentenced to many years. This is considered revenge for you."

"Your mother is receiving treatment in the hospital. Originally, the government arranged for her to go to the best public hospital in Xuancheng, but I thought that no matter how good the conditions in Xuancheng are, they are not as good as those in City A, so I decided to transfer her to another hospital privately. I was transferred to the best hospital in City A, which has the best medical team in the country."

Wang Pingping burst into tears and muttered to himself, not knowing what to say. He only knew that the heart of the dead person was warm in his soul, "You fool, how much will it cost?"

The man is crying too.

He wiped his eyes and gave a forced smile.

"The incense burned today looks good. I heard people say that this is called the homecoming incense for the first seven nights. You have passed the first seven nights, so you must not be able to see it, but I still want to burn it."

"I resigned and found a job in City A. The salary is pretty good, but it's just inconvenient for me to come back to see you in the future."

"Don't forget about your mother and sisters. I'll take care of them for you. We promised to stay together for the rest of our lives, and I won't break my promise."

Wang Pingping covered her face, tears falling down her fingers. She wanted to rush over and hug the man, but she knew that the ghost could not get close to the living person, "You still have a long way to go, don't spend your whole life on me. ah."

The man couldn't hear anything, so he rambled for a while, then sighed and stood up.

Looking at the burning incense, her voice was choked and trembling, but she said something joking, as if to coax people, "When you are reincarnated in your next life, you must find a good family. Maybe you will be my neighbor's little girl from now on. See you. Should I call you uncle?"

After saying this, he wiped away the cold tears on his face and turned to leave.

Wang Pingping was in a hurry.

She wanted to tell the man, forget about me and live your life well.

Although some of her words were unfilial, she still wanted to say, "My mother and my sisters, you have done enough. You can't delay yourself by taking care of them."

Live your life well.

But no man could hear or see what she said or did.

I saw someone leaving in a car.

Wang Pingping turned his head suddenly and ran towards Jiang Ningning with tears in his eyes.

She knows a little about Jiang Ningning...

thump.

To men, Wang Pingping is a light and airy soul.

But in Jiang Ningning's eyes, there is not much difference between these ghosts and humans.

Wang Pingping knelt down in front of Jiang Ningning, which was much louder than when Zhao Manman found her.

"I know you are capable. Can you help me erase a little of his memory, or make him change his mind a little? Please, he is such a good person, and I don't deserve him to spend his whole life like this."

Wang Pingping kowtowed to Jiang Ningning three times.