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"Hey third aunt's brother-in-law next door, I heard that you got a piece of fragrant wood a while ago, how do you feel?"

"Grandson? Where's my precious grandson? Come to Grandpa!"

"Old Wang sees you again! Come on, I lost to you last time, this time I have to get it back!"

"Hey, his eldest aunt, you said that the two father and daughter knew that they wouldn't really fight, why did they insist on doing this?"

"Haha, don't care what they are doing, we can sit down and chatter, I heard that the gray wolf on the other side of the mountain has become stronger again!"

Amidst the chatter of these ghosts, a grand battle of hundreds of ghosts suddenly became a daily chatter, and a few ghosts even pulled out materialized tables to play mahjong.

Xia Wei and Xia Qing, father and daughter, were still at war. Xia Wei paused for a while, and then suddenly asked, "You still blame me for what happened back then?"

Xia Qing was startled, and then nodded in silence for a moment: "Yes." This was the first time Xia Qing answered this point calmly and clearly.At the beginning, Xia Qing used silence to fight silently. Even though Xia Wei had captured countless ghosts and living people in his life, he couldn't think of a solution.

"Did you bring that person back to fight against me on purpose?" Xia Wei asked again.

No one looked at Zheng Jing, but everyone knew who Xia Wei was asking.

"Of course not." Xia Qing raised her eyebrows, her tone was affirmative, "I just want to bring her back to see a different world. As for the matter about you, old man, it is between us and cannot be related to anyone."

Xia Wei looked at Xia Qing, the little daughter was already so old back then, she had her own ideas, and would not listen to any of his arrangements.

"The Xia family, are you going to end it in my hands?" Xia Wei couldn't help murmuring, at this moment Xia Wei looked like an old ordinary person.

Xia Qing smiled: "The moment your mother died, shouldn't you be mentally prepared for this?"

"..." Xia Wei looked at Xia Qing silently, and finally waved his hand, "It's up to you, as long as you don't regret it."

"Of course not." Xia Qing answered bluntly, announcing that this matter ended with Xia Wei's concession.

Things went smoother than expected, Xia Qing glanced at the ghosts who were having a heated conversation, decided to let them play, and turned to Zheng Jing.

At this moment, Zheng Jing was completely frozen just because she witnessed the existence of ghosts. Her whole body was as cold as if she had fallen into an ice cave, and she was stiff and motionless.

The moment Xia Qing looked over, she had almost reached her limit. Before her eyes went dark, the last thing she saw was Xia Qing's eyes that looked over with a smile turned panic and anxious, and ran over immediately.

During the coma, Zheng Jing had a long dream.

In her dream, she saw her grandmother who had passed away when she was young, and her little self.

When she woke up suddenly, she found herself in a strange room. After her brain cleared up, she realized that this was Xia Qing's bedroom. I saw a lot of bad things at the sacrificial ceremony of the Xia family.

"You're awake." Xia Qing's voice came from one side, and a bowl of water appeared in front of Zheng Jing's eyes, "How do you feel?"

"..." Zheng Jing didn't go to pick it up, but turned to look at Xia Qing, "Is there really a ghost?"

"I have already said that there are ghosts in this world, and there are many things that ordinary people cannot see." Xia Qing sat down beside her, and put the bowl on the bed, "Drinking this will help your body. "

Zheng Jing glanced at the bowl of water—or it should be said that it was water with added ingredients, and finally picked it up and poured it down in one breath: "Why did I suddenly see it?"

"...The eye drops that Sister Rin gave you are made from cow's tears as one of the raw materials. Ordinary people can see these drops."

Zheng Jing stopped, and sat there in a daze.

After a while, when Xia Qing thought that Zheng Jing was thinking about other issues, Zheng Jing suddenly hugged her head and rolled into a ball on the bed complaining: "Oh, I'm afraid of ghosts!"

Xia Qing was stunned, seeing Zheng Jing struggling to roll left and right, and finally laughed: "Hehe, Officer Zheng, you have handled so many cases and seen so many criminals, are you afraid of ghosts?" ?"

"I'm afraid, can't I?" Zheng Jing stopped, and finally realized how stupid she was now, she didn't dare to look at Xia Qing's expression, and said with her neck stuck.

"Okay." Xia Qing said with a smile.

Zheng Jing covered her head for a while, then suddenly said: "I was dreaming just now, and I dreamed about something from my childhood."

Xia Qing looked at Zheng Jing, and responded, expressing that she was listening: "Yes."

"It seems like I went swimming once. It was a small reservoir in the countryside, and then I saw a water ghost looking for a substitute there." Zheng Jing recalled a little bit, "I didn't know it at the time, I just thought it was a water ghost. The little brother who came to play together almost followed him to the bottom of the water."

Xia Qing also understood the persistence and determination of the water ghost who was looking for a substitute. Although she saw that Zheng Jing had grown to such a big size, she was still sweating unconsciously.

"Later, it was my grandma who called me from the shore and called me back." Zheng Jing spoke slowly, as if recalling a little bit, "After that, grandma didn't let me go out to play alone, and always It is telling me that when someone I don’t know calls me, I must not answer and run home quickly.”

"If you respond to ghosts with ulterior motives calling your name, you will easily be possessed by them or even your soul will leave your body." Seeing Zheng Jing stop, Xia Qing added something to what she said.

"Probably so." Zheng Jing thought for a while, "Anyway, when I was a child, I could always see those bad things. Some of them looked like ordinary people, and there was no difference at all, but some... just looked like they died, which was scary. The ground is very deep." Speaking of this, Zheng Jing didn't know what kind of picture she thought of, and she shivered.

Xia Qing saw Zheng Jing's reaction in her eyes, and changed the subject calmly: "Did your grandmother leave you the Buddhist bead string you brought before?"

"Yes." Zheng Jing reached out to touch the string of beads on her wrist, "I have worn it since I was a child, I feel at ease with it--" The words stopped abruptly, and she only touched her own wrist, which should have been on it "Eh? Where are my prayer beads?" She anxiously flipped through the quilt to find them.

"...Here." Xia Qing raised her hand to hold Zheng Jing's movement, and picked up a small box on the bedside cabinet and handed it to Zheng Jing.The small box was filled with Buddhist beads one after another, and there was a broken thread, "Before, the hall was too yin, which was against the Buddhist beads, and the rope broke when you fainted."

In the hall...Zheng Jing subconsciously shivered again, refusing to think about the scene of the ghosts dancing, and looked at the prayer beads in the box worriedly: "This has to be strung with a new string."

Almost at the moment when Zheng Jing's voice fell, a white-haired old man suddenly appeared between the two of them.

Chapter 71

Zheng Jing was frightened at first, and rolled to the edge of the bed before she knew it.

When Xia Qing handed over the Buddha beads, she was still heaving a sigh of relief because the things left by her grandma were still there. Who would have thought that suddenly a person appeared in front of her, and she subconsciously dodged backwards without taking a closer look. She who was on the edge of the bed immediately fell all over, sat down on the floor, grinning in pain.

"Zheng Jing, are you okay?" Xia Qing couldn't care about this old man who appeared suddenly, and hurried across the bed to check on Zheng Jing's situation.

Zheng Jing had already stood up, rubbing her sore back and buttocks with one hand, and said embarrassingly: "It's okay, but..." She stared at the old man who had just emerged, her glasses widened ,"That is……"