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    Finally, from the sentence "then let alone now", I can judge that kind ghosts think that they are much stronger now than when they first became dead souls.  This can't help but make me a little worried for him.  Because, I am very afraid that his strength depends on the method of "swallowing".  If this is the case, then even if a kind ghost escapes the killing of his son's bright light and escapes the hatred and revenge of the evil ghosts, he will not be able to escape the tragic fate of "flying away".  However, on the contrary, even if a kind ghost does not rely on "swallowing" to grow stronger, but because of the strong resentment in his heart, it seems difficult for him to get the chance of "reincarnation".

    "Oh, kind ghost, poor ghost!" While sighing in my heart, I also secretly decided that if I still have a chance to meet him in the future, I must remind him well so that he can have a good time.  Possibly a precious opportunity to "go to Hades".

    It's a long story, but in fact, the thoughts in the mind are only a momentary thing.  In any case, knowing the general situation of the "ghost world" will give me the opportunity to "reincarnate" in the future.  So, I saluted each of the two immortals with great respect, and then said affectionately: "The immortals taught me, and Xiaomin will remember it in my heart. With the help of the immortals, Xiaomin has the opportunity to be reborn as a human being. To the two immortals, Xiaomin  Really appreciate it!"

    When the two immortals heard the words, they both showed joy.  However, the father-in-law of the land still pretended to be displeased and said seriously: "If you are not grateful, it will seem alien. We told you from the beginning that we are very destined. But because of the word 'fate', we also  I will tell you everything I can tell. I hope that what we have said will be helpful to your future development!"

    "It's not hope, but it will definitely help! Even if it doesn't help, I should say 'thank you' to the two immortals for their kindness!"

    "Okay, okay, you two stop being hypocritical and polite!" Finally, the land mother couldn't stand it anymore, "Look at the time, it's already dawn"

    "Yes, yes, how could I forget this! We will invite you to come and get together when we have time in the future"

    Eunuch Di Di seemed a little anxious, and before I could reply, his magic had already swept over.  I just felt like I was riding on clouds for a while, and then I found myself trapped in the body again.  If I hadn't been conscious all the time, I would have thought that everything that happened before was just a dream.

    I still can't move, can't speak.  Maybe it was because I was in an ice coffin, so I only felt cold to the bone.  Pity me, I don't even have the ability to shudder.  With a sigh in my heart, I had no choice but to turn my hearing to the outside world again, looking around for the situation outside.

    Gradually, the surroundings began to become noisy.  I know that in the new day, everyone will be busy with my affairs again.  Regret and lamentation, I have heard too much, so I don't take it seriously.  Finally, I found someone I cared about.  Relatively speaking, my son didn't get up early, but since the night watch lasted half the night, it was not easy to be able to get up by himself now.  I estimate that my son only slept for four or five hours yesterday.

    Listening to the familiar "ding dong" sound of footsteps, I only felt a burst of warmth.  The son finished washing up as quickly as possible, then went straight to the kitchen, checked the freshly cooked porridge, and said to the helper: "Don't let anyone serve it, because the first bowl must be sent to my dad!  "

    Hearing this, I couldn't help but burst into tears.  The reason why my son got up so early was that he was always thinking about my father.  With yesterday's lesson, not only does no one need to be reminded today, but also remind others in turn.  You know, my son usually likes to stay in bed the most; you know, my son never believes in feudal superstitions!  But now, why did the son suddenly change so much?  All because of me, because of my father, my son abandoned his persistence and belief for many years without hesitation.  How affectionate is this?

    I wanted to reach out to wipe my tears, but I couldn't feel the presence of my own arm.  At this moment, I woke up with a start. It turned out that the current self had lost control of the body.  It's just that I don't know whether the tears are only in the consciousness, or whether they are also fed back to the immobile body.  If my out-of-control body is really crying now, how will the people who see this scene feel?  It is estimated that the rolling teardrops were frozen into ice flowers before they fell.

    At this moment, I can finally understand the feelings of the land father and mother-in-law when they tasted the essence of food and were completely out of control.  "What is the most touching thing in the vast world?" Maybe the benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see wisdom, but after going through all kinds of things, I can answer without hesitation: "Love!"  "Revenant" and lenient the dead souls stranded in the "ghost domain", and gave all the dead souls a chance to "reincarnate"; no wonder, all the immortals haveWhen possible, they will give certain help to the "dead souls clinging to feelings".  Because they are also moved by "love" and fascinated by "love".  Rather than saying that they are helping a certain dead soul, it is better to say that they are helping the "love" in the world!  It's a pity that people in the world are ignorant, and under the temptation of fame and fortune, they often throw away their "true feelings" without hesitation!  As everyone knows, when you abandon "emotion", you have already been abandoned by "emotion", so you are destined to be completely abandoned by "underworld enforcers" and "immortals"!  Alas, maybe this is the so-called "whatever you gain, you must lose".  It seems that the scenery is boundless, but how can you think that it has planted the bane of "never being reborn"?

    The son ran to the ice coffin, picked up the porridge bowl, then ran back to the kitchen, filled it with porridge, and ran again

    "Son, slow down! Don't fall! Dad, I don't feel hungry at all!" I knew my son couldn't hear me, but I couldn't help but reminded me loudly.  In fact, I still hope that my son will send the porridge to the earth temple as soon as possible.  Because, only in this way, we can get the call of the land father again, we can return to the fairyland again, and we can move freely again Although "not hungry" is the truth, because since losing contact with the body  , I never felt "hungry" again; but in fact, I still hope to eat human food as soon as possible, because I like the deliciousness condensed in that food very much.  To put it simply, I don't eat for "hungry", but for "taste".  However, for the sake of my son, I would rather give up all the "desires" and "impulses" in my heart!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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