Ghost at this point turned out to be a direct finger to buckle out his two bug eyes.
The ghost held those two bloody eyes and told me that his eyes were removed by someone when he retaliated against others, and that person was still in the daytime.
I don’t know where I came from during the day, but I got a glimpse of him. I followed him, forcibly summoned his soul and tortured him, and then gouged out his eyes.
The ghost said that daytime must be a psychopath. When his eyes were gouged out, he felt that he couldn’t even be a ghost. Who knew that daytime tortured him and let him go?
Ghosts follow their memories and return home, then they possess the body.
I’m afraid that if I stay at home and make too much noise, my family will be frightened, and I can spend every night trying to make the body shed blood and tears.
The ghost expects that he will not be too scary to his family, and that his family will know that he has wronged so that he can find someone to avenge him.
I was silent after listening to the ghost’s full story.
I’m a ghost father, and the so-called master is invited. They expect ghosts to avenge their wrongs, but what does this master promise?
"Can you help me cope with the daytime?" The ghost asked urgently.
Looking at the ghost with two eyes in his hand, I don’t know what to answer.
"The master wants you to let my son go. I’d rather lose everything to repay your kindness." The man who brought me here begged for pronunciation at me.
"I can’t help him with this. Now he has been infected with human life and committed iniquity. I can help him to eliminate his sins so that he can reincarnate smoothly." My pronunciation is dry
When I speak, I feel depressed and hard to understand, just like slapping my face.
I really want to clap my chest and tell them that there is no problem. I have the ability to give them justice, but I can’t.
"How is it possible that you are not a self-proclaimed master? You are a master of shit to blackmail my family without saying anything." The ghost’s anger soared at me.
"I never said I was a master. I’m sorry for my limited ability this time." Facing the ghost.
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The soul is angry and my eyes are dim.
"Master, you are a master, please help me, Master." The ghost who brought me here also spoke with a voice.
At the gate of the main house, several crying knees moved in my direction and begged me to help, so I was ready to kowtow to me.
I moved my steps away from the kowtow.
I can’t do what they want. I have a bad conscience after receiving the ceremony, so I need to return the kowtow.
But since childhood, I have never kneeled anyone except kowtowing to Yuan Tiangang’s grandfathers and kowtowing to my grandmother on the first day of entering Yinluomen.
Grandma once told me that it’s enough for my younger brothers to worship Yuan Tiangang’s grandfather and master without worship.
Grandma said that men’s knees are full of gold, while men’s knees are not only full of gold, but also full of solar terms and pride.
"If you want to do this again, I will leave now." I moved my feet in the main room and didn’t accept the kowtow. When outsiders saw which way I was going, they moved their knees and walked in my direction stubbornly, insisting that I accept the kowtow.
I frown at their stubborn cold pronunciation.
I don’t want to help them, but my ability is limited, and I don’t want to get out of trouble as soon as possible and cheat them.
A few people outside the main entrance of my pronunciation exit no longer insisted on kowtowing at me and crying in a ball.
"I’ll send you to hell for an early reincarnation. You’re wronged. I’ll try my best to help when I get the chance, but I can give you redundant promises." I sighed in front of the ghost at close range
I pronounced the ghost silent again, crying outside the main room, and several of them held their breath, waiting for the ghost to answer.
For a long time the ghost nodded.
The ghost turned his body towards the door of the main house and knelt down at several people outside the door of the main house.
"He agreed to go to an early reincarnation and kowtowed to you to say goodbye." I know that a few people outside the door can’t see ghosts, so they wake up.
"Son, your death has wronged your father too much. I’m fine. I know that you have grievances and I can’t do anything about it. Your father feels bad." The man who brought me here lamented.
The eye socket of the ghost hole flowed out, and the blood flowed quickly, and continued to kowtow fiercely, but his lips tightened and he did not cry.
"Son, don’t worry, if others don’t help your mother, she will fight for her life and go to that person to get justice for you. Mom won’t let you die so unjustly. You go first and mom will come to you soon." A middle-aged woman cried limply at the moment.
"Mom, don’t do this. You’ll make my brother go even more uneasy." The 15-year-old girl next to the middle-aged woman choked with pronunciation.
Crying like this, I can’t tell you clearly whether I am in a tight mood or wrinkled my forehead. I am secretly annoyed that my affairs are too low
Ghosts always get up from their knees and get bored. Let me start.
"No, master, don’t touch my son. I’d rather he stayed at home all the time." The ghost spoke again. The middle-aged woman suddenly got up from the ground and rushed into the house.
The middle-aged woman was grabbed by her husband and daughter, and let her get up. The middle-aged woman got up and screamed.
I’ll take another look at the ghost who was silent after boring pronunciation. He took out the paper-cut paper man from his backpack and threw it at the ghost. He began to do something to get rid of his rage and lead him to hell.
My paper-cut portrait of the human face has the effect of eliminating words, which can make the ghost’s body angry without waves, and it can instantly dissipate the ghost’s body anger every day, reach the scene and send the ghost to hell smoothly.
It’s hard to be fair when people are unfair to hell. I send ghosts to hell and I keep sighing in my heart.
If this ghost goes to hell and suffers injustice, it should also curse me and send him to hell.
At the end of my practice, the ghost drifted straight west and disappeared from the house.