Inducing souls to give birth to children: the ghost king came to the door

I pretended to glance at Mingye casually.

He was wearing a very ordinary white T-shirt, a pair of blue jeans washed to whitish, and the white cloth shoes on his feet were clean without any dirt.

The sun set off, making his whole body shine.

To be honest, I still have a good impression of him in my heart.

Fu Mingye gave me the impression that he was sunny, friendly and polite.Completely fulfilled my teenage fantasies about men.

It's a pity that I'm a widow now, even if I have that kind of heart, he may not have that kind of intention.

The most important thing is the sentence that the ghost king said, any man other than him will only die if he approaches me.

I don't want Fu Mingye to suffer any harm because of me, otherwise I will feel uneasy.

"Aunt Hong, thank you for your reminder. Don't worry, I won't have anything to do with him. I have already decided that I will never get married again in this life."

As soon as I said it, Aunt Hong immediately showed a hint of astonishment and surprise.

"You're only in your twenties, why are you saying such frustrating words? Women always need someone to rely on, otherwise it's too late to regret it when you're old and fading!"

After hearing this, I laughed: "How many men are willing to marry a widow and go home? Besides, that ghost...he..."

Aunt Hong's expression suddenly twitched, and she grabbed my wrist with a sullen face and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with him? Is he pestering you?"

The cold and terrifying skull mask and the threatening tone like Hell suddenly appeared in his mind, and the string in his heart couldn't help but tense.

Aunt Hong is a good person, and doing so many things for me has already surpassed the scope of doing things for money.

If I tell Aunt Hong now, that ghost has already haunted me.She will definitely feel guilty and try her best to help me avoid this catastrophe.

Although I don't know the art of the five elements, but with my instinctive sense of crisis, I can still sense that that ghost is not an ordinary little ghost.Perhaps even Aunt Hong may not be able to solve it.

These days are enough trouble for Aunt Hong, it's better not to tell her about the ghost king.

Maybe that ghost king just has a new feeling for me for a while, and he won't talk to me after a few days.Didn't he not show up last night?

Thinking of it this way, my anxious heart inexplicably settled down again.

I patted Aunt Hong's arm lightly, pretended to be calm and said with a smile, "No, how could that ghost like an ordinary woman like me? things, so..."

At the same time, where I didn't notice, Mingye narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at me meaningfully.

After all, Aunt Hong is also a woman, so she naturally understood the meaning of my words, and quickly comforted me and said: "It's okay, what are you thinking about! As long as that ghost doesn't haunt you! It's fine to pretend that the previous things never happened. Say, if I don’t tell, naturally no third person will know.”

It's easy to say, but is there really an impenetrable wall in the world?

I smiled at Aunt Hong, changed the topic and said, "Aunt Hong, I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

How could Aunt Hong not understand what was on my mind? Since I didn't want to talk about it, she wisely stopped mentioning it and led me to the dining room.

……

After breakfast, I packed up my things and said goodbye to Aunt Hong.

Although Aunt Hong is Wu Wenwen's aunt, her personality is quite different from Wu Wenwen's.When I was about to leave, she insisted on giving me back the 3000 yuan that was used to attract the soul and give birth to a child.Said it was because the matter didn't get done, so I couldn't collect my money.

But Aunt Hong couldn't be blamed for this incident, she also said before she attracted the soul, no one can guarantee what kind of ghost it will attract.Besides, she was Wu Wenwen's aunt, so she naturally didn't want her nephew to die.So I can never get this money back.

After pushing and pushing, I had no choice but to take away 1000 yuan, and the remaining 2000 yuan was considered as accommodation expenses and hard work expenses these days.

After leaving Aunt Hong's house, Ming Ye and I drove to the town in the villager's ox cart.

The sun was scorching, and each of us held a big lotus leaf on our heads, talking and laughing all the way, and soon we arrived at the waiting place.

There are only two buses a day to go out of the city, one in the morning and one in the evening.

I slept until noon, so naturally I missed the morning bus and had to wait for the evening bus.

Although it is a night shift, it is not too late, and the train starts at seven o'clock.It’s just that it’s getting dark early in the mountains, and the mountain road is rugged and winding, and there are no people on both sides of the road and there are no street lights, so I can’t help but feel a little scared.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the fully loaded passenger cars began to climb up the mountains.

I don't know if it's because the bus is too old, or because the driver is stingy and unwilling to refuel. In short, the car showed a half-scratched attitude before reaching the halfway up the mountain.

I looked at the dark night on both sides of the car, and I was extremely panicked.

God bless, nothing will happen to this car, and it will be safe to return to the city.Even if you can't go back to the city, at least go to some place where there are people and then scrap it, don't suddenly break down in this place where no shit!

I had just finished praying in my heart when the bus stopped with a "click".

"What's going on? Why did the car stop and break down?"

I nervously looked in the direction of the front of the car, but Mingye patted the back of my hand gently to comfort me.

"Don't be nervous, the car is not broken. It's just that someone in front wants to get in the car."

Someone wants to get in?

Suddenly, doubts arose in my heart.

There are no villages or shops behind this ghostly place, and even birds don't come here to shit, so why would anyone drive halfway here?

"Beep--"

The driver didn't open the door, but honked the horn for a while, and shouted cursingly: "The car is dead, it can't get on, you can wait for the next shift!"

But there was no response from under the car, instead there was a loud knock on the door.

The weather is dry and hot, the bus is full of people, and there is no difference between whether the bus is air-conditioned or not.

The driver wanted to drive back to the city quickly, but was delayed by this group of people, and felt very angry.

"Let's go! Let you wait for the next shift so you can't hear it? He can't be a bunch of deaf people, can he?"

All the passengers on the bus were also rushing out of the city, and no one wanted to delay an extra minute on the bus.

So someone began to persuade: "Why don't you let them come up, how long will you delay?"

"That's right, it's just a few more people, it doesn't matter—"

"Hurry up and let them come up! There should be no cars when we return to the city in a while!"

……

After a round of persuasion, the driver couldn't bear it any longer, so he could only let the few people under the car come up.

At the same moment, I suddenly noticed a cold and strange aura in the bus...

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