It was soon evening. The small mountain village, which should have been very quiet at night, was very lively. There were also many good cars parked outside Du Leinan and his team, including several Mercedes-Benz and BMWs, as well as Audis.

During their conversation, Miao Hu and I learned that Durez seemed to be quite capable when he was young. He was a martial arts teacher. He used to accept many disciples, and many of these disciples later had a promising future. When the old man died, all his former disciples came to see him off.

Miao Hu and I sat in the corner on the edge waiting for the food. We watched the group of people asking about their well-being hypocrisy, why did they say it was hypocritical? Anyway, it just feels that the social interactions in society are not as pure and simple as those in school.

The group of people wearing suits and tie sat on the right side of the yard, and on the left side were the villagers who helped with the funeral.

The dinner parties on both sides were extremely extreme. They were dressed in suits and ties, and they looked elegant, drank porridge as coffee, and two middle-aged aunts were wearing gold and silver, and they were holding the man next to them and shouting disgustingly. I suddenly understood why those successful people like to find mistresses. If I were me, I would be separated directly. I am really a successful person, and my patience is indeed strong enough.

These people are very hypocritical in their words, just that, I heard that you have been doing so recently, and then this person will say, "I'll be so kind to you," Miao Hu and I happened to be having dinner next to these successful people. Listening to their chats, it's too official.

The villagers on the other side were much better, and they were busy, drinking and eating meat with their arms, and playing with their fists. It was like a funeral or a happy event. After drinking too high, two young people came out to wrestle their wrists, which was very lively.

I also heard a middle-aged aunt wearing gold and silver not far away frown and whisper: "Rural people are barbaric."

I was so angry that I almost kicked her up. Damn, as a standard rural household registration, I feel very good. I bet that this aunt must have gone out of the countryside. Now they are all rural nouveau riche want to be urban residents, but urban residents want to get a rural household registration.

As soon as some people entered the city, they earned two dollars and felt that they were superior to others when they returned to the countryside. When I went to his uncle, I wanted to rush up and slap this woman.

Of course, I don’t mean any position, I just can’t stand this person, they are all Chinese and pretend to be a fool.

I was not an elegant person at first, pretending to be like that, but it was a fucking fucking man. Miao Hu also glared at the woman several times. Seeing Miao Hu's appearance, it was like he was going to kick someone directly. Later, I remembered that this was someone's funeral, and it would be bad if he hit someone.

"Okay, everyone, calm down." Suddenly Du Leinan stood up and said loudly: "Today I would like to thank all the brothers in the same village for helping you do so many things after my father died. I'll toast you this glass." After that, he drank with a glass of wine.

"I also want to thank all my father's former apprentices for visiting him. My father was born strong and died suddenly. I was heartbroken." Du Leinan covered his chest, and tears flashed from his eyes.

Suddenly, Anquanta, who was standing beside him, also stood up. Due to angle problems, I saw this guy pinch his thigh hard. Not to mention, Anquanta burst out in tears and ran towards the coffin in the house, hugged the coffin and started crying, still shouting: "Dad, don't leave me, dad, my dear dad."

Oh, Miao Hu also saw this guy pinch his thigh, and we secretly gave him a thumbs up. He really hated him, but I was also confused. Is Du Leinan and An Quan's trap so fucked? What are you doing?

Unexpectedly, Du Lei's man was even more cruel. When I saw Du Lei's man kneeling down, he made a piece of onion from somewhere, and directly slammed his eyes, and then stood up.

What's the red eyes? Du Lei's man looked at the sky with a wine glass forty-five degrees and sang: "My dad~ My dear dad, come back soon, I can't bear it anymore, come back soon, my life is wonderful because of you..."

Not to mention, Du Leinan sang very well, especially since his father just died. According to this story, he might even win a prize and win some tears when he participated in the Chinese Voice singing.

However, Du Lei's singing was high. As I sang, I suddenly saw a white figure standing at the gate of their yard. The figure looked in his fifties, pale all over, looking at these people in confusion, with their lips moving constantly, as if they wanted to say something, but they didn't say anything.

Miao Hu looked at me and asked in a low voice: "What are you looking at?"

"Damn, this Du Leinan is really a fucking talent. He really sang his father back." I couldn't help but speak as I looked at Du Leinan who was still singing loudly.

My voice was not very loud, but the audience suddenly became quiet and looked at me. Maybe my words were too terrifying. Everyone looked at me with their eyes in one go. Du Leinan also looked at me in horror and asked tremblingly: "I, my father is really, are you really back?"

Everyone looked at me, and everyone looked at me differently. Some were fear, expectation, contempt, or ridicule, etc., as if I was lying, but I was wearing a Taoist robe and had a bit of credibility.

I could only nod and said, "Just, my master listened to Du Leinan's song just now, and felt that their father and son were deeply in love. I was moved for a moment and cast a spell to recall your father." At this time, I couldn't talk nonsense, and pushed the credit on Miao Hu.

Miao Hu also reacted very quickly, stood up with a smile, pointed to the gate of the courtyard and said, "Ling's father is here, it's not difficult to meet him."

"Wait!" I yelled. I saw that the old man Durez looked even more frightened. He looked left and right. There was darkness behind him, and a figure suddenly appeared.

No, it should be a ghost. This ghost is very strange. It has two horns, a hideous face, and its hands are like claws. It looks like the kind of ghost in Western stories, but it is just an enlarged version.

The ghost suddenly appeared behind Mr. Durez, covering his mouth with one hand, pressing his arm against his neck with the other, and then pulling it back.

Mr. Durez's face was particularly frightened, and what he said on his lips was faster. I also understood what he was saying. He actually didn't say anything or last words. Two words were repeated on his lips.

"Help."

Mr. Durez was quickly dragged back to the darkness. I was frightened by the appearance of the ghost at that time. I only realized after they disappeared. It was too late to try to save the ghost.
Chapter completed!