"Auntie, it's okay. There's a little thief who can't beat me. Go in quickly." The little ghost turned around nervously, held the aunt's arm and pushed her in, closed the window and door, and then looked at us with a cautious look. The resentful little eyes made it look like Yuwei and I were two evil bad guys, which made me feel very distressed.

However, his care for the aunt also surprised us, and we couldn't help but secretly guess what their relationship was. Moreover, this little ghost is not simple. After only so short of death, the ghost body is almost solidified, and the ghost energy and resentment on it are even more shocking.

"Children, no matter what grudges you have, you shouldn't harm others like this." Yu Wei felt the kindness of the little ghost when facing the aunt, and actually squatted down and patiently told the little ghost.

"I didn't harm anyone! He deserves to die!" The little ghost faced us, and the attachment in his eyes disappeared, full of anger.

Even I couldn't help but start to murmur, was Han Xin's father really doing something that was so angry that people resented? He actually attracted such a deep hatred from this little ghost.

“Cruff.”

The old wooden door of the room was pushed open, and his left leg was completely shrinking. The exposed skin was burned at least 60%. The middle-aged woman holding a crutch walked out in panic and came to the window.

"Xiaobao, who is it? Tell my aunt, let's call the police." The aunt was nervous and touched under the window, but the little ghost kept dodging, as if he was unwilling to let the aunt touch him, and even completely restored herself to a ghost body and transformed into a condensed entity.

"Xiaobao, Xiaobao, where are you?" The aunt was a little anxious. Yuwei and I couldn't bear it. When facing this ghost, she became a little hesitant.

"Damn it, Nanwa, why can't you get a phone call? Have you found a ghost?" The fat man called in untimely and the sound was loud. Even the aunt and the ghost turned their heads nervously towards us.

"The old man next door to the Han family went crazy, as if he was sleepwalking, slashing and killing randomly, and was completely fascinated. His mind was completely enchanted. His deputy was fighting with someone and severely injured his mother and father. He was in danger and sent to the hospital. His ghost energy was even heavier, and he seemed to be in the same way as the ghost energy on his father."

The fat man has followed us for a long time and has learned a lot of skills. He even posted a fu on the spot and temporarily locked up.

"Okay, you little devil, you still do such evil things after you die, you actually hate it so much!" I was a little angry. This little devil actually harmed the two families, and now it almost killed the two old people.

Angry, I took out the Bagua Mirror. I didn't want to kill this guy, so I used the Bagua Mirror to weaken his ghost power and put it into the talisman paper.

The little ghost is very sensible. When he saw the pure yin energy on the Bagua Mirror, he was shocked and turned around and wanted to run away.

Humph, how could I let him do what he wants? After the yin and yang energy was activated, the light from the Bagua Mirror directly cut off the way the little ghost was. The little ghost hurriedly turned around, but the light of the Bagua Mirror was like a prison cage, forcing him to have no way to heaven and no way to the ground.

"Ah!" The little ghost finally bumped into the golden light of the gossip, and the black smoke suddenly appeared all over his body, and his whole body kept twitching, as if it was being scorched. The ghost power also spread a lot, making a lot of screams of chaos.

"Xiaobao, it's my Xiaobao! What's wrong with you?" The aunt heard the low voice and walked towards the little ghost with a terrified expression. Because she was too anxious, she fell and her crutch fell off, but she actually crawled towards the direction where the little ghost was.

I felt a little confused. Looking at the scene in front of me, I couldn't help but stop and looked at this ghost in a mess.

Yuwei frowned, grabbed my hand, shook her head, and said in a desolate tone: "They are so pitiful, we should not hurt him."

This is the first time Yu Wei asked me to take the initiative to ask him to take back the hand holding the Bagua Mirror. I didn't want to destroy this little devil, he was too resentful and had too much resentment. I just wanted to give him a profound lesson and file his anger.

"Xiaobao, Xiaobao, where are you?" The aunt never touched the little ghost, and became more and more anxious, and she didn't even realize that her hand was scratched on the ground.

Yuwei and I moved, and we wanted to go over and help the aunt up. Unexpectedly, the little ghost couldn't help it, recovered his solid body, rushed over, and helped the aunt up.

"Xiaobao, is it you?" The aunt burst into tears and laughed. She grabbed the little ghost's arm with her backhand, for fear that he would disappear again, but the little ghost's arm was bumpy and thin, which made the aunt's face change dramatically again.

"Xiaobao, what's wrong with your hand? Why is it even more than my burned hand?" The aunt was a little choked and her face was very anxious.

Surprisingly, the little ghost actually opened his empty eyes and shed tears. Drops, dripping on the back of the aunt's hand, and a faint mist appeared.

The aunt was trembling with tears from the ghosts, and was at a loss, murmured: "What did they say just now? Who are they talking about? Who are they talking about?"

The little ghost's tears became more and more fierce as he lowered his tears. Finally, he hugged the aunt and cried bitterly.

"Mom, they all deserve to die! They deserve to die!" The little ghost's tears kept dripping on the aunt.

The aunt was trembling with cold, but her face felt distressed, and she kept comforting the little ghost and said, "Xiaobao, who bullies you? Who should die? Aren't you a little orphan? How could you make enemies with others? Who is your mother? Tell the aunt, and the aunt will help you find it."

"Mom, I am your little treasure. I am really a little treasure. The little treasure who was burned to death by them ten years ago!" The little ghost could no longer help but cried and threw himself into the aunt's arms. The seven hanged ghosts in the air also had sad faces, and their pale faces were full of sympathy.

Little orphan? Little baby burned to death? I sighed and my eyes were a little sour. At this moment, I finally understood the relationship between this man and ghost. I turned to look at Yuwei and suddenly realized that the little girl's eyes were red, and the rich mist was in her eyes, and she was about to cry.

Seeing that the tears were about to fall, I felt distressed and quickly raised my hand to help her wipe it off, but I didn't expect it to be too late. Two tears fell on the gossip mirror in my hand.

I felt nervous, and I didn't expect that the thousand-year-old zombies could shed tears!

Wow!

After two drops of tears of the corpse king fell on the Bagua mirror, it caused its amazing changes. Not only did the color of the bronze mirror turn dark gold, but even the mirror surface seemed to be alive, with ripples appearing, as if the deep and clear lake water reflecting the quiet moonlight.

"Reincarnation Bagua Mirror?" Yu Wei was also stunned, and suddenly said a name for no reason. After a few seconds, she looked at me excitedly and said, "Husband, this is the Reincarnation Bagua Mirror of the King of Hell. It can penetrate the past and present lives and see the ten generations of reincarnation clearly."
Chapter completed!