I suddenly didn't want to leave, I wanted to sit down and cry. Maybe the melancholy and sadness that I had accumulated for a long time should find an outlet to release it.

I sat on the ground and wiped my tears. Since I was a child, I have never felt so wronged. I just said that it is so difficult to report the news now. There are so many institutions everywhere, and if I am not careful, I will be scattered.

At this time, I felt my soul tremble for a moment. Hey, what's wrong? At this time, I finally felt a little clear in my heart. At this time, I didn't realize that it was my soul reminding me to act quickly.

My soul was so exciting that I started crying here. To be honest, I did feel a lot of grievances in my heart, but it didn't make me cry here. What is this place?

This is the underworld, the residence of ghosts. Besides, I am not here to be a guest. There is a time limit. When the regulations come, my soul cannot go back, so I can never go back. I stood up as soon as I shuddered.

I didn't get to the end of the hole just now, and now I continue to drift forward. In the end, I found that this place was another dead end. The sadness in my heart became more and more intense at this time. Can't I get out? Am I going to die in this maze array?

I returned in a daze and continued to look for new exits, but where is the new exit? Due to sadness and disappointment, my actions are now a little slow, not as fast as before. There is no way, sometimes people's emotions will affect people's actions, and so is the soul.

As I walked, I suddenly saw my father Hua Dongcheng walking towards me. He looked at me kindly, his eyes full of worry. "Child, are you okay? You left without saying goodbye that day. Do you know how worried I am about you. We father and son just recognized each other, but you suddenly left. What's wrong with you? Are you angry with me?"

When my father said this, he suddenly burst into tears. To be honest, I never thought that I would meet him in this way. When I heard that he remarried, I did feel hatred in my heart, hated him for killing his mother and hated him for letting me be born in the cemetery.

But when we father and son face each other, when he told us about our experience, I forgave him. I know that my father does not love his mother, nor does he mean to harm his mother. Everything is a coincidence that leads to the current situation.

My father is only sixty-two years old now, but his hair is covered in white. Looking at the face of the man in front of me, my tears flowed down again. "Dad, listen to me, I'm not angry with you, and I didn't leave without saying goodbye that day. I'm going to chase the monsters."

Next, I talked about the passing of that day, and I smelled the demonic energy at his house. Of course, I didn’t say who the monster was. I didn’t say what happened after I chased Han Yan.

I did this not to be psychologically guarded by my father, but rather from an idea in my heart.

My father is a painter, a master of Chinese painting, and a famous artist, but no matter how powerful he is, he is just an ordinary person. As an Onmyoji, I don’t want to say too much to him, so as not to worry about saying too much.

"Monster, child, do you say there are monsters in our family?" It seems that my father didn't believe it. I know that what I said has broken his established cognition. As an ordinary person, some people do not believe in these, which is normal, but in this strange world, what you don't believe in does not mean that there is nothing. I won't explain it much about this.

"Yeah, yeah, there's." I replied vaguely. "Child, you're not a possession, right? How could there be monsters in the world in a bright world?" Although my father loved me very much, he did not agree with everything he said to me, especially the monster problem I mentioned.

I did not continue to argue with my father. I felt that such a debate was unnecessary and meaningless. Facts were better than words. When the opportunity came, I asked him to see what a real monster was. I guess he would believe it at that time. So, I didn't say anything next.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, my father continued to walk towards me. He came to me step by step. Then he stretched out his hand and I saw my father's hand. His veins bulged, and the paint was stained with paintings. My father's hand now has traces of time.

In fact, when you reach a certain age, what cannot be hidden most is the human veins, which is what we usually call tendons. No matter how well you keep them, the veins on your hands will eventually reveal your age! It is the same for men and women in this regard. If you don’t believe it, you can look at the older celebrities and beauties.

Those older beauties who have maintained their faces like girls. When I mean those over 60 years old, you can see their faces without problems, but when you turn your eyes to their necks or hands, you will happily find something, blue veins.

My association was a bit too rich. When I saw the blue veins on my father's arm, I thought so much. At this time, my father stretched out his hand and stroked my cheeks with loving eyes, "Child, don't be so stressed, don't worry about the future. My father is rich now, so you don't have to work so hard. I didn't know that your mother gave birth to you in the grave, but now I know, child, I want to compensate you!"

I know my father is very rich now, and he is worth over 100 million yuan now. But I have a strange problem. I either don’t want anyone’s money I earn, or my biological parents’ so.

"Dad, I won't want your money!" Although I usually smile, at this moment, I am very stubborn and firm. "You just want it, let's be obedient, my child is all yours!"

As he spoke, my father's big hand slid down from my face and fell on my neck. My father was still very kind, but it was only the last second, and the next second, his face became ferocious, and he grabbed my neck with force.

I felt a pain in my throat and couldn't help but scream. "Boy, go to die!" He suddenly said viciously. Suddenly, my soul was pinched. I felt very uncomfortable now. I looked at my father, not understanding why he suddenly killed me and wanted to kill me!

When I looked up again, I couldn't help but be completely stunned, because the one who grabbed my neck now was not my father, but the paper general who had fought with me just now. Now I want to scream, but I can't speak out.

I finally understood that this strange general of paper was actually used to enchant me with ecstasy. No wonder I thought something was wrong just now. Now I finally remembered that when I just entered this passage, the clean, tidy and dry appearance of this passage confused me and made me think that this was the real passage.

But in fact, this is not a passage at all. After that, I began to be fascinated by step by step and fell into a trap it had designed long ago. Now, what I am confused about is how it controls the emotions of the soul. I remember that for a while, I was still sitting on the road to the passage and crying.

And I felt very wronged. It was surrounded by this aggrieved emotion that my father suddenly appeared, or rather, this guy turned into the image of my father. Then this guy finally got what he wanted and controlled me.

I have always been very rational. How did this guy control my emotions? Now I have a lot of thoughts in my heart, but I can't speak. My neck was pinched hard. I felt unbearable pain all over my body. The strength in this paper general's hand was extremely strong. I broke free for several times but couldn't.

I stared at the paper general in front of me with a vicious look. Now he is about the same height as me. The reason why I look at it is to sacrifice the yin and yang energy behind it and use the black energy to brush it away.

But I shook my head a few times and found that it didn't work at all. My magic weapon actually failed. I cursed in my heart, "The links were dropped at the critical moment, what are you doing?" Isn't you coming out quickly? Do you also have holidays and Sundays?"

No matter how impatient I am in my heart, the black and white qi just doesn't give me a face and play with me! I can't break free from its control. I know that this guy's method of catching me is using the soul control method. I am now controlled by others and it's too late to say anything.

At this moment, I was very depressed, but I still struggled. I didn't want to just sit and wait for death. The general of paper grabbed my neck with one hand and pointed at my chest with the other. As this piercing pain came, I was like a deflated ball, and I had no strength on my body.

This guy is so ruthless. If I could go out from here today, I would definitely take revenge. Seeing that I was struggling with resistance the previous second, the next second was as soft as cooked noodles. The general smiled, and the smile was gloomy and terrifying.

After clicking me, it let go of me, and then pointed at me. This guy looked like a piece of paper from the front, and from the side, he looked like a personal figure. Unexpectedly, the Underworld sent such a weird thing to guard the pass. Alas, no matter what it looks like, I lost this time.

Although my whole body cannot move, my mind is still still able to think about the problem. Since it is an extraordinary period, my mind is turning very fast. What is wrong? I asked myself, in fact, to say, everything is wrong. Do you think this is a dark and humid underworld, and there is a clean and tidy place?

If not, it would be normal, but now it is not normal. Besides, when my father appeared in front of me, I was a little stunned at that time, but it only took three seconds to pass. I didn’t have time to think about this problem at all. Now it’s this, and the doubts are the most. My father is a living person. He is fine, why did he come to the underworld?
Chapter completed!