The legend of the ghost building has been passed down to this day after the deceased was buried. Since then, no one has dared to set foot in the ghost building. But later, the ghost building experienced another strange fire. It is said that a little girl was burned to death, and another

One seemed to have been rescued by someone and sent away.

As Zhong Kui listened to the leader's story, he thought of Jiang Rong telling him about the days he spent with the ghost girl. The events before and after happened to fit together, and it seemed that Rongrong was not lying.

This old thing that has not been mentioned for a long time was brought up casually. The listener has thoughts, and the thoughts are all kinds of strange and varied. However, fear is also a part of the thoughts, so he stopped talking when the leader

After that, a subtle sense of depression lingered in everyone's heart.

For a while, they were silent for a long time. It seemed that they had to force themselves to advance into the dilapidated building. They were resisting with actions - walking slower and slower - looking around - absent-minded - and in the end, each of them wanted to make an excuse to slip away.

.

"I'm going to relieve myself."

"Have a cigarette."

"The rheumatism hurts. I need to take a rest."

One person takes the lead by example, and the rest imitate. The night march finally comes to a standstill. We are still far away from the broken building! We have to walk a long way to get there.

Under the darkness, the red cigarette butts made a weeping, click-click sound in the ink-like darkness. A tiny flame flickered like the light of a firefly, and after a while the flame gradually became smaller. Then there was a faint sound.

The smell of gunpowder (matches) and smoke filled the air around them.

Zhong Kui remembered that if he walked a little further and climbed over the soft slope, he could see Zhiqing's car hidden in the grass. But looking at the laziness of these people, it seemed that they were not willing to go to the ghost building.

Zhong Kui negotiated with the leader and insisted on walking for a while no matter what. The leader had no objections, but those guys were unwilling to take another step forward until they died. In desperation, he had to arrange these people in a relatively open area.

Only one person in the field went to see the condition of the dilapidated building.

Without the help of yin and yang eyes, when driving in the dark, the sight is limited and controlled to a few feet away. Nothing seen in the darkness is unreal. In the blur, the trees look like people, and those with drooped heads stand alone.

In the fields, the long-forgotten scarecrow looks more like a human being. Its crooked posture and indifferent attitude give people unlimited reverie and breed inexplicable fear and panic.

The mountain road was rugged and uneven, but Zhong Kui, a native of the mountains, had no trouble dealing with these minor difficulties. With his big feet, he fluttered for a while, but he didn't see Zhiqing's car hidden in the straw as expected.

.didn’t look

What does it mean to see a car? Did they leave safely? Well, it would be safer to go take a look. Zhong Kui thought to himself, quickened his pace, and trotted with his arms thrown away. After running for a while, he could vaguely see the shadows of the car.

A large, dark forest appeared in sight.

The broken building was confused in the darkness, and it was difficult to see its entire lonely outline. However, a tiny figure appeared in front of him in a very three-dimensional way. This was something Zhong Kui had not expected. He could see it at a glance.

The figure that kept moving far and near, always keeping a distance from him, was not a human being, nor was it a newly born human being. It was a 'ghost' that people talked about and had a perverted look.

The wind blew playfully on his face, and that figure had an inexplicable sense of intimacy. This sense of intimacy, which came from his sixth sense, made him unable to help but come up with a confused and somewhat abrupt idea.

When human kindness inadvertently dropped a teardrop from the corner of his eye, his heart suddenly felt as painful as pain. Looking blankly at the thin figure, Zhong Kui seemed to understand something.

"Little girl, is that you?" If there were someone nearby, Zhong Kui would definitely not call out the name that was stuck in his heart and made him feel guilty. One was because he was afraid of scaring them, and the other was because of some numerology.

People born in the year of fire can never see these things. If they can't see them, they will make random guesses and think they are crazy! Shout into the empty space.

When he called out the little girl, the little figure trembled slightly, stopped floating and slowly turned to look at him. She had a pale face, messy and uncombed hair, and a body as thin and pretty as a willow. She

It’s Guiya—his daughter!

"Girl, is it you?"

Guiya nodded, pursed her lips tightly and said nothing. She just looked at him deeply, turned around again and walked forward slowly and slowly.

This is the road between humans and ghosts. Zhong Kui knew that the little girl could not get close to him because he had the Five Emperors' money and silver needles to ward off evil spirits. But he wanted to give the little girl the long-lost father's love and wanted to catch her.

Her little hands cared for her carefully.

Tears slid down silently, flowing on this ugly face, and my heart ached like bleeding. "Girl, forgive Dad. Dad is sorry for you. Do you have anything to say, or want to vent your resentment?

Just come to dad——"

How wonderful it would have been if these words had been spoken ten years in advance! Twitching shoulder blades, speechless cries. Everything was sobbing, and the night was filled with misery, overlooking this one of the tragedies that has happened in the world.

The ghost is crying——

Zhong Kui cried——

They are so close, but they cannot embrace each other and share the happiness of family. A strange father and daughter, a poor father and daughter, can only meet in this strange way.

Silent sobs, speechless gazes, the wind became restless, stirring the grass in the wilderness furtively. The ghost suddenly woke up, did not look back, and just moved forward like a leader.

Wiping away the tears streaming down his face, Zhong Kui stared thoughtfully at his daughter's figure gradually disappearing into the night. What did she want to tell me? I couldn't help but rush after her.

The direction Gui Ya went to was Broken Building, which was also where Zhong Kui was going. Broken Building! Standing there quietly and solemnly, Gui Ya drew something on the wall with her back to him.

"Girl--" Zhong Kui didn't dare to shout loudly, for fear that his loud voice would scare her away again.

Guiya didn't look back, she still had her back to him, her hands kept drawing——

Zhong Kui kept his distance and did not dare to speak. He just stared at his daughter lovingly, deducing that she must use drawing to tell him something.

Sure enough, when Guiya stopped moving, she glanced back at the wall again, and then at Zhong Kui. In a flash, she disappeared into the space.

"Girl, where are you?" Gui Ya disappeared and Zhong Kui shouted. He had a feeling of worrying about gain and loss. He had known this and regretted it! No matter how he shouted, Gui Ya never appeared again. The only thing that could prove that she had stayed here

The traces are fresh painting marks left on the wall.

A round, bearded sun, the sun - an alternative pattern of fire. A tomb covered with weeds and not too big. There are two girls sleeping in the tomb, one with his eyes open and the other with

He closed his eyes and stood dumbly. A heart was added next to it, and then there were two mountains under the painting, and there were many people in the white building. Suddenly, Zhong Kui's eyes lit up. Among these people, there were many people in his life.
Chapter completed!