Chapter 100 Can’t sleep, find someone to talk to
The baby is crying, the adults are laughing, Fu Cancan rubs her temples that are throbbing, she chooses not to see, lowers her head and eats by herself.
It has to be the three-cup chicken made by her dad, it’s so delicious!
After Yang Fan and the others left, Fu Cancan helped Fu Yonghui wash the dishes and tidy up the house, then went to take a shower, put on pajamas, and played with the new computer in the room. Aunt Zhang was still holding the injured child to comfort her.
When she was done tinkering, she remembered her cell phone, which she hadn't touched all day.
"Mom, have you seen my mobile phone?"
A trace of guilt flashed in Aunt Zhang's eyes, "Your mobile phone was smashed by Yangyang during the day. Your dad sent it to the street to repair it. In a few days It can be repaired.”
“Oh, okay.”
The phone was smashed by the child not once or twice, but Fu Cancan didn’t suspect anything was wrong. She gave the child a few words. Went back to the house.
Children: My back feels so heavy for no reason.
At ten o'clock, Fu Cancan lay down on the bed and started to sleep. She thought she would not be able to sleep tonight like before.
In fact, she fell asleep soon after lying down and closing her eyes. In her deep sleep, she had an extremely real dream.
In the dream, after receiving a phone call blaming Xu Jiahao's family, she couldn't think of committing suicide.
After her death, the ghost wandered in the world, watching her parents grow gray overnight.
Not only were the Xu family not sad about her death, they also despised her for being unlucky, and went to her parents and sister to demand compensation.
There was a big quarrel between the two families. During the dispute, her sister accidentally injured Xu Jiahao. The Xu family took her to court and was sentenced to one year in prison. Her future was ruined and her life was mediocre.
The eldest daughter died, the second daughter was in jail, and her father was in a trance. He was hit by a large truck while driving and died on the spot.
In a short period of time, her mother was the only one left living in pain in the huge house.
On the other hand, after Xu Jiahao recovered from his illness, he found a new girlfriend, got married and had children, and his family of three lived happily.
Her son was treated like a transparent person at home, and was bullied by his stepmother and her children from time to time. His life was very difficult.
As a ghost, she could only watch from the side and could do nothing. She could only watch her loved ones suffer and the villain feel proud.
Pain, regret, anger, and various emotions intertwined in her chest, roaring and struggling, and she was in pain.
If she is given another chance to choose, she will definitely kill the scumbag and his weird relatives, and she will never choose to end her life easily!
"Click"
The sound of breaking glass sounded in her ears. Fu Cancan suddenly opened her eyes. It was already bright outside.
Looking at the sun slowly rising in the distance, she covered her still painful heart with a dazed look in her eyes. Is this really a dream?
At four o'clock, the inn closes.
Yang Fan hugged the little white tiger and left the warehouse to the living room next door.
She placed the little white tiger on the sofa, and the latter was sleeping soundly. When it felt something wrong under its body, it opened its eyes in confusion.
"Ouch?" Why are you sitting here if you don't go to sleep?
"You go to sleep, I can't sleep and need to find someone to chat with." Yang Fan said.
Little White Tiger looked at her blankly.
I saw Yang Fan moving a stool and sitting in the center of the living room, facing the portrait of Yang Xiuwen hanging on the wall.
The characters are drawn into formation.
For more than a month, this uncle didn't come to pick up the express delivery. She had to ask him if he was dissatisfied with the things she burned for him.
Golden runes appeared at her feet, mysterious and powerful.
Time passed minute by minute, and no figure appeared in the talisman array.
"It's strange..." Yang Fan murmured to himself, "I clearly didn't reincarnate in the underworld, so why can't I be summoned?"
Her soul-summoning talisman has never failed. Unless the other party has been reincarnated.
With a wave of her hand, she removed the talisman formation and drew the talisman again to form the formation, but the result was that she still couldn't summon it.
Why can't they be recruited?
Yang Fan touched his chin and looked at Yang Xiuwen's photo and fell into deep thought.
If you can’t recruit Yang Xiuwen, then try something else. She took out her phone and searched it, then started drawing talismans to summon spirits, but she still found nothing.
If this doesn't work, continue to change to the next talisman to start the formation and summon the soul. If it doesn't work, change to the next one.
After trying them one by one, she no longer believed them and they all reincarnated.
The little white tiger on the stool looked at her side and the golden light flashed again and again, forcibly driving away its sleepiness.
At this moment, in a majestic room somewhere in the underworld, a group of male ghosts were sitting in a circle, each of them looking tense and solemn.
If Yang Fan was here, he would definitely recognize that these ghosts are the ghosts she wants to recruit.
Suddenly one of the ghosts emitted a little golden light. Everyone looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They quickly made seals with their hands and used all their strength to contain the spread of the light.
After the faint light disappeared, all the ghosts breathed a sigh of relief, but just as they took a breath, another ghost appeared with golden light.
Everyone put their own strength on the ghost to contain the spread of the light until the golden light dissipated.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief again, but the other ghosts lit up again.
Ghosts: Come back! Is this ever over?
They had no choice but to continue the operation just now, appearing one by one and stopping one by one. In the end, everyone took a turn before stopping.
All the ghosts had their spiritual energy sucked dry, and each of them looked like a withered body, and their voices were hoarse and unpleasant to hear.
The eldest ghost turned his neck stiffly and looked at one of the ghosts with a slightly younger face, "Junior brother... you'd better go get the express delivery."
If someday They really couldn't handle it if Yang Fan came again.
The eyes of other ghosts also fell on him, with the same meaning in their eyes.
Yu Xiu shook his head fiercely, "I can't go, you know, I can't hide secrets!"
If he goes, Yang Fan will definitely recognize him at a glance. If he wants to ask him anything, he will answer them all.
His words silenced the other ghosts. Also, this man's mouth was like a loudspeaker, unable to hide anything.
"Let's do this for now. She has summoned a soul once. If she can't summon it, she will definitely think that we have all been reincarnated. It should not happen again in the future." One of the ghosts said.
The other ghosts nodded in agreement. This is true.
“It’s over, it’s over, I’ve reserved Haos’s booth, so I have to leave quickly.”
"My poker friends are still waiting for me, and I have to leave quickly."
"..."
The ghosts dispersed and fell at the back, Yu An idea suddenly popped into Xiu's mind.
If Yang Fan cannot summon the souls, will he send express delivery to them all?
Probably not, Yang Fan doesn’t seem that smart. He comforted himself by saying that even if he did send it, everyone could share the firepower together.
Thinking about it this way, he felt relieved. After walking out of the door, he went directly to the Internet cafe to play games. If he wanted to die, everyone would die together.
Yang Fan really hasn’t thought of sending a courier, and she can’t summon spirits, but she has connections in the underworld.
She can recruit that connection to ask questions.
Continue to search on your phone, and then draw the talisman to summon the soul.
Five o'clock in the morning is the time when most ghosts in the underworld take a break from get off work.
After Qi Ming got off work, he returned to the mansion in the underworld where he worked hard.
Take off your work clothes and put on your favorite puppy pajamas.
Make a cup of spiritual tea, put fresh spiritual fruits on the table, light some incense, turn on the tape recorder, listen to opera, sit cross-legged on the sofa, close your eyes, and start meditating.
While breathing, the surrounding aura circulates.
Time passed minute by minute, and suddenly, he seemed to notice something, and opened his eyes.
Then, he disappeared from where he was.