At this time, outside the house, Li Wei, whose soul was out of his body, and Bai Shanjun, who transformed into a girl's appearance.

On the other side, Bai Shanjun turned back to the tiger again, but he said, "Master, how did I act just now?"

“It’s pretty good…”

Li Wei looked at the spiritual treasure box beside him and smiled.

"Thank you, the spiritual treasure box."

The spiritual treasure box emitted a wave of light, which seemed a little shivering.

The goddess has treasure, called the Spiritual Light Treasure Box, which can be filled with memories.

In this small rental house, there are memories of Lin Xin and her daughter from 23 years of spending time together, all of which are full of them.

The memories were put into the box by Li Wei and then put into a dream, with Bai Shanjun playing his daughter.

"Great Immortal, I still want to ask if this is meaningful?" Bai Shanjun asked in confusion: "Her daughter has been dead for a long time. Not to mention the soul, obsession has never remained in the world. Is this kind of action and what she does? Is there any meaning?"

"Of course it makes sense... When she left, she took away Lin Xin's hope. Now, I just return a small part of this hope to Lin Xin."

Li Wei turned around and left, sighing softly.

The pain of sending black-haired people is not something that can be healed by this hope. I just hope it can dispel Lin Xin's idea of ​​leaving with her daughter.

I think that the deceased girl thinks so too.

...

Li Wei came to a small earth slope.

This earth slope is where the girls are buried. It can be seen from the naked eye and there are still traces of resentment on it.

A girl who committed suicide due to depression because she was unable to withstand online violence and foul language does not have no hatred for the world.

"What is the Internet like?" Bai Shanjun looked at Tupo, wonderingly. He knew something when he just saw the memories of the Spiritual Light Treasure Box.

"Is the Internet?" Li Wei thought for a moment and said, "He connected people to each other, bringing the distance between people to the greatest extent."

“It doesn’t sound bad.”

"He can connect the good intentions and malice between people at the fastest speed."

Li Wei said lightly: "So, do you think, from the perspective of the world, is there more malice or more kindness? Besides... everyone is wearing masks in this place."

Baishanjun was speechless, and there seemed to be no answer, and it seemed that the answer was in everyone's heart.

Those netizens who raped the girl online should still be thinking, "I'm not scolding alone, what does it have to do with me!" or thinking, "I feel so guilty, I wouldn't have scolded me if I had known it." Then, after three months, they forgot about this incident and joined the verbal war and another online violence and verbal confusion.

The Internet is such a thing.

Li Wei didn't say much, and looked at the mud on the grave, with a faint resentment remaining, but not much.

Not enough to form a genus of ghosts and resentful spirits.

"The smell of this corpse always doesn't feel right." Bai Shanjun's soul body lay on the grave and smelled it.

Bai Shanjun, who was immersed in the Taoist temple and was already a tiger demon who was practicing, also had some magical powers on his body. He looked at the earthbowl and squinted his eyes, as if he could see the earthbowl and see the corpse inside.

He did have any abnormalities in "heard" and said immediately.

"Great Immortal! This corpse... has no skin."

"Short after her death, her skin was peeled off!"

.....

If there is any karma, then the last time Lin Xin missed her daughter was Ling Xuzi's karma.

Ma Qiangwei is a policeman and has experienced too many separations of life and death. The victims, perpetrators, victims’ families, and all kinds of life can be seen.

Police and doctors are the professions that can best see the various aspects of life.

Facing Lin Xin's demands, although he was a little overwhelmed, he was not as entangled as Ling Xuzi.

Ling Xuzi is not. Although he also deals with some supernatural events and looks at the various aspects of life, he spent most of his time practicing on the mountain.

Not enough of them.

Lin Xin's performance was like a burning fire in his heart, which made Ling Xuzi eager to find the culprit and give Lin Xin an explanation.

It is unforgivable that my daughter is already dead, but she still wants to be played with emotions.

"Senior Brother, Taoist sect is clear-hearted. This is not good for solving cases and is not good for one's own practice." Ling Kongzi saw the emotional changes of his senior brother and reminded him: "We go down the mountain to kill demons and eliminate demons for practice, not to breed the demons in our hearts."

Ling Xuzi took a deep breath, then poured ice water into it.

"What I know...is just a little bit unhappy."

"I'll go to the bathroom to wash my face."

There is no separate bathroom here, and six or seven families in nearby rooms share a bathroom.

Ling Xuzi went to the bathroom outside and wanted to wash his face. When he was just washing his face, he saw an old man with one leg disabled in the corner.

The old man was wearing a simple cloth dress, gray hair and beard looked very kind, and he was holding a lamb in his hand.

"Young man, can you help me lead a sheep? I want to wash my hands too." The old man said with a smile and kindness: "Old man, my legs are inconvenient."

The old man handed the rope that led the sheep to Ling Xuzi.

Ling Xuzi didn't think it was anything. Helping the sheep was not a big deal, so he shook his head and said.

"It's okay, it's a simple task for the elderly."

"Thank you, there are not many people as enthusiastic as you are now."

When Ling Xuzi held the lamb, he felt a little strange.

I feel something strange in my heart.

Logically speaking, it is definitely not a strange combination that is so close to the farmers' market.

Even so, it is too common.

But Ling Xuzi felt extremely strange.

There was a strange smell on this disabled old man.

Like a potion...

The smell of corpse...the smell of water.

The smell of chicken, duck, geese and bird feces in this farmers' market could have concealed the smell, but now it is so close that Ling Xuzi smells abnormal.

"Thank you, a young man."

The old man interrupted Ling Xuzi's thoughts.

Ling Xuzi reacted and the old man limped and walked away with the lamb.

At this time, after Ling Xuzi pondered for a while, he followed the old man holding the lamb quietly.
Chapter completed!