"Stop." Senior Guigua suddenly said.

I looked around and found a stop on the side of the road.

"Senior, what's wrong?" I asked.

"Other side of the road is the local D-Capital, which is where talents gather. Do you know?" Guigua suddenly asked me.

I smiled and said, "How can I not know about this? This is my alma mater."

"Oh?" Gui Gua looked at me and suddenly laughed, "I really didn't expect it."

I laughed and said, "I didn't expect that I would graduate from such a prestigious university. I didn't expect that I would join such an industry."

Guigua looked at me and then smiled and said, "That's right, our circle is actually a profession. So, how long have you been here?"

I said: "I have been working hard in this society for more than a year after entering school and graduating from three years."

The ghost said: "Well, that's a bit short. I'll tell you a story. Are you willing to listen to it from your school?"

I think such an expert will never be aimless. Since he wants to tell a story, it must be meaningful, so he said, "Senior, come and listen, I am very curious about everything. Otherwise, I would not have rashly entered our circle."

"Okay, the old man is just nagging and telling you this story." Guigua closed his eyes and leaned against the passenger seat and said.

That was about twenty years ago, when college students were precious. It happened to be the eighth year that old man has come to this city. I will never forget the eyes of that mother in my life.

There was a boy whose father passed away shortly after he was born. He left behind an orphan and widowed mother. The mother was also great, because the child did not remarry again and pulled the boy with great difficulty.

This kid also gave his mother a face. From elementary school to high school, he was a top student until he was admitted to this university.

His mother had severe rheumatoid leg disease and it was inconvenient to walk. The child said that he would not go to college and wanted to go out to work to support the family. His mother slapped him into the school.

In those days, schools had to collect food from the canteen every month. Think about it, how could a woman who struggled to walk even had extra money to pay the so-called food?

However, the mother did not tell her son, but told her son very seriously: If you study hard, your mother can solve the problems in life.

When I was delivering food every month, the mother would carry a bag of rice to the canteen. When she first went to the kitchen master, the master opened the grain bag and saw the food inside, and was very angry. Why? Because the food inside was not a kind, but a lot of ginseng mixed together. The master said: "You parents always like to take advantage of it. Look, there are early rice, medium rice, late rice, and fine rice here, which simply treat our canteen as a mixed rice bucket." The mother blushed and said sorry. Seeing this, the master didn't say anything about collecting the food.

The mother took out another small cloth bag and said, "Master, this is 5 yuan. My son's living expenses this month, please transfer them to him." The master took them over and shook them. The coin inside was tinged. He joked, "Why, are you selling tea eggs on the street?" The mother's face turned red again, she stammered and said thank you, and limped away.

The mother walked into the cafeteria with a bag of rice on her back. The master opened the bag to see the rice as usual, and her brows were tightened, and it was still mixed with rice. He wondered if he didn't explain it to the mother last time, so he said to her word by word: "We will collect whatever rice. But the varieties must be separated and must not be mixed together, otherwise it will not be cooked, and the cooked rice will be mixed. I will not collect it next time I will do this."

The mother asked in a panic, "Master, what should I do if the rice in my family is like this?" The master was amused and asked back, "Can you plant a hundred kinds of rice in one acre of land in your family? It's so funny." After being robbed, my mother dared not say anything, and the master no longer paid attention to her.

The mother came again in the third month. When the master saw Mi, he was furious and scolded in a tone that was almost unreasonable: "Hey, I said, why are you a damn person? Why are you still mixed rice? How did you carry it today, or how do you carry it back!"

My mother seemed to have expected it, and she bent her knees and knelt in front of the master. Two lines of tears flowed out along her sunken and unsightly eyes: "Master, let me tell you the truth. I got the rice... I got it from begging for food!" The master was shocked, his eyes widened, and he couldn't speak for a while.

My mother sat on the ground, rolled up her trouser legs, revealing her stiff and deformed legs, swollen into a squirt shape... My mother wiped her tears and said, "I have advanced rheumatism and it's difficult to walk, let alone farming. My son is sensible and wants to drop out of school to help me. I slapped him to school..."

She explained to the master again that she had been hiding from the villagers, and was even more afraid that she would hurt his self-esteem. Every day at dawn, she would beg for food in the countryside around City D with an empty rice bag and a stick. She gathered the rice she had been begging together and sent to the school at the beginning of the month...

Guigua said here, paused and opened his eyes to me, asking, "What do you think of this story?"

I nodded and smiled, "I have heard of this story, it's very touching."

Gui Gua said: "Yes, a very touching story. Mother's love is greater than the sky! But, this story does not end."

I frowned and asked, "Is there any behind?"

Guigua nodded and said, "Later, the mother died and died in her son's dormitory."

I said oh, but I still didn't understand the intention of the Gui Gua.

Guigua continued: "Her son stayed in this school to teach. And I know that this story was told by his mother in person."

I was stunned and said, "His mother told you personally?" No, according to the Ghost Gua, that mother should have died, so the one who can tell the Ghost Gua should be... the ghost of that mother.

In other words, the mother did not reincarnate? Instead, she chose to stay in the human world?

Thinking of this, I frowned and said, "What do you want me to do?"

"Please advise his mother to reincarnate." Guigua said to me.

"Please persuade the ghost to reincarnate?" I said in shock, "This is impossible. This is an old ghost who has been in his 20 years. How deeply obsessed with it is, he can't reason at all. Does her son know? I think he should know it. Right?"

Guigua nodded and said, "Yes, they don't want to separate."

I frowned and said, "A 20-year-old ghost has been following this person, so this person should be unlucky and has little lifespan. Let me think about it, if there is such a person in the school for three years, I should know who it is."

I closed my eyes, but thought about which teacher was so unlucky when I was in school.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed and I thought of someone!

If there is such a person in the school, then it can only be him.

I smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Guigua, this is a tough guy. The old man in the mathematics department is simply a weird flower. He is known as one of the most unreasonable people in our school. You actually asked me to persuade such a person... it is really... it is too difficult."

"It seems that you already know who it is."

I nodded and said, "That person is indeed a different person. We used to be curious about what kind of stimulation he had been to never speak. Now I finally figured out that it is the reason."

"Then, go and persuaded his mother to reincarnate. This is the first thing I want you to do." Gui Gua said calmly.

I gritted my teeth and nodded, "Okay, I'll go now."

The ghost said, "Just go as you go, old man, I will go back and wait for your good news. Whatever method do you use to persuade the female ghost to reincarnate, even if you pass the first level. Hehe, is it easy for the old man to find a successor? I have stayed this female ghost for many years. Go and go, come back to me when things are done. Remember, it is persuasion, not to use means to drive it away." After saying that, the ghost ghost pushed open the car door and got out of the car and left.

Seeing the ghosts walking far away, I smashed the steering wheel hard.

Then he thought about how to get close to that person and be able to let him speak or listen to me!

There is another problem. I need someone who voluntarily gets a ghost. When there is really no way, I communicate directly with the old lady, hoping that she can be reincarnated on the voluntary basis.

In fact, the biggest shackle of this matter lies in that person. The love for his mother in his heart is the biggest factor that binds the old man to reincarnation. At the same time, he still has regret in his heart, and these two feelings are intertwined. This makes him have a strong power of belief and binds the old man’s reincarnation. This is probably one of the reasons.

And I can't kill the other party directly, right? Although this method is really effective, as long as the person dies, everything will be stopped. Naturally, the old lady will no longer have the power to restrain and will inevitably be reincarnated.

I couldn't help but feel upset. I didn't expect that learning this life-killing curse would be so troublesome, and this is just the first level. What's behind? It seems that there are at least three levels waiting for me. The first level is so difficult. How to solve the later one?

I sat in the car, staring blankly at the school gate, thinking about some feasible solutions.

Although the old senior Gui Gua did not say that he would not ask me for help, I understood that if I asked for help, it would be counterproductive. After all, among the people I know, they are very good at catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits. But speaking of persuading people or ghosts is probably similar to mine now.

In this way, I understand the intention of the senior Ghost Gua.

However, what I don’t understand is why learning the life and death curse requires such a test. What is the direct or indirect relationship between this kind of mind and mastering such a spell, but I don’t understand at all.

I really had no choice but to turn around and go home because I think that maybe someone can help me answer this question, that person is my mother. In fact, what kind of person in the world can experience more about maternal love, mother and child love? Maybe asking for advice may be the best choice.

The intention of the ghost hexagram is to let me unlock and unlock a pair of ghost mothers and sons who are separated from each other but are tied to each other because of their concern, guilt, and family love.

Then, it is really difficult to persuade a person to give up his love for his mother without using force. It is not a Taoist method to force the old ghost who has been in reincarnation for more than 20 years.

I started the car, and with such a tangled mood, I returned home and found my mother.
Chapter completed!