In the extraordinary world, I can only travel to the world of women

Chapter 229
[Directly change the heroine’s activity trajectory and gain [-] plot points]

Fang Xing, who hid aside to watch the excitement:? ? ?

what happened?
what happened again? ?

Didn't I do nothing? ?

Watching the actor drive away directly.

Fang Xing also remembered his car.

"…………"

If I remember correctly, the old ghost once said that the car was very attractive to some ghosts.

Is this just a coincidence?

As for the fact that there were more ghosts in the car, Fang Xing really didn't care.

There are seventeen of them.

One more, and it makes exactly eighteen.

This thing doesn't worry about having too many debts, and it doesn't itch when there are too many lice.

I'll ask later if there's anything I need, or I can burn something for her.

In the yard, the old lady watched Chen Weixing leave with tears streaming down her face, and sat directly on the table at the door.

Cried.

For an old man.

She has worked so hard to raise her own child, watched her beautify her face, and watched her look forward to the future.

Then watch her fall in love and enjoy the beauty of love.

In the end, I watched her suffer, despair, give up on herself, and lose those memorable good things.

Falling into misfortune, like falling into a sea of ​​bitterness, never to come out again.

finally.I also saw that my child was obsessed with this before he died.

Witnessing all this with his own eyes was a hundred times more uncomfortable for this old man than killing her directly!
Today I saw Chen Weixing swearing at his own children, but I still don't feel the slightest bit.The old lady felt that her heart could hardly hold on anymore.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a child at home, the old lady would have hanged herself to find her granddaughter.

"My boy, why are you so stupid!"

"You can't just count on him to eat in your whole life."

"Why have you spent your life in these few years!"

The old lady was crying and muttering, her eyes were on the gazebo behind the mountain.

There is a gentle hiding place.

I cried for a while.

The old lady stood up wiping her tears, and took a basket from the room with folded paper money in it.

There is also an osmanthus cake that looks like it was made by hand.

Although the style is average, it can be seen that the materials used are sufficient.

With a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and paper money, the old lady walked up the mountain step by step with a basket on her shoulders.

Fang Xing watched from the side, but didn't take the initiative to make contact.

He could also hear the old lady's cries.

But this matter, even if you want to persuade it, you can't persuade it.

Let the old lady mourn?

This kind of sadness cannot be put down in one or two sentences.

The old lady went all the way to the gazebo behind the mountain, sat directly on the ground, and started burning paper.

As for the stack of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, it was placed next to the non-monumental earthen grave next to the gazebo.

'It seems that this is the grave of the heroine. '

After burning the paper, the old lady went back.

Fang Xing looked at the grave.

Then he looked at the hoe that appeared inexplicably in his hand.

"emmmmmmm..."

"Anyway, this grave has to be dug."

"Who planes is not a planer!"

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in the car.

Seventeen ghosts were singing in the shadows.

Idle is also idle, I have to find some fun.

"Two tigers, two tigers, in love, in love"

"Both are male, both are male, really perverted, really perverted~~"

"The moon is shining in the sky, Hades smiled at me, Wuchang said, okay, okay, you came out of hell again~~"

At this moment.

Wen Ya's soul has been sucked to the side of the car.

As a ghost, Wen Ya felt that she was a very special existence.

Because no matter it is day or night, she can appear beside others, even at noon, it will not harm her at all.

But as a price, she seems to be unable to be found.

Whether it was her sister, grandma, or passers-by, Wen Ya didn't find anything that could detect her existence.

Wen Ya felt that it might be because she was too weak...

But when approaching the car, Wen Ya suddenly felt her own existence, as if somehow 'real'?
Like it was completely transparent before, now it has some color.

So dazed.

Wen Ya had already floated into the car, and sat on the co-pilot's seat in a daze.

I bowed my head.

I saw a group of shrunken ghost heads below singing in a chorus.

Old ghosts: ......

Wen Ya: ...

"Ah, a newcomer—no, a new ghost!"

"Tell me, how did you die?"

Wen Ya didn't react.

Pointing to himself subconsciously, he said in shock:

"You can actually see me!?"

"Ah?! Can I talk?!"

"Can I make a sound?"

The old ghosts looked at each other.

I suddenly felt that this new ghost was very pitiful.

After being a ghost, I don't know that I can still be seen and talk.

He must have been a fool when he was alive...

It's a pity, he looks pretty good.

"You sit like this, don't you think the sun is too hot?"

The beautiful lady among the old ghosts kindly reminded:
"Hide below like us, or the sunlight will hurt ghosts too much."

Wen Ya was still shocked.

I have been dead for so long, but I never thought that I would really see a ghost!
I couldn't see any other ghosts at all before!

Wen Ya really saw a ghost this time, and Wen Ya was really scared.

Seeing the shrunken human head rolling towards her feet, Wen Ya was so frightened that she cried out.

【Help! 】

[There is a ghost! ! 】

Wen Ya was so frightened that she kicked her legs wildly, kicking the heads below in all directions.

Old ghosts: ......

Is this new ghost crazy?

Does she want to hear what she is shouting!
what the hell? !

Didn't she look in the mirror after she died? ?
"Hey, hey, don't kick me!"

"The hairstyle I just made was messed up!"

"Xingui, calm down!!"

Look outside.

Fang Xing's car was shaking left and right.

It attracted the passing villagers to come over and take a look out of curiosity.

[The young people in the city really know how to play, and they drove to our side of the mountain to play. 】

When Fang Xing came back with a big bag, he saw his car dancing on the spot.

Fang Xing: ...

'What are these ghosts doing again! '

Fang Xing frowned, opened the car door, and was about to throw the bag in his hand on the passenger seat.

I saw an extra person on the co-pilot.

The slightly transparent figure can prove that this person is not completely human.

Fang Xing: "Who are you?"

Wen Ya has not spoken yet.

The ghost boss' voice came from under the car.

"Boss, she is new here and her brain is not very good."

"We are playing disco, so that this new little girl can adapt to the environment as soon as possible."

Fang Xing:

"Old ghost, do you want to listen to what nonsense you said!
"Dancing in the car?"

As he spoke, Fang Xing threw the bag in his hand directly to Wen Ya angrily.

Wen Ya dodged subconsciously, only to find that the big bag passed through her body and landed directly on the driver's seat.

But this bag...Wen Ya inexplicably felt that the contents inside had something to do with her.

The old ghost was very curious about this, and asked:
"what is this?"

"It's nothing."

Fang Xing started the car, and pointed at Wen Ya on the co-pilot nonchalantly:
"I just dug her grave."

(End of this chapter)