Ghost Husband, Don't Stop

"I'm sorry, I can't help you with this. Your child died in vain, and his soul was taken away before he was even born. If I draw his soul, then the Yin Division of Hades will not let me off!"

I can't commit such a taboo again. Previously, because I drew Liu Chen's soul, he became a ghost and caused the Yin Division to find trouble with me for a long time. Later on, it was due to Wu San Shu and my father's hard work that we were able to get rid of the Yin Division.

Furthermore, before my grandfather's memorial tablet, I also promised him that I wouldn't violate such a taboo. Even though I know that Matriarch He is very pitiful, I still can't agree to her request.

However, I didn't expect that after I rejected her, she would start crying sob sob sob sobs. Shu Jun is very beautiful, and after she gets pregnant, her face would turn red. Perhaps it's because of the matter of the child, but she looked a little haggard.

Her cry was even more obvious. Her charming face was covered with tears and looked extremely lovable.

I was disturbed by her crying, and she begged me again and again that if I didn't draw her child's soul, her child might not last much longer.

"Miss Ren, I beg of you! He's already very pitiful. If you don't give him a soul painting, he'll leave me soon, and his soul will disappear from his body. We won't even have the chance to be mother and son again in our next lives. " Shujun cried as she begged me, her voice filled with tears, which softened my heart.

Just as I was in a difficult situation, unsure of what to do, Mu Feng appeared behind me and calmly patted my shoulder. I quietly turned my head and looked at him, only to hear his voice sounding beside my ear. If you don't know what to do, then do as you like. "

As you wish... It was easy to say this word, but very difficult to do so.

Just as I was in a daze, Su-jun knelt down before me and said in tears that if her child was gone, she might as well just go with it.

He also didn't have to wait for the child to be born and see the soul of someone else living inside the child's body. It would only add to her grief.

I quite understand her mood, her tears, so to speak, are dripping into my heart.

In the end, I was still unable to bear it. The Matriarch's request, with a heavy heart, agreed to this matter.

"Thank you, Miss Ren. This child is my only hope. I know that it is already impossible for my child to be born alive. I just hope that she can stay by my side. Even if he can't be human, he can only be a ghost." Upon hearing my promise, Shujun broke down in tears and smiled, wiping her tears away excitedly with a handkerchief!

But my heart, as if there is a big stone, tightly pressed on the heart.

"However, don't tell this to anyone else. There's also Elder Su …" I can't draw his soul, which is already a taboo. After drawing his soul, his soul can stay in the mortal world, but you have to promise that your child can't do anything that would harm the heavens. At that time, not only your child, but me as well, will be punished by the underworld. "

"No, don't worry. He is only a child. I will definitely take good care of him. As long as mother and son can live together, I have no other requests." Su-jun held up three fingers and swore to me.

My slightly red eyes were a little swollen. I picked up her handkerchief and wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes, comforting her and making her feel better. Although I can't save her child, with my ability to draw her soul, I can still keep her child's soul.

Shujun eagerly asked me when I could draw her son's soul.

It's just that I found a problem. When I was drawing souls, I had to calculate the hour before I could start writing. There are two important reasons for doing so.

The first was the birth date of the deceased, and the second was the time the deceased died.

It was fine to choose either of these two points of time.

However, Shujun's child was different. He hadn't been born yet, so naturally he didn't have the word birthright. His soul had left his body, and he hadn't been born yet, let alone at the time of his death.

After thinking about it carefully, I asked Shujun about the time when the Taoist Master Hong found me and extracted his child's soul from his body.

Shujun's face was filled with pain as she reminisced. She told me that she would never be able to forget that day for the rest of her life.

I'll just count the day when the child's soul leaves the body as the child's death.

When the time came, I took out pen and paper, wrote and painted, quickly calculated the time, tonight ugly is the best time to soul.

After that, I told Sue Jun to leave first and prepare a personal item for the child.

As for the child, he let her take one of the clothes she had prepared for him.

When a woman is pregnant, she will usually make the apron and the tiger-shod shoes in advance for the child, said Shujun. These things, she said, are already prepared and ready to be brought over at any time.

I told her to come to my room tonight, when she was ugly, with her child's soul and her personal belongings.

Shujun left satisfied, but I have been unable to calm down.

"What are you thinking?" An ice-cold feeling touched my forehead. Her long and transparent fingers pressed against my forehead and gently massaged it, as if they were going to flatten my wrinkled forehead.

I sighed, picked up the lotus seed soup from the table, drank two more mouthfuls, and said to Mu Feng. I just felt a bit strange. Although drawing souls takes time, I've drawn so many souls. Also, when I was young, my grandpa used to draw people's souls.

This was because Yin Qi was the weakest at noon. The strength of a ghost's Yin Qi also affected the result of the spirit. This was to say, the strength of the body.

Even if it was a ghost that had drawn a soul, if it changed in the future, it could still turn into an evil spirit. If it was that evil spirit with the powerful body of a Soul Painter, perhaps even the Yin Division wouldn't be able to deal with it.

So when a Soul Painter gives a ghost soul, they usually choose noon. No matter what kind of ghost it is, they can't give it a body that is too strong to control, so that the ghost won't be able to subdue it in the future.

"But you were just counting the hours for Shujun's child, and it was during the ugly hours of the night." Mu Feng said.

I nodded my head worriedly. When I was ugly at night, I had never met such an hour before. I had never heard my grandfather say that he had such an experience.

However, when he later thought about it, Shujun's child was extraordinary in the first place.

He did not say a word, but he was already on the verge of losing his soul, or perhaps the timing he calculated was illogical.

Mu Feng placed his hand on my knee and felt a chill. He placed his hand on the back of my hand and gently said, "If you pity her and want to help her, then do what you have to do. No matter what happens, I will always be by your side."