C8 A Ghost Reincarnated and a Man Died

Fang Geyin looked around. In the mountain in the distance, a hazy figure appeared, very small, as if he was a four or five-year-old child. The moonlight was not bright, and the appearance of a child could not be seen clearly, but Fang Geyin seemed to have already determined who had come in contact with the God of Happiness.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "No wonder it is the only thing that is so boring in this world."

Faang Wei had also seen the little black shadow on the mountain peak, but he had never cultivated the Tao Method, so his eyesight was inferior to Fang Geyin's. He could only see a ball of black shadow and immediately asked: "Grandfather, who exactly is it?"

Liu Linglang. " Fang Geyin laughed, "Being able to see him is also my good fortune, don't miss it, you stay here to protect the God of Happiness, I'll go and catch it right now!" 

Fang Geyin was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something. He stopped and instructed, "Faang Wei, I know what you are thinking, but you must remember, this God of Happiness is extraordinary. You just have to stand here and wait for me. "

Faang Wei was shocked. As expected, he couldn't hide his thoughts from his grandfather. He had originally planned to wait until his grandfather was far away before taking off the God of Happiness's bamboo hat to see if it was the female corpse that he had seen in his "dream". At this time, Fang Geyin had already given the strict order, so he could only retract this thought. He nodded and replied, "I understand, you should go and return quickly, and … What exactly is Liu Linglang? "

Fang Geyin laughed: "You will know in a while."

With that, he flew off into the snow, and with a few leaps, he chased after Liu Linglang. This was the first time Faang Wei used his true abilities, and it was much more powerful than his "tricks" from yesterday. For a moment, he could clearly see what was happening. His eyes widened, and his mouth gaped wide open. For a long time, he was unable to recover from his shock.

"Pa …" The date core in his mouth fell to the ground! He picked up the jujube core and played around with it, thinking, "When can I learn grandpa's skills, I must be the first to show it to the stream!"

At this moment, Faang Wei's mind was filled with what seemed like a small stream, which was her classmate. Like him, he was a sophomore in high school in the county. Because Faang Wei had been weak and sickly since he was young, he often skipped classes, and his results were average as well. Adding on, since he was born in the mountains, he was usually quiet and unsociable, without any feelings of presence, so even if he didn't come to lessons for ten to fifteen days at a time, none of the students had noticed him.

Of course, like all children who had just started their sixteen or seventeen year old relationship, Faang Wei also had his own thoughts. He secretly loved Huangfu Xiaoxi, and before he even had the chance to confess, he heard that Creek had fallen in love with the class next door before winter vacation. This made Faang Wei "feel sad just thinking about it".

He looked at the God of Happiness in front of him, then at the run-down temple behind him, then sat down under the eaves and started to calculate: After this trip, the winter vacation will just end and school will start. By then, will the stream have blown with that rich and handsome Gao? If they broke up, would he confess to her? If he confessed and saved his pocket money for a long time, would it be enough to buy a bunch of roses? Does she like roses?

Faang Wei's face lit up for a moment, then he became dejected, his expression started to fly with his thoughts, he stood up and asked the God of Happiness in front of him: "God of Happiness, God of Happiness, your name also has the word 'God' in it, can you teach me how to do it?"

Of course the God of Happiness wouldn't speak, he just stood there, not moving at all. One man and one God, these two teasing people. Standing like this, it was actually quite funny.

Suddenly, a rustling sound could be heard. Faang Wei stopped smiling and was a little nervous, after all, his grandfather was not by his side in the wilderness, so no matter how bold he was, he was still a little afraid.

Faang Wei pricked his ears, his voice was very soft, it sounded like someone knocking on the door, but it was more turbid than knocking. The voice seemed to come from inside the temple, following the direction of the voice, he slowly walked into the temple.

Sure enough, after entering the temple, the sound became clearer, and Faang Wei quickly determined that the source of the sound was the coffin!

That's right, the sound came from inside the coffin.

The desolate mountain, dilapidated temple, and the coffin that was emitting such a sound made Faang Wei's heart tighten. His breathing became hurried, and he mustered his courage to pick out a rod from the trash of firewood to defend himself.

"Thump." Boom. "Boom …" The closer they got to the coffin, the clearer the sound became. It was as if someone was knocking on the coffin's lid with all his life. This sound was mixed with a faint sound …

"Let me out …"

"Let me out …"

His voice grew louder and louder, drifting and floating inside the run-down temple, as if he was crying, as if he was filled with anger. Faang Wei held the wooden stick tighter, could it be that the owner of the coffin was really framed and was trapped inside?

Faang Wei did not dare to rush forward, and stood at a distance of three feet from the coffin, and carefully asked: "Are you calling for me?"

The voice from within the coffin was like ice in winter as it pierced into Faang Wei's ears, "You said that you would come and save me … will come to my rescue... "Yang men don't owe ghost debt. You can't go back on your word …"

Faang Wei was startled, he had said it before, but he did not say when either. Now that the night was dark and the winds were strong, and he had encountered some bizarre things, he did not dare open the coffin.

"I died so miserably …" The voice came from the coffin again. "Who's come to save me …"

The sound of it drifted above the run-down temple, causing people to shudder in fear. Faang Wei subconsciously retreated, turned around after a distance, and ran away as well.

Only after rushing out of the temple did Faang Wei stop in his tracks, and pat his chest that was moving up and down, only then did he realize that his hands were covered in sweat.

"This place is too weird, we must leave as soon as grandpa comes back, not a single moment more." Faang Wei didn't want to turn his head back, but a voice that was barely audible still continued to enter his ears, causing him to fall into a dilemma once again.

Faang Wei had a pure heart since he was young. When he thought about how the "person" in the coffin being tormented day and night by the incense in the temple, being unable to ascend into the sky or go down to the ground, every extra day, he would have to suffer more. If he could help the person out of this predicament, it might be a good deed.

Although he was afraid, Faang Wei still made up his mind. He walked into the run-down temple and said boldly: "If I help you, you won't harm me, right?"

The voice came out from the coffin again, "Save me... Save me... "As long as benefactor is willing to save me, I will definitely repay you."

"I don't need you to repay me. As long as you can escape from this pain, you will be able to safely enter the cycle of reincarnation."

He approached the coffin cautiously and asked softly, "How can I save you?"

"Open, Open..." Open Coffin... "Quick, open the coffin …" The voice seemed anxious.

Faang Wei thought about it again and again. Finally, he made up his mind and opened the coffin.