"Just think I am, this is what they should do." Gu Cheng smiled.

"But thank you for your hard work."

Without much conversation, life and death were different, the old man's figure gradually faded.

Gu Cheng had compassion on his face, and he stood up and clapped his hands and was about to leave when a sneaky black shadow walked in the distance.

As the figure approached, Gu Cheng saw from the dumplings she was tying behind her head that he was a young girl, wearing a hat and mask, carrying a brazier in her hand, and walked over like a thief.

Gu Cheng moved to the side and looked at her squat down and put the brazier curiously. She glanced at Gu Cheng vigilantly, and felt that this person was strange.

Neither side moved, and on the street at night, it seemed a little weird for a moment.

Maybe she couldn't wait anymore, so she made up her mind and took out a stack of paper money from her bag behind her, lit it and threw it into the brazier. She looked at Gu Cheng again, lowered her head and muttered something.

Gu Cheng's face was even more strange. He looked around and there was no other wandering soul except Xia Xiaoman who kept waving to him in the distance. This girl was chanting the Sutra of Saving Suffering Suffering Suffering Swords, which was stumbling and didn't look very skillful.

In the middle of the night, paper money was burning in the brazier, and people squatting on the ground were mumbling, saying that they were so weird.

"That... is your relative who died here?" After reciting the scriptures, the little girl seemed to realize something, and hesitated and looked up at Gu Cheng to ask.

Gu Cheng was stunned for a moment. This was what he just wanted to ask.

"I'm...you know, we don't have to pay for our job, do something we should do." The little girl gestured, "Don't worry, it's just to guide the dead."

Gu Cheng looked at the place where the old man had just left, then looked at the person, pondered for a while, said nothing, nodded and left.

It seems that even if he doesn't come tonight, someone will do such a thing... He feels a little magical.

"I didn't even say thank you." The little girl muttered in a low voice, pinching her brazier's hand, and she was so hot that she shrank, and then quickly blew the air.

"Do you think there are ghosts in the world?" Gu Cheng turned around and asked.

"Ah?" The little girl was stunned for a moment, turned around quickly, stopped for a while, and said, "I haven't seen it before, but there must be!"

After a pause, she added: "My master said that."

Gu Cheng guessed that if she could see it, she would not stumble into the air.

Xia Xiaoman had been waiting for a long time, squatting on the side of the road, looking up at the sky, his eyes were not focal, as if he was wandering outside the sky.

"Go away!"

On the way back, Gu Cheng looked back, and Xia Xiaoman followed with his hands behind his back, frowned.

"She, she, she...she is not like a good person, don't worry about her."

"You know?"

"I don't know!"

"Really?" Gu Cheng could feel something was wrong and looked at Xia Xiaoman with a little suspiciously.

"I can be her grandmother, how can I know her?" Xia Xiaoman said in surprise.

Gu Cheng shook his head and suddenly felt a little moved, "I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing... It's very rare. I haven't seen it in recent years."

There were still some in the early days, and monks and Taoists. With the development of the times, these have become old products of feudal superstition. Few people have done this again, let alone a young child.

You will be considered mentally ill.

Especially when she can't see the dead soul, it's even more rare.

After walking home, Gu Cheng stood in the yard and saw the lights on next door. He glanced at Xia Xiaoman who was eager to try, and immediately gave up her naughty idea.

"I said you're sick?"

When she was about to go into the bathroom to take a shower, Xia Xiaoman stared at him with bright eyes, and Gu Cheng turned around and asked.

"I'll see what the difference between immortal monsters and humans are."

"Same." Gu Cheng said calmly.

"You said that in the story, all the female ghosts like to sleep with men and scholars, is this... Wang Aimin what are you doing!"

Seeing Gu Cheng coming over to prepare for the mantra of rebirth to save her, Xia Xiaoman went to the TV.
Chapter completed!