Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! Maybe Wang Binglin is also worried. As an elder, he naturally does not want to give these two little heroes who saved their lives too much unreasonable pressure.

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So he took the opportunity to comfort him: "But then again, your friend, Bai Yiyang, is also the direct descendant of the Bai family. If he comes forward, the matter will not be restored. Maybe the three elders of the Wang family will sell him a little bit."

"Really?" Tianhong and Yubing exclaimed.

"Well, it's very likely, no!"

"So instead of worrying about it, you should wait for their news here with peace of mind."

Or, why not tell me more about my nephew. I want to know their current situation over the years." Wang Binglin looked at the two of them with a longing look.

When the two of them heard that he wanted to inquire about Wang Kun, they couldn't help but look at the Grand Master chair next to him.

At the same time, his face was filled with hesitation, and his heart was a war between heaven and man. On the one hand, he promised Wang Dingkun not to tell what he came. On the other hand, he felt that it was not easy for this middle-aged uncle. For more than 20 years, I have missed my nephew so much, but I can't see him at first sight. It's too cruel.

Their actions undoubtedly attracted the attention of Wang Binglin, who has been in trouble for a long time.

He asked excitedly: "Is there anything strange on the chair next to me? Why do you go there again and again? Could it be that my little nephew is there?"

Tianhong and the others were startled by his question, and muttered in their hearts: "Is he already?"

But the two of them promised Wang Dingkun that they could not tell what he had come here. From Wang Neilin's tone now, he had already understood the matter. If he kept it hidden, it would be too unkind enough.

Tianhong, who was already impatient, came to this situation and simply said to the Grand Master Chair beside Wang Binglin: "Wang Dingkun, he is your uncle after all, so I'm coming out to meet him. If you miss you, do you have the heart to turn a blind eye?"

To be honest, Tianhong's behavior of speaking to the air in this ancient house in the middle of the night was really weird, especially in such an old house, under the dark candlelight, he spoke to an old Grand Master chair.

After saying that, everyone fell silent. Three people and six eyes stared at the Grand Master's chair, hoping that Wang Dingkun would appear.

After a while, a cool and cold wind spread around the three of them, as if someone was blowing on their necks.

The three of them knew in their hearts that this should be a precursor to the transformation of Wang Dingkun.

Sure enough, after the cold wind, a shadow slowly emerged on the chair of the Grand Master next to Wang Binglin, looking faint.

After a while, the faint shadow began to slowly emerge, and finally condensed into the appearance of the black-clad ghost Wang Dingkun.

It was still a pale face, as if it had been modified with flour, without a trace of blood.

But if you ignore those dead fish-like eyes, Wang Dingkun is definitely an extremely handsome child.

But at this moment, there was a look of sadness on his handsome face.

"Kun'er, is it really you?"

Wang Binglin asked softly and a little excitedly to the little ghost in black.

"Uncle, it's me, I'm Kun'er. Are you doing well over the years?" Wang Dingkun responded with a sad tone.

While speaking, his pair of dead fish eyes stared at Wang Binglin tightly, as if he was unwilling to leave for a moment.

"I've been doing well all these years, but why have you become like this?" Wang Binglin looked back at Wang Dingkun, and before he could say a few words, he was already in tears.

"It's all the past, so it's better not to mention it now."

"This time I followed Yiyang and Tianhong and others back to Chenzhou. In order to stop my father from making mistakes again and again, I will be reincarnated when things go back." Wang Dingkun looked at Wang Binglin and said softly.

"Kun'er, you have suffered so much for the years. Your father is also a pitiful person. If you have the chance, I hope you can persuade your friends to give him a way out." Wang Binglin said earnestly.

"Well, I will persuade him, but he is really bad. Today, during the day, he ambushed Yiyang and others in the tea shed outside Chenzhou City. It may not be easy to persuade him to turn back." Wang Dingkun said, and couldn't help but lower his head.

Because he suddenly thought that after arriving in Chenzhou, he would finally face the scene of father and son rebelling.

With his father's past behavior, the people of the Wang family will definitely not let him go, so when the father and son face the enemy, they really don't know how to face it.

"Kun'er, let's leave your life to fate. After the Wang family's affairs are over, can you stay with your uncle for a few days before you reincarnate?" Wang Binglin said in a questioning tone.

"No, humans and ghosts have different paths, so they cannot stay here, otherwise it will affect your fortune."

"Once the matter is over, we will take him back to Chenzhou, because he has passed away for more than ten years, and his father used a special method to remove his name from the ghost sheet. So now there is no ghost of Wang Dingkun, but only a black-clothed monster who does not jump out of the five elements in the three realms."

"He can no longer get to the fetus normally, so he has to go back to Baishuizhai and find my grandma to find a solution. Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope."

Tianhong said mercilessly.

Wang Dingkun smiled bitterly and said slowly: "Tianhong is right. I must go back to Chenzhou at that time. Thank you uncle for his concern over the years. I will feel at ease when I know that there are people in the world who care about me so much. If there is a next life, I would like to transform into my uncle's own son to repay my uncle's great kindness."

As he said that, Wang Dingkun walked down from the Grand Master's chair again, knelt heavily in front of Wang Binglin, and bowed three times.

Finally, he raised his head and said reluctantly: "Uncle, the time is almost over. You should take Tianhong and the others to the Wang family to report the news, and then the change will occur."

Wang Binglin nodded with difficulty, stretched out his big hand covered with calluses, trying to help Wang Dingkun up.

Unfortunately, as he reached out, he actually penetrated Wang Dingkun's body straight, as if he had touched the air, and had no focus at all.

Wang Binglin thought again, his nephew is now a ghost, so how can he touch it?

I could only smile bitterly and shake my head and give up.

Seeing this, Wang Dingkun could only enlighten him: "Uncle, don't be too sad, life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in heaven. I can make friends such as Yiyang and others, and I have died without regrets. I am even more satisfied to see my uncle before reincarnation, so I don't have to be sad for me. If I have the chance in the future, I will send you a dream."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Wang Binglin to respond, but turned around and turned into a stream of blue smoke, crawled into Tianhong's gourd, and disappeared in an instant.
Chapter completed!