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Sang Feiwan agreed to the fan called "Regret in this Life" and gave him a charm to help him summon his father's soul and see his father again.

It's just that she is in the mountains now and it is not convenient to deliver the express, so she sent a message to the Peach Tree Demon in Beijing and asked her to draw a picture to summon the soul and send it to the nearest place.

Among the tree demons, the Peach Tree Demon has the best talent in drawing talismans. In addition to peace talismans and evil-proof talismans, I also learned many ways to draw talismans from Sang Feiwan.

Tonight, it came in handy.

After drawing the soul-summoning talisman, the Peach Tree Demon personally acted as a courier to deliver the talisman to Langshi next door to Beijing City.

At two o'clock in the morning, I was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

He got up from his sleep and saw a charming old lady with peach blossom eyes and said with a smile:

"Your soul summoning talisman has arrived, please sign for it!"

I regretted this life and was a little moved: "You guys work really hard for express delivery. You still deliver goods before dawn."

Especially for an old lady of such age, how difficult must her life be to be still working in the middle of the night?

"Yes, it's just hard work. I don't have the deep skills of Miss Sang, and the drawing of the soul-calling talisman is short-lived, so I have to use it early."

The peach tree demon left after saying that.

Can the courier draw symbols? That is definitely no ordinary courier!

Regret in this Life reacted suddenly and hurriedly chased him out to ask more questions. However, they saw that the corridor outside the door was empty, the Peach Tree Demon had long since disappeared, and the elevator had always stopped at the first floor, with no sign of taking it.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and I felt goosebumps all over my body.

Although it was a bit scary, when he thought that this was the only chance to see his father, he ignored his fear and quickly changed his clothes and set off to the cemetery.

At two-thirty in the morning, there was not even a single light in the cemetery. Fortunately, there was clear moonlight that illuminated the path underfoot.

The moonlight shines on the hillside, and the rows of tombstones stand quietly, like figures standing quietly, waiting for something silently.

I have regrets in this life. When I was walking on the stone steps, my heart felt fuzzy, and I always felt like something was staring at me in the darkness.

But when he walked to his father's tombstone and saw his father's photo on the tombstone, all his fear and anxiety disappeared.

He thought about walking at night when he was a child, and he often felt scared. But as long as my father holds my hand, I feel particularly at ease.

It seems that my father is a mountain that can block all difficulties, obstacles, monsters and monsters.

But now, my father has become a picture, printed on the tombstone, smiling quietly, and can no longer hold his hand.

His eyes turned red instantly.

He took out the Soul Summoning Talisman and shouted his father's name while burning it.

The yellow talisman was reduced to ashes in a flash of fire.

The curls of green smoke slowly formed a shadow of a person in mid-air.

The human figure changes from blur to reality, exactly like the person in the photo.

"Dad!" He just shouted, and tears burst out.

Thousands of words choked in the throat, turned into one sentence: "I'm sorry..."

Sorry, I was ignorant when I was a child and always made you angry.

I'm sorry that I didn't understand your painstaking efforts and said such decisive words.

I'm sorry, I caused your death by running away from home that night...

sorry Sorry……

"Stop crying, daddy doesn't blame you." The ghost in the void looked at the child kneeling in front of him with distress.

"Really, Dad doesn't blame you. It's because Dad was too strict with you. You were still young and needed to be guided slowly. But Dad was always afraid of not having enough time to learn, of falling behind in your courses, of not being in the top 50 of your grade, of taking exams If you don't go to a good university, I'm afraid you won't know how to study hard and will have a hard time in society in the future..."

"But dad forgot that you were just a child at that time. If he forgot, you would be tired and stressed. If you could do it all over again, dad would definitely not force you..."

"No, Dad, you are not wrong! It's my fault, it's all my fault." The boy cried loudly, as if he was a child again. He cried and said:

"I'm sorry, Dad. I shouldn't have run away from home back then, and I shouldn't have said that I never want to see you."

"Dad, I really regret saying that to you."

"After you left, I studied like crazy, and I want you to see me repenting."

"You hope that I will get into a good university, and now I have also got into a key university. Really, Dad, I have changed and am working in the direction you want. Dad, have you seen it?"

"Dad, I really want you to come back. If you can come back, I will do anything you want me to do."

It's a pity that dad will never come back.

Even if we meet at this moment, it is only temporary.

The ghost was sad and happy: "My child has finally grown up and is very, very good. Dad has no regrets for a long time."

That is his own child. No matter how rebellious he was in the past or what he had done, how could the father be angry with him?

The father was not angry with his son. When he saw that he suddenly became sensible and knew that he had worked hard, the father went to the underworld without any worries.

"Son, I really don't blame you. It was my father who was hit by a car that night because he was not paying attention when he was walking. If I had been more careful, everything would have been different."

He held back his tears and tried his best to squeeze out a smile: "Dad is fine down there, and he will be reincarnated soon. As long as you live well, dad will be relieved."

The sparks from the talisman in front of the tomb were extinguished and then extinguished.

The curling green smoke also faded away, and my father's figure began to become transparent.

Realizing that he was about to leave, the tears his father held back finally fell: "Son, take care of your mother for me..."

After saying the last instructions, his father's figure disappeared into the void.

"Daddy, daddy..." No matter how his son called, he would never come back this time.

The fate of their father and son in this life has ended.

But my thoughts are like invisible threads, one end is tied to the world of the sun, the other end is tied to the underworld, entangled and entwined, but not broken with death.

Dongshi, Changming Mountain.

The next morning, it was still raining.

The crew gathered in the restaurant, and many of them were listless. Apparently they had not slept well due to the knock on the door last night.

"Did you hear the knock on the door last night?"

"I heard it! Keep knocking, keep knocking, it scared me so much that I couldn't sleep well all night."

"Then someone seemed to open the door, and the knocking stopped."

Someone called the hotel owner to inquire about the situation, but last night the owner lived in a room behind the front desk, which was different from the building where the guests lived. Didn't hear any strange noises.

The boss was also surprised when he heard the customer's feedback: "I have been running a store here for more than ten years, and I have never heard of such a thing."

While he was talking, he went to adjust the monitor. Unfortunately, the monitor happened to be broken. But the boss insisted that there was nothing unclean in the hotel, and any knocks on the door were caused by guests.