Live ghost hunting: Boss, she raises a ghost king instead

"if……"

Suddenly, subtle voices came from the quiet room.

"If it weren't for my selfishness, my aunt might not have this result."

It turned out that Fu Jingran had woken up a long time ago and he had been pretending to sleep.

He didn't want to wake up, open his eyes, or accept the cruel reality that his aunt had disappeared.

If Shu Yang's problem hadn't forced him to accept it, she thought he might have kept pretending.

After hearing what he said, Shu Yang couldn't help but take a deep breath and asked in a deep voice: "Do you want to tell me?"

Fu Jingran turned to look at Shu Yang who looked exhausted, closed his eyes deeply, and said in a sad tone: "After my aunt died, I went to worship Bodhisattva and Buddha."

"During that time, I almost visited all the temples in the city, large and small, and made the same wish to countless statues of gods."

"I hope my aunt can come back."

Shu Yang listened to his words with a wry smile on his lips.

At this point, Fu Jingran suddenly opened his eyes, "The Bodhisattva seems to have really appeared..."

"My aunt didn't leave. Her soul was left in the house. I don't know if it was a punishment for my selfishness. I gradually lost sight of her, and she gradually forgot about me."

His tone became increasingly bitter, and he paused for a long time before continuing: "If I had not made a wish to the Bodhisattva, my aunt might have been reincarnated long ago and started over."

"It's all my fault..." Fu Jingran said, covering her face and sobbing like a helpless child, her shoulders shaking and her voice whimpering.

When Shu Yang saw this, he reached out to pat his back and comfort him, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

Faced with the sadness of the death of a loved one, words seem pale and weak.

"I don't blame you, it's not you who trapped her." Jiang Buyan's cold voice suddenly came from the door.

Hearing this, the two looked up and saw her looking at them seriously.

She explained word for word: "Ordinary people's obsessions cannot trap other people's souls. The wish you made to the Bodhisattva did come true, but it was not the Bodhisattva who helped you realize your wish, but your aunt."

Jiang Buyan glanced at the two of them and saw that they both looked confused, so he continued: "The reason why she stays here is because she can't let you go, and she does it willingly. It was never you who trapped her, but Herself."

"Human beings are really strange. A family that is related by blood is neither cold nor indifferent, but servants who are not related by blood have deep feelings." The dog-tailed grass suddenly came out of nowhere and squatted softly on Jiang Buyan's shoulder. , holding the newly found candy in his hand.

"Aren't you surprised? A grass likes eating sweets so much." Jiang Buyan glanced at the green grass on his shoulder and poked it with his finger.

"Ouch~ What are you doing~ I poked the candies off for others."

The dog's tail grass muttered and jumped to the ground to pick up his own candy.

Fu Jingran, who was sitting on the bed, listened to Jiang Buyan's explanation. Instead of feeling better, she felt even sadder.

He was still suppressed at first, but suddenly he raised his head and cried loudly. He cried so hard that his heart was broken and his voice was hoarse. The servants working downstairs all pricked up their ears to listen.

"Okay, okay...just cry."

Seeing him crying, Shu Yang breathed a sigh of relief. His hand gently stroked Fu Jingran's back, comforting him.

"If I weren't afraid of being rebellious and leaving the house... I would have spent more time with my aunt..."

"Wow wow... it's my fault..."

Fu Jingran cried so sadly that the dogtail grass beside him was frozen in place. Holding Tang in his arms, it came to Jiang Buyan's feet and asked quietly: "You humans, are you so fierce when you cry?" ?”

"No, he is an exception."