In the extraordinary world, I can only travel to the world of female videos

[Directly change the heroine’s activity trajectory and gain 500 plot points]

Fang Xing, who was hiding aside and watching the excitement:? ? ?

what happened?

what happened again? ?

Didn't I do nothing? ?

Watch the actor drive away directly.

Fang Xing also thought of his car.

"…………"

If I remember correctly, the old ghost once said that the car was very attractive to some ghosts.

Is this just a coincidence?

As for the fact that there were more ghosts in the car, Fang Xing really didn't care.

There are seventeen of them.

One more, and it makes exactly eighteen.

If you have too much debt with this thing, you won't have to worry about having too many lice or itching.

I'll ask her if she needs anything later, and I can even burn something for her.

In the yard, the old lady watched Chen Weixing leave with tears streaming down her face, and sat directly on the stage at the door.

Cried.

For an old man.

He worked hard to raise his child, watched her beautiful face, and watched her look forward to the future.

Then watch her fall deeply in love and enjoy the beauty of love.

In the end, I saw her suffering, despairing, giving up on herself, and throwing away some of the good things that were worth remembering.

Being trapped in misfortune is like falling into a sea of ​​misery and never coming out.

finally. I also saw that my child never forgot about this before he died.

Witnessing all this with his own eyes was a hundred times more uncomfortable for the old man than killing her directly!

Today I saw Chen Weixing being rude to his own child, and I still don't feel the slightest bit about it. The old lady felt that her heart could hardly hold on.

If there hadn't been a child at home, the old lady would have wanted to hang herself to find her granddaughter.

"My child, my child, why are you so stupid!"

"It's not like you can only count on him for food in this life."

"How come you have been risking your life in the past few years!"

The old lady was crying and talking, looking towards the location of the pavilion behind the mountain.

That's where Wen Ya is buried.

Cried for a while.

The old lady stood up wiping her tears and took a basket from the room with folded paper money in it.

There is also an osmanthus cake that looks like it is made by oneself.

Although the style is ordinary, it can be seen that the materials used are sufficient.

Carrying a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and paper money, the old lady walked up the mountain step by step, carrying a basket.

Fang Xing watched from the side and did not take the initiative to contact.

He could also hear the old lady crying.

But this matter cannot be persuaded even if one wants to.

Let the old lady express her condolences?

This kind of sadness cannot be put down in one or two sentences.

The old lady walked all the way to the pavilion behind the mountain, sat directly on the ground, and began to burn paper.

As for the stack of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, they were placed next to the earthen tomb without a monument next to the pavilion.

'It seems that this is the heroine's grave. '

After burning the paper, the old lady went back.

Fang Xing looked at the grave.

Then he looked at the hoe that appeared inexplicably in his hand.

"emmmmmmm......"

"The grave has to be dug anyway."

"Whoever is digging is not digging!"

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in the car.

Seventeen ghosts were singing in the shadows.

Even if you are idle, you have to have some fun.

"Two tigers, two tigers, falling in love, falling in love"

"Both of them are male, both of them are male, so perverted, so perverted~~"

"The moon shines in the sky, the King of Hell smiles at me, and Impermanence says, OK, OK, you are so special that you came out of the underworld again~~"

At this moment.

Wen Ya's soul has been sucked to the car.

As a ghost, Wen Ya feels that she is a very special existence.

Because she can appear next to others no matter it is day or night, even at noon, it will not hurt her at all.

But as a price, she seems to be unable to be discovered.

Whether it was her sister, grandma, or pedestrians passing by, Wen Ya didn't find anything that could detect her presence.

Wen Ya felt that maybe it was because she was too weak...

But when approaching the car, Wen Ya suddenly felt that her existence seemed a little more 'real' inexplicably?

Like it was completely transparent before, and now it has some color.

Such a shock.

Wen Ya had already drifted into the car and sat in the passenger seat in a daze.

Lower your head.

I saw a group of shrunken ghosts performing a chorus below.

Old ghosts:…………

Wen Ya:…………

“Ah, there’s a new guy—no, there’s a new ghost!”

"Tell me, how did you die?"

Wen Ya didn't react.

He subconsciously pointed at himself and said in shock:

"You can actually see me!?"

"Ah?! I can speak?!"

"Can I make a sound?"

The old ghosts looked at each other.

I suddenly felt that this new ghost was very pitiful.

Even after becoming a ghost, I didn’t know that I could still be seen or speak.

He must have been a fool when he was alive...

It's a pity, he looks pretty good.

"You sit like this, don't you think the sun is too hot?"

The beautiful lady among the old ghosts kindly reminded:

"Hide below like us, otherwise the sunlight will be too harmful to ghosts."

Wen Ya was still shocked.

I have obviously been dead for so long, but I didn’t expect that I would actually see ghosts!

I had never seen any other ghosts before!

Wen Ya really saw a ghost this time, and Wen Ya was really scared.

Seeing the shrunken human head below rolling towards her feet, Wen Ya was so frightened that she screamed out.

【Help! 】

【There is a ghost! ! 】

Wen Ya was so frightened that she kicked her legs wildly, kicking the heads of the people below in all directions.

Old ghosts:…………

Is this new ghost crazy?

Should she listen to what she is shouting!

What the hell? !

Did she never look in the mirror after she died? ?

"Hey, hey, don't kick me!"

"My newly made hair style was kicked into chaos!"

"New Ghost, calm down!!"

Look outside.

Fang Xing's car was swaying left and right.

It attracted the passing villagers to come over and take a look out of curiosity.

[The young people in the city are really good at playing. They drove to our mountain to play. 】

When Fang Xing came back with a big baggage, he saw his car bouncing around in place.

Fang Xing:…………

'What are these ghosts doing again? '

Fang Xing frowned, opened the door, and prepared to throw the bag in his hand on the passenger seat.

I saw an extra person on the passenger seat.

The slightly transparent figure can prove that this person is not completely human.

Fang Xing: "Who are you?"

Wen Ya hasn't spoken yet.

The ghost boss's voice came from underneath the car.

"Boss, she is new here and her brain is not very good."

"We are doing a disco dance to help this new girl adapt to the environment as soon as possible."

Fang Xing:

"Old ghost, do you want to listen to what nonsense you are saying!

"Disco in the car?"

As he spoke, Fang Xing threw the bag in his hand directly to Wen Ya angrily.

Wen Ya subconsciously hid, but found that the big bag passed through her body and landed directly on the driver's seat.

But this bag... Wen Ya somehow felt that the contents inside had something to do with her.

The old ghost was very curious about this and asked:

"what is this?"

"nothing."

Fang Xing started the car and pointed at Wen Ya in the passenger seat nonchalantly:

"I just dug up her grave."