Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Chapter 130

"Ah! What should I do?!"

After listening to the child's story about Xiao An and A Yun, Uncle Wang was as confused and shocked as the child, and looked at Aunt Wu helplessly.

Aunt Wu cried out in despair and burst into tears: "Xiao An... A Yun... Wu Wu... I should not have brought you out if I had known."

Uncle Wang Wu hugged her and cried bitterly.

Child:……

I really don’t know what to say.

Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang had no idea at all. They were very timid people when they were alive, and they did not become powerful ghosts after their death.

The True God Wuxiang asked other ghosts to teach them how to save people. They learned very little, and their only improvement was probably that they rushed to check the shrine even though they knew they didn't know the way.

They sobbed and cried, saying, "We must tell Wuxiang Zhenshen about this as soon as possible."

"Is the Formless True God also a ghost?"

"do not know."

The formless true God is invisible and formless, and they have never seen Him, but have only heard Him speak.

Aunt Wu asked Uncle Wang Wu to go back to the temple to find the True God Wuxiang.

They didn't know yet that the real temple had also been demolished.

Wu Xiang Zhen Shen was afraid that they would be discovered by the villagers, so he kept their bodies in another place.

When they had finished their studies, they were asked to go somewhere to help others. Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang had died not long ago and they had no special skills, so they stayed.

The children told them about the real temple, and they became even more desperate.

"Oh, yes, Second Grandpa is still here. I'll go find him."

After thinking for a long time, Uncle Wang Wu finally came up with a good idea.

"Second Grandpa?" The child looked at Fifth Aunt who was standing there motionless.

"Yes, Second Grandfather, he died before us. He knew how to make medicine. Wuxiang Zhenshen asked him to teach us. He was in charge of several people."

Fifth Aunt spoke with great respect for this person.

The child asked her, "Is this Second Grandpa good at fighting?"

Fifth Aunt: ...

My second grandfather was eighty years old when he died. He was so thin that only a bag of bones remained. He walked with a shaky gait. Even as a ghost he was very weak. He had to use crutches to walk after he put on his own body.

Wuxiang Zhenshen said that if he did not have the talent for cultivation during his lifetime, and if nothing unexpected happened after his death, he probably would not have it either. So until now, he could only keep his spirit alive, but his memory was very poor, and he had almost forgotten everything that happened in his life.

Only the original intention of protection has never been forgotten.

But he didn't even remember who he wanted to protect.

A ghost who knew the situation said that it didn’t matter, the person he wanted to protect had already died.

So now Second Grandpa is just teaching everyone how to treat patients.

My bones are so soft, it's good enough that I can still lift the pestle.

Child: "Then what's the point of calling him?"

Aunt Wu said, "He's a very knowledgeable man, maybe he can come up with some solution."

It sounds unreliable.

The child had not forgotten what happened before she fainted. She felt that as long as she went to the village chief and others for help, all would be fine. With Aunt Fifth around, their words would be more credible.

But Fifth Auntie shook her head like a rattle: "No, no, no, we are all dead, it doesn't matter what happened, how can we drag living people into this kind of thing? What if we make those people unhappy and hurt them?"

"They wouldn't dare. If they hurt ordinary people, they would be punished by heaven."

"That won't do," said Aunt Wu. "Son, I know you mean well, but the True God has told us about divine punishment. Those who hurt others will be punished, but if they save people or kill harmful demons, they will also have merit. If they balance the two, there will be no harm. We can't let the villagers take risks."

Child: "You guys are always saving people, so killing you would also reduce my merits, right?"

"Not necessarily," Fifth Aunt shook her head. "It's not a fault for cultivators to kill each other. The True God said that...weakness. The strong prey on the weak. It's the law of nature. Heaven only favors the living. People like us shouldn't exist. If we die, we'll probably have to blame ourselves for our bad luck."

This doesn't make sense at all.

But children know very little about such things.

Aunt Wu said that the real God didn't know much, but he had been chased and hacked by someone in the early years, so she guessed that this was the case. In short, it would always be a good idea to stay away from him if you meet him.

After all, they are ghosts, with the difference between yin and yang, and they should not stay with living people.

Xiao An and the others are too stupid, they have no guard against people...

As the man and the ghost talked, they approached the village entrance.

The child told her to hide and he sneaked in to take a look first.

Her head was much more eye-catching than Cao Ping's, so as soon as she entered the village, she was discovered by the Cui family.

The child wanted to run away, but they had no intention of catching her. They just said that her friends were waiting for her by the stream.

It was Zhuier and the others who were playing with Ayuan and Afu, Waiya was beating Cao Ping, and a strange little boy appeared among the familiar people.

The child was far away when he heard Ah Fu calling his name: "Aning, come down quickly!"

She told him to go down and play in the water.

"You're back!"

"This is how the same thing?"

Waiya and the child said it almost at the same time.

What can they do? Xiao An and A Yun are dead. Cao Ping persuaded them.

In the end, this is none of their business...

There is no need to go against powerful people. When Cui Jiexing heard that they wanted to catch monsters, he agreed to take them on a trip.

Only Waiya was a little angry because Cao Ping lost the child.

Now she is back too.

It's not like everyone is happy, but I can still say one thing -

"That's it," Waiya sighed. "There's nothing we can do. Besides, what Mr. Cui said makes sense. There are no dead people walking around."

This is indeed a bit scary.

“But they’re doing good things.”

"The Cuis said they would send people to protect the villagers. They didn't need any evil gods. They planned to capture the Wuxiang Zhenshen before leaving.

If we don't make trouble, he will take us away with him."

Waiya didn't like their condescending attitude, but she agreed.

What else could be done?

"But Aunt Wu came to look for Xiao An. I told her to wait outside the village. Uncle Wang Wu went to ask his second grandfather for help. His second grandfather is also a ghost."

Waiya:?

Cao Ping said quietly, "What did I say? She is a disaster.

Even if I faint, I can still do something.”

Child: "Shut up! I haven't even settled the score with you for hitting me yet!"

Cao Ping didn't feel guilty at all, he just regretted that he had been too gentle.

The brief peace was broken by the return of the child.

How are they going to tell Aunt Five that Xiao An and A Yun are dead?

Aning, who was standing by the stream, took off her sister's five-colored rope from her wrist, carefully put it into her clothes, and then went into the water.

He hasn't come out to play for a long time.

He is as timid as his parents. If he accidentally slips, he will cry loudly, just like Xiao An.