Even if the Feng family is willing to wait, they can't afford to wait. Pan Du has already had an accident. If the matter is not resolved as soon as possible, the ghost knows whose turn it will be next time.
Moreover, Jiang Cheng didn't trust Luo He's speculation very much. Even if this supernatural incident could be resolved, Pan Du might not be able to rescue him.
Taking a step back, even if he is really rescued, who can guarantee that Pan Du who has awakened is the same person he used to be, not something weird, resurrecting through Pan Du's body.
In a daze, Jiang Cheng suddenly remembered the previous recording, which was released by Luohe, and inside was the tiger-like voice that had long since disappeared.
The tiger's voice sounded extremely miserable, and he wailed in pain, begging for something to return the skin to him.
There is no doubt that that thing is a ghost.
The regiment wiped out the ghosts who were like tigers, and almost wiped out the Feng family.
It's a sigh that this ghost was actually released by the Feng family.
But what everyone still doesn't understand until now is how much that ghost hates the Feng family. For now, the Feng family just sent him away.
Among them... it seems that there are still many hidden secrets.
Looking back, they could just see the corner of Feng's house from where they were standing. The light gray high wall stood there, as if it had been isolated for two periods of time.
Since ancient times, the stories that took place in the deep house compound have always been shrouded in a layer of sadness and sadness. The copy of the Song Dynasty once was, here, he has the same feeling.
Staying in Feng's Mansion, the atmosphere was almost suffocating because of the presence of ghosts, so everyone walked along the street tacitly.
Not long after they came to this world, everyone has not yet fully adapted, and the atmosphere that is completely different from that of modern society has created a great sense of tearing for them.
It actually made them have an unreal illusion.
Although the war was won, the eyes of the pedestrians were still confused. The pain and shadow left by the cruel war would take time to slowly smooth out.
After another walk, it is relatively not very prosperous here. There are sparse stalls on both sides, mostly gray-haired old people, and a gray-headed child in rough clothes.
There are traces of bullets left on the walls on both sides, and there are many burnt black wood and bricks, and further away, there is a broken wall.
The flames of war have also burned to this land, and what you see before you is **** history, which is more impactful than any documentary and transcript that claims to be completely realistic.
In front of a building that had been destroyed by a bombing, almost only a shelf was covered with a piece of cloth several feet square. The cloth was dirty, as if it had been picked up from where, and it was almost impossible to discern the color it used to be.
There are some small handicrafts on the cloth, and some woven dolls. Several Oriental women sit around the cloth, and one holds a child in his hands.
Perhaps because of hunger, the child keeps crying, and all women can do is to comfort themselves in a low voice.
She can't eat enough herself, and where can she have milk to feed her children.
The fat man who saw this scene with his own eyes stopped, and then, slowly shook his head.
"Think they are pitiful?" Jiang Cheng glanced at a few women, then turned to look at the fat man, his tone as calm as ever.
But to Jiang Cheng Weiwei's surprise, the kind-hearted fat man rarely shook his head and said firmly, "No."
He was silent for a few seconds and continued: "I thought they were pitiful, but who would pity us? They still have a chance to be here and a chance to live, but what about our brothers and sisters, the compatriots who were killed by them? Well, who would pity them?"
"People have to learn to pay for their actions. Where there are so many meet and smile, they are still alive, it is the greatest kindness."
Hearing that Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, sighed and said, "It's a pity."
"It's a pity..." The fat man turned his head and looked at Jiang Cheng with a strange expression, not knowing what medicine he sold in the gourd.
He would not have thought that Jiang Cheng originally planned to take this opportunity to educate him, but the fat man's answer made him unable to fault, so he had to give up.
Just as they left, there was a singing voice behind them, the voice of the song was extremely sad, and it was engulfed by the wind, with an illusion of nothingness.
Even if it is performed in another language, it is still possible to hear the sorrow of the singing person, but it is another thing that makes everyone stop, and even suddenly opens their pupils.
They recognized the singing.
No, it's the tune of this song.
It was exactly the same as the music in the background of the wailing tiger's pain.
After only a few steamed buns, I easily heard the name of this song from the mouths of a few women-"Sakura Fall"
Regarding this song, there is also a backstory in them, saying that if you do something that you regret or hurt someone, then when the cherry blossoms are falling, you will compile a grass man by yourself. Then place the grass man under the cherry blossom tree.
After a rain, the cherry blossoms are gone. If the grass man also disappears, then it means that the gods have accepted your request.
The gods will give you the opportunity to make up for the mistakes you have committed, or remorse, of course, in a confusing dream.
As long as your heart is sincere enough, everything will become reality when the dream wakes up.
The person you once loved will change their minds and start over with you. The things you have done wrong will be compensated, and even... your loved ones who have died will reappear in front of you when they wake up and smile. I want to say hello to you, just as before.
But the woman also said that this **** is not so friendly, and his requests to humans are mostly with the mentality of a game of humanity.
If your performance in the dream can't satisfy him~www.mtlnovel.com~ or even annoy him, then he will keep you in the dream forever.
Accompany him to make atonement for what you have done.
What's more, he will even put on your clothes, dress up exactly like you, and then live as you, bewitching your relatives and friends.
After saying this, the woman also seemed to find these things more difficult to understand for the foreigners in front of her. At the same time, she was more worried that these people would think that they were spreading rumors and thus turn their faces and hurt herself, so she dryly bowed her head and added these. These are just legends, not to be taken seriously.
Probably...probably it can only be regarded as a certain kind of expectation of people.
Regrets are regrets. Only those that cannot be changed or made up can be regarded as regrets, and such things as gods can only exist in fairy tales.
In some respects, ghosts can also be counted as a kind of gods.
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