Exquisite Telepathic Lady

After confirming the identity of the seventh ghost, Xiao Mo Xin could not help but feel some sympathy.

If it were any other person's child, how could they have immersed themselves in the river for so many years without anyone paying attention to them?

"When you filled the river with soil, where did it come from?" Xiao Mo Xin asked once again. He wanted to know the reason why the children's souls were suppressed so that they couldn't be reborn.

"It's the dirt from the broken temple to the east of the city!" A thin man said, "That dilapidated temple has already been abandoned for many years. There is a mound of earth behind it, so we used it to fill up the river!"

Hearing that, Xiao Mo Xin could not help but sigh, it could only be said that it was heaven's will that was messing with her.

"Can't we use the soil there?" Noticing the change in her expression, another slightly shorter man asked nervously.

Xiao Mo Xin nodded his head: "Although the temple is abandoned, the joss stick that it endured is still there. Joss stick represents righteous Qi, which can suppress the Yin Qi of ghosts, making their souls unable to be reborn!"

When everyone heard this, their expressions collectively changed.

"Are you saying that we caused our children to be unable to be reborn after their deaths?" A woman in her thirties asked. At the same time, her tears fell like a kite with its string cut.

Xiao Mo Xin knew clearly that if he were to speak the truth, it would be equivalent to giving them another heavy blow.

"You don't have to worry too much. It's only a matter of time before the children are reincarnated!" Xiao Mo Xin comforted them casually, and then asked: "You all have something to say to the children, they can hear you!"

When everyone heard this, their faces turned ugly, but none of them showed any signs of fear. It was probably because they were once their children, even though they had turned into ghosts.

"Can you tell me now?" The slightly taller man asked uncertainly.

"Wait a minute!" Xiao Mo Xin raised his eyebrows, looked at the few black clothed men holding the torches: Wipe out the torches!

The black clothed man did not follow her orders to extinguish the torch, but turned to look at Yu Chi Ming, and asked him about his intention.

Yu Chi Ming looked at Xiao Mo Xin and nodded.

After the black-clothed man received the order, he quickly extinguished the torch.

For a moment, the small bridge that was bright as day was instantly covered in darkness.

"Little fellows!" Come out! " Xiao Mo Xin's voice sounded from within the darkness.

The next second, a gust of cold wind blew across the quiet little bridge, and seven souls emerged from under the bridge one after another.

"Big brother …" Weak cries came from their lips.

Xiao Mo Xin smiled: "Didn't you guys say yesterday that you missed your parents? Today, I've brought them here!"

"Where? "Where is …?" The voices rose and fell urgently.

Xiao Mo Xin raised his hand and pointed in the direction of their parents.

The seven ghosts looked over and blinked their eyes. Then, they all shook their heads.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Mo Xin asked suspiciously.

"It's not my parents …" Amongst the seven ghosts, the only girl cried out loudly.

Xiao Mo Xin looked at the six pairs of parents who were anxiously waiting at the side of the bridge.

It had been eight years since the children died, so their parents would naturally not be the same as they were back then.

Perhaps at that time, their parents were still very young. However, after being baptized by time, some traces of time would more or less appear on each of them.

However, the souls of children would not change with the passage of time.

"…" The little girl lowered her head and did not say anything, only tears were flowing down her face.

Xiao Mo Xin lifted his hand and stroked her head: "Your parents and you now belong to two different worlds. In your world, there is no change brought about by the passing of time.

The little girl raised her eyes as if she understood something, and looked in the direction of her parents.

Xiao Mo Xin followed her gaze and looked over, asking: "Which one of you is the little girl's parents?"

"Us!" A middle-aged couple walked among the crowd and asked excitedly, "We are Niuniu's parents, is Niuniu here?"

Xiao Mo Xin nodded, "Come over!"

The middle-aged couple quickly walked forward and asked again, "Where's Niu Niu?" Where's Niuniu? "

"She is now a ghost. You can't see her, but she can hear what you say, and she can also see you!" Xiao Mo Xin stood up and gave his seat to them.

Disappointment vaguely flashed within the eyes of the middle-aged couple.

Originally, they had thought that they would be able to see him even if they couldn't touch him. However, they had never imagined that they would be unable to meet again.

The little girl who was called Niu Niu looked at her somewhat familiar yet strange parents. Her big eyes were filled with apprehension and expectation.

Xiao Mo Xin once again touched her head: "Your parents definitely know a lot about the things that happened when you were young. Let them tell you, okay?"

"..." "Alright!"

Receiving her response, Xiao Mo Xin chatted with the middle-aged couple for a while before leading the other six ghosts to the front of the other five couples.

"The children are right in front of you. Each of you call out your own child's name and they will float to you!" "They have separated from you for too long, to the point where I can't even remember your appearances; therefore, all of you speak a bit more about what happened when they were young, and try to pull in the relationship between them!"

"Alright!" Everyone hurriedly called out the names of their children.

Not long later, the six ghosts that had gathered together all flew towards their parents, leaving behind only one ghost with its head lowered.

Xiao Mo Xin walked forward as her fingertips brushed his cheek: "What's your name?"

"Splendid!" Grandmother called me Razorback … " As the little guy finished his sentence, his head drooped lower and lower, and his muffled voice came from his chest, "... After the death of Grandmother, everyone called me the wild child! "

After Xiao Mo Xin heard this, a trace of pity flashed past his eyes: "Then have you ever seen your parents before?"

The little guy shook his head and bit his lower lip, "Grandmother said that Father and Mother went far, far away and will never be able to come back!"

"Do you want to see them?" Xiao Mo Xin patiently and patiently.

The little guy gently nodded his head. "... "Yes!"

"Then I'll send you to see them, okay?"

The little guy raised his eyelids, and stared at Xiao Mo Xin with some uncertainty: "Can I really see them?"