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in the room.

Han Yumeng had red eyes and was still sobbing softly, with a pitiful little appearance.

It was already twelve o'clock at noon, and it took more than an hour to comfort this little guy.

He Wenzhi would definitely not be comforted, he had never comforted a girl in his life.

Mainly relying on Han Yuluo, the talking urn, and their two grandmothers.

After a phone call, grandma comforted her softly, and at the same time told Han Yumeng of the past.

Because she was young at that time, Han Yuluo was already hooked, so Han Yumeng had no impression of this sister.

Grandma didn't want Han Yumeng to follow this path, after all, she had learned from Han Yuluo, so she never told Han Yumeng.

In the end, even if he came to live in Spring City with his father, her father never mentioned those things.

This also caused Han Yumeng to be in a situation where she didn't know anything so far, so she suddenly had an older sister, and she was still in the ashes box, which would put her half dead.

Han Yumeng, whose mood gradually stabilized, glanced at the ashes and then at He Wenzhi.

"This... is she really my sister?"

He askedzhi did not answer, Han Yuluo said: "Naturally it is true, I am your sister, can grandma still lie to you?"

Han Yumeng thought for a while, her mother died early, and her father didn't care much about her, and she was missing. Only grandma was the best to her.

Since grandma has said everything, that should be it.

So she asked weakly: "Then... then can I see you?"

She can barely believe it now. Although she is still very afraid of ghosts in her heart, this ghost is her sister after all, and she is still a little curious.

Han Yuluo said: "It's daytime, I can't get out, I can only wait for the night."

"That's it, then..." Han Yumeng nodded, suddenly as if thinking of something.

She looked at He suddenly and asked, "I used to have ghost cooking at home several times...Have you raised a ghost at home long ago?"

He Wenzhi nodded without concealing: "Yes, I have reminded you many times before, but you are afraid of doing that every time, and I can't help it." He spread his hands and shrugged.

Han Yumeng pouted, with a very aggrieved look.

"I'm afraid of ghosts, isn't that normal."

"It's all right." He Wenzhi scraped her nose: "I know it's because of something like that before, so you have a shadow in your heart."

"But..." followed him and said, "You can be afraid of other ghosts, you don't need the ghosts I bring! Because they are all good ghosts, they will not harm you, and even protect you. !"

"Protect me?" Han Yumeng was taken aback: "You mean... the ghost you raised at home a long time ago, is she protecting me?"

"Of course." He Wenzhi nodded: "The ghost that you encountered for the first time, she told me that you were sucked into your body, and then how to save you. Later, the house broke in again. She caught a ghost, and she also caught the ghost, which saved you!"

"Yes, that's it..." Han Yumeng was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

The next second, her little hand grabbed the corner of He Wenzhi's clothes and shook it gently.

"That... can I see her?"

He Wenzhi smiled faintly: "It's not impossible, but I have to ask her if she wants to see you."

"Oh..." Han Yumeng seemed a little lost.

He Wenzhi didn't say anything more, but took Han Yuluo's urn and opened the door of the middle room.

At this moment, a strong gloomy air instantly gushed out.

At this moment, the temperature in the living room dropped a few minutes.

Han Yumeng sitting in the chair was directly a jealous spirit, feeling as if he had been thrown into an ice cave, and his body almost froze.

She twisted her stiff neck and slowly looked into the middle room.

The curtains inside were tightly stretched to prevent sunlight.

A long table was placed in the innermost part, with a spirit card on it, impressively written with the words Huang Xiaoyan.

Below is a urn, and a little below is an incense burner, and on both sides are burning candles.

In the seemingly dark and gloomy room, only the wobbly candlelight was gently swinging.

"It turns out that he keeps ghosts in this room? No wonder he has always locked the door of this room to prevent me from entering." Han Yumeng thought to himself.

The black dog, who had been lying on his stomach before, couldn't help but stood up, and the hair on its back was frightened by the sudden oncoming yin.

Although I have always felt a ghost, when the door was opened, the keen black dog felt that the distance was only one door, like two worlds.

One is the cold underworld, and the other is the warm world.

It stared at He Wenzhi with a pair of dog eyes, eyes full of disbelief.

I asked why the raising of ghosts was just casually raised for fun, but it turned out to be a ghost with such a deep and heavy Yin Qi?

This is simply shocking the dog for a whole year!

He Wenzhi walked into the room normally, and Huang Xiaoyan's voice came out.

"You're back, did you buy the vegetables?" She didn't seem to care about the presence of a dog or a ghost in the house, but more concerned that He asked whether she agreed to buy the vegetables or not.

"Not yet." He Wenzhi shook his head: "Isn't it still broad daylight, I plan to wait until dark and take you to the supermarket to buy it."

"Take me with you?" Huang Xiaoyan was startled, and couldn't speak for a long time: "But I watched TV and said that there are many people in the supermarket. Wouldn't it be too good for you to take me with you..."

"What's wrong with this? If you are worried that it will affect others, you just stay in the ashes. Anyway, even then, you can see the outside world, right?"

"Well, I can see it."

"That's fine. I'll take you with you tonight. If you have anything you want to eat, just tell me in a low voice."

"Oh, good..." Huang Xiaoyan's voice was very small, but she didn't know why, there was such a hint of happiness in her heart.

This felt very strange and made her somewhat incomprehensible.

Maybe it's because of a friend's invitation?

After all, He askedzhi is her only friend!

At this moment, He Wenzhi blew the dust on the urn of Huang Xiaoyan, and at the same time put Han Yuluo's urn on the other side of the table.

At present, there is only this table in this room, so I can only put it here first.

Considering that more ghosts may be brought home in the future, it seems that it needs to be remodeled.

For example, change the wall of this room into a grid of shelves, so that many urns can be released individually.

Just when He Wenzhi was thinking about it~www.novelmt.com~Han Yuluo's ashes suddenly trembled, and then she heard a little trembling voice coming out of her weak and weak.

"Sister, sister..."

"Well, you too." Huang Xiaoyan replied in a flat voice, and then there was no more voice.

He Wenzhi smiled upon hearing the conversation between the two of them.

Although it was very brief, at least I said hello, I think I should be able to get along well.

Thinking in his heart, He Wenzhi lighted a few incense sticks for them, and then left the room.

Just when he just walked out, there was a faint sound in the room.

The two female ghosts even started talking like this, and they started with Huang Xiaoyan, who had been showing little concern before.

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