Then he looked at Zhang Xiaopang, his eyes closed and his head lowered, his hands on his knees, and his body began to tremble.
In fact, normally, you have to beat the drum for this thing, but there is no such condition here. Besides, in front of Mr. Liu, I can't ask Ma Yunfeng to sing again, otherwise all the secrets will be exposed.
Therefore, I just asked Zhuang Yuwei and the five guardian gods to come forward and force Huang Xiaoqin to get up directly.
Logically speaking, Zhang Xiaopang is an ordinary person and shouldn't have sex with him. This is somewhat damaging, because it is also not good for him.
But I estimate that even if I tell him that I want a ghost to take possession of him, he might happily agree for Mr. Liu's sake.
Who makes him like to flatter others?
At this time, Huang Xiaoqin got up and Zhang Xiaopang started to tremble all over. However, this also requires a process, just like uploading a file, there must be a progress bar.
Mr. Liu and Sister Huang were both dumbfounded and did not dare to say a word. They stared at each other and even held their breath involuntarily.
I looked at the time, then looked at Xiaopang Zhang, and saw that he was shivering more and more violently, and he began to cry out from his mouth.
Although the cry still sounded like Zhang Xiaopang's, it felt like she had changed into a woman.
And just now, he was sitting there with his legs crossed, and now his legs are also close together, with his head lowered and his hands holding his pants. He doesn't know whether he is nervous or afraid, just like a big girl's posture.
I coughed lightly, looked at Mr. Liu and Sister Huang, and winked.
"coming."
The faces of the two people changed, and neither of them dared to say a word. They sat cautiously opposite each other, looking as if they were ready to get up and run away at any moment.
Seeing them like this, I guess the matter of communicating with Huang Xiaoqin will fall on me again.
I looked at Zhang Xiaopang helplessly and asked, "Are you Huang Xiaoqin?"
I saw Zhang Xiaopang trembling all over, crying and tremblingly saying: "Yes...yes..."
I turned to look at Mr. Liu and Sister Huang, and nodded to them, which meant to tell them that people had been invited.
Mr. Liu looked nervous, and Sister Huang clenched her hands tightly without blinking, her eyes full of shock.
But none of them dared to say anything, so they still let me speak.
I had no choice but to continue asking: "Since you are Huang Xiaoqin, you are not an outsider. Let me tell you on their behalf that I will give you some money, give you salvation, and send you to an early death, okay?"
I was also afraid of irritating her, so my tone was quite gentle, but after I finished speaking, Zhang Xiaopang didn't speak, and was still sobbing softly.
So I asked two more questions in succession, but they still remained silent and ignored me.
I thought about it for a while and then said to her: "In this case, let me ask your sister to say a few words to you. She has been thinking about you very much these years..."
As I said that, I looked at Sister Huang. She saw me pushing her out. Although she was nervous and apprehensive, she still moved forward cautiously.
"You...are you really Xiaoqin? I am your sister..."
I guess this was the first time in so many years that she had encountered this situation. She was trembling when she spoke, but Zhang Xiaopang ignored her and continued to cry.
Sister Huang also became emotional at this time and shed tears.
"I'm sorry, sister, for not taking good care of you. I've been blaming myself all these years. Can you forgive my sister and brother-in-law?"
Mr. Liu next to him also spoke at this time.
"Yeah, if there's anything we can do to help you, just say it."
Zhang Xiaopang sat there, still saying nothing, crying and having mucus coming out. He flicked his hand and wiped Mr. Liu's sofa.
I really can't stand it anymore. This Huang Xiaoqin, no wonder he didn't dare to call 119 when he was on fire. This is too rude. If you have something to say, why are you holding it back?
So I didn't get used to it and said directly: "Let me remind you, you still have five minutes. If you still don't speak after the time, you will be forced to get off the plane. I hope you cherish this only opportunity."
In the end, my words worked. Zhang Xiaopang's crying stopped quickly, and then he said something meaningless.
"I don't want money, give me my face!"
Oops, this is the first time I’ve heard of such a request after so many years of giving away.
It’s okay to give money and clothes, but how about giving face?
But after thinking about it for a while, I realized that Huang Xiaoqin was burned by the fire and was beyond recognition. Which girl doesn't love beauty, so she may have this obsession.
Thinking about the face she showed me in the underground garage, it was indeed quite horrific.
This request also directly confused Sister Huang and Mr. Liu, and they both turned to look at me.
I smacked my teeth and said, "Okay, no problem, I'll meet your request. Besides this, what else is there?"
Zhang Xiaopang sobbed softly and said, "I want to get married and have children!"
This is a reasonable obsession. Many ghosts who died without getting married mostly have this wish.
I nodded: "Okay, I promise you this, I will give you a good husband, and I will give you a big fat boy, what else?"
Zhang Xiaopang hesitated for a moment and said, "I want cosmetics, lipstick, high heels, and a house."
She quite likes beauty, so I smiled and said, "Okay, okay, these are all easy to say. If you want anything else, just say it in one breath."
Zhang Xiaopang thought for a while and said, "No more."
Sister Huang answered from the side: "Xiaoqin, don't you have anything to say to me?"
Zhang Xiaopang lowered his head again and even turned away, looking angry and refusing to talk to Sister Huang.
I sighed and waved my hand to Sister Huang, telling her not to ask.
Because some ghosts are like this. If you expect them to communicate with you like normal people, it is impossible. She has nothing else on her mind except the resentment in her heart.
It seems that Huang Xiaoqin really hates them.
So I said: "Huang Xiaoqin, the time has come. Since you are unwilling to talk to your family, it means that your fate has ended. You are not allowed to cause trouble again in the future. You must remember that a person's destiny and lifespan are determined by God." , you will die as many times as you want, all this is caused by cause and effect, you can't blame anyone, besides, if you don't run away from the fire, don't call the police in time, and still think about packing your things, this is your own mistake. , It has nothing to do with others. As the saying goes, dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust, the living will be at peace, and the dead will be free from suffering. Let’s go, let’s go.”
After saying that, I cupped my fists and bowed three times to Zhang Xiaopang.
Zhang Xiaopang lowered his head, sobbed a few more times, then sighed and stopped moving.
This sigh, sad and resentful, contains infinite nostalgia for life and reluctance to let go of the past.
I stepped forward and reached out and patted Little Fatty Zhang's head a few times, and fumbled with his hair a few times.
"Feel the fur, it won't scare you, just wake up."
