No way, whatever comes to mind?
There is no justice!
The fire in front of me was still beating. I looked at my adoptive father. He didn't seem to have any reaction. He was still folding the paper money and burning it seriously. I didn't notice anything unusual at all.
Good guy, are you just here for me?
There was a rustling sound behind me, accompanied by waves of coolness. I braved myself and looked back, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Oh my god!"
I saw a beautiful woman with exquisite facial features. She was wearing a short top and fitness pants that were popular in the 1990s. She had a big wave of hair and was looking at me and smiling.
I was thinking about who she could be, but she actually floated directly to me, immersed herself in picking up paper money and ashes on the ground and said: "It's great that you can see me and call me mom. Please call me a few more times." Listen!”
Let me go, this is actually a ghost.
I was just scared, okay, how can I call her mother?
My mother was scared to death when she gave birth to me. I didn’t know what she looked like, but I couldn’t accept a mother who loved money as much as her life.
"You say she is my mother, and she is my mother. What proof do you have?" I asked with disdain.
Her hand paused for a moment, as if she remembered something, but she didn't seem to remember anything: "Yes, how do you prove that I am your mother!"
God, this is still a retarded guy.
How can I prove that my mother is my mother?
I thought about it carefully and felt that what she said seemed right.
I really don’t know how to prove it. If she is a human being, we can do a DNA test, but if she is a ghost, how can we prove it?
"Um, why don't you tell me how you died?" I asked tentatively.
She seemed to be stuck in some kind of bad memory, the veins on her face began to be exposed, and blood began to ooze from the corners of her mouth. This look was far from the ladylike image she had just now.
After a while, she returned to her original appearance and smiled at me: "It scares you, I will be like this whenever I think of the past, but I really remembered that I gave birth to my daughter. I was scared to death. If my daughter were alive, she should be as old as you!"
Damn it, why does this look so much like my mother?
Could it really be my mother?
So I continued: "Then your daughter is so ugly, she even scared her own mother to death!"
After hearing what I said, she turned pale with anger and her eyes almost popped out of her sockets. She floated up to me and leaned close to my face and said: "My daughter is not ugly, she is very cute. She is Because...it's because..."
Because she didn't say anything for a long time, well, it's not her fault that she lost her memory.
Suddenly, she seemed to remember and said quickly: "When my daughter was born, there was a white snake wrapped around her body!"
I go.
It’s really my mother!
I never thought I could see my mother in my life, and my mood immediately improved a lot. Although she was already a ghost, it was better than having no mother at all. I said to her: "I have a white snake on my body. Others say I’m a freak, are you really my mother?”
"Let me take a look!" She said and came to pull my clothes. I didn't resist and just let her look.
After she saw the white snake on my body, she hugged me and cried non-stop: "My child, you are still alive, you are still alive, so good!"
I have always longed for a mother's arms, but I have never gotten one. Now that she is a ghost, she cannot give me the touch. I can't feel my mother's warmth, and can only be held by her numbly.
At this moment, a man's voice sounded next to him: "Once you get the money, leave quickly. Why are you hanging around here!"
'My mother' quickly wiped her tears and said, "Come right away, come right away!"
So she picked up the money she had just picked up and walked towards the man, gave him all the money, and said in a low voice: "Give me a few more minutes, I will give you all the money, I don't want a penny! Just a few minutes, let me I’ll finish my words!”
"Hurry up, or the door to hell will be closed! Don't blame me for not waiting for you then!" The male ghost glared at me, and then walked away.
Dare she be a ghost and not live a good life?
I couldn't help but begin to sympathize with her.
She turned around and floated towards me, continued to hug me and said: "Happy birthday, child, mom is leaving. You should live well by yourself. Don't be afraid of the snake, it doesn't dare to touch you!"
I was so moved that I was about to say something to her, but she suddenly pushed me away, with anger on her face: "You are not my daughter. You guys smell different. Tell me quickly, where is my daughter? What are you doing?" How is she?"
I used to say that people can fall out of love faster than a book, but I didn’t expect that ghosts are the same.
As a mother, she doesn’t even know where her daughter is. Ask me?
What's more, the circumstances she told about my birth were exactly the same. If I were not her daughter, then who else in the world would have such a big white snake birthmark on my body and have the same birthday as me?
Writing a book is not such a coincidence, right?
But she didn't give me a chance to say these words, and instead prepared to strangle me. I quickly ran towards my adoptive father, but my adoptive father was still burning paper, even his movements were the same as before.
I originally thought that my adoptive father's higher yang energy could drive away ghosts, but I didn't expect that he would be able to do it.
What should I do? I can't really be strangled to death by a female ghost. Then I'd be a bitter ghost too.
I could only dodge left and right, but she pressed closer and closer, and her whole face became extremely ferocious. I was almost caught by her claws several times.
"Can't you talk to me carefully if you have something to say? If you insist on making such a fuss, you won't be able to go back once the door to hell is closed. Do you want to be a lonely ghost?" I yelled at her while breathing heavily.
She was stunned for a moment and seemed to react, but after only two seconds, she flew over again: "Even if I am a lonely ghost, I want you to return my daughter!"
Still a persistent ghost.
what to do?
Just when I was at a loss, a burst of cold air came over me, and White Snake's demonic voice sounded again: "Who dares to act wild in front of me? Why don't you just get out of here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the female ghost scream and disappear immediately.
I have never been so moved by the appearance of White Snake. Although he is fierce every time, at least he has not killed me yet. This female ghost is here to kill me.
Then he appeared in front of me in white clothes with flying silver hair.
Not to mention, he is really good-looking when he is not a snake. This appearance is all about my aesthetics, and I can't help but swallow my saliva.
"I admit that I am very good-looking, but please don't look at me like this, okay? I'm not interested in you like this!" He said, found a tree to lean against, crossed his arms and looked at me.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in a snake either! If it weren't for the fact that you saved me, I wouldn't bother to care about you!" I know I'm a bit duplicitous, but we can't lose because of our momentum.
He was very casual. He jumped down and lay down on the tree trunk, mockingly saying: "You think I want to save you. If you die, it will be no good for me, so I won't bother to care about you!"
Well, I'm still useful to him.
As long as it's useful, it's better than being scared to death if it's useless.
I looked at my adoptive father, and he was still burning paper, as if there was endless paper to burn, but there was no paper around to burn.
It seemed that he hadn't woken up yet. I planned to shake him to wake him up, but the white snake suddenly took out something and shook it at me: "Look what this is!"
I looked up and saw, my dear, isn't that my peach-core bracelet? How did it end up there?
"Give it back to me. That was the gift Aya gave me! When did you get it?" I rushed towards him.
But at this time, a hand grabbed me, and I subconsciously shook it off, still wanting to run over.
But the adoptive father's voice came from behind: "Alian, what's wrong with you? Why are you running so late at night? Be careful not to fall into the river!"
I suddenly turned around and saw my adoptive father still holding a stack of unburned paper in his hand and looking at me in confusion.
I don’t know how to put it, but it’s quite evil. Why did it appear when there was no paper just now?
I looked at the white snake again, but there was still his shadow.
So he quickly raised his wrist and looked, and saw that the peach core pendant was really gone.
When my adoptive father saw that I had stopped, he threw the bit of paper in his hand into the fire and burned it. Then he walked towards me, looked at me and asked, "You have been absent-minded tonight, and you didn't say a word when I spoke to you. I only said a few words." To put it bluntly, let yourself serve snacks outside in the future, don’t be fooled by others, why are you running away!”
I......
How to explain this?
Did you say I just saw a ghost?
Is that ghost still my mother, who wants to strangle me in the end, or is it the white snake on her body that drives the ghost away?
Then I guess my adoptive father will take me to the temple to worship Buddha tomorrow.
So I had to open my eyes and tell lies: "Dad, didn't you say that I have grown up and you still don't let me have my own thoughts? I will have to go to school in half a month, so you can't let me stay with you at home. Are you going to live happily for a few days? It’s so annoying to hear that you have to talk about what you have and what you don’t have!”
"Okay, okay, it's dad's fault. I won't talk about it anymore. Let's study hard and become a great doctor in the future, one who can save lives and heal the wounded!" The adoptive father suddenly smiled happily, looking particularly kind in the light of the fire.
But I always feel uneasy in my heart. The white snake took away my peach core. Isn't he afraid of that thing? Why can it be taken away now?
When I got home, my adoptive father also prepared some of my favorite foods. It’s the same every year on my birthday. After burning the paper for my ancestors, I can have a good meal.
When I was a child, I had been looking forward to this day, but gradually because of that dream, I became afraid of these foods. After all, I would dream about snakes when I went to bed after eating.
But now I am eating desperately. I want my adoptive father to feel at ease. I also want to see White Snake quickly and get my peach core back.
"Eat slowly, why are you still choking when you were a kid?" My adoptive father said as he handed me a glass of water.
I took a big drink of water, finished the last piece of pastry, and said happily: "Dad, I'm going to bed then!"
"You kid, why are you still sleeping? Hey! Go, go!" After he finished speaking, he silently put away the tableware.
Looking at his back, I can feel his loneliness.
I have grown up, but he has grown old.
There was no time to think about it anymore. When I returned to the room, I quickly closed my eyes and went to sleep. Never had I been so eager to see the white snake.
The unchanging dream that I imagined did not come. Instead, my body was burning. I felt like I was being roasted on a fire. It was extremely uncomfortable.
My breathing became heavy, and there was an inexplicable discomfort in my body. I huddled in front of the wall, and I couldn't help but think of White Snake's handsome face.
Damn it, what the hell is going on?
I wanted to get up and drink some cold water to wake up, but as soon as I turned over, I fell into a hug, and what greeted me was a pair of dark eyes and a flowery smiling face...
