162: 162 Died in grievance

162 Died in grievance

Besides, Zhang An was already dead.

I don't know when Zhang An died.

Xiang Ling nodded when she heard what I said." I'm willing!"

When she said this, her attitude was very firm.

I couldn't help but sigh. Actually, if it was me, I might have gotten married two years later.

Or if he didn't get married, he would let it go.

As for whether he believed that Zhang Huai had killed someone, it was not clear.

People were different. I thought differently from Xiang Ling when I changed positions.

Perhaps I didn't have that strong love, so I was more rational. Under the impulse, the resentment in my heart rushed out.

Even if you wanted to suppress it, it was because of this unwillingness that caused you to be impulsive.

People were called people when they were kind.

Once the evil thoughts in his heart occupied his mind, it would be called evil spirits.

Xiang Ling wanted to see Zhang Huai. As a witness, I would definitely become the media.

The only thing they wanted to prove their marriage was a medium to witness their proof of each other.

It was no longer what the secular world needed. What a grand wedding.

In the end, I agreed, even though Rong Ci had said before that I shouldn't become the media.

Becoming a media player was too much for me.

It was time for Xiang Ling to get out of the car.

I followed her out of the car.

Xiang Ling said that she had parents at home. I thought her parents were still alive.

After going up the grave mountain, there was a room at the foot of the other side of the mountain.

The room was a stone house, and there was a bed in the room. It was not an exaggeration to describe house full of disciples.

The girl was alone. She had to say that she was bold.

"Sit down first. I'll pour you some water."

Xiang Ling walked out of the room and poured a bowl of water into the kitchen next door.

There were four graves in front of the house, without a monument.

The grave was also filled with weeds. San Sheng was placed in front of the grave, and one could see that there were always people worshipping him.

When she saw me looking at the grave outside the door, Xiang Ling said to me," That's my father-in-law and parents. Not long after Zhang Huai was captured, she died in the police station."

"Eunuch and mother-in-law are already old. They passed away in less than half a year."

"My parents aren't in good health, so they blame me."

Xiang Ling said that she ignored her parents' objections and waited for two or three years. Her parents were worried about her.

Eight years ago, when something happened to her Zhang Huai, her parents moved over from the Ten Mile Plain. Later Zhang Huai her parents passed away, she invited someone to bury them in this grave mountain.

When I heard that it was the Ten Mile Grounds, I suddenly asked," Are you from the Ten Mile Grounds?"

"It's from the Ten Mile Park. Zhang Huai I moved over after something happened."

Xiang Ling's eyes turned red when she mentioned this. She wriggled her lips and continued speaking. "It's said that good people do good, but I have n' t seen good people do good."

"What do you mean, people are alive?"

I couldn't answer her. What was he trying to do?

Some people said that a person's life was a slow process towards death from birth.

Some were over ten years, decades, or even hundreds of years.

In my opinion, a person was like a grass. When it germinated and grew, one day it would wither.

Thus, the process of reincarnating, being born again, and withering again.

Every life had its meaning and its own story. Even if it was a weed growing in the cracks of a stone, it would still undergo a year-round change.

It was the same for people. They had lived for tens of years and hundreds of years. There were too many things they wanted to do. They probably lived with regret, regret, pain, and sweetness. That was what life was called!

Eight years ago, something strange happened.

I asked Xiang Ling if she knew about this strange matter. She knew it.

It happened not long after Zhang Huai died.

That night, a lot of people died in ten li ping.

"Zhang Huai was wronged. The villagers believed in their lives and said that Zhang Huai was a terrible fate. Killing someone would harm the villagers."

"Later on, he went to the police station with a book."

Xiang Ling started to get excited when she said this. "Zhang Huai thought that if I wanted to live, I would be forced to die by them."

Xiang Ling said that eight years ago, Zhang Huai was suspected of murder.

The old fairy in the village said that Zhang Huai was killing her life. If she harmed someone, the victim would definitely not be peaceful.

The victim didn't feel peaceful, but he might not find the village.

Besides, Zhang Huai did not kill anyone.

The villagers were afraid that there would be ghosts in the village, so they all let Zhang Huai kill and pay for their lives.

Zhang Huai was forced to die in the police station. Even the body had not been buried.

The next day Zhang Huai died, something strange happened in the village. Many people were crazy and infatuated.

At the 8-Li-Square place, a ten-mile plateau collapsed.

Xiang Ling said that with a bitter smile on her face," They all deserve to die. Even if they suffer retribution, they still think that Zhang Huai will not be able to survive after death."

"Zhang Huai's body was also placed in the ancestral hall. It's not safe to enter the earth."

After I heard what she said, I was secretly shocked. 2

In that case, the old fairy had something to do with this?

However, judging from my contact with the old immortal aunt, she wasn't such a talented person.

I felt that I should go find the old immortal aunt.

I didn't agree to Xiang Ling's request to help her.

Zhang Huai he had died with injustice back then, whether or not he had any grievances, let alone for now.

I had to figure out whether this was true or not. In reality, what I should help was not Xiang Ling, but Zhang Huai.

At night, I stayed at Xiang Ling's house.

Xiang Ling and I squeezed into a bed. Her body was a little thin and her body was cold.

She slept back to back with me, which reminded me of the same feeling that night when I was staying at the old fairy's house.

This feeling made my hair stand on end.

But I was sure that Xiang Ling was Living.

However, this feeling was too familiar. Why did Xiang Ling appear at the old fairy's house?

Thinking about it, he felt a little strange.

Fortunately, nothing happened at night. Xiang Ling got up early and made noodles and placed them on the table.

When I got up, she was burning paper money outside the door.

After I finished eating the noodles, I decided to leave.

Xiang Ling didn't keep me or ask me when she would come to see her again.

It was as if even if I left, she would not have to worry about not finding me.

After going down the mountain, I took a car and went to the Ten Mile Plain. When I reached the main road, I got off the car. I wanted to find Old Fairy.

When I arrived at the ancestral hall, the old immortal aunt was not at home. I went to the back mountain to find someone.

After looking around, he didn't see anyone.

When I saw that I couldn't find anyone, I could n' t help but frown. I was just feeling strange.

When I turned around, I was shocked when I saw the person behind me.

The one who appeared behind me was the old immortal aunt.

The old fairy glanced at me and said," I won't help you with this."

When I heard this, I raised my eyebrows slightly." I know you won't help, but at least you have to tell me about Zhang Huai."

"Yu Qingyu, you should tell me about what happened back then."

If she hadn't said that back then, Zhang Huai might not have died.

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