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The moment Lingling's words fell, I immediately looked in the direction she pointed. Sure enough, there was a figure passing through the forest.

I immediately became spirited, but at this moment, the sharp sounds of laughter, accompanied by the sound of the wind, continued to echo in the surroundings, stirring up the most primitive fear in the depths of one's heart.

Lingling's body slightly trembled, but she still resolutely looked on. As for me, I gritted my teeth, and directly charged forward.

I temporarily ignored the waves of voices, as though they weren't affecting me at the moment. I dashed towards the direction of the figure.

When I passed the spot where I had seen the shadow, I was surprised to find that there was a scarecrow nailed to the tree where the shadow was hiding.

Was this a coincidence?

If there wasn't blood flowing out from the scarecrows, I could understand that it was a prank. However, the blood was actually flowing out from the scarecrows …

I brought Lingling and chased after him. The figure in front of us was very fast, shuttling through the forest.

That back figure was extremely familiar. I slightly frowned. It was precisely because of this familiar feeling that I stubbornly followed him, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Perhaps all of this was caused by this figure, following closely behind … Follow...

I don't know how long I ran behind him, or when, but all the laughter around me disappeared.

Just when I was following the figure in front of me, another figure suddenly appears from another direction.

My heart shuddered as two figures came from two different directions. However, they were heading in the same direction.

As for the figure of the person coming from the other direction, I was even more familiar with him. He was dressed in colorful clothes with short hair, and from the view of his back, it seemed a little bizarre …

However, that back was too familiar. Not to mention the close distance, even if it was just a little bit further, I would still recognize it!

It was clearly the back of an adoptive father!

Looking at the back of the figure, I couldn't help but hasten my footsteps. At this moment, my adoptive father suddenly turns his head around.

His face was not as white as it was when he died. Although it was somewhat pale, it was still considered normal.

It was just that the surroundings had become a bit more ancient.

Or years of drinking. He was like that, but I hadn't really looked at his face for years.

After all these years, although he hated me, he truly did show mercy to me.

These days, in addition to considering the causal link between these recent events, I was also recalling my adoptive father's years.

This is the kindness that everyone in the village knows. Back then, when I was thrown into the cemetery, my foster father found me when he was working for free and brought me back.

It's not our village graveyard. I only know that it's a graveyard, but as for the specific graveyard, my foster father didn't really mention it.

If he didn't pick me up, I would have died a long time ago.

This was a life saving favor!

Also, since I was young, I was mocked by other children because I didn't have any parents. After becoming a Funerary Lady, I became a lowly person.

Hmm, it's him, it's him who hates me. Sometimes, I really don't know how to face this man.

The foster father turned around and looked at me. Suddenly, he smiled at me. Within his smile, there was a hint of the benevolence of a father …

This kind of smile can only be seen in the deepest parts of my memories and dreams …

Ever since Aunt Zhang died, when have I ever seen such a smile!

How many times I looked forward to it, how many times I tried, I just wanted this man to smile at me so that I could regain the feeling of my childhood.

Seeing such a smile, I suddenly understood that my feelings for my adoptive father all these years might not be a deep-seated hatred, but a kind of despair … Bone-deep despair...

My eyes seemed to be moist, but the moment my heart melted, I suddenly woke up.

Why did I see dead people here? Was foster father really the culprit behind digging graves? Why would he do that?

Thinking of this, I felt my body trembling. At this moment, the figure at the very start also turned around.

Liu Songxian!

No wonder the back looked so familiar, it was actually Liu Songxian!

He still had not recovered his Old Bull Village? What were they doing in the mountains?

Just as I was about to give chase, my foster father suddenly opened his mouth.

"Xiao Die, we can't chase anymore. If we continue, there will be no turning back.

"Just wait for me to come back and celebrate your birthday."

As soon as my foster father finished speaking, my body suddenly stopped... Can't... Did they go forward?

Glimmers danced in my eyes as I watched the two figures gradually disappear into the distance. My heart trembled and my mind was filled with questions.

Why? Why? Why!?

My heart was screaming, but at that moment, I suddenly heard a voice in my ear.

"Elder sister? Elder sister? What's the matter with you? "

After hearing that voice, it was as though I suddenly woke up from my stupor. When I came back to my senses, tears were still flowing down from the corners of my eyes. However, my surroundings seemed to have quietened down …

The two figures in front of him disappeared as well …

This scene caused me to be slightly dazed, as though I was in a fantasy. At this moment, even I was unable to tell what was real and what was fake?

Did I really see my foster father? And Liu Songxian, did I really see him?

He couldn't go any further. If he went any further, there would be no turning back …

It seems like my foster father was reminding me. However, thinking about the smile his foster father gave me, I couldn't help but shake my head. It must be an illusion …

My foster father never smiled at me when he was alive. How could he see such a smile now?

Seeing Lingling staring at me, she had a terrified expression, as if she would never come back.

"Lingling, what happened to me just now? You were scared like this? "

Lingling let out a long breath, her cute face carrying a bit of seriousness:

"Elder sister, you lost your mind just now."

Lingling was young, but Liu Songxian did his work for free, and Lingling came in contact with him often.

Therefore, Lingling naturally had some understanding of the matters regarding the ghosts of the mountain villages.

The so-called soulless children, to put it bluntly, were like the common type of children who lost their souls.

However, a person who lost their soul would usually be frightened to the point where their soul left their body. A person who originally had three souls and seven souls would not be scared to the point where they would leave their body, but a portion of them.

If a person's soul was completely separated from their body, that meant that the person was already dead.

While chasing something, a portion of one's soul would flee while the body would not move.

In the dream, it was actually a type of wandering soul. Although its body didn't move, its thoughts moved, causing its soul to move as well.

Soulcatcher was originally something harmless, but in such a deep mountain, it was hard to say. It could be that his soul had been lured away by something.

That's why Lingling was so flustered, while I felt a sense of sureness.

Could it be that his soul had left his body … I frowned slightly. The Liu Songxian I saw should be a real living person, as for his adoptive father …

I'm not sure if I actually saw it, but I can't get over the words I just said and that expression on my face.

If a person can protect you until they die, it means that you are very important to that person. How can you be hurt while you are still alive?

When I saw my foster father and Liu Songxian just now, I suddenly had a bad premonition.

I had always felt a sense of familiarity with Liu Songxian from the look in his eyes. Today, I finally remembered that on the day of Second Uncle Li's funeral, my foster father asked me to accompany Second Uncle Li as his Funerary Slave. At that time, my foster father's eyes were exactly the same as Liu Songxian's!

According to my speculations, by that time, my adoptive father would have been prepared or determined to die.

And Liu Songxian also had this kind of expression that day, could it be that …

I still can't read that look in her eyes. It's very complicated, without helplessness and a little calmness, but … There are more emotions, I don't understand, I don't understand...

My breathing became hurried. I didn't interact much with Liu Songxian, but Lingling seemed to like Liu Songxian a lot after all.

Lingling... Lingling...

My pupils contracted as I thought about what Lingling had said —

I feel so lonely, Uncle Liu is leaving us.