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The filming on the boat soon ended, and the director ordered the actors to get off the boat in preparation for other excursions.

Ever since Dugu Ling had boarded the ship, she hadn't seen that water ghost. She wanted to confirm whether or not Dugu Ling was her protector, so he deliberately walked behind him alone. However, because she was afraid, one of her feet fell outside while the other foot rested on the boat.

Dugu Ling and Shi Jiayin had a large number of scenes to film, and the moment they got off the boat, they were pulled away by an outdoor car.

All the staff had left with Dugu Ling, leaving only Bai Xiaobai to wait for Yao Xiaoyan.

"Yan Yan Yan, what are you doing? There will be no more cars for a while! " Bai Xiaobai called out to Yao Xiaoyan.

She frowned and was about to give up when the boat beneath her suddenly moved. She jumped out of the boat with a start, but before she could take two steps, her ankle was grabbed from behind.

Yao Xiaoyan scrambled onto the shore. When she turned around, she saw the female ghost. However, the female ghost seemed to have lost a lot of her resentment. Her two hands were covered with black nails and they were merely digging in vain.

Yao Xiaoyan's ears were filled with the ghost's mournful voice, "I want to go ashore to see my son. My son is still waiting for my soup, I must see my son."

She heard the ghost's voice, "You are in very good health. To be able to revive me, I beg you, help me. If I die, my son will starve to death. He is only five years old, very pitiful."

The ghost lady extended her hand towards her, but for some reason, there seemed to be something pulling on the ghost lady's arm in the lake.

She watched as the ghost lady tried to break free from the surface of the lake, but was pulled back again and again. On the rocks by the shore, there was only black mud and the ghost lady's shrill cries.

"I want to go back and see my son. I want to go back and see my son!" The ghost girl's nails sunk into the mud on the shore. She climbed up bit by bit, but she just couldn't crawl out.

Yao Xiaoyan stood at the edge of the lake, staring blankly at the scene. She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt an ache in her heart.

"Yan Yan, what's wrong?" Seeing Yao Xiaoyan scrambling up from the boat to the shore, Bai Xiaobai immediately ran over to ask.

Yao Xiaoyan shook her head. She was really envious of Bai Xiaobai. That ghost girl was crying like that in front of them, but Bai Xiaobai could not feel her mournfulness at all.

Yao Xiaoyan wished that she could one day lead a normal life.

Just as she was about to leave with Bai Xiaobai, she suddenly caught sight of the old lady from yesterday. She was accompanied by a man in his thirties, who was holding a package of yellow paper and holding onto a five-year-old boy. The boy seemed to have a cold and was sniffing the air while holding a bottle of cola in his arms.

"Burn some paper so your mother won't be so cold." The old woman stopped not far away, pointed at the lake and said, "Your mother died 30 years ago before being fished out, what a injustice."

The man cried and knelt down, kowtowing to the lake.

Yao Xiaoyan was about to go over and ask when she suddenly saw the ghost girl standing in front of the man. She stared at the boy and extended her skinny arms towards him. "Army, you came to visit your mother. I missed you so much!"

The five or six-year-old child suddenly cried out as he looked in the direction of the ghost girl. He tugged at the corner of the man's clothes and shouted, "Dad, Grandma!"

The man was stunned. He lifted his head and pulled the child into his embrace. Then he looked in the direction the child was pointing, but he couldn't see anything.

Your mother has been dead for thirty years, but she hasn't stopped at all. She's definitely worried about you, so hurry up and tell your mother that you've grown up and don't need her to take care of you. The old woman quickly clasped her hands and reminded the man.

However, the ghost girl couldn't seem to hear the man's voice. She only stared at the little boy. She crawled closer and closer to him, scaring the boy into hiding in the man's arms.

"That's not your army. Your army has grown up. You've been dead for thirty years." Yao Xiao Yan suddenly stepped forward, placing herself in front of the little boy and shouted at the ghost girl.

The ghost lady suddenly opened her eyes wide, black mud mixed with blood flowed out from her eyes. Her eyeballs rolled twice, and she slowly turned into a woman in her thirties. She wore a short hair, and her figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

"Mother!" Bai Xiaobai also saw the ghost girl, and she immediately fainted on the lakeshore.

Yao Xiaoyan did not care about Bai Xiaobai and pulled the man in front of the ghost girl, "Look carefully, this is your son. Your son has already grown up and does not need you to take care of him." And how many people did you kill in order to meet your son? How many people in the entire village have been harmed by you? "

The moment the man called Liu Jun saw the woman, all the memories that were deeply hidden in his mind surged forth.

He remembered that his father had been beaten to death, and his mother had dragged him around the village asking for food. Those men loved to bully his mother even though he was a widowed child, but his mother just gritted her teeth and dragged him along, day after day, until he had a fever and a craving for fish soup. She insisted on letting his mother catch fish for him, but his mother had fallen into an ice hole in order to catch fish.

For thirty years, no body was found until this morning when someone fished her out of the lake.

The villagers all said that her body was evil, and now that he thought about it, these thirty years, the lake was not peaceful at all, and they all said that it was his mother who was causing all this trouble, so he invited the divine grandma of the village to pay her respects. He never thought that he would actually see his mother's ghost.

"Mother, I am a soldier. I have let you down." Liu Jun knelt on the ground and kowtowed towards the ghost lady. "Mother, if I didn't crave for the fish soup and forced you to catch fish in the winter, you wouldn't have died. Mother, I deserve to die, I deserve to die."

Liu Jun's head hit the rocks on the lakeside, blood dripping down.

The ghost girl finally looked at Liu Jun. She opened her mouth and said in a low and hoarse voice that was extremely ear-piercing, "You are …" You're really a soldier... "You've grown up …"

Liu Jun stopped his kowtowing and said while crying, "Mother, I really am Liu Jun. I have grown up and this is my son. I even have a son …"

The ghost lady seemed to have understood immediately. She knelt on the lakeside and stared at the seven foot tall man in front of her in a daze. She muttered, "My son has grown up. Ol 'Three, our son has grown up. I've pulled him up. You won't blame me now, right?"

The ghost lady cried softly, blood flowing from her tears.