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Chapter 593 Dusty Memories? Ghost Nursery Rhymes (Part 2)

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    After hearing this, my heart sank.  It was obvious that Xiao Man was talking about Tang Xin.  Is Tang Xin going to be taken away by ghost messengers?

    When I think of this, I can't help feeling heavy in my heart.

    I suddenly remembered the three people who died inexplicably, so I asked Wu Dan how to explain the death of those three people?

    Wu Dan thought for a while, and said: "It should be the confusing substance emitted by the aroma of the forbidden woman's bones, which made the three of them fall asleep, but the ambulance is a relatively sealed space. Sleeping for a long time is equivalent to shock for a certain period of time.  I can't wake up."

    At this time, Xiaoman sang the ghost nursery rhyme again just like the recording playback.

    I was so horrified that even Xiaoman's mother couldn't help shouting: "Xiaoman! Where did you hear these things? What are you singing about?!"

    Xiaoman was frightened by her mother's roar, and immediately curled her lips to cry.  I quickly smiled and said, "Okay, Xiao Man, don't sing in the future. And if you see that aunt who teaches you to sing, just ignore it, she's a bad person."

    Only then did Xiao Man nod aggrievedly: "Ji Island."

    I rubbed her soft hair and said with a smile: "Okay, what do you want to have for lunch?"

    When Xiaoman heard that he was eating, he immediately burst into a smile, and shouted loudly: "Pancakes, fruits and rice crackers!!"

    Damn it!  I said speechlessly: "Xiao Man, we have to follow the route of a goddess, and don't learn from the wretched uncle."

    Xiaoman nodded half-understanding: "Yeah. But Su Xiaoman likes to eat."

    I was about to laugh at her, but I saw Wu Dan sitting alone smoking a cigarette, silent.

    I put Xiao Man down, walked to Wu Dan, and whispered: "Master, is there something you didn't tell me?"

    Wu Dan smiled: "No, you know everything about me."

    I looked at him suspiciously: "No, why do I feel that you are hiding something from me."

    Wu Dan asked, "What am I hiding?"

    I shook my head and said, "I don't know, I just have this feeling. Master, you won't lie to me at any time?"

    For some reason, that ghostly nursery rhyme always haunts me.

    Wu Dan glanced at me and asked, "Let me ask you, what are you worthy of being deceived by others? Money or something?"

    I was suddenly at a loss for words. Indeed, it is useless for people to lie to me.

    But the day after that, I was very depressed.  The nursery rhyme followed me like a shadow, making me feel the voice of this nursery rhyme from time to time.

    On this day, Wu Dan also became silent a lot, this kind of silence is very subtle, people can't tell why, but I always feel that something is wrong, or something has quietly changed.

    After the bookstore closed, Wu Dan closed the anti-theft door and said, "Let's go, what are you still doing?"

    I nodded and smiled, and after saying goodbye to Xiaoman and her mother, I walked around the intersection and turned to Wu Dan's house.

    Far away, I saw Wu Dan parked downstairs in the dormitory.

    He turned his back to me, and I couldn't see what he was doing, he seemed to be smoking, but he sat down again after smoking.  Wu Dan is a master with amazing hearing ability.  I didn't dare to get close, I just watched from a distance of tens of meters.

    In fact, even if it was tens of meters away, I could only hold my breath and look at him quietly.  Wu Dan really didn't seem to notice me at all this time, he just sat there and smoked silently, then suddenly got up and went upstairs.

    Just when I thought that Wu Dan might not come down again and was about to leave, I saw Wu Dan appearing at the door again, with an extra dozen Mingqian and incense candles in his hand.

    I was taken aback when I saw this, not knowing what Wu Dan meant by this move.  Who does he want to burn paper for?

    At this moment, I saw him turn around to the back of the community with Mingqian in hand.  I also followed closely, silently following behind Wu Dan, but tiptoeing so as not to be heard by him.

    I followed Wu Dan out of the back door and hid. Seeing Wu Dan crossing the road to the opposite side, I stood still by the side of the road and put the pile of things in my hand under my feet.

    I saw Wu Dan take out a bottle of white wine from the bag, sprinkle it on the ground in a circle, then put Mingqian in the circle and light it.

    I saw a few words scrawled on the paper money, which seemed to be the name of the "person" who received the money.

    I looked at it carefully, but the characters were too small to read clearly.

    At this time, I saw Wu Dan lit the paper money and started singing that ghost nursery rhyme.

    "The door of hell is open in the middle of July

    ? Paper maker making ghost rice

    Ghosts can't chew and cry

    spit out a taboo fairynbsp; "I'm so miserable." I said in surprise, "But I've never heard Master mention it."

    Fang Liang smiled wryly and said, "Why do you bring this up? Something happened, and the result is the same. What else can I do?"

    "But I've been listening to this nursery rhyme recently, can you help me find out where the nursery rhyme came from?" I asked.

    Fang Liang said: "It's hard for me to find out, after all, it belongs to the old world. But I can take you back to your childhood, look at your past from the Sansheng Stone, and find out where this nursery rhyme came from. But  Is this thing that important?"

    I pondered for a while and said: "Important. I suspect that nursery rhymes are warnings or reminders to me. But I can't think of what to remind or what to warn. That's why I asked you. I feel that there are many crises these days, and I'm afraid  There is an accident, can you help to investigate tonight?"

    "I can take you to see it, but I can only help you trace back to your childhood memories. After that, you can figure it out yourself." Fang Liang said.

    I nodded in agreement, and he asked me to close my eyes and recite the Soul-Living Mantra, and then dragged my soul to the underworld.

    After opening my eyes, I saw the yin and yang road that the two of us had already walked on.

    The familiar path, the familiar Sansheng stone.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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