146: 146 Sin Fate

146 Sin Fate

Huang San day after day, year after year, she couldn't dig out Chunhua's corpse.

I stood in front of the Spring Flower Tomb, feeling the change of the seasons.

I wasn't feeling cold or hot. I could n' t feel anything.

He just stared blankly at Huang San. After a few years... .

He no longer appeared until I thought that there was only so much I should have seen.

When he appeared again, he appeared in front of Spring Flower's grave.

He set up a tombstone, but not long after the tombstone was set up, a strange phenomenon also appeared.

The stone tombstone turned into dust like a piece of earth...

I have never seen such a phenomenon before.

He still didn't give up...

But after a while, Huang San never appeared again.

The changes in the village were getting bigger and bigger. Ever since Spring Flower died, strange phenomena had appeared in the village.

Some people became insane, while others died as if they had fallen into evil.

Wang Jia Zhuang people would enter the ancestral hall for funeral after they died.

When I stood here and looked at the Huang San, I always heard their trumpets.

One after another...

Later, there were fewer people in the village and fewer people walked around.

Many more people started moving away.

There were also people who thought that it was Chun Hua who was acting weird after she died. When she reached her grave, she couldn't pile up any dirt.

The first day was piled up and the next day became flat again.

Actually, what I saw wasn't the strange phenomenon that I had turned into. Instead, I Huang San shoveled the dirt on top of it.

After the villagers set up the stele, they were also dug up by the Huang San.

I finally understood what the villagers were saying... .

Why did Spring Flower get a pot of oil and why did the villagers pile up a pile of dirt and stand up to the tombstone?

Only Huang San could not!

When I woke up again, I was still at home.

But my bedroom turned red again.

Even though I had seen it once, when I woke up again and saw it again, my heart would still be frightened.

I don't know where Rong Ci went. The pain I felt before I fell asleep last night made me very uneasy.

Without seeing Rong Ci, I got out of bed and went to the living room.

Uncle didn't come over to cook for me, so I had to cook some food myself.

To be honest, after a while, my uncle's skills had made my mouth dirty.

After eating some noodles, I felt that it was tasteless. When I saw the red color in the bedroom, I felt upset.

After breakfast, I went out.

He was going to a place... .

There was no direct bus. I called a taxi and went there.

It would take several hours to drive over!

He didn't feel distressed after spending more than a hundred yuan.

I just wanted to see if that place was there.

Wang Jia Zhuang I did hear it, I didn't remember it in my dream because this was the place Zhao Feng brought me.

That was the Warlock Huang Xian'er, the root of the Huang San, where his hometown was.

The reason why he went to the ancestral hall was probably something he wanted to do but couldn't do in his entire life.

I arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall and saw the old man.

In front of Chunhua's grave, the old man was burning paper money. I looked at her curiously and wanted to speak, but I was worried about scaring the old man.

After hesitating for a while, I coughed lightly.

The old man slowly turned to look at me and smiled at her.

The old man nodded. Then, I squatted beside her and took some paper money and threw it into the fire.

"Then my mother has also received a favor."

When I heard the old man say this, I looked at her in surprise.

She continued," When my mother was here, she always told me that if I didn't have anything to eat, I would n' t be able to survive that year."

Spring Flower was a bitter life. When she was 13 years old, her mother left and never returned.

His father was a sick child again. After his mother left, he had no room to maneuver.

Then...

She still had a grandmother. She was already old and had passed by when she was fifteen.

The Spring Flower I saw was exactly the same age when she was sixteen.

Chunhua's family planted land. She was a girl, and she did more work than her family.

I heard the old man say that year, her mother was the same age as Chunhua.

There wasn't a single harvest for the disaster. Her mother, brother, and sister had more than two.

He couldn't eat the rest.

Chunhua's house had food, so she sent a lot from house to house.

After that month, the heavens rewarded him with a meal and it rained heavily for several days. 2

As the old man spoke, he sighed again. "But it's just such a good girl, yet she's got a pot of oil."

When I heard this, I nodded slightly. "Yeah, she won't be that big! "Logically speaking, we should be just like normal people. We should get married and have a family."

Even in my dream, I still remember.

Because of my arrival, Spring Flower felt like she had a companion. She was always holding my hand while sleeping.

The old man glanced at me but did not ask how I knew. She struggled to stand up and picked up the basket and left.

However, before I left, I heard her uttering the word "evil fate ".

Who said no!

Huang San and Chunhua were evil friends!

Huang San's fate was n' t good. The Huang Xian in the village had been passed down from Huang San generation to generation.

At that time, Huang Xian was the biggest in the village. Huang Xian's words were just like the truth.

Huang San Ancestor told his fortune, but he couldn't live for thirty.

Thus, he thought of a way to break this life form. He could only use the forbidden technique to find a good life form and replace Huang San.

Chunhua was the only one in the village.

In the end, good people did not end well.

Chunhua could forgive the other people in the village, but she would never forgive the Huang family or Huang San.

I sat in front of the grave for a long time until it was windy and windy.

The paper money in front of the tomb was blown into my eyes. I rubbed my eyes and saw Spring Flower.

Spring Flower was like when she was alive, tied with two ponytails.

I looked at her and she smiled at me." Smile..."

I stood up and patted the dust on my butt and agreed.

Spring Flower didn't forgive Huang San before, that was the past.

Since she came looking for me, it meant that she had already thought about it and wanted to leave.

Chunhua held my hand and said to me. "Smile, help me!"

I nodded." I will!"

Chun Hua said that she actually wanted to leave a long time ago. Huang San was already dead. He should have followed her.

It wasn't Spring Flower that could n' t be released, it was Huang San.

Huang San all these years of evil, she had seen everything and was anxious.

Chunhua couldn't leave, and Huang San did n' t let her leave. She tried her best to make her live.

The knot on my wrist was spring flower.

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