Yao Qianshu was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

He recalled how he had acknowledged Lin Wanwan as his younger sister in front of Madam Ye.

He bumped into Lin Chang'an while cursing.

"Why did you lie to me and say she was a ghost when she was there?"

“Brother Chang’an, she is your sister. How can you let her climb onto someone else’s grave? What if the grave owner gets angry?”

As he spoke.

Yao Qianshu steeled himself and ran to the nearby grave.

He knelt down with a thud.

He glanced at the blank stele and began to speak in a cryptic tone.

"Big brother, big sister, big aunt, big uncle, I'm so sorry, my sister didn't mean it. Please forgive her and don't hold it against her."

After he finished speaking, he kowtowed three times.

Then he ran to the hill and picked Lin Wanwan up.

"Wanwan, this is not a place for you. You should leave now."

Lin Wanwan kept shaking her head.

But the little one was too small and short, so Yao Qianshu didn't care about her.

"Young master, it's alright, I don't mind..."

A pleasant female voice sounded behind him. Upon hearing it, Yao Qianshu smiled and echoed, "That's good, that's good..."

Halfway through his sentence, Yao Qianshu caught his breath. Were there any other people here besides the three of them?

He felt a chilling coldness from head to toe.

Then, as if struck by lightning, even the tip of my heart trembled.

Lin Chang'an saw this scene from not far away.

His eyes widened, his heart pounded, and he pointed at the hand shaking Yao Qianshu, trembling so much that he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Money, money, money..."

Yao Qianshu slowly turned his head, as if he could hear his own heartbeat.

“I don’t mind.” The child ghost grinned at him when he saw him turn to look at him.

A ghost child with a face as white as paper, eyes filled with bloody tears, and a strange smile on his lips.

Yao Qianshu saw this.

He closed his eyes, collapsed to the ground, and lost consciousness.

The little ghost was quick-witted and tried to catch Lin Wanwan, but Lin Wanwan's body passed right through her hands.

With a thud, he fell flat on his face.

Oh my goodness!

"Oh dear, little sister, are you alright?"

"I'm sorry, I can't protect you this time."

“This is what happened after I showed up and stopped that man last time.”

"I'm about to vanish into thin air, little sister, I have to say goodbye to you now."

The child ghost used all her spiritual power to change her disheveled appearance back to how she looked before she died.

You must remember me.

Lin Chang'an went from fear to shock.

Did my sister come here to see a ghost?

This thing can change clothes? Seriously?

If he knew, he would never come.

They thought they had come here to find evidence that their father had done something wrong.

He ran over tremblingly, picked Lin Wanwan up from the ground, and then reached out a hand to pull Yao Qianshu by the collar.

"Amitabha Buddha, gods of heaven and earth, I, Lin Chang'an, may be arrogant in my daily life, but I never harm the innocent. Please don't come looking for me..."

"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits."

He led the two of them on a rambling, incoherent manner.

Lin Wanwan broke free from Lin Chang'an's hand, slid down, and landed on the ground.

She climbed to the side of the child ghost once again.

Lin Chang'an was shocked.

"Who are you? Why are you controlling my sister?"

"She, she, she, not even eleven months old, don't hurt her."

Lin Chang'an abandoned Yao Qianshu, ran over, and picked up Lin Wanwan with a look of fearlessness.

But the little guy's chubby little hands gripped the grass roots next to the hill tightly, refusing to move no matter what.

No~

"Brother~"

"Help!"

Save her! Save her!

A child's word is as good as gold.

She helped her mother, so we should help her too.

[Stupid brother, why can't you understand?]

Look how beautiful she is!

Lin Chang'an was taken aback. Had this child helped his mother before?

The child had no idea that Lin Chang'an was afraid of her, so she took a few steps back, increasing the distance between herself and Lin Chang'an and the others.

"Young master, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad ghost."

“Your sister once saved me; I am merely saying goodbye to her.”

As he spoke, the child ghost shed a tear of blood, which frightened Lin Chang'an.

Lin Chang'an stammered, "Save...save...you?"

The child ghost said, "Yes, last time I was controlled by the cursed spirit, she saved me."

"Young master, your sister is very cute. Please protect her well. See you in the next life."

After the child ghost finished speaking, he prepared to plunge headfirst into the grave.

Lin Chang'an hurriedly said, "Miss...madam."

Is it called "Miss"?

The child turned around like a ghost.

"Young master, what's wrong?"

“I noticed there’s no writing on your grave. Where do you live? What’s your name? I can go to the temple and ask a master to help you pass on to the afterlife.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Wanwan grabbed Lin Chang'an's trouser leg and tried to climb onto him.

Lin Chang'an shook his head helplessly.

It seems that her younger sister really wants to help her.

So be it.

Let's save them then.

If it were Sun Rugo, he wouldn't save her even if it meant death!

“Young master, there’s no need. I was born a mistake, so it’s better to be nameless and without a surname.”

The child ghost suffered terribly.

That is.

[It was switched with something else; that's definitely a mistake.]

Lin Chang'an was suddenly startled.

Was she also switched?

There is no heartless mother in this world.

"Young lady, why don't you tell me? Perhaps you've misunderstood something?"

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