However, it takes a long time for a person's soul to dissipate, not overnight. The soul of this ghost has begun to become very faint, which means that he has been here for a long time.

"Do you know the ghost in Chucheng?"

"Or have you ever spoken to the ghosts in Chucheng?"

Ghosts can move around with each other. This place is close to Chu City, so it is normal to see some ghosts from Chu City.

Gui turned his slow brain, thinking and thinking, thinking and thinking, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "Yes, it seems that I haven't seen Brother Lao Gen for a long time."

"Brother Lao Gen is also a miserable man. He worked hard all his life, like an old ox. He finally raised his son and married him off. His son's wife also gave him a grandson. He originally thought that he could relax a little, but he didn't know that his son and his wife were not human beings. They were both lazy and greedy. He had more people to support and more work to do. He was exhausted to death."

"I've lived my whole life, but haven't enjoyed even a single day of happiness!"

Although Wei Fu was anxious to hear the answer she wanted to hear, she did not interrupt the ghost when he was speaking. Instead, she listened patiently and sympathetically. There were many people like the old friend the ghost mentioned, especially in the village.

Many people work day and night like old oxen.

There were many villages below her former Taoist temple, so Wei Fu knew about it.

She sighed and asked, "Your friend is from Chucheng. Didn't he reincarnate?" People like this have worked hard all their lives. If they haven't done bad things, their lives will be better in the next life.

But it won't be too good, because he hasn't done anything good either.

The ghost said, "Yes."

He pointed in a direction: "He is from that village."

"After he died, he felt liberated and was eager to be reincarnated immediately. He followed the little ghost into the underworld, but his family never sent him any money. Then, on the seventh day after his death, he came back to look for his family and discovered that his son and daughter-in-law had sold the coffin he had made for him and simply buried him in a tattered mat. He wanted to ask his son and daughter-in-law for an explanation, so he appeared in their dreams."

"He spent too long arguing with his son and daughter-in-law, delaying his return, so that..."

Long Yin was speechless: "Because of these theories, I missed the opportunity to reincarnate in vain, and I don't have a next life. Isn't it a huge loss?"

The ghost looked at Long Yin's clothing and said, "A noble like you wouldn't understand."

"For people like us, there are probably only two times in our lives when we have the chance to spend money: once when we marry a wife, and once when we make a coffin for ourselves."

"If you can't live a good life while you're alive, you only hope to have a comfortable place to live after you die. But if you can't even live comfortably after you die, how can you not be angry?"

"People like us are born ordinary and not very smart. Unlike some people who can read, some who are eloquent, some who are smart, and some who have special skills, we can do nothing and are not smart. Even if we were reborn, wouldn't we still be like an old ox?"

“Life is painful, death is painful, everything is painful, endless.”

The prince felt heavy in his heart when he heard this. Every time he followed Wei Fu, he could see ghosts and hear what they said.

Those of us in the royal family must see, hear, and remember the hardships of the people's lives, and then work hard to make their lives better.

But he still wanted to say that having an afterlife is better than not having one at all. He was about to speak when he was stopped by Wei Fu. The prince didn't understand why. Wei Fu gestured for him to bend down and whispered in his ear: "Big brother, don't tell him."

This ghost is about to disappear. If he is made to feel that his ideas are wrong and that the world is beautiful, it will be even more cruel to him. It is better to let him disappear between heaven and earth. At least he will feel better.

The prince understood Wei Fu's meaning and did not say anything else.

Long Yin also fell silent. Indeed, not everyone has the power to change their destiny and their environment.

Wei Fu continued to ask the ghost: "When was the last time you saw your friend?"

The ghost fell into a long period of thought, and then said uncertainly: "Probably around the Laba Festival before the New Year."

The reason I remember it is because his family came to give him money that day, but Lao Gen's brother's family did not give him any money, so he gave a lot of his money to Lao Gen.

Years ago, that was a long time ago.

Wei Fu looked at the ghost and asked, "Do you have any other wishes?"

The ghost thought about it, then shook his head.

His wife and sons are all dead, and those who are still alive are his great-grandchildren, with whom he has never interacted.

Every year they come to give him money to ask him to bless them. He takes their money and occasionally goes back to hang out and help out, so they don't owe each other anything.

Of course, there is not too much concern.

Wei Fu sighed and said, "Okay then!"

"Thank you, we won't disturb your rest!"

After Wei Fu and the others said goodbye to the ghost, the prince said, "It seems that we should ask the people of Chu City if anything strange happened on Laba last year."

Wei Fu and Long Yin both nodded. As soon as they returned to the inn, they saw the prefect of Chu City arriving at the inn.

When the prefect saw the prince, he immediately stepped forward to greet him: "Your Highness and the Princess, I pay my respects to you."

The prince said, "No need to be polite. You've come just in time. I have something to ask you."

The prefect quickly and respectfully said, "Your Highness, please ask me, and I will tell you everything I know."

The prince: “…”

Seeing that the prefect of Chu City was almost bent over, Wei Fu couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Sir, was your back broken?"

The Chucheng prefect stiffened, and then said, "I am ugly, and I am worried that I might frighten the princess and His Highness."

As soon as Wei Fu and his companions entered the inn, the prefect of Chu City came forward to greet them with his head bowed, so Wei Fu and his companions really didn't see the prefect's face.

Wei Fu waved his hand and said, "No, no, we are not the kind of people who judge people by their appearance."

"Sir, you are uncomfortable hunching over like this, and it is also uncomfortable for us to watch. Please stand up straight and talk!"

The prefect of Chucheng had no choice but to stand up straight, and then Wei Fu was so scared that the hairs on his body stood up.

The prince couldn't help but shudder.

The face of the Chucheng prefect was covered with densely packed and horrifying pustules.

Only Long Yin looked at Long Xi with a stern look.

Long Xi went straight up and kicked the prefect of Chucheng to the ground, pinning him to the ground.