Chapter 321 Heavy Love 8
"How dare you! If you go over there like this, the living person will be harmed by the Yin energy entering their body."
This is the ghost I brought with me. If it hurts an ordinary person, my ghost money will be confiscated.
The incense and candle shop next to Huangquan Road has recently released several new flavors of incense and candles. He is waiting to get his salary next month to buy a few to try, but he must not let his salary be deducted.
"It's okay, just let him go. Give me 24 hours, and then you can come back."
Qing Yanrou first gave talismans to Jiang Zhizhi and Sun Yiyi respectively, and then spoke to the ghost.
"Well, your Majesty, whatever you say is what I will do. The judge gave me instructions when I came here, so I will hand him over to you."
As he said that, the ghost took back the soul-locking chain that bound Jiang Ping, bowed respectfully to Qing Yanrou, and disappeared from the room in the blink of an eye.
"dad!"
After having the talisman, Jiang Zhizhi and Sun Yiyi could both see Jiang Ping's soul. Sun Yiyi took a breath, fearing that she would be too excited and scream, so she quickly covered her mouth with her hands.
Jiang Zhizhi ran to Jiang Ping in disbelief, wanting to hug her father whom she hadn't seen for a long time, but he dodged her.
"Dad, Dad is afraid that the Yin energy in my body will hurt you..."
Jiang Ping was very excited at first, but after hearing what the ghost said, he remembered that he had been dead for six years. He was a ghost and his daughter was a human, and there was a difference between yin and yang.
Seeing his daughter's lost look, he quickly explained.
"Senior..."
Jiang Zhizhi turned her head and looked at Qing Yanrou as if asking for help.
"It's okay, you can touch it."
Although Jiang Ping didn't know who she was, he had seen the attitude of the ghost towards her just now. So when he heard what she said, he believed her and did not dodge when his daughter pounced on him again.
"dad!"
"Zhizhi."
"Wuwuwu, Dad, I miss you so much, wuwuwu——"
Jiang Zhizhi buried herself in her father's arms and burst into tears.
Qing Yanrou was afraid that her voice would attract people from other dormitories, so she used her spiritual power to create sound insulation.
Jiang Ping stroked his daughter's head with his hand. After becoming ghosts, their emotions automatically declined a lot, but his daughter has always been his obsession, and tears were in his eyes at this moment.
"Dad misses Zhizhi too, but Dad can't come back to visit Zhizhi. Dad is sorry, Zhizhi. Zhizhi asked Dad to take a good look at you."
Jiang Ping placed his hands on both sides of his daughter's head. He couldn't wait to take a good look at his grown-up daughter.
When he died, Jiang Zhizhi was only twelve years old and was about to go to junior high school. Now she is eighteen years old and in college. She has become a grown-up girl.
But when he saw that his daughter's face was covered with pimples, some of which were oozing pus and her skin was bumpy, he was completely stunned.
He was some distance away just now and was too excited to notice his daughter's face. Now that he was looking at her from such a close distance, he was really stunned.
"Zhizhi, you...what's wrong with your face? Have you been to the hospital?"
My daughter has been a lovely little girl since she was young, how come her face has become like this now?
"Mom...Mom won't let me go to the hospital..."
All of Jiang Zhizhi's grievances burst out under her father's questioning, and she continued with a sob:
"Mom, Mom said that girls just need to study hard and don't need to worry too much about their appearance. Excessive concern about their appearance will distract their attention and waste their time.
She also threw away all the facial medicines that my aunt prescribed for me, and all the facial products that my aunt bought for me as a girl.
She video-chatted me every day to supervise my studies. She woke me up at 5:30 in the morning to practice speaking, and insisted that I practice in the dormitory, preventing my roommate from getting a good rest. She also forbade me to make new friends, saying it was a waste of time.
She doesn't give me any pocket money. She comes to school in person every month to top up my meal card with 1,000 yuan, but she won't give me any extra money. I can't even go see a doctor secretly.
Wuuuuuuuuuu... Dad, I'm so sad, Dad, why does Mom treat me like this? I don't have any human rights or freedom. I'm really sad, Dad, I miss you so much, Dad, wuuuuuuuuu..."
"Zhang Min!!!"
With every word Jiang Ping heard from his daughter, his face grew darker and the negative energy in his body began to surge. If Jiang Zhizhi hadn't had the talisman on her, she would have collapsed long ago.
Finally, when his daughter kept saying "Daddy, I miss you so much", he completely exploded and called his wife's name through gritted teeth.
When he first arrived in the underworld, what he was most worried about was his daughter. He knew what kind of person his wife was, so he was reluctant to let her go and did not reincarnate.
But he never expected that she could be so crazy and perverted.
This is completely treating her daughter as her property, how dare she!
"Be good, Zhizhi, don't cry. Daddy will go and settle the score with that crazy woman right now."
He was very careful not to touch the pus-covered pimples on his daughter's face, and gently wiped the tears from her face.
Jiang Ping felt that if he were still a living person with a heart, he would have exploded with anger long ago.
"Dad, will this have a bad influence on you?"
Jiang Zhizhi's first reaction when she heard that he was going to speak up for her was happiness, but then she remembered that her father was no longer human.
Moreover, she had just seen that he was wrapped in iron chains and there were other ghosts holding her father, so she was more worried that he would be affected.
"Even if I'm sentenced to eighteen levels of hell, I'll still find that crazy woman Zhang Min to account! Zhizhi, be good, don't worry about this."
For Jiang Ping at this moment, the most important thing was to vent his anger for his daughter. As for himself, he didn't think about it.
Their daughter, the baby he had cherished like a treasure since she was born, actually lived without any freedom or dignity as a human being after his death. She was like his personal property, and he allowed her to control her.
The more Jiang Ping thought about it, the angrier he became. He wished he could take that woman to the underworld right now.
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