The villagers thought Tuantuan was just bragging and talking nonsense.
In fact, the little girl was already standing in the pile of graves.
People who die in the village are buried here. They stand in a circle among six or seven graves, looking at the graves.
The little girl looked at the book and studied it, her expression serious and solemn. She muttered to herself, "Hmm, there's a ninety-year-old grandfather in here. Oh well, he's too old to disturb his sleep."
"There's an elderly woman inside who has difficulty walking, so we shouldn't disturb her."
"This is a child, too young, and not suitable."
After observing for a while, Tuantuan walked up to a grave, grinned at her, and said, "Auntie, you seem like a really nice person. Can you do me a favor?"
The grave under the willow tree, judging from the soil and the plants on it, is quite old.
Seeing that the aunt inside the grave wasn't coming out, Tuantuan called out again, "Pretty auntie, do you have time to do me a favor? Tuantuan is so pitiful, Tuantuan wants to go home."
The woman floated out of the tomb, holding a mirror in her left hand and a comb in her right.
Seeing the adorable little girl in front of her, the woman was captivated by her beauty and muttered to herself, "Wow, she's really good-looking, even better-looking than my idol."
The mirror and comb in the female ghost's hand disappeared, and she asked, "What do you want with your beautiful aunt?"
"Pretty auntie, I'm lost and I don't know my family's phone number. Could you please send a message home so my dad can come pick me up? If that's not possible, could you take me home with you?"
When Tuantuan arrived here, she discovered that her talisman and pen were gone, so she couldn't draw a paper figure to send a message home.
If humans can't help, ghosts certainly can.
Tuantuan chuckled, "Pretty auntie, can you help me out? I'll give you a big gift when I get home, okay?"
The female ghost looked Tuantuan up and down. Such a beautiful child, surely she wasn't deliberately abandoned?
With that thought in mind, the female ghost nodded and said, "Alright, I'll do a good deed for the day. Do you have your family members' birth dates and times? Or should I send you a dream first?"
Tuantuan blurted out, "I know my third brother's birth date and time."
Yang Xinghe is a celebrity, and Tuantuan knows his birthday best. Moreover, Yang Xinghe even asked Tuantuan to do a fortune telling for him because he was always being targeted by villains during that period.
No matter what he does, there are always people who twist his meaning and slander him.
That's why Tuantuan remembered Yang Xinghe's birth date and time.
"May 14th." After telling the month, Tuantuan then told the female ghost the exact time of Yang Xinghe's birth.
The female ghost was stunned, muttering, "This date is so familiar, how come it's the same day as my husband's?"
Yu Xue, the adorable little dumpling, chuckled, "That's such a coincidence!"
The female ghost nodded in agreement, considering it was her birthday and how adorable Tuantuan was.
"Alright, I'll help you this once. You're just so cute."
Following the information provided by Tuantuan, the female ghost took the bracelet that Yang Xinghe had given to Tuantuan and tried to send him a message in his dream, following Yang Xinghe's aura.
at the same time.
Yang Xinghe was looking at his phone in the car when he fell asleep.
In his dream, a female ghost dressed in red was summoning him.
"Hey, Tuantuan's third brother, your sister can't find her way home and needs you to go pick her up."
As Yang Xinghe stared at the thick white fog, a deathly pale-faced female ghost suddenly appeared, her eyes wide with shock, and cried out, "Your sister is waiting..."
Before you could finish speaking, the female ghost was completely stunned, both surprised and delighted. She ran towards Yang Xinghe, trying to grab his arm: "Husband! Husband! It really is you!"
Yang Xinghe: ?
What the heck?
Yang Xinghe retreated, but the female ghost chased after him, so he retreated.
The female ghost chased after her.
Yang Xinghe retreated, retreated, retreated.
"Female ghost, please have some self-respect. Men and women should not touch each other. If you have something to say, just say it directly and don't touch me."
"Honey, I'm a die-hard fan of yours! I love your dramas, I love your singing, I love every aspect of you. Honey, can you sign my autograph?"
Yang Xinghe: "..."
He'd seen obsessive fans and crazy followers, but he'd never seen a ghost fan.
The female ghost had forgotten what Tuan Tuan had told her. When she saw Yang Xinghe, she went mad; she was a mad ghost.
"Hello, my name is Yang Xinghe, you can just call me Yang Xinghe." Yang Xinghe was starting to panic.
He really wants to wake up!
Why would he have such a dream?
He didn't recognize this female ghost either!
Yang Xinghe thought of the amulet that Tuan Tuan had given him, which he wore close to his body. How could any ghost dare to enter his dream? How could any ghost still be able to enter his dream?
A thought slowly began to grow and spread in Yang Xinghe's mind.
Yang Xinghe blurted out, "Do you know my sister?"
The female ghost winked and chuckled, "Good brother, I am your good sister, I am your sweet sister."
Yang Xinghe: "..."
This is so offensive!
Yang Xinghe touched his pocket, and the talisman that Tuan Tuan had given him actually followed him into his dream.
Without hesitation, Yang Xinghe took out the amulet that Tuan Tuan had given him and offered it to the female ghost.
ah!
The female ghost was knocked back into the real world by the light from the amulet and collapsed to the ground.
Tuan Tuan stared at the female ghost, dumbfounded, and quickly stepped forward to help her up.
"Pretty auntie, are you alright?"
The female ghost clutched her chest, still dazed and confused, unable to shake off her grief.
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