After choosing the location, I lit three incense sticks and inserted them on the ground, opened the lid of the jade gourd and released Aji.

As soon as Aji came out, he ate a few sips of cigarettes. I stood behind it and called it softly.

When Aji saw me, his eyes were a little confused. I relaxed my tone and called it: "Aji Wuer, my father misses you!"

I was so fed with goose bumps from my voice, but for Aji I could only stick with it.

As soon as Aji heard the words "father" and his eyes turned bloody and red. He stared at me with hatred, and made a dull whimper in his mouth, and then rushed towards me.

In order not to let him see that I was a fake father, I took it down. It used all its strength and bit my throat directly.

The strong resentment instantly made my throat sweet and I spit out a mouthful of blood.

This also completely relaxed me. It had a chance to kill me but just injured me.

Aji, the child, hated him for thousands of years, but in the end he still couldn't bear to kill his father...

What a filial child. It really doesn’t want much. My nose felt a little sore and almost burst into tears. Then I realized that I was acting and hurriedly looked up at it.

When Aji saw that I didn't hide, he wouldn't fight back. His bloody eyes gradually struggled, and his eyes were very entangled.

Just because my father didn't fight back, the hatred in his heart was shaken, but I felt even more distressed.

I calmed down and tried to walk forward and touch its head, but it did not move during the process.

After I put my hand on its head, it first twisted and stopped me from touching it, but then it slowly disappeared, and its eyes became empty and confused.

I squatted down and put my hand on its shoulder and cried bitterly.

"I'm wrong for my father. Aji Wuer will be reincarnated. We will be fathers and sons in the next life so that our father can make up for your debts!"

Although I am pretending to be its father, my tears are real.

For it, fatherly love is so far away. Aji was stunned after hearing this, and then bleeding and tears slowly flowed out of his eyes.

It was crying and whimpering. I couldn't understand what it said. When it was doing things to communicate with it, it would definitely show its confusion. It suddenly became nervous. If it was discovered by it, it would probably make its resentment deeper.

Unexpectedly, before I could think of what to do, Aji knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times at me seriously.

Every time it pressed its head down very low, very low, and then I was shocked to find that the blood dripped on the ground formed two words: Thank you!

After seeing it, I was shocked and looked at it suddenly. Aji slowly stood up and pointed to the backpack behind me, grinning.

It turned out that it had known that I was pretending to be its father, and it had known that its father would not say these words to it.

Even so, it is willing to continue acting with me!

I suddenly realized that Aji not only had hatred, but also had unspeakable disappointment. I only thought I would be exposed, but I didn’t expect that in the past few thousand years, there was not even a person who cooperated with it to act!

Although Wang Ping's son always accompanys it, they only complain to each other. If this continues, the obsession between the two will become deeper and deeper, and there will never be a day when they will truly let go.

"Child, I hope you will live a happier life in your next life, and you will have parents who love you and friends who will play with you."

I could no longer control my tears, and I said as I pulled off the fake beard that was sticking to my face, and then nodded at it with tears in my eyes.

It also smiled, just like when he was hiding on the TV to watch the middle-aged policeman that day, he smiled brightly and innocently.

Gradually, the bloody and tears became fainter and clearer, and later it turned into transparent tears.

The tears of ghosts represent the rebirth of Nirvana and the opportunity to reincarnate. I was delighted and quickly recited the mantra to save the dead souls.

Aji's figure became thinner and thinner, and finally slowly disappeared in front of me.

Seeing Aji leave, I took a deep breath and was about to go back to the hotel. When I turned around, I found a line of small words on the ground: I killed someone, but I just don’t want my experience to reappear in the children…

"well!"

I sighed helplessly. In this era of materialism, how many people work hard outside for money?

Work hard is to make your family live a better life, but if you ignore your family, how ridiculous it would be to waste the money!

Nowadays, there are more and more left-behind children in our country, and there are countless "quasi-left-behind children" who are by their parents but cannot receive care.

Speaking of Aji and Wang Ping's son, it is just a microcosm of the millions of left-behind children. Perhaps what they experienced is reappearing in a remote mountainous area in a child...

Those children are sad, lonely, lost, and longing for, hoping and fantasizing.

What they want is just a care from their parents and a companionship that does not need to be lonely!

The next day, I told Team Liu about the basic situation, but concealed the fact that the boy was behind the scenes. Although Team Liu also expressed sympathy for Aji's experience, he was a policeman after all, and he was extremely disgusted with the act of taking revenge on society when he was hurt.

But Aji is a ghost, and he can't handle it, so he finally identified it as a unsolved case.

The matter was finally resolved. Team Liu and I greeted each other, then went back to the hotel to pick up things and prepared to fly the afternoon flight. But when I went downstairs, I heard a little noisy on the third floor, as if it was dead.

When I went to the front desk to check out the check-out procedures, the front desk was muttering to the room service beside me: "I just said that the room could not be accommodated. Several people who moved in had died. The boss didn't believe it yet. Is something wrong now?"

The room service nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, the family members are making a fuss. I wonder if it will affect the hotel business."

After hearing this, the front desk immediately curled his lips: "I wish I could not keep going. One of them died in every few days. It must be haunted here. I don't want to get into bad luck!"

The two of them were so excited that they didn't notice my arrival. I coughed lightly, and then the two of them looked up in panic. Seeing that the tenant who was just about to check out, their faces improved a lot, but they didn't continue the topic just now.

I signed the check-out form, then went upstairs on the pretext that something had fallen in the room, followed the quarrel and saw a memorial service in front of a guest room.

White candles were lit on both sides of the black and white portraits, and several people were queuing up to burn incense in the incense burner. The noise was the hotel security guards and relatives of the deceased, as well as some tenants who were not interested in watching the fun.
Chapter completed!