Live fortune telling: Big sister will give you reincarnation at the beginning

【ha? Even if there are ghosts in the Martyrs Cemetery, they are just ghosts. Why is there a little girl following her? 】

[Um, I think maybe it’s because the child is cute and I want to play with her. Maybe it’s a younger martyr? 】

[People and ghosts have different paths, and they will harm the children. Okay, I'm really drunk. 】

"In the Martyrs Cemetery, your first boyfriend sleeps."

Yan Qing spoke directly.

At this moment, the woman suddenly realized.

"Yes! I told Xinxin before that a good friend of mine is buried there. He died on a mission, so he slept there..."

Yan Qing took over the woman's words.

"Your daughter remembered it, so on the day of sweeping the grave, she hid a lot of toys and storybooks in her schoolbag. When the kindergarten teacher found out, he asked her why she brought the storybooks.

Your daughter told the teacher where her mother's friend slept, and you happened to have told your daughter the name, and she still remembered it, so the teacher took her to find the tomb. Your daughter kept talking and talked to her for a long time. .

He also passed the stories in the storybook one by one. No, he was talking about the ghosts who were lining up to be reincarnated. Martyrs have special privileges in the underworld. When someone makes offerings to them, they can come up and take a look. But you cannot leave the cemetery.

Maybe your daughter's heart is too pious and she wants you to meet again, because she said that when her mother talks about him, her face is full of nostalgia.

Unexpectedly, the ghost came up, but because of the lack of ability, I couldn't transform into a normal face in front of your daughter, but I couldn't scare her with my death face, so I could only become a faceless ghost. "

Yan Qing told a story for two minutes, and the woman's face was covered with tears.

She didn't expect that just by saying something to her daughter, she would remember this child!

Thinking of her Bai Yueguang, the woman felt more regretful. When they fell in love, they were only 20 years old, and he died at the age of 20.

"I didn't expect that he has such a delicate mind. Then why didn't he tell my daughter his name?"

Yan Qing curled her lips slightly.

"Let him tell you himself."

Yan Qing kneaded the secret with one hand, and a faint figure appeared in front of the camera.

Seeing his sudden appearance, the boy was a little embarrassed.

"I...well, I didn't follow your daughter on purpose. I didn't mean to harm her, I just thought she was cute..."

The boy explained quickly.

Xinxin, who heard the voice, turned around in surprise.

"Uncle!! Mom, mom, it's this uncle who played with me."

Xinxin's face was filled with surprise. Once my uncle came out, no one would say I was lying!

[This...if the child's father comes back at this time, will he be the Shura field between his predecessor and the current one? 】

[Shura can’t get up, Yin and Yang are separated by the sky, there’s nothing to worry about. 】

[That is, they are still martyrs, so don’t be so narrow-minded. 】

The boy's name was Wu Ruibo. He had just graduated from the police academy and happened to have a mission that required a new face. During the operation, he was discovered by the enemy and was locked up in a warehouse and burned alive by criminals.

This was the reason why he couldn't face Xinxin with the same face as when he died, because he was afraid of scaring her.

Wu Ruibo is still the same as before, scratching his head when he is shy.

"Well, don't get me wrong. I heard from Xinxin that you have been regretting why you didn't stop me back then. I was afraid that you would always be guilty, so I wanted to make it clear to you.

Even if you stopped me back then, I would still go on a mission. At that time, I was the only newcomer. The country and the organization needed me, so I had no choice but to do it. "

"I'm glad I died before we got married instead of..."

The tears on Xinxin's mother's face have dried up. Looking at her ex-boyfriend, she has no other emotions in her heart except regret and nostalgia.

"Thank you, I understand, I won't think about it anymore."

Over the years, she often blamed herself, wondering if it was because she didn't stop him that he lost his life at such a young age.

Maybe it's a way to remember him, maybe it's to alert herself, so when her current husband makes a decision, she no longer supports it unconditionally, but gives various possibilities for failure...

This is very detrimental to their marital harmony... Now, they can let it go and be a wife who supports her husband.

Wu Ruibo left when Xinxin's mother was lost in thought. He came up by himself. He didn't need to send Yanqing down again. He could go down by himself.

[Hey, if I had a martyr boyfriend who died young, I would remember him forever. 】

[My current boyfriend is a policeman. Sometimes he goes on missions, and we lose contact for two or three days...]

【Already considering whether to break up! I don’t want to miss someone for the rest of my life...]

[Um, don't be too pessimistic. You are still young now, your thoughts have become normal quickly, and you may not necessarily die as soon as you go on a mission. So can there still be police in this world? 】

[That’s right...hehehe, we don’t care anymore, let’s talk about it later, now I can still enjoy it occasionally. 】

When Xinxin's mother came back to her senses, she could no longer see Wu Ruibo.

"Master, is he gone?"

Yan Qing nodded, "Let's go, it's time to continue queuing."

Xinxin felt quite regretful, with a slumped face.

"Mom, why did uncle disappear so quickly? Will he come again in the future?"

"I'm not coming back. Uncle is going to a place far, far away."

"Okay~"

Xinxin's mother thanked her and hung up the connection.

Yan Qing handed out the last lucky bag.

Congratulations to the user for grabbing the lucky bag with 'a scratch-off prize'.

A scratch-off prize will give you a sea of ​​lilies*1

Yan Qing sent a connection to the other person. The screen was split in two. The other person was a young boy. He raised his head and scratched the scratch card in his hand.

【...How much do you love to scratch...】

[This is a wholesale business. I’ve scraped a bunch of them. It’s too much. 】

[Seeing that he is unshaven, well, this can be considered a kind of gambling, right? 】

[I dare to say this, this kind of scratch card is really harmful to people! 】

"Hello, Master, I'm sorry, wait a minute, I'll finish scratching this one."

As the boy spoke, he quickly scratched the lottery ticket in his hand that had 18 chances of winning.

Yan Qing saw his facial features clearly when he raised his head, and frowned slightly. His already pale face made his whole face look like a dying fairy.

"Okay, I finally finished scratching, and the results are pretty good. I won a total of 3,000 yuan!"

The boy looked up, shaking the winning scratch card in his hand, and said excitedly.

The boy's name is Kong Li. He is 21 years old and has not graduated from college. He has been addicted to scratch cards every day recently. Not to mention, most of his luck is good.

"When did you start liking scratch cards?"