Chapter 818: The Old Man's Ghost

"It's here, it's down there." Ling Li pointed ahead and said.

Hua Yileng looked around, except for a dilapidated wooden house, there were no other buildings around, the wooden house was built under a big tree, there was a small vegetable garden next to it, and there were people in the house. He sniffed, two people, and asked, "Are they beggars?" ”

"How do you know?"

"The person who lives in such a place is not a beggar, is he an emperor?"

"That's right." She sighed: "The same people, but their fate is different, they have no ability to work, and they usually rely on begging to make a living." ”

"Fate is predestined." He said thoughtfully.

"Perhaps."

When they came to the hut, they knocked on the door, and an old man in ragged clothes, with dirty hair and a musty smell, appeared before them, and asked in a weak voice, "Who are you, and is there anything wrong?" ”

"Grandpa Zheng, hello, do you remember me?" Ling Li said.

The old man took a closer look and smiled kindly: "Girl, it turned out to be you." ”

"I'm bringing you food, so call the other two grandfathers out."

"Thank you, alas......" Lao Zheng sighed: "Lao Zhang died a year ago, and now only me and Lao Li are left, and he is buried there." Lao Zheng pointed to a mound of grave not far away.

Ling Li asked softly, "Aren't you going to inform his family?" ”

"He has no family, no wife and no children, and he is worse than us. I have been married at least once, but after half a year of marriage, my wife ran away with someone else, because she couldn't stand to live a hard life with me, and I have been alone since I was thirty years old. Lao Li is because his wife died, and his son doesn't care about him, so the three of us live a wandering life together. Lao Zhang has been lonely all his life, and no one knows why he didn't get married when he was young, but he kept reading Chunlan in his mouth before he died, and he left with regrets. ”

The more she listened, the heavier her heart became: "It's not a way for you to live here all the time, why don't you go to the nursing home?" ”

"We also need money to go to a nursing home, where do we have money?"

At this time, Lao Li poked out half of his head from the house: "If you don't mind, please come in and sit." ”

Ling Li walked in, the room was damp and dark, a table with missing legs, padded with bricks underneath, and a worn-out bed, quilt, and clothes all in tattered. Suddenly, Ling Li was startled when she saw a ghost flashing from a wooden box in the west corner.

Hua Yileng also noticed it and roared: "Don't hide, come out for me!" ”

Ling Li suddenly shook her head and looked at Hua Yileng: "Yi Leng, you also saw it?" ”

He nodded. The two old men asked puzzledly, "What are you talking nonsense?" What do you see? ”

"Ghosts." Hua Yi Leng replied succinctly, and put the soup in his hand on the table.

"Nonsense! What ghosts? Lao Zheng was very excited.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be Grandpa Zhang's ghost, maybe he has some unfulfilled wishes." Ling Li said in shock, although it flashed quickly just now, it was still seen by her.

"How is this possible!" Lao Li and Lao Zheng were both frightened.

"Grandpa Zhang, please come out, we won't hurt you." Ling Li looked at the box and said.

"......" did not move.

The atmosphere was extremely quiet all of a sudden, and Hua Yileng was ready to destroy the ghosts at any time.