Chapter 1792 Hidden Traces

It is also a ghost, but the difference in strength is not a star.

Although Zhou Tiantian looks like a child, she has the power to make ghosts tremble, especially a wild soul like her.

The ghost that no one collects the corpse after the death is called the wild soul.

Bai Zhi shook her head: "No, your Xing'er is still there." She pointed to the corner of the corner where Xing'er was.

Zhou Tiandao said: "It is against the law to open the eyes of Yin and Yang to anyone, and it is also a violation of the law to open it to you, but the master acquiesced, so it's fine."

Bai Zhi looked at the mother and daughter who were in pain, and felt very uncomfortable, "Help them, Xing'er must have a lot to say to her mother, you help them open their eyes, and I will be responsible for the consequences."

Zhou Tian raised his eyebrows, wondering if he should answer her.

She didn't know what the consequences would be, and the consequences were definitely not something she could bear.

At this time, a voice came from Zhou Tiantian's ear: "Promise her!"

Is it the master, is the master here?

Zhou Tiantian looked around the house, but did not find the master.

It seems that the owner deliberately hides the trail.

"Okay, I promise you." The master asked him to promise, but he himself had to promise.

Zhou Tiantian floated in front of Mu Qing, stretched out his small hand and pressed it on her forehead.

Mu Qing only felt a cold air penetrate her Yintang, and her eyes were cold as if they were coated with cool oil. She closed her eyes for two seconds, and when she opened them again, there were actually two more figures in front of her.

A small child, a girl with black hair in a long dress.

This girl is clearly Xing'er who disappeared seventeen years ago.

The dress she was wearing was a gift she bought for her.

Mu Qing's eyes were fixed on her daughter's feet. Those beautiful feet were now suspended in the air more than ten centimeters above the ground.

"How can this happen? How can this happen!" Mu Qing couldn't help herself crying. She trembled and stepped forward to hug her daughter, but that arm passed through her body again and again and couldn't touch her at all.

"Mom—" Xing'er also cried, but there were no tears.

She is just a wild soul without the slightest power, not even the right to cry.

She calls her mother a thousand times every day, but she never hears her.

Today, my mother finally heard and saw it.

Bai Zhi stepped forward to support the crumbling Mu Qing: "Grandma, your condolences, time is short, if you have anything to ask, just say it quickly."

Although opening the Yin-Yang Eyes does not harm the human body, it is very unfavorable to have such close contact with the Yin Soul, judging from Grandma Mu's current physical condition.

Bai Zhi helped Mu Qing to sit down at the table, and then waved to Xing'er to come too.

Mu Qing's mood gradually calmed down. She focused on the daughter in front of her and choked up: "Quickly tell mother, who really harmed you?"

In front of Xing'er's eyes, scenes from that year appeared.

Even though it has been seventeen years, even if she has become a ghost, there is still a look of pain and fear on her face, which makes Mu Qing's heart aches as a mother.

Xing'er said that seventeen years ago, she was targeted by the head of the department and harassed her repeatedly.

She was so frightened at the time that she called her father, who was also a university professor, for help.

Dad said to help her with this when he was on vacation.

But the head of the department didn't give her so much time. On a Thursday afternoon, he sent her a message on his classmate's cell phone and asked her to go to a forest park.

In that park, that cruel and vicious guy assaulted and killed her.