Ye Qianning sounded magical and unreal. Her appearance was already very strange, so she still believed the old Taoist's words: "In that case, why not just send a letter."

"Little baby, you are now a dead person. It is against the law of heaven to deliver messages for the dead, and you must not do it."

Ye Qianning has too many people she can't let go of. Ten years is really too long for her. Old Gu is already very old and his breath is in a trance. She is afraid that he won't be able to wait ten years.

"Please." She said suddenly.

The old man paused and was very surprised: "Little baby, what did you say?"

"Please, help me." Ye Qianning's eyes were sour, and his misty eyes looked at him.

The old man was a little overwhelmed by the sudden seriousness of the little girl and the appearance of crying in the next second, tsk, it makes people feel distressed.

"You might as well beat the old man."

The little doll looks fat and looks good, and the small appearance makes people feel distressed when they see it. After living to such an old age, it is most difficult for the little one to cry.

"Grandpa, grandpa, and grandma are all very important people to my vitality. Ten years... I'm afraid they will become ill from worrying for a long time... Grandpa, please help me..." Ye Qianning's big sour eyes shed tears.

"Hey, baby, don't cry, don't cry..." The old man panicked.

"If you don't agree to me, I might as well not go with you, you should send me back, how many times they can still know that my body is intact, and they can also worship in the future when I am buried..."

"Don't, baby, if you don't go with the old man, you won't be able to wake up in this life."

"If you can't wake up, you can't wake up. I don't want to see them living in torture..."

"Okay, okay, I promise, promise, don't cry." The old Taoist regretted the phrase "the words of making incense".

Ye Qianning rubbed his eyes: "You promised to send a letter to my master and my father?"

"yes."

"Then my great-grandfather's medicine..."

"Little baby, don't push yourself too hard, drugs are not allowed."

"All right.."

"I will write down what you said you want to pass on."

Ye Qianning felt that if it was passed on orally, Master and the others might not believe it. After all, they had seen her dead body, so they squatted down after thinking about it: "Grandpa, you have to read every word I write now, and you must read it carefully. Ten out of ten will be passed on to Master."

"It's really troublesome." The old Taoist muttered, and walked over honestly.

Ye Qianning stretched out his hand and just wrote five words on the ground, his head felt dizzy and returned to the space with a 'bump'. He turned his head to look at everything he was familiar with, and clenched his fingers slightly.

How did it come out?

How did she come out before she started writing the content...

My head is very dizzy, what should I do?

Can Master understand the words?

Ye Qianning was worried, and it was too late to find a way to fall asleep again. The dizziness in her head made her lose consciousness in an instant.

Fifty miles away from the city of Kyoto, in the mountains.

The old man squatted on the ground, drew a few talismans on the ground with a branch, and watched carefully, no matter how he looked, it was wrong.

"Is it a word? It seems not."

The old man muttered in confusion, not knowing what the little doll wrote down in his dream.

It seems that he didn't finish writing, and he came out of the dream.

The old man turned his head to look at the little doll lying on the stone, raised his hand and touched his face, it was swollen, and it was indeed a dream when he woke up, why was he still being beaten in the dream?

"Weird things happen every year, and this year is especially weird."

In the dream, I was beaten up with a bruised nose and a swollen face. No one will believe me if I tell it.

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