Xia Musheng worked at the University of Technology for decades, and taught in the IT industry. Sometimes he would take his students to do some projects and earn some extra money. Those who have a good income are still living in the employee building of the University of Technology. In those days, they would have assigned houses for a certain number of years. Xia Musheng still lives in the house assigned by the school behind the University of Technology.

The small two bedrooms and one living room has a good orientation and the light in the house is very transparent, but due to the owner living here, even the bright sunshine cannot dispel the yin energy in the house.

Xia Musheng took out two cups of tea and saw Si Yang looking at some photos on the wall. He immediately smiled and said, "Those are rare family photos. At that time, the camera was expensive, and it was not cheap to take photos outside. This was my wife forced me to take photos. Later, my daughter was born, and our lives gradually improved. Later, I bought a camera. Unfortunately, I didn't have time to take a good photo. But my daughter has a lot of photos, and there are several books. I will show you?"

Si Yang sat on the sofa and smiled: "Okay."

It has been a long time since no one has talked to him about his daughter, and his family, so Xia Musheng seemed a little happy. He took out several photo albums from the room and looked at the wear and tear on the corners. It seems that he often carries the album and reads it.

Seeing Si Yang flipping through the album, Xia Musheng said from time to time the interesting things that happened at the time when taking the photo. Although it might have happened decades ago, it was still so vivid in Xia Musheng's memory.

"Lan'er was very cute when she was a child. She had big eyes and big eyes. At that time, her mother was also busy. Her mother was a doctor, so I had to take her with me. I took her to school with me. Sometimes she put her in my office, sometimes she was in the last row of the classroom, and gave her a picture book. She could stay in the same place with her small brush box. God."

As he said that, he pointed to some children's paintings mixed in the photos. It can be seen that those photos correspond to the graffiti of children in the same period. Although the cover was a lot of wear, the things inside were all kept in extremely fine lines without any damage.

"The school is so big, and I always worry about having something I can't take care of. I told her that as long as she gets lost, she must remember which subject her father teaches, and then ask her brothers and sisters in the school, she will be able to find her father. However, Lan'er is very well-behaved and has never been lost."

"Later, she went to school. Because of the household registration distribution, it happened to be near the school. The environment was much more humane than it is now, and there were not as many cars on the road now. She was able to go to and from school by herself since the first grade. Every day she came to school to wait for me as soon as she got off school. She was both well-behaved and obedient."

The girl in the photo is wearing a beautiful little skirt, each of which is smiling sweetly at the camera, watching her grow from a baby like a little lotus node to a graceful girl.

"Later, her mother died of illness, and only the father and daughter were left to depend on each other. But Lan'er has been sensible since she was a child. After her mother passed away, she has always been taking care of me. It was the first time she was so far away from me. She traveled with her classmates after graduation and went abroad. In fact, I was very worried. A few girls are always worried about abroad, but my daughter is old, and no matter how reluctant I am, I will always let go."

Si Yang closed the album and looked at Xia Musheng, whose eyes were red and listened quietly to his words.

"I didn't expect that, I never came back the first time I left me. If my daughter didn't come back, I dared not leave. This house is too old and will be demolished in two years. I am old and have to retire. But after leaving here and school, if one day my Lan'er is found but I can't find my father, what should I do? I can't leave and dare not leave. How can I let my daughter find her father..."

Si Yang lowered his eyes slightly. He could understand this feeling, but he could not empathize with it, so he could only listen quietly.

Intermittently, thinking about what he said, until Xia Musheng finished talking, the house was quiet for a long time. After a long time, Xia Musheng said: "I, am I dead?"

Si Yang then looked up at him. Xia Musheng probably didn't know how to accept this kind of thing. He subconsciously avoided Si Yang's gaze: "I feel a little strange. I'm very tired, but I dare not sleep. As soon as I lay down, I feel like I'm sinking. I don't want to eat, or I can't eat. I haven't eaten for a long time. People are always shivering. I thought I was a precursor to Alzheimer's disease, but after I came back yesterday, I suddenly found that I couldn't feel my heartbeat, and there were some things I didn't remember."

Si Yang said: "What did you remember?"

Xia Musheng looked at Si Yang, and the ghostly aura on his body suddenly became a little more: "I seemed to be when I was sketching, but I fell down without standing firmly. But I don't remember why I came back, and my painting disappeared. I saw that painting two days ago, but I can't find it now."

"Si Yang, am I... dead?"

Si Yang nodded to him.

Before, Si Yang discovered that Xia Musheng was just a wisp of soul, but obviously he didn't know that he was dead and was still living as before.

Human obsession is terrible. You can never imagine what an obsession can make people become. So Xia Musheng's obsession makes him feel that he is still alive and that people around him think he is still alive. Now that Si Yang has exposed the things he instinctively unwilling to face, this illusion can naturally no longer be maintained.

But his obsession is still there. If he does not satisfy his wish, he will gradually lose his mind and become a ghost. Instinctively, he will devour other souls and even harm living people in order to maintain his own strength.

A person who has devoted his whole life to the cause of education, Si Yang is not willing to see him become such a demon. What's more, he has taught himself for four years, so it's okay for a stranger. Since he is destined to be a teacher and a student, giving him a reincarnation can be considered a love affair.

Xia Musheng's lips trembled slightly for a long time, and then asked, "You said before, do you want to know the whereabouts of my daughter? Will I be able to see my daughter after I die? Or can you help me and send me to my daughter?"

Si Yang said: "Your fate is the fate of being lonely and widowed in your later years, so it is the end of your life without children."

Xia Musheng knew in his heart that his daughter could not come back, and she must have had some accident outside, but she was not alive and died, and he would rather deceive his daughter to live well outside.

Although he didn't know who Si Yang was, it didn't matter anymore. He was already dead and lived at such a big age. It would be enough to be happy.

"I thought Huangquan would see you again. It seems that I was too extravagant to send me on my way. I remembered the place where I sketched. If you asked you to help me collect the body, I wonder if it would cause trouble for you? Forget it, it's just a handful of dead bones anyway, and maybe someone will find it in the future. Give me some time and I will make a will. Although the money is not much, donating it to those in need is to accumulate virtue for myself and my daughter."

Si Yang said: "Someone will help you collect the body. Although you are lonely and widowed, you still have relatives living in this world. If you want to meet me, I can help you, but after you meet me, you will go where you should go."

Xia Musheng had no relatives on his own, and the only brother died in the revolution of that year. When he heard Si Yang say this, he intuition that he might be talking about Lan'er's child. His heart that had originally accepted his fate and remained silent became active again.

"Yes, is that OK?"

Si Yang nodded: "Close your eyes and you will see a red line. Grasp this red line and you will naturally see it."

Xia Yuer was arranged by the Secret Service Department at Linggu Temple. Because of her importance, she was a girl. Sangji specially arranged her in an attic. People came to deliver food every day. Although Xia Yuer did not leave her home, she began to understand the world little by little through the Internet and was more full of expectations for her future. The paradise that her mother described to her will be her future life in the future.

While exploring the use of the keyboard, he suddenly noticed a yin energy. Xia Yu'er's eyes instantly condensed. The yin energy that could enter Linggu Temple must be the one who came. He didn't care about calling for help from the monks in Linggu Temple, and directly sent a palm to slash at the source of the yin energy.

However, before the palm wind was slashed, when he saw an old man standing in a very simple dress in the corner, he subconsciously retracted his strength, but Yu Weishang had no time to gesture, and Xia Yuer was shocked.

However, the old man seemed to have something to protect him and was not injured by her. Xia Yuer was inexplicably relieved. Looking at the old man with an ordinary soul in front of him, she frowned and said, "Who are you, why are you here?"

Xia Musheng lowered his head and looked at the red line in his hand. Xia Yu'er also looked at his hand as he moved. A red line gradually appeared on his hand, which had nothing just now, and this line was actually her palm.

Xia Musheng was so restrained that he looked at Xia Yu'er with a trembling trembling. He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound. His eyes stared at Xia Yu'er without blinking. The excitement and affection in it were also unconcealed by the longing and eagerness of looking at his daughter Xia Lan through Xia Yu'er.

Xia Yuer knew that this was a blood line. An ordinary celestial master would never be able to make the blood line appear, but she no longer cared about this. Looking at the person in front of her, Xia Yuer was a little helpless: "You..."

Xia Musheng choked and said, "I, I may be your grandfather."
Chapter completed!