Traveling through a farmer’s house: Villain Nine Thousand Years Old, Stop!

After finally calming down, Yun Zhixia looked at Qian Sizheng who was kneeling upright on the ground and said tentatively.

"You know that Meng is your mother in this life. After she is reincarnated, she will forget her past life and will no longer have any relationship with you."

"Even so, are you willing to give up everything?"

Hearing this, Qian Sizheng nodded without any hesitation and spoke loudly.

"As a son, I am guilty of not fulfilling my filial duty. I cannot bear to see my mother's soul scatter to pieces."

"Please help me, Zhizhi!"

Plop

Qian Sizheng placed his hands on the ground and kowtowed to Yun Zhixia.

"Get up!"

Yun Zhixia sighed, pulled Qian Sizheng up, and then walked to Meng's side.

Meng, who was a little panicked, suddenly felt at ease after seeing Yun Zhixia.

"Do you smell?"

Meng leaned towards Yun Zhixia and muttered to herself.

"what?"

Yun Zhixia was stunned for a moment, then she remembered her identity and couldn't help but roll her eyes.

These ghosts all look dead, they only care about their own bodies!

Yun Zhixia gnashed her teeth when she recalled that in her previous life she was a thousand-year-old ginseng and was harassed by ghosts who wanted to eat her one by one.

"Wake up now!"

Yun Zhixia formed seals with his hands, and the green spiritual power circled around Meng's body, and then penetrated into Meng's body.

As Yun Zhixia's spiritual power was output, Meng's originally somewhat erratic soul gradually became more solid, and the whole person became somewhat calmer.

"Wake up!"

Yun Zhixia increased his spiritual power output, and when he saw that the time was almost right, he sneered and woke up Meng.

Meng suddenly opened her eyes and finally remembered everything. The next second, she looked directly at Qian Sizheng.

"Are you Zheng'er?"

Seeing that Meng had finally woken up, Qian Sizheng took a few steps forward, knelt in front of Meng, put his arms around her waist, and spoke with deep self-blame in his tone.

"Mom, I am the real son. It is my fault that you have suffered here for so many years."

"Zheng'er, my Zheng'er is already this big, you have to take good care of yourself in the future, I can't accompany you anymore."

When Meng regained consciousness, she knew that she had died a long time ago. She helped Qian Sizheng up and looked at him carefully, as if she wanted to remember his appearance.

"Mom, don't worry, the child will be fine!"

Qian Sizheng's eyes were red and tears fell drop by drop on Meng's hands. The grief in his heart was beyond words.

Ten years ago, Qian Sizheng was still a child and did not see Meng's death with his own eyes. This time it was like losing his mother again. How could he not feel pain?

"Meng, is it really you?!"

Mr. Qian looked at Meng. Seeing the same face as in his memory appear in front of him, he suddenly felt guilty and hesitated, not knowing what to say.

Hearing the voice, Meng let go of Qian Sizheng and floated in front of Master Qian.

Mr. Qian looked at Meng's feet that were not touching the ground, and suddenly shuddered and started shouting.

"Ms. Meng, you died of illness, it has nothing to do with me!"

Looking at the cowardly and hypocritical man in front of her, Meng smiled bitterly, slowly squatted down, and spoke softly.

"Master, I am indeed ill, but it is just a common fever. Why didn't you save me? Why?"

"You and I have been husband and wife for so many years, don't you have any feelings at all?"

Faced with Meng's questioning, Mr. Qian also became angry. He stood up, pointed at Qian Sizheng with his right hand and scolded him loudly.

"So what if I don't treat you?"

"Who told you to have an affair with someone else and give birth to this evil child Qian Sizheng!"

"what?!"

Qian Sizheng was a little confused. He looked at Mrs. Meng and then at Mr. Qian, and a hint of doubt appeared in his mind.

Am I not my father's son?

Snapped!

At this moment, Mrs. Meng simply waved her hand and slapped Mr. Qian!

"This slap is for Zheng'er. How dare you, as his father, insult Zheng'er like this?!"

Snapped!

After saying that, Meng slapped Mr. Qian hard again.

"This slap is for myself. I was so blind that I followed you!"

Snapped!

"I slapped my parents on their behalf. If it weren't for you, they wouldn't have lost their daughter so early!"

Mr. Qian staggered after being hit by Meng, and felt the burning pain on his face. He touched his face and sneered.

"You said so much just to cover up your guilty conscience!"

"You are shameless and have an affair with someone!"

Snapped!

Meng couldn't help but slapped Mr. Qian again. Her eyes were red and she looked at the man she had loved all her life with disappointment.

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly, Mrs. Meng burst into laughter, and her laughter became louder and louder, revealing endless sadness.

"Qian Shoucheng, Qian Shoucheng, you have been smart all your life but you are foolish for a moment. Qian Siqi is not your son. He is the evil creature that Zhu and her cousin had an affair with!"

"More than ten years ago, I caught them having an affair, but I let them go because I was soft-hearted. But I ended up getting into trouble and ended up like this!"

Meng shook her head, laughing at herself and Qian Shoucheng. She took a few steps back and walked in front of Qian Sizheng. She took a few last glances at him and then walked towards Yun Zhixia.

"Great Immortal, please help me. I want to be reincarnated and don't want to be a wandering ghost anymore."

Seeing this, Cheng Hongxing and her group also knelt down and begged Yun Zhixia for help.

"Great Immortal, please help me!"

"Great Immortal, please!"

These ghosts have been wandering the human world for many years. Without help, they would not be able to enter the underworld, let alone reincarnate.

Yun Zhixia sighed and motioned for everyone to stand up. Then Yun Zhixia formed seals with his hands and muttered something.

As Yun Zhixia cast the spell, strong winds suddenly blew up all around, making it impossible for everyone to open their eyes.

bang bang bang...

When the strong wind passed, the people and ghosts present saw the most incredible scene.

Ten meters away, two black doors appeared out of thin air. The black doors were several dozen feet high and about seven or eight feet wide. On the doors were carved unknown ferocious beasts with ferocious faces and bared fangs and claws, as if they could come out of the doors in the next second.

This frightened the people and ghosts present so much that they all took a few steps back, not daring to look at it.

Yun Zhixia waited for a while, and seeing that the black door had not opened yet, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes and his expression became dangerous.

"Old Black, Old White, where the hell have you been?!"

Yun Zhixia moved his fingers and a stream of spiritual power shot towards the black door.

squeak...

The black door suddenly opened, and it was pitch black inside, and nothing could be seen. Not long after, a figure dressed in black and holding a chain ran out.

The black-clothed ghost messenger did not have a ferocious face as imagined. Instead, he was a young man with red lips and white teeth, who looked a little shy.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

"Sister Zhizhi, please stop banging the door."

The black-clad ghost adjusted the hat on his head, walked in small steps to Yun Zhixia, and looked at her cautiously.