Ball Ball Cultivation

Qiuqiu shook her head slightly at her silly brother. Although her magic power was so low that it was almost non-existent and her spiritual consciousness was almost completely sealed in her divine nature, she could still feel the energy changes around her by extending a trace of her mental power in this situation.

Wen Yuan had already started making personal attacks: "You finally got into college, so what? College students are worthless these days. Your grandparents are in poor health, and their pensions are barely enough for their daily expenses and medical care. Your father has a new love and has long since abandoned you. Your grandparents have a new grandson, so who would remember you, the eldest grandson born to a daughter-in-law they don't like? You're just a pathetic creature that no one wants."

At this time, Qiuqiu felt a gust of cold wind blowing around him. Qiuqiu quickly stuffed a handful of talismans into his silly brother's hand, including peace talismans, ghost-dispelling talismans, and heart-clearing talismans. Qiuqiu tightly grasped a few Five Thunder Talismans in his hand.

Wen Yuan whispered to the corner of the wall, "Here I come."

Yang Kun was still standing there, still unable to recover from the shock. His most secret thoughts were spoken out by this Taoist priest. He couldn't tell whether he felt more sad or embarrassed.

Still the silly brother asked softly: "Who's here?"

Qiuqiu kindly explained: "Yang Kun's biological mother."

Yang Kun's eyes widened in disbelief: "Where is my mother? I miss her so much." When the boy who had just been hit encountered a ghost, the first thing he felt was not fear, but longing.

Wen Yuan might be a little angry about Yang Kun's initial distrust of him, "Open the temporary Sky Eye for 10,000."

Yang Kun was not willing to bargain: "Okay, open my third eye for me."

Qiuqiu: In just six months, the sacred mountain god has been corrupted by money. What a sin!

Wen Lei stood in front of Qiuqiu and said, "Sister, don't be afraid, I will protect you. I have talismans here." If it weren't for the trembling arm and the talismans she had just given her, she almost believed it.

But he still patted his silly brother comfortingly: "I'm not afraid, I still have a peace amulet in my bag."

It has been verified that he is a warm-hearted silly brother.

Although Qiuqiu's magic power is low, he can still use a little mental power to open a temporary third eye for himself. As for Wen Lei, it is better not to let him know those mysterious things.

The female ghost who now appeared in the corner had a shocking bloody wound from her jaw to her neck, her face was full of black air, and there was only Yang Kun in her eyes.

When Yang Kun, who had opened his third eye, faced such a mother, his eyes showed intimacy, longing, and a little fear.

A trembling voice sounded easily: "Mom, I miss you so much, and grandma and grandpa miss you too."

The black energy on the female ghost slowly disappeared, and she gradually turned back into her living appearance.

Yang Kun's mother, Yang Huan, was a village beauty in Yangjiagou, a village very close to Yi City, where the crematorium was built not far from the village. Later, Yi City rapidly developed and expanded, and the village was completely transformed. First, a small commodity wholesale market was built on the edge of the village, and then the surrounding houses were converted into residential areas.

Because this place is close to the crematorium, many villagers used the demolition compensation to buy houses elsewhere, and the Yang family was one of those who wanted a house. When Yang Kun's father first started to establish a small commodity wholesale market, he used the savings of the two families over the years to buy a shop and start a business, and the family quickly became wealthy.

Yang's father gradually began to travel around the country to factories, and Yang Huan stayed in the store and took care of the elderly and children at home.

The residential complex was completed in three or four years, and the profits from the shop were used to buy the two remaining apartments on the thirteenth floor. This essentially turned the shop into a small foreign trade company. Unexpectedly, Yang's father used the private money he earned from his business to support a mistress.

Yang Huan's family was an only daughter, and she married into a family with the same surname in the same village. Her children also bore the surname Yang, thus ensuring a sense of inheritance. Even if the two Yang families were related, it would have to be seven or eight generations back, and there was no such thing as marriage between people with the same surname. Yang's father, drawn to her looks and family background, pursued her relentlessly for years. Yang Huan's anger, not only because he had abandoned her and used her property to support a mistress, but also because she was unwilling to accept the consequences.

But what a mother can't let go of the most are her parents and children. Wen Yuan must have felt something was wrong from the beginning, so he used mind reading to hear what Yang Kun feared the most, and used words to provoke Yang Kun, telling him about his current situation and inferiority complex. The more pitiful he was, the more verbally aggressive he was. Soon Yang Huan was enraged and came out on his own.

Yang Kun unconsciously approached Yang Huan, but after taking a few steps, he was stopped by Wen Yuan, "Don't come close, the ghost energy will hurt your body."

This sentence also successfully made Yang Huan stop in his tracks.

Yang Huan looked at her grown-up son, and her voice became even sadder. "Kunkun, I'm sorry that Mommy didn't grow up with you."

Yang Kun just shook his head and said, "I'm fine, and grandma and grandpa are fine too. We just miss you very much. Mom, were you killed by that man? Grandma and grandpa even suspect that he killed you." Yang Kun had a lot of resentment towards his father and no longer called him dad.

Yang Huan's soul began to stir, and black energy slowly gathered on her face. Qiuqiu quickly activated a mind-clearing talisman on her.

Yang Huan slowly spoke, "At that time, you were about to take the high school entrance exam, and many things at home were kept secret from you. In fact, I had known for a long time that he had someone else outside, and I wanted to divorce you after you finished the exam. He probably knew that I wanted a divorce, and that cheating during marriage can result in being kicked out of the house, so he couldn't wait to come and occupy this house. When I found out that he was renovating, I just wanted to chase them away, not fight with him. But those decorators were all hired by him, and they didn't listen to me at all. He even wanted to push me out, but I naturally refused. While struggling and pushing, I fell on the gears of the tile cutter."

"They all testified that you were knocked down by the power line yourself."

"Maybe. It was a chaotic situation. It's possible that the wires got tangled in your feet during the scuffle. I'm already dead. They really treated you harshly."

"It's not really harsh treatment, but the two sides have basically severed ties. I live with my grandparents."

Qiuqiu couldn't stand it any longer. "He committed manslaughter and should be held legally responsible. He pushed you, and then you tripped over the wire and fell. That's completely different from falling while walking."

Yang Huan then turned his attention to the others. "He pushed me out, but I refused to go out and struggled inside. The wire of the cutting saw was being pulled off the ground, and I struggled and was knocked down by the wire, falling onto the saw."

"This should also be considered manslaughter. You should consult a professional lawyer." Qiuqiu had never studied law and was unsure about the sentencing for manslaughter.

Yang Kun told the truth: "A few years ago, my grandfather asked someone to find a lawyer and also contacted those renovation workers. They all said that it was my mother who took down the house. There is no evidence to prove that it was that person. Because there is no way to convict him, he is at large."