After a while, he had arrived in the small village in his hometown. Although these years have passed, everything here still seems to have not changed much, and every grass and tree makes him feel a lot.

It was just as sunset when I returned home. There were many farmers walking on the country road carrying hoes or chopping wood, but at first glance, I didn't see anyone familiar. I was stunned and realized that I had been away for decades. People of my generation who were of the same generation should have been white hair or had passed away. I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in my heart.

Somewhat surprisingly, although his ghost body would not be seen by ordinary people without his intentional appearance, the surrounding country dogs seemed to be able to see him, and sometimes they barked around him and grinned, as if they could detect the ominous aura of the ghost on him, trying to prevent him from entering the village.

However, in the eyes of others, the dogs seemed to be barking suddenly, and the place they barked was empty. This made people feel a little strange and even more frightened. They hurriedly took their own dogs home. Unexpectedly, these dogs who were usually obedient were stubborn and refused to leave, and still roared at the air, roaring at that space, no matter how the owner beat and scolded him.

"I am really loyal to protecting the Lord!"

Song Yugang was a little surprised and sighed but did not hurt these dogs, but exuded the momentum on their bodies. The next moment, the villagers were stunned to see their own dogs suddenly as if they had seen some tigers and beasts so scared that they curled their tails and arched their bodies, and ran home as if they were running away. The master couldn't stop them...

Song Yugang laughed twice and then planned to continue walking towards the home.

But at this moment, he heard the whispers of two suspicious villagers on the side. The words made him stop subconsciously and listen with his ears.

"These dogs are really weird. It is said that their eyes can really see things that our human eyes cannot see..."

"That's not. Have you heard of the strange things about Lao Song's family last time? Isn't it just the bad things caused by his dog?"

"It seems that the dog bit off the leg of a weasel who entered the yard to steal food in the middle of the night. Then, in the past half month, their family has been in trouble..."

"That's right, not only are people often talking in the middle of the night, but things are even messed up. A few days ago, the rice in his fields was deliberately made up by someone? Huang Daxian is the most vengeful person. How dare we ordinary people provoke him? This is not, the old Song family has been hard, but now it's not a big deal. Alas, it's even more miserable..." The man sighed heavily.

"Oh, I even saw the most effective witch a few days ago. I wanted to ask for mercy and let Huang Daxian give up his hands. Isn't this a failure? As a result, I fell off the bed when I went out. I couldn't even get out of bed these two days. So we should not get involved in this kind of thing, so as not to get angry with Huang Daxian again..."

The two of them were so secretive that they didn't dare to say much, but just walked home with a frown.

But Song Yugang, who was standing behind, frowned. He sounded familiar just now. Could it be that Huang Daxian was just trying to do something about his own family?

"Walk!"

Thinking of this, his face gradually became a little ugly. He waved his hand in a deep voice, asking the two mouse spirits who followed him to follow him quickly, intending to meet this extremely arrogant Huang Taixian for a while.

Soon, he followed the familiar road in his memory and had already walked to the door of his hometown. Before he could enter the door, he found a strong fishy smell emitting outside the house, which was stenchless and almost wanted to leave.

Song Yugang became increasingly sure that the old Song family mentioned by the two villagers was their own. This stench was only emitted by monsters like weasels, and may not be able to smell it for ordinary people, but for people like witches who have special spiritual senses, they will obviously notice the stench.

This is actually a warning, warning that this family will take revenge if they provoke it, and others should not interfere casually, otherwise they will bear the consequences.

And backward villages like this are rarely able to do anything to such high-level people, so they are often a good place for such low-level geniuses to act as a blessing.

But this time, it may have encountered a tough guy!

He snorted coldly, not caring about the stench, and instead looked at the familiar house carefully.

The whole thing seems to be different from before he passed away, but it seems to be a little old and dilapidated than when he was still alive. It can be seen that his descendants have not turned over to live a good life, and may even be a little more difficult than himself, so they have fallen into this. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sad.

I have indeed become a lonely ghost and am confused. I have abandoned many troubles and the family who cannot let go of the most is still suffering in the world...

At this time, the sun had not yet set, and there was still light in the windows in the house. You could vaguely hear subtle voices and vicissitudes of coughing, which made him feel slightly moved in his heart in front of the door, and he walked straight through the wooden door with the ghost body into the house.

"Grandma, you have a break earlier. Just let Xier do these..."

A young girl's voice came into his ears. Song Yugang looked in the sound and saw an old woman with white hair sitting next to the uneven wooden table. She was squinting her eyes slightly and trying to mend her clothes with the sunlight that was about to fall. However, she was already in a very bad health. She could not help but cover her mouth and cough twice, showing her face of illness and fatigue.

A girl about five or six years old was tiptoed and obediently patting her back, trying to share her worries for her grandmother.

"It's okay, Xi'er, you're so well-behaved, grandma feels much better." The old woman smiled kindly, but then sighed again, showing a little sad look on her face.

"Oh, I just had such a big trouble at home. I originally saved money this year, maybe I could add a new dress to Xier during the holidays and buy you more candy that is available in the city. Now it is..."

"Xi'er doesn't have new clothes and candy, just as long as your parents and grandma are good." The little girl was a little sad and said in a low voice.

Although she is still young, she naturally has to be much precocious and understand more when she was born in this environment.

Song Yugang looked at this scene silently from the side, and felt even more heartbroken.

If I still had a confused and confused life like before, I wonder what the result would be...

Seeing his former head wife transform from a black hair into a silver thread, with wrinkles on her face, she felt even more guilty.

She was still so stubborn and never remarried. She had paid too much for this family...
Chapter completed!