The Plane Trading System of the Doomsday Master

"Mom...Mom..." A child was calling her mother. The voice was unfamiliar, but it made her heart clench, and she couldn't help crying because of the pain.

"Mom, I am Duoduo." The voice got closer and closer, until it was very close. The darkness in Wu Qianyun's eyes dissipated, and her eyes suddenly brightened up. A thin and familiar figure appeared in her sight, which made Wu Qianyun stunned and stunned. On the spot, "Duoduo?"

"Mom!" The little body snuggled into her mother's arms, greedily enjoying her mother's warm embrace, "Mom, I am Duoduo, I am Duoduo, Mom, Duoduo misses you so much."

"Duoduo, Duoduo..." Wu Qianyun, who came back to her senses, hugged the little body tightly in her arms and burst into tears.

Her Duoduo is back, great, her Duoduo is found.

But...why is she so sad?

Tears flowed uncontrollably, sliding down her face and soaking her pajamas.

"My Duoduo is back, my Duoduo can talk... Wuwu..."

"Duoduo, it's almost time, let's get down to business." A gentle female voice penetrated deep into Duoduo's soul.

Duoduo's little body stiffened, and she raised her head from her mother's arms. She held her mother's tear-filled cheeks with her small hands and said with a smile, "Mom, Duoduo is dead. Duoduo is so cold. You and your father can bring Duoduo back." , in this way, Duoduo can reincarnate and be a good baby for his mother in the next life, okay?"

Wu Qianyun sat down on the ground in shock. She couldn't believe what she heard. She burst into tears and looked horrified. She shook her head. She didn't want to believe that the child in front of her was dead. He was clearly right in front of her and was still in her arms. inside.

"Duoduo, mom is here. Let's go home. Dad has gone out to buy delicious food. Let's go home and wait for dad to come back together. You see, you have a younger brother. He also loves you very much. We all love you. Let's go. Go home with mom." Wu Qianyun was wiping her tears and unwilling to believe the truth and stood up with Duoduo in her arms. The light weight in her arms made Wu Qianyun shed more tears, and the fear in her heart almost made her lose her breath.

"Let's go home..." She kept repeating these words and turned around, but what she saw was a gray sky. She couldn't find the way back...

"Mom, Duoduo loves you. Go back to Tenth Street. Duoduo is at the funeral parlor on Tenth Street. Duoduo is waiting for you and dad to pick up Duoduo. Duoduo wants to go home..."

"No, Duoduo... No, don't go, don't go... Duoduo!!!" The pregnant woman on the bed cried and woke up. She stood up suddenly, only to find her husband rushing in from the door, sweating profusely, "Qianyun !”

When Yu Xing rushed in, the first thing he did was to put his wife into his arms, "Qianyun, I had a dream. I dreamed that Duoduo was here. He said he was so cold and he wanted to go home. Qianyun... Wuwu..." He went out for a walk, and he didn't know when he fell asleep sitting on a bench in the park.

"Ah Xing, Ah Xing, have you dreamed too much? Have you really dreamed too much?" Wu Qianyun looked at her husband in disbelief, crying so hard that the only trace of luck in her heart was slowly disappearing.

"Ah ah ah... my Duoduo..." The couple hugged each other and cried.

The funeral home called and Zeng Jing received it. He was silent for a moment and then stood up and went over.

As soon as I stepped into the campus of the funeral home, I heard heartbreaking cries.

Zeng Jing paused, and for some reason, he suddenly lost the desire to go over.

What did he do in the past? The case is over...Watch the parents who lost their children cry? No...he doesn't want to see...

The curator, who had personally completed the handover formalities, was about to turn around and go in when he glanced towards the door from the corner of his eye and saw Zeng Jing hesitating on the spot.

The curator frowned and walked out, "Officer Zeng?"

"Director." Zeng Jing gave a stiff smile, unable to hide the sadness in his eyes.

The curator knew immediately, "Officer Zeng has a kind heart."

"Me? Maybe." Zeng Jing smiled, "Director, I have something else to do. I came here today just to take a look. Nothing else. Are Yu Rui's family members here?"

"No, so I want to ask you what to do."

"Wait a little longer. How much does it cost? I'll renew it for another month."

"One thousand." The curator said bluntly.

Zeng Jing: ...it was reported very quickly.

"Here." He took out his wallet and said, "The more you pay, the less compensation. I will find his parents as soon as possible."

"I know, we are all old acquaintances, why don't you believe me yet." The curator smiled and raised his hand to pat Zeng Jing on the shoulder, but was avoided.

"Director, it's better not to pat your shoulders casually. Especially in a funeral parlor." This is common sense.

The curator's mouth twitched, "You are quite superstitious."

Zeng Jing was speechless, "This is common sense, okay?"

Curator: "You are the only one who is good at English. I can't understand you."

"Just forget it if you don't understand, let's go."

Looking at Zeng Jing's leaving figure, he lowered his head and put the money into his arms. It was not the first time that this kid had done this, and he was actually kind-hearted.

Across the street outside the park, the little girl watched silently as the woman in the park who fainted from crying was carried out of the hall by her relatives, "Duoduo, go ahead and follow her home."

The thin child kowtowed to the girl, and a drop of black tear fell from the air. Yuan Zhuan reached out to catch it.

"You have collected another ghost tear, congratulations." The system's voice was calm and composed.

Yuan Zhuan said nothing and put it away.

"Sister, what should I do about my parents?" Yu Rui became a little anxious when he saw his good friend leaving. His parents are both in the hospital. Will he be cremated directly?

"Let's go, your aunt and aunt are here."

"what?"

Yuan Zhuan got into the car, Wu Tianqing turned the steering wheel and drove into the distance.

The destination this time is the urban hospital.

When Yuan Zhuan arrived with Yu Rui, his mother had been transferred out of the intensive care unit. The couple were put into the same ward. Several of their relatives came, including Yu Rui's aunt and aunt Yanran.

After entering the inpatient department and confirming his location, Yuan Zhuan stopped stepping forward and said, "Ruirui, go ahead, mom and dad are waiting for you to say goodbye."

While talking, Yuan Zhuan did not avoid Wu Tianqing. Although the latter was a little uncomfortable, he was not that scared in a hospital where people were coming and going.

"Master, where will they go after they leave?" There is life and death every day in the hospital. If he becomes a doctor, he may have problems in his heart. He is afraid of life and death.

"Reincarnation is everyone's future destination." After Yuan Zhuan answered, he looked at Wu Tianqing, "Are you afraid?"

Wu Tianqing shook his head, "I'm just sad for Duoduo and Ruirui's parents. They didn't even have a chance to grow up."

"The age of nine is a hurdle. They just happened to stay outside the hurdle. After leaving, it will be another reincarnation. Just get used to it."

Wu Tianqing didn't reply, and he didn't have time to reply, because his master suddenly rushed out so quickly that he almost didn't react, and his body rushed out like an arrow from a string.

In the crowd, a man raised a kitchen knife full of blood in his hand and chopped it down again, with the determination to kill.

The people around him didn't even react. The doctor who rushed to the emergency department had already fallen down, clutching his neck.

"Ah..."