System: Card drawing in progress

The blood in the white porcelain bowl was blindingly red. The man took out a small brush, dipped it in the blood in the bowl, and carefully painted it on the tablet. It was like he was applying a layer of red paint instead of blood.

Not a drop fell on the ground.

The blood on the tablet dried up as soon as it was brushed off, leaving no chance for it to flow down.

After carefully painting the tablet up and down, left and right, he put it back in its original place and knelt down again, bowing all the way down, with his forehead touching the cold ground.

The man felt the cooler air in the room, and goose bumps appeared uncontrollably on his body. It was not the cold, but another kind of fear from the bottom of his heart.

There was something new in the room.

"I am an unfilial descendant of the Fan family. I beg you to save my wife and children. I am willing to give everything I have."

He never looked up.

At the same time, on the other side, Zhong Muming was reading a travelogue when he suddenly felt a voice calling him from somewhere, as if attracting him forward.

"Hmm? This feeling is a little strange!"

Will you go?

Of course! Anyway, with his ability, he can't die. Even if he dies, he can't fall into eternal sleep, but will be busy with work.

There are very few things that can arouse his curiosity.

For him, a boring life is the most unbearable.

"Then... go ahead!"

Zhong Muming, dressed in black, looked at the man kneeling on the ground and the small room. Finally, his eyes fixed on the freezer that looked out of place.

That freezer is too "new". All the other furniture have been bought from several hands, except for the freezer, which should be first-hand.

In addition to this, there is the woman standing next to the freezer, with an illusory figure and lifeless eyes, subconsciously following the man's figure.

Even she herself probably didn't know why she did this.

He naturally heard those words and replied with interest:

"Why should I help you? Your life cannot be exchanged for two lives."

Wuchang cannot save the dead. He is a practitioner of order, so how could he break the rules that he himself maintained?

Wu Chang, who has been dealing with corpses and souls for a long time, can also see that there is more than one corpse in the freezer. How can only one soul appear? Did the other soul dissipate?

Hmm, wait, this child is interesting, half-life and half-dead, neither human nor ghost. Well, this world cannot give birth to ghosts at all, the rules of the world do not allow it.

From the perspective of ordinary people, the child seems to be dead, but in the eyes of Zhong Muming, who is an impermanent person, it is not impossible to save the child. This life is a miracle, and he is also very curious about what will happen next.

The man didn't think for too long and spoke the moment Zhong Muming finished speaking. He might have known that saving both of them was a luxury.

"Then please save my son, sir. I am willing to pay with my life."

……

In the hospital, several young nurses gathered together to chat.

"Hey, do you know? The man who sent a pregnant woman here yesterday, the one whose adults and children died, died last night. Before he died, he cleaned the room, apologized to his ancestors, and cut his wrists. In the end, he also died.

If his neighbor hadn’t known about his family’s situation and felt a little uneasy, he would have knocked on the door for most of the next day, but no one opened it, so he would have risked breaking the door open. He wouldn’t have known that he was dead, and his body would have been cold.”

The nurses who were gossiping felt indescribable discomfort in their hearts.

"A hemp rope always breaks at the thinnest part, and misfortune always finds the unfortunate. It's meaningless, let's go!"

I don’t even have the heart to gossip anymore.

……

"What, let us watch the baby?"

"What, let us watch the baby?"

The twins spoke in unison. Zhong Muming in white took a sip of tea and nodded:

"What else? Should I take care of it?"

He used to think that the twins had quite different personalities, but now he feels that they are indeed not from the same family. Don't they look alike? Isn't this quite a tacit understanding between them?

The twins waved their hands:

"No, we won't."

“We can’t even feed ourselves, let alone a child, a child whose eyes haven’t even been opened yet.

Shouldn't a child like this be sent to the hospital?"

Compared to Shang Huayang's shocked look, Shang Huachuan was only surprised at first, but then he adapted quickly.

He concluded that the child was a newborn, wrinkled, not pretty at all, like a hairless monkey, and too small.

Zhong Muming picked up the book he hadn't finished reading and was about to continue. After hearing Shang Huachuan's words, he shook his head:

"No, he can only survive with me, if he is sent to the hospital, he will die.

Someone has entrusted me with their life and asked me to take care of this child. I cannot let him die so easily."

Shang Huachuan's face was filled with black lines. Hey, this is like raising a child. Don't talk like you're raising a cat or a dog. This is a life!

However, after listening to Zhong Muming's serious words, Shang Huachuan rubbed his forehead helplessly. He always felt that after meeting this guy, he had more and more headaches.

This year he suffered more than he had to endure in the past decade or so. Did he owe him something?

I sighed inwardly.

Zhong Muming glanced at the weak child in the cradle, who was crying like a cat. It was a kitten. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his small chest, it would be easy to doubt whether he was still alive.

Thinking of the man named Fan, after hearing what he said, he wiped his neck without hesitation and wanted to sigh.

He can't raise a child!

There was no other choice but to call the two brothers Shang Huayang and ask them to help them if there was anything. Alas, otherwise, why would he recruit people?

Fortunately, he was quick to stop it.

"Are you going to give him a name?"

The man had a complicated expression, and his tone finally changed a little, no longer sounding lifeless.

"Just call him...Fan...Quji!"

"Does the child have a name?"

Since they knew that Zhong Muming's mind could not be changed, and there was a life at stake, the two of them no longer had the initial resistance and changed the subject.

"His name is Fan Quji."

Shang Huayang and Shang Huachuan looked at each other.

"This name... is very good."

It's more than just very good. Just by hearing the name, you can tell that the person who gave him the name had the most sincere blessings for him.

"But we really don't know how to raise children. It's very troublesome. Without any experience, it's easy to kill them. Children, especially those of this age, are most likely to die."

Zhong Muming closed the book:

"Why are you looking at me? I don't know how to do that. You can go and learn or ask. You can always find out on the Internet. As for this kid, he is definitely tough."

Shang Huayang whispered:

"But we still have to go to school, so we don't have time."