Lao Gong begs you not to seek death

The tone of these two people clearly "remembered" that there was someone like Qi Fei in the school just now, as if someone had pressed the power switch and poured the "memory" about "Qi Fei" into their brains.

Lin Yusheng had seen Yin Sha's appearance in Liu Jinli's memories. Although most of it was covered by a hat, the few strands of hair exposed under the brim of the hat were easily recognizable.

But he still dare not confirm.

There are so many natural volumes in this world, you can never meet two people and say they are the same person.

Lin Yusheng pretended to be calm, and forced a smile, "Qi Fei, shouldn't you be studying at school? Why did you come to my house?"

Qi Fei's voice came over, "Oh, that's right. Didn't your grandma go to school to look for you? I'll come to your house and tell her not to worry."

Wang An slapped his forehead, "Look at my memory, Qi Fei has indeed told the school leaders that he wants to come to your house to explain the situation."

Hu Xiao: "Yes, the day before yesterday or yesterday, he specifically went to find Director He."

These words were unremarkable, but Lin Yusheng's heart sank when he heard them. A certain answer was already in front of him, just waiting for him to lift the cover of fog.

He slowly stretched out his hand, trying to tear off the man's veil, but he didn't dare to step forward when he was within a millimeter. His flat five fingers gradually curled up into a fist, and finally retracted.

Seeing that he was silent all the time, Wang An wondered, "What's wrong with you? Isn't Qi Fei very close to you? Why doesn't he look happy at all."

"Hi!" Hu Xiao slapped him on the back, almost bleeding Lin Yusheng from the slap, "Say hello!"

Lin Yusheng felt the pain rising in his chest, and said slowly, "Qi Fei, you...why are you at my house..."

Qi Fei was still sitting in the dark, and he could only hear his impatient voice, "Didn't I just say that you didn't bring your brain out today?"

Lin Yusheng took a step forward, "I don't listen to such obvious excuses, I want you to tell the truth!"

"..."

Wang An suddenly stopped him, "Why are you angry with Qi Fei?"

Lin Yusheng: "Let go."

Hu Xiao said angrily, "Lin Yusheng, you've been acting weird recently, aren't we friends?"

"It's not me that's weird, it's you!" Lin Yusheng threw off Wang An's hand and leaned staggeringly against the door frame, "Have you forgotten that Director He died of lung cancer three years ago, where is our school?" You can still find a second Director He!"

Wang An: "..."

Hu Xiao: "..."

Although Lin Yusheng turned his face to Wang An and Hu Xiao, the words were obviously not meant for them.

"Heh heh heh..." Qi Fei snorted coldly, holding his breath, and then, as if amused by this incident, he covered his stomach and laughed, and finally the whole room was filled with his laughter, "Haha Hahahaha little baby, you are really interesting..."

Following the deafening roar of the lion, Wang An and Hu Xiao's pupils lost their light, their eyelids closed, and they fell down stiffly.

Lin Yusheng's back was covered in cold sweat, and even his coat was a little soaked. He leaned on the wall and walked in to turn on the light in the room.

It was so dark in the room now that he couldn't even see color.

"The old man advises you not to."

Lin Yusheng shook his hand holding the switch: "What do you mean?"

"You'll know when you come in."

Lin Yusheng felt a very strong sense of uncertainty in his heart, and he didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only walk into the darkness according to his will.

I regretted it once I came in.

Not regretting the action of "coming in", but regretting what I did these days.

The old man's weak voice lingered in his ears, as if he was holding his last breath, "Where is my little Linzi... my lord, my little Linzi hasn't come home yet, if he comes back, my lord must tell him, grandma made it!" The persimmons were put on the stove for him..."

A ghostly glowing soul floated in the air, with an old face pleading with the standing white shadow, pulling the cuffs and refusing to let go, even though the neck and limbs were tightly bound by soul chains.

Lin Yusheng burst into tears almost instantly, he slowly raised his hand to touch the illusory ghost, "Grandma..."

"My little Linzi lost his parents when he was young, and I have a bad temper. I often ask him to study hard, and he will be beaten if he doesn't obey. I am an incompetent grandma..."

"If he comes back, can my lord apologize for me?"

"Just say I'm sorry, grandma is too demanding of you. In fact, it doesn't matter if you are not the first in your grade. It doesn't matter if you don't study. It doesn't matter if you like to read folklore, as long as you are happy."

When it came to "folklore", the old man's tone obviously paused, and then he added: "No, as expected, folklore still can't be read."

Lin Yusheng smiled, tears streaming down his face, "Why, grandma? Why can't folklore books be read?"

Ordinary dead souls cannot recognize the appearance of their living relatives, and the old man immediately replied angrily: "Of course I can't look at it. Xiao Linzi can finally live like an ordinary person, but nothing will happen again."

Lin Yusheng was startled when he heard the words, "What do you mean?"

However, the old man ignored her, and turned around to beg the "sir" in her mouth, "If you are willing to give me a message for this old woman, the old woman will go to hell with you!"

Only then did Lin Yusheng see that there was a transparent iron chain behind the soul body, faintly connected to the ground, and it was almost fully formed.

The old man will become an earth-bound spirit who cannot be reincarnated.

"Me! I'll bring the message for you!" Lin Yusheng slapped his chest in a hurry, "It's Xiao Linzi, right! I'll take the message for you!"

The old man looked over blankly, "You also recognize my little Linzi?"

Lin Yusheng nodded wildly, "Yes! I am at the same table with him. He often tells me about you, saying that he wants to get into a good university and find a good job in the future! Take you to a big city! Take you..." As he spoke, he With a choked sob, the decibel weakened several degrees, "Let you live a good life..."

Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head and smiled gratifiedly, "Please tell him, little brother, to live his own life well and not live for others... He has this kind of heart, I am already very satisfied... very satisfied..."

Before the words fell, the chain behind the soul body broke with a "clang", Bai Wuchang swung her into his cuff with one hand, and the black-like darkness around him dissipated in an instant like the silence of someone drinking tea. , only the diffraction of natural light remains, which gently illuminates the furnishings in the house.

Old wooden tables and chairs were lying on the ground, slag from porcelain bowls was thrown everywhere, and the chickens, ducks and geese in the backyard were dying, and they didn’t even have the strength left to scream...

Now there are only two sober people in the room, Lin Yusheng and Bai Wuchang. Bai Wuchang cleared his throat as if he wanted to say something, but Lin Yusheng leaned on the wall without saying a word, and walked to the kitchen next door, his head lowered. , can't see the eyes.

Seeing him like this, Bai Wu silently swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Lin Yusheng's knee injury was not fully healed, and he limped to the kitchen, intending to fetch persimmons from the stove, but he tripped over an object as soon as he reached the door. With the warm palm, his face turned completely white, and goose bumps covered his body.

The old man was holding a fruit plate in his hand, and the dried persimmons were scattered all over the place, as if he fainted suddenly while putting the plate on the stove.

The sadness in Lin Yusheng's heart suddenly broke the embankment, and he couldn't bear it any longer, and collapsed on the old man's body and shouted...

"Ahhhh-!"