Game of Destiny: This player is different

The old lady with white hair had her back to Qin Nuo.

She muttered something softly while burning paper money in the iron basin in front of her.

It was a warm and cold night in early May.

A cool breeze blew past.

The ashes from the burning paper money were blown away and floated in the air.

Is this the old lady in shroud that Sister Li mentioned?

I didn't expect to meet her at the beginning of the mission.

Qin Nuo stood there with a gloomy face.

He glanced at the mission item on his wrist from the corner of his eye.

The pointer did not move.

This means that the old lady in shroud is not the target of the mission.

There is no need to waste time.

He thought so and turned to walk towards the entrance of the crematorium.

The black gate, which was nearly four meters high, was locked tightly by two iron gates.

There was also a sign on the lock that said [Suspended Closure].

Qin Nuo looked up.

Above the gate is a row of pointed iron fences, like sharp iron spears.

This design is to prevent thieves from climbing and to adjust Feng Shui.

Use the gun to break through the air and drive away the wandering ghosts.

After easily climbing over the gate, you still need to cross a road called "opening the door" in Feng Shui.

It is not until you reach the Cultural Square that you really enter the Happy Crematorium.

In the dark night, the street lights on both sides are not turned on.

Only the faint moonlight in the sky provides light.

Qin Nuo walked straight along the avenue. After about three minutes of walking, he saw a swaying fire in front of him.

Continue to move forward, and then find a thin back squatting in front of the flame.

Full of white hair, black shroud, hunched back.

Isn't it the old lady in shroud just now?

Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows, knowing that he had encountered a ghost wall.

The last time I encountered a ghost wall was when I was performing a trial mission.

I didn't expect to encounter it again in a month.

Can't you ghosts change your tricks?

If there is no work, you can just not do it.

If there is no trick, you can bite the lighter.

Qin Nuo shook his head and walked towards the old lady in the shroud.

Probably because of her age and slow reaction, the old lady in the shroud didn't raise her head until Qin Nuo stood beside her, and looked at the tall young man who appeared beside her.

"Old lady, are you busy?"

Qin Nuo greeted her in a kind tone, pretending to be an enthusiastic citizen and squatting down.

His left hand, which was hidden behind his back, had quietly picked up a brick.

The old lady in the shroud stared at him for a while, nodded woodenly, and then continued to put paper money into the iron basin.

Stacks of red banknotes continued to turn into ashes in the flames.

Qin Nuo noticed that there was a glass photo frame in front of the iron basin.

The black and white photo inside is of a young man with a bitter face.

Old wife and young husband?

He frowned and looked at the old lady with a strange look.

As the saying goes, thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger, fifty can suck dirt while sitting on the ground, and sixty can suck mice through the wall.

Seventy can eat people without spitting out bones, eighty Da Yu dare not block, ninety can swallow the Zhenhai Pestle, and one hundred can capture the Buddha in the sky.

Judging from her face, this old lady should be seventy or eighty years old, and if you count the ghost age, it would be even higher.

Presumably, she is still strong in her old age and has exhausted her husband to death...

Probably noticing Qin Nuo's scrutiny, the old lady in the shroud turned her head and asked in an old and hoarse tone: "Young man, why are you staring at me?"

"Well... nothing, I just think you are very powerful."

"What?"

The old lady in the shroud didn't understand, and her turbid eyes revealed a strong sense of confusion.

The two were silent for a while, and it was Qin Nuo who broke the silence first.

He glanced at the paper money in the other person's hand, and suddenly moved closer and asked mysteriously: "Old lady, do you want the goods?"

? ? ?

The old lady in the shroud had a lot of question marks in her head. Before she could answer, she saw Qin Nuo took out a stack of paper money and handed it over.

"New style of ghost money, large denomination, sufficient materials, with anti-counterfeiting logo, and a hot-selling item in the netherworld. I'll take a loss, how about selling it to you at an 11% discount?"

There was another silence.

This old lady in the shroud probably has never seen a living person like this.

Her mouth opened like a salted fish, and she couldn't say a word.

This kid is not only not afraid, but also wants to sell things to himself.

Do you know that I am a ghost!

Suppressing the irritability that was gradually rising in her heart, the old lady in the shroud took a breath for a long time and said slowly:

"Young man, what are you talking about? I don't understand.

If it's convenient, can you please not disturb me?

Today is the anniversary of my grandson's death, and I have to burn paper money for him."

"Oh? He is your grandson, and he looks quite young."

Qin Nuo took back the paper money embarrassedly and moved his eyes to the black and white photo.

"Yes, he died at a young age.

Alas~Blame me for being useless. I got seriously ill and my family borrowed a lot of money to treat me. In order to pay off the debt, my good grandson followed the captain to go fishing, but he drowned.

The old lady sighed, and her tone revealed countless sadness and sorrow.

"Ah? Sorry, sorry, I touched your sad story."

Qin Nuo nodded with empathy: "Alas, in fact, I used to fish, and I also developed a habit of eating sea cucumbers.

I still insist on eating it now.

You know, sea cucumbers are a great tonic, and you will feel super brave after eating them.

In the evening, take a sauna, light a three-hour clock, and then have three beer and barbecue meals.

The next day, I was still full of energy and could fight passionately with eleven strong men for ninety minutes.

Last time, I used too much force and accidentally broke the leg of my foreign friend. "

After Qin Nuo finished speaking, he laughed proudly twice.

"..."

They were totally on different channels.

The old lady in the shroud felt a pain in her head, and wished she could kill this young man who was talking nonsense right now.

But it was not the right time yet.

"Haha, you are pretty good."

She smiled dryly and took out another stack of paper money: "Young man, if you have nothing to do, help me burn paper money together? I am old and slow, and I burn too slowly."

Qin Nuo looked down at the red paper money handed over by the other party and did not take it.

Ghost things should not be taken carelessly.

He stepped back and said with a sense of loss: "Old lady, seeing you burning paper here, I remembered that today is the anniversary of my son's death.

As a father, I actually forgot my son's death anniversary. I am really unworthy of being a father. "

As he said that, he grabbed a handful of ashes from the ground and threw them into the iron basin, almost putting out the fire.

The old lady in the shroud twitched, and veins seemed to emerge on her wrinkled face: "I didn't expect you to be a miserable person, please accept my condolences. Otherwise, burn paper money with me to commemorate your child."

Qin Nuo shook his head: "No, my son was resurrected a few days ago, and it cost me 10QB."

Ah?!

The old lady in the shroud felt her blood pressure soaring, and the paper money in her hand accidentally fell down.

It turns out that you have been talking nonsense for a long time.

Where is my knife? Where is my knife?