Ghost Shelter System

The old ghosts have a lot of knowledge and experience, but they seem to have reached a consensus that some secrets that Qin Kun wants to know will not be told to him.

Most of the guys in the realm of life and death have this mysterious appearance, but I didn't expect ghosts to be like this too.

Qin Kun didn't ask why, nor did he care.

On the ninth day, Qin Kun actually received a letter.

The letter was written by Sao Jinchen, saying that Qin Kun's mobile phone was turned off and could not be contacted. After asking Bafang Yulou, he found out that he was in Maoshan. In the letter, Sakonchen asked Qin Kun to accompany him to the magic city.

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One day later, at Jinling Station, Qin Kun saw Sao Konchen with red and swollen eye circles. Li Chong and Chai Ziyue accompanied him.

Sakonomi stood there like a living dead, neither speaking nor making any movement. He seemed to be dumbfounded.

Chai Ziyue accompanied Zuo Jinchen. Qin Kun frowned and looked at Li Chong: "What's going on?"

He had a sullen face, showed no anger, and had an aura coming out of him.

Li Chong lit up a cigarette and sighed: "It's not an outsider's fault, it's a family matter."

After flicking the ashes from his cigarette, Li Chong blew out two streams of smoke from his nose: "Uncle Cui is about to die."

…

The Magic City is as prosperous as ever.

After leaving the station, Wanren drove to pick her up personally, and everyone drove all the way to the hospital.

The Huangpu River rolls into the sea. Not far from the river, there is a VIP ward.

The calla lilies on the windowsill have withered, and the whole ward is filled with the smell of death. The hospital's inherent smell of disinfectant is not exempt from the VIP ward. In addition, there is also a fishy stench.

"Master..."

Beside the bed, Cui Honghu saw Sao Jinchen coming and saluted with red eyes.

Zuo Jinchen touched Cui Honghu's head and looked at the bedside without saying a word.

On the hospital bed was Cui Wuming, the head of the Pan family, who was really dying. With his withered skin, he lay there like a living dead. His eyes were lifeless and dull. He struggled to get up, pulling on the tubes inserted all over his body, but in vain.

"Wiming, lie down, master is here to see you."

Zuo Jinchen sat beside the bed and touched Cui Wuming's head.

Cui Wuming was in his seventies and looked very old. When his master touched his head, he shed two lines of muddy old tears.

"Master..."

The voice was weak, the air was weak, and there was almost no air left. Qin Kun looked around the ward. Not only was the air of death permeated here, but there was also a pressure that refused to dissipate.

Cui Wuming, I don’t want to die...

Qin Kun stood there. Cui Wuming let go of his master's hand and stretched it towards Qin Kun. Qin Kun held it and said, "Old Cui, tell me your last words."

Cui Wuming's face flushed with anger: "The dog's mouth...can't spit out...ivory!"

The weak words of a gun and stick were like being hit on the head with a broomstick. Qin Kun scratched his head and smiled: "I usually don't sell favors to others. Do you really have nothing to say?"

Cui Wuming was startled, suddenly a little excited, and then he understood the meaning of Qin Kun's words.

"Honghu has a hard life...my master is too old...to take care of him...take care of him...for me!"

"Little things."

Qin Kun patted the back of Cui Wuming's hand and walked to the outside of the ward without saying anything else.

Through the glass, Sakonomi's back was indeed much older, and Qin Kun couldn't bear it.

This is the judge.

Stick to the righteous sect in your heart.

For them, anyone who might threaten China's life and death can be killed.

Does cold-blooded also represent justice?

"You guys go out first, I have something to say to Wu Ming." Sakonomi was in a low mood and waved his hand with difficulty.

Outside the ward, the atmosphere was silent.

Cui Honghu was also in a very low mood. Chai Ziyue held him in his arms, patted her twice comfortingly, and then started crying.

This is a child without a home.

He was picked up by Sakonomi and raised by Cui Wuming.

The Fan family is his family, and his ancestor and master are his relatives.

The master's time was running out, which aroused the sadness in Cui Honghu's heart. After the tears burst out, he couldn't stop them.

Chai Ziyue touched Cui Honghu's head and said comforting words, but it didn't work. Cui Honghu also knew that his emotions would make the two elderly people in the ward more uncomfortable, so he cried for a while and forced himself to hold back, sobbing silently.

Qin Kun sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette silently.

Li Chong also sat next to him.

Black Tiger is the most emotional person in Douzong. His eyes are red, and the simple separation of life and death makes him think about the worst as much as possible. What if Jing Sansheng died? What if it was Ge Zhan? If Senior Douzong is about to leave suddenly like this, what should he do?

"Qin Kun..."

"Um?"

"Jing San gave birth to him, he won't die so easily, right?"

Li Chong licked his teeth and asked carefully.

Qin Kun said: "You live under the same roof, ask me, an outsider, how do I know? Are you still making trouble with Jing Huhu?"

"No."

"Li Chong, you are 30."

"Know."

"Jing Sansheng is your biological father."

"No!" Li Chong suddenly said, "I am a bastard. I have heard that there are not many biological blood in the world of life and death."

Snap, Qin Kun slapped him in the face: "Uncle Ge gave you and Jing Laohu a blood test."

Li Chong covered his face: "The results of the blood test can also be faked. We are all adults. Who has not tried this trick of concealing the truth?"

Qin Kun didn't want to tell him that after Jinghuo's Karma Fire Seal disappeared, he could reproduce his descendants.

"Even if it's not, what are you going to do?" Qin Kun asked again.

Li Chong had no answer.

Qin Kun said: "Even if you are a bastard, there is a man who is willing to raise you and bear your father's name without asking you to change your surname. Did Jing Laohu do anything wrong?"

"He abandoned my mother."

Li Chong was no longer confident. He murmured, leaned back on the chair and looked at the ceiling: "Forget it, you are right. I have never dared to face reality, and I never asked him for some details. Some Things, I’m old enough to know.”

Qin Kun did not continue to dwell on this topic, but fell into a long silence.

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As people get older and more mature, they tend to like to think and seldom speak.

Qin Kun became a spectator and stayed with Cui Wuming in the hospital for three days until his death.

Mid to late June.

The sunshine is just right, but it can't clear away the haze in my heart.

Cui Wuming, the head of the Pan family, passed away at the age of 71.

Cui Wuming had few friends during his lifetime, and there were not many people at the memorial service.

Qin Kun, Li Chong, Wanlang, Chai Ziyue, Cui Honghu, five people, plus an older man, held a small farewell ceremony.

Qin Kun helped with the make-up, and the staff at the funeral home were amazed. Several of the undertakers wanted to come and ask for advice, but Li Chong glared back.

Cui Wuming was lying there peacefully, as if sleeping. On his body were paper money scattered by Sakon Chen himself.

Then, he was pushed into the cremation furnace.

"When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out. A handful of flying ashes is a sad thing."

"We will be together again in the next life, drinking fine wine and sitting on the balcony together."

"Hun'er, fly when you should, don't miss this world!"

The ashes were scattered in the Huangpu River. Everyone listened to Zuo Jinchen talking to himself and accompanied him in his final farewell.

Out of the sea, seabirds are circling and the breeze is blowing.

After the ashes were scattered, Zuo Jinchen put away all his emotions, looked at Cui Honghu and said: "From now on, you are the head of the Pan family."

"Master..." Cui Honghu was horrified.

Sakonomi raised his hand to stop him: "Magic City, I will never come again. If you need help with anything, go to your senior brothers and sisters. If anyone bullies you, go to the head of Fuyu Mountain. Honghu, you have grown up, it's your time Flying."

Sakonomi arrived suddenly.

He left suddenly.

That night, Li Chong and his wife left with him, and Qin Kun was arranged here to take care of Cui Honghu for a while.

Qin Kun has no opinion on this.

For those who are out for fun, it’s okay to stay in the Magic City for a while.

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Cui Honghu had just finished his high school entrance examination. It was originally a relaxing vacation, but it turned into this. You can imagine that he felt uncomfortable.

Children in the rebellious period will change a lot if they encounter changes in life. Especially the death of a loved one who was important in his life.

Magic City, a six-story brick building.

The room is filled with old furniture.

I don’t know how many years of use the refrigerator is. The Haier Brothers on it have turned white, and there is no coffee table. There is only one folding table in the house, and the total area does not exceed 70 square meters.

"You live there." Cui Honghu pointed to the master's room.

Qin Kun entered the house. The house was connected to the balcony, and there were flowers and plants. There was a small wooden table covered with felt, which should be the place where Cui Wuming practiced calligraphy.

The bed is very hard, which old men seem to like.

There is a portrait hanging on the wall. Qin Kun does not think it is unlucky. There are two photo frames placed by the bedside. A black and white photo is a photo of Cui Wuming and Zuo Jinchen. The words underneath are "My beloved disciple was ten years old and was taken in People's Park." '. In the photo, Cui Wuming is riding a wooden horse and smiling very happily.

There was a colorful photo of Cui Wuming and Cui Honghu. The words at the bottom still read, "My beloved disciple was ten years old, taken in People's Park." In the photo, Cui Honghu is wearing a veil, riding a wooden horse, and smiling very happily.

"Don't touch it!"

Cui Honghu saw Qin Kun standing at the door holding a photo frame and warning.

Qin Kun glanced over, Cui Honghu was startled, and murmured: "I mean, don't break it..."

"What are the arrangements for the summer vacation? Uncle Zuo left me here, and I think I should accompany you for a walk."

Qin Kun put the photo frame in place and asked Cui Honghu for his opinion.

Cui Honghu said: "Can you play games?"

Qin Kun blinked: "Not really."

Cui Honghu flattened his mouth and said, "That's no need. I don't want to go anywhere else."