It was a boy who looked twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a sportswear, with a childish face and a pair of big eyes, as if flashing with anticipation, looking at Zhang Kun.

Zhang Kun was stunned, then nodded slightly.

Originally, according to Zhang Kun's previous conventions, or temperament, when he was not absolutely confirmed by the soul that he could see "them", Zhang Kun would not admit it if he was killed.

Because Zhang Kun hates trouble, hates all troublesome things, he likes a simple life, and his soul is a "trouble" that comes to the door one by one.

So in the past, unless he was caught red-handed, or directly confirmed that he could see "them", Zhang Kun never pretended not to see them.

More is better than less, he really hates trouble.

However, since experiencing the Peng Yibo incident and Chen Xiaoqiao, coupled with returning to his hometown, half a month's rest, or rather rest, it is better to say fermentation, his temperament has begun to change slowly.

Life in the world, do something and do nothing, of course, this may be a bit of a false emptiness, the direct point is that people live a lifetime, always have to do something.

Zhang Kun's family cares, his parents don't need him to support him now, and even if he needs support, he doesn't need to worry about anything, even if he doesn't earn a penny in the future, the money in the bank card is enough for his parents to enjoy their old age.

As for himself, he never worries about anything, he has the ability, no matter where he is, he is afraid that he will not be able to eat a mouthful of food?

Therefore, Zhang Kun wanted to do something within his ability, whether it was for this society, for this country, or for any human being, in short, everything was good, just wanted to do something.

So what to do?

Zhang Kun thought about it and found that most of the things are being done, even if no one is doing it now, but when the time comes, there will always be someone who will do it.

For example, charity, disaster relief, healing and saving people.......

There are many things that Zhang Kun can do, but it is not to the point where he is indispensable.

Zhang Kun thought about it, then do something that others can't do.

Since God has given him a pair of yin and yang eyes, then he must need to do something.

Perhaps, it is his duty to help the souls stranded in the world get rid of their obsessions and ascend to heaven.

Of course, "Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha" is the great wish of the King of the Earth, and Zhang Kun cannot make the earth, or even China, reach such a level.

But what Zhang Kun can do is to help him as much as possible, around him, and some souls who have been found, within the scope of his ability, to help them fulfill their unfulfilled wishes, and then let go of everything and become a Buddha on the ground.

It is undeniable that in all these changes in mind, the Peng Yibo incident occupies an immeasurable position.

Even though Zhang Kun helped Peng Yibo fulfill his unfulfilled wish, his apology to Peng Yibo was still haunting his heart.

Peng Yibo is gone, and he can't help him anymore, so Zhang Kun released these apologies to the soul who is stuck in the world because of his obsession like Peng Yibo.

After getting Zhang Kun's affirmative nod, the child's soul obviously showed an excited look, and was about to say something, but Zhang Kun smiled and said: "I haven't been back for a long time, the house is messy, dust is everywhere, if the matter is not very urgent, wait for me to clean up the room, and then we will talk slowly, okay?"

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, the child smiled embarrassedly, but still nodded busily.

Zhang Kun smiled at the child, and then walked into the room.

Speaking of which, this is also Zhang Kun's home, he was born here, grew up here, and here are his childhood memories, parents, grandparents.

But since the last time I left, it has been eight or nine months.

He didn't know if his parents had come back in the middle, but it was obvious that they hadn't been in the last month or two anyway.

The house was gray, and all the furniture was dusty, Zhang Kun tried to press the switch at the door, and the lights on the roof flashed twice, and then slowly turned on.

Fortunately, the circuit is still normal.

Zhang Kun slowly took off the duffel bag on his back, then gently blew on a bench to blow away the dust on it, and then put the backpack on it.

After putting it down, Zhang Kun turned his head to look around, then rolled up his sleeves and strode to the kitchen and bathroom in the back.

It's time to clean it up, how can you live like this?

Although Zhang Kun doesn't have a cleanliness habit or anything, at least cleanliness is still required.

Find the rag bucket, then turn on the faucet, and there are two muffled sounds in the faucet, and then the water comes out.

However, at first, the water was orange-yellow, as if it was faintly rusty, and it was not until it was left for more than a minute that the water slowly cleared up.

After receiving the water, Zhang Kun picked up the rag and started cleaning.

Every part of the room was dirty, every corner was covered with dust, and every space was tinged with a faint dull atmosphere.

Zhang Kun opened all the doors and windows in the room, then carried a bucket and began to sprinkle water on the ground little by little, until it was sprinkled in every corner, then he took out a broom, wore a mask, and started to clean it from the ceiling little by little.

The room was dusty and dusty, and a busy figure was unhurried, even a little leisurely, cleaning little by little.

Sweeping the ceiling and the ground, as well as the surface of some furniture, the obvious dust was gone, Zhang Kun picked up the rag again, dipped it in water, and then wiped it slowly one by one, piece by piece.

The house in the family is an old house, built by my grandfather, although it is an adobe house, but the area is not small.

Fortunately, what Zhang Kun has to do is only to clean the place where he usually lives, otherwise if the whole house is cleaned up, it is estimated that a whole day will not be enough.

Moreover, although the room is very dirty, it is not messy, Zhang Kun is familiar with every corner of this house, so Zhang Kun is also well organized.

Three hours later, Zhang Kun took off the mask on his face, threw the blue rag that had turned gray into the bucket, turned his head to look around, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

The room is not said to be brand new, but at least, the dust is gone, the floor is clean, the furniture is neat, things are placed in an orderly manner, and even the piano that Zhao Lina gave him, after wiping, still flashes with porcelain white.

Zhang Kun patted the dust on his body, then took out the mineral water in his luggage bag and took a sip of it, the tea at home has long been undrinkable, and as for re-burning, it will have to wait for the night.

After drinking the water, Zhang Kun sat in front of the wiped table and chair, looked at the little guy who had been floating quietly in the air and watching him do housework, and said softly with a slight smile on his face: "Say, what do you need my help with?"

Hearing that Zhang Kun finally spoke, the little boy showed an excited smile on his face, and then hurriedly said: "That's the case, I want to ask you to help me log in to QQ......." ”