"You said a last wish?!" The sick man screamed.

"Hmm."

Cheng Hai nodded and said to the one-eyed man: "If it's not too troublesome, it doesn't matter if you do a favor." ”

"You ......"

The one-eyed man looked at Cheng Hai in disbelief, his eyes flickering.

Last wish, of course he has!

Just an unknown predator, is it worth his trust?

After thinking for a while, the one-eyed man gritted his teeth and said, "You can take the cane next to the second workbench, although it is his collection, it has not been eroded by evil energy, and beginners can use it." ”

Cheng Hai smiled and picked up his cane to look at it.

The staff is about a little over a meter tall and has a suitable weight and weight, and the top of the handle is inlaid with a gem that can be used for spellcasting.

Two buttons protrude on the inside of the cane, and when the first one is pressed, a row of blades pop out on each side of the cane, transforming it into the shape of a sword; When the second one was pressed, the blade suddenly split into several sections, bounced outward, and turned into a whip.

"It's near or far, good thing." Cheng Hai said approvingly.

His guns were all gone, and it wasn't easy to take knives out of the house, and this cane was perfect for him.

"That guy's sorcery and evil ways are very easy to erode the sanity, and you'd better not get contaminated with it, so as not to become an enemy of humanity." The one-eyed man admonished.

"I understand." Cheng Hai nodded.

He knew what kind of person the wizard was, and the one-eyed man knew even better. He gave him guidance before, but it may not have been without the implication that he would be corrupted by evil magic and bring about his own destruction.

And at this moment, he just wants to sell his favor and let him be more willing to help.

After all, money is easy to do.

"Just say anything, I'm in a hurry." Cheng Hai took out a notebook and pen.

Everyone is a smart person, and there is no need for him to have a false relationship with the one-eyed man.

The one-eyed man's eyes gradually hollowed out, and he fell into the memory.

"My name is Yang Tianguang, I have a wife named Lin Meifeng, who lives at No. 5 Xinglin Old Street, Liucheng, if she hasn't moved in the past five years...... I also have a daughter named Yang Xichen, who is very cute and clingy to me, and when she laughs...... There are also pairs of dimples on the face. Hehe, I don't know if I can still recognize her after all these years......" He smiled stupidly, his smile full of bitterness.

Full of longing, overflowing the soul, but also adding a bit of sadness to the atmosphere.

Cheng Hai hated this feeling, so he interrupted him, "There are so many people with the same name, I can't screen them for you one by one, it's best to provide things like mobile phones and photos, try to be as simple as possible." ”

Life is like a vast garden, and in this garden, people are forced to make choices no matter which path they choose to take.

Not once, but many times!

Every choice will determine your future path, but when you reach the end of your journey and look back, there is only one path left behind you.

It is connected to the beginning from now, and the path is to endless darkness.

This is fate, the fate you choose for yourself.

No matter how much you mourn and remember, those things that have left you will never come back.

Cheng Hai understands this feeling too well, so he will give them a chance to draw an end.

"Also to ......"

Yang Tianguang suddenly shook off the remorse in his eyes, and said solemnly: "My wife's phone number is 138XXXX1078, and my daughter's phone number is 138XXXX8850." To get my relics, you'll have to go to Xiangsheng Street to find the caretaker and retrieve the contents of locker 263. ”

"Dead Street? That's not a lucky name. Cheng Hai frowned.

"Haven't you been exposed to the past life street?" Yang Tianguang showed a skeptical expression.

"No, what's that?" Cheng Hai asked.

In front of an old man like him, lies don't make any sense.

Yang Tianguang was silent for a while, and said: "Afterlife Street is a special space, a place for people like us to trade, and entrances can be found in many cities. ”

"Entrance? Portals? Cheng Hai was silent.

Recall that the apostles were also teleported from all over the world.

If that space came from the hands of an evil god, it is estimated that the Afterlife Street was not formed for no reason, and there must be a strong person of the same level on the human side.

That's good news.

"Something like that." Yang Tianguang nodded.

"Go ahead."

Cheng Hai's face remained unchanged, but he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, he is just a small person, and it is better to leave the responsibility of saving the world to the real boss.

As for him?

Being able to kill one or two apostles before you die is already satisfied, and you don't have to be too greedy.

"What city are we in now?" Yang Tianguang interrupted Cheng Hai's thoughts.

"Hagiumi." Cheng Hai replied.

"Hagiumi...... Then I don't know the door here. But it's okay, if you enter this circle, you will naturally have a chance to know in the future. If you really can't do it, you can also find a local ghost. ”

Yang Tianguang paused and said, "But if you want to take my things, you still have to get my token jade plate from my old mansion in Liucheng, otherwise the management side will not recognize it." ”

"So troublesome?" Cheng Hai raised his eyebrows.

Yang Tianguang smiled bitterly: "You have to keep a hand, otherwise the person will be gone, and the things will have to be given to the enemy." ”

"That's right."

Cheng Hai nodded, not everyone can be the same as a wizard, people can even lose their identity if they don't have it.

Yang Tianguang thought for a while, and added: "My wife and daughter are ordinary people, and they only need mortal things, and you can take away spiritual things." If you can, I'd like you to leave them two amulets. ”

That's an increase in the stakes.

"Yes."

Cheng Hai nodded and wrote down the amulet in his notebook.

"What about you?" He looked at the sick man.

"I, I also have a lonely old mother, she raised me alone, but when it was my turn to do my filial piety, this kind of thing happened......"

The sick ghost also made a sad look and said, "So, I hope you can pretend to be me and report her safety every month." If you still have money on you......"

"I refuse."

Cheng Hai interrupted: "Is there anything simpler?" ”

Every month to report peace to people, it is a shame that he thinks of it.

"You, didn't you promise to help us?" The sick ghost does not have this awareness.

"My friendship with you hasn't reached the point of being a son to someone else, right?" Cheng Hai said coldly.

If nothing else, it is still a question whether he can outlive the sick mother.

"But ......"

The sick ghost cast a look of help to Yang Tianguang, hoping that he could help exert pressure.

Yang Tianguang looked away, not wanting to deal with him at all.

He gave Cheng Hai a lot of benefits, but he also had to worry that Liucheng was too far away and unwilling to go. This sick ghost is not pulling out a dime, Cheng Hai is willing to give him conditions is already good, forcing him to do things is simply not to think too much.

"Well, forget it......"

The sick ghost said gloomily: "I thought that there were really people who were so kind and could help me fulfill my filial piety to the end." It's just that I pity my eighty-year-old mother, who is going to die alone and helpless. ”

"Well, next time."

Cheng Hai perfunctory and put the doll on the candle flame.

Moral kidnapping is just a trick that immature people love to play. The unfilial person is the sick ghost himself, not him Cheng Hai, and he is not obliged to help every unfortunate person.

The doll made of grass and trees ignited when it caught fire, and the two souls connected to it also emitted blue light.

"Nope! You hypocrite! You can't! You ......" the sick man roared with tears in his eyes.

Cheng Hai didn't pay attention to him, just looked at the flames that bloomed like roses, and his index finger trembled slightly.

"Good night's sleep." He whispered.

Yang Tianguang's expression was painful, and gradually turned calm, and he bowed his head and said, "Thank you." ”

The brilliant light of the fire lasted only ten seconds, and then it dissolved into nothingness, and the dark chamber was quiet again.

Spit out a puff of smoke rings, Cheng Hai turned around and walked to the bookshelf, feeling a little irritable.

Two more who died because of him tonight.