Deceptive, right?

Although he had done countless psychological construction in his heart, when this moment came, Wang Xi still held the phone, staying in place, at a loss.

He was brought up by his grandmother.

And now, that person is gone.

When he came home during the winter vacation of his freshman year, he was told that his grandmother had ovarian cancer, and he cried on the spot. Before going to visit my grandmother the next day, I was told not to leak my mouth, because my grandmother was timid, and no one told her the truth yet.

Later, when she saw her grandmother and saw her petite body lying on the hospital bed, Wang Xi couldn't help it. His whole brain was blank, just nodding and smiling constantly beside the bed, no matter what his grandmother said, he agreed, he said yes.

When my grandmother's surgery was completed, people began to visit one after another, and there would always be people who said to my grandmother, your eldest grandson is studying medicine, if you have anything to worry about, don't worry about it, it will get better soon.

At that time, my grandmother always showed that proud expression from the bottom of her heart. felt so much comfort, only this one sentence she listened to, only this one sentence, she believed.

Then his grandmother would check with him to see if he would get better soon.

At that time, he had only finished his first semester, he didn't know anything, and he knew that the sign of his school was not too hard. But he would always hold his grandmother's hand and nod his head seriously,

At this time, the grandmother will show a relaxed expression, like an innocent little girl, when she is afraid of unknown dangers, she has finally found a support.

Because Wang Xi said, well, it will be fine soon!

Grandma is really easy to fool.

During all the holidays from freshman to senior year, Wang Xi did not travel, and must have returned to his hometown on the first day of the holiday. If his grandmother was hospitalized for chemotherapy, he would be responsible for delivering meals at noon, and if he happened to be discharged home, he would walk to his grandmother's house with his parents every night.

Over the years, he has become accustomed to his grandmother introducing himself to patients in the same room, and that smug look seems to be very remarkable.

After learning about the school Wang Xi studied, there would always be a trace of such a meaning in the eyes of others, but my grandmother couldn't see it, because she only looked at Wang Xi.

My grandmother was always quiet when she was lying on the hospital bed for infusion, even if it was painful. In the beginning, this is how the disease was delayed. My grandmother had pain in her lower abdomen at first, but she was afraid of bothering her grandfather and daughters, so she took some painkillers by herself. If I had gone to the hospital earlier, it might have been different.

Grandma is bored lying down, and Wang Xi is also bored with her. There are a lot of things, my grandmother thinks it's very novel, but no matter how Wang Xi explains, she can't keep up.

At that time, there was still a big gap between smartphones and now. Wang Xi often plays with her mobile phone while answering her grandmother's various questions. If he felt that the problem was too profound for his grandmother to explain, he would start to talk nonsense.

It's just that sometimes it cheats the past, sometimes it can't.

Grandma would always look at him dotingly, scold a dog thing, and then quietly stuff money into him when everyone didn't see it.

One hundred this time, fifty next time.

It's all folded in half and folded in half, neatly and neatly, and can be hidden in the palm of your hand.

Wang Xi may have had a premonition of something, he has been collecting this money and has never used it. This small amount of private money is just a number, and it is withdrawn from currency circulation.

Sometimes, when he was lost, he would turn it over, look at it, count it, see if it was missing, and then carefully fold it one by one. In the eyes of others, he is just an ordinary money fan.

Over the years, when he said goodbye to his grandmother at the end of the holiday, he was afraid that this would be the last time he would meet, and he always wanted to see his grandmother twice. When he returned to school, every time he received a call from his mother, he would always chuckle in his heart, for fear of bad news.

Even when he was at home during the holidays, he would start to remember what his grandmother said to him when he was separated from his grandmother, and it almost became a ritual.

However, this time, he found that the last thing his grandmother said to him was: Be good, just study more.

Because at the beginning of that time, my grandmother asked me when I would come back, and he said that he was going to graduate, there was no summer vacation, and he might have to go to the National Day.

Grandma seemed a little disappointed and a little surprised at the same time. It turns out that his grandson has grown up and is about to start working.

This farewell was so ordinary that no one even realized that it was the last time they met, and just like that, quietly, quietly, like a page of a book, turned over and came to the end.

Wang Xi hung up the phone, and a great sadness enveloped him again.

Grandma is gone, grandma is dead, what should I do?!

He immediately booked the next train home, and then rushed to the station alone.

When he came to the hospital and asked at the nurse's station, the nurse said to another nurse on the side, "Five beds, aren't you dead?" ”

At this time, he stumbled a little.

He didn't know why he had gone to the hospital in the first place.

He took out the phone and called his mother and told him that his grandmother's body was at the funeral home.

He hurried over again.

It's just that the first step into the mourning hall was unbearable.

The big black and white photo of his grandmother in front of him was looking at him with a smile, as if calling him, Xixi Wa'er.

He knelt there, motionless, and it was a few minutes before his mother realized that her son had arrived.

Several younger brothers and sisters of the same generation set him apart, and then took him to wear white paper, write his name, put incense, and kowtow······

Wang Xi's mother, looking at this scene, tears couldn't stop falling, she said, before her grandmother died, she was afraid that it would affect your work, so she didn't let her say, but she will go up the mountain tomorrow, and you must come back.

She knew the feelings of this mother-in-law and grandson, and said, "I know that you are busy, and you haven't even changed your clothes······"

Wang Xi looked down at his dress, only to realize that he was still wearing a white coat and hand clothes. No wonder the people around him looked at him strangely all the way.

He was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly rubbed to his feet, rushed out of the gate and ran out.

Mom was so frightened that several younger brothers who reacted quickly had already run out. They didn't know what Wang Xi was going to do, but they knew that they couldn't let him wander alone.

Wang Xi wiped away his tears, paused, and said, "Qiao Yuan, take care of my mother, I'll go change my clothes." Don't come along, it's fine. ”

I don't know what's going on, just such an ordinary sentence, when Wang Xi said it, he actually had a feeling that people had to obey.

"Brother, you ······"

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon, I didn't have dinner, get me some."

After Wang Xi finished speaking, he disappeared into the night.

Where is it? Where is it?

According to the current situation, the soul should be sent to the Ghost Gate immediately after being detained, if it crosses that gate and drinks that bowl of soup, it will be too late!

However, that is for resentful spirits, like grandma, ordinary souls who have reached the end of their longevity, there should be a centralized detention place, and they will be sent together when they have enough people. The underworld doesn't have so many manpower to detain one and send one.

The nearest ghost gate pass to Han'an City is still the one in the third courtyard.

But now, where is my grandmother? Where is it!

Wang Xi's aura fluctuated, and soon, he felt that there was a yin qi around him approaching as if he were approaching.

This is a funeral home, and the yin qi is naturally heavy.

He turned around and found three onicha standing in front of him.

"The courtyard?" A ghost asked.

Wang Xi nodded and did not speak.

Another ghost said, "Brother, is there something wrong?" ”

Wang Xi understood that it was his disordered aura that caused the idea of the ghost who was stationed here.

A flash of inspiration.

Wang Xi looked in the direction of his grandmother's mourning hall and said, "He Shurong, she died a day ago, where is her soul now?" ”

The ghost thought for a moment and said, "Brother, we are not responsible for detaining souls, where do you remember?" ”

Wang Xi said: "Where is the gathering place of souls in Han'an City? ”

The ghost cha wondered, "Brother, is there something wrong?" Here, they're all ordinary souls. ”

Wang Xi said in a stiff tone: "Don't care! Hurry up! ”

His anger actually shocked the three ghosts.

The ghosts stationed near the funeral parlor are generally not too high-level, and there is no credit to be made. When people come here after they die, their souls have basically been taken away a long time ago.

The ghost can see that Wang Xi's strength is not too high, but for some reason, he just feels that his momentum is very strong.

Of course, his momentum is sufficient, Liu Yin's and Jun Jue are in his pocket, and that coercion is enough to deter such a low-level ghost.

After returning to the courtyard, Wang Xi aimed at Liu Yuan, the only one with two scalpels, and practiced with knives every day.

It's just that Liu Ying refused to lend him firewood, and he was quite generous to his own and Junju. Later, Liu Ying annoyed him and asked him to put the knife there for him, Fang Zheng and they were both in the inner courtyard, and when Liu Ying wanted it, it was a phone call.

Wang Xi's tone eased, and he took out a handful of cigarettes from the courtyard from his pocket, and wiped them all on the ghost's hand, there were more than twenty or thirty cigarettes.

"Brother, do me a favor and show me the way, I have something, but it's not something you can mix."

After speaking, the other hand held with Jun Jue, the spiritual power was condensed, and the long knife was formed.

He knew that his move would not cause the other party to misunderstand, but would only make the other party think in the other direction.

Onicha asked, "Brother, is it tricky?" ”

How could a few of them not see that this spiritual power long knife was definitely not something that this young man's current strength could condense, and it had definitely been cultivated for many years.

At this age, you can hold such a sharp weapon and make a generous shot. Then this person must be the doting disciple of those bigwigs in the inner courtyard.

"Over there, the gathering place of the souls of Han'an City has always been near the teacher's academy."

Wang Xi thought about it for a while, and then understood the reason for this, and said: "My name is Wang Xi, Zhao Zhuren's little apprentice, today's matter, thank you, brothers give me a watch, I will burn paper and ask you when I go back, remember to keep this place." Everything goes well, everyone will follow Brother Ma in the future! ”

After speaking, he hid his figure and touched it in the direction of the teacher's academy.