Until the black SUV drove slowly by, and no longer heard any sound from it, Hao Jun let out a long sigh, got up silently, and floated towards the suburban house.

It's still the third floor, and Hao Jun is quietly suspended by the window. But this time, the room was dark, including the high-ranking room, except for the bright moonlight, there was no other light, and there was not a trace of sound.

Hao Jun's heart moved, and he went into his home.

The home in front of me is empty, deserted, except for the furniture, there is no trace of life, everything is so quiet, so quiet that people's noses are sour.

Things are not people, and this moment is a true portrayal.

"It's time to go see Daddy!" Hao Jun controlled his body and flew towards the village on the eastern outskirts of the suburbs, where he was born and where he was home.

Rural people rest earlier, at this moment in the middle of the night, in addition to the stars and the moon accompaniment, is the pile of lonely flames that rise from time to time, and the lights in the homes of people who have not yet rested, this is people in the mourning of their deceased relatives, talking, burning paper money, this kind of money is not burned at the grave, but burned at the door of their own homes.

I once heard from the old people in the village that it is said that on the day of the Midyear Festival, the relatives in the underworld will come back to their homes and collect the paper money burned by their relatives. Hao Jun was curious about these when he was a child, but now he understands that the money is directly credited to the account, maybe the times have progressed.

However, Hao Jun's home did not turn on the lights, and there was no trace of burning paper money at the door.

"Is Daddy asleep?" Hao Jun dangled outside a small two-story house, he didn't dare to go in, he didn't dare to face his father, he didn't have the face to see his father again, although his father couldn't see him at all.

Since being kicked out of the house by his father, Hao Junyan has been drinking to escape from reality, like a walking corpse, and he has no face to face the fingers of his father and fellow villagers, but he has secretly been to his mother's grave a few times.

This is the first time he has returned to his rural hometown since his mother was buried in a car accident, and his father blasted his unfilial son out of the house in a rage, and said that he would sever the relationship between father and son. And all this started because he drank and drove, and a good home was ruined because of him.

Just when Hao Jun decided to go inside the house to take a look, suddenly the lights of the neighbor's house next door turned on, and after a while, the door opened and a person walked out.

"It's Li Kai!" This person is the same age as Hao Jun, he is his playmate and good friend since childhood, named Li Kai, one meter eighty-three tall, and a dark burly young man. Most of the people in this village have the surname Li, and the surname Hao is only this Hao Jun family, and there is no other semicolon.

Li Kai held some dry straw, came to the roadside in front of Hao Jun's house, spread out the straw, and then went back and took out a few stacks of white paper wrapped in the burden, this one burden is the size of a primary school student's Chinese textbook, each white paper bag is wrapped in a lot of yellow paper money, and each piece of paper money has 3721 holes on it, expressing sadness and crying for the deceased relatives.

Every hole is artificially knocked out at a glance, entrusting sorrow, this is the paper money often burned by rural people, the real perforated coin.

And unlike those printed coins sold on the market, 10000000000000 is printed on it at every turn, and a 1 is followed by a long string of 0, which is even longer than those trailers with dozens of rounds.

I saw Li Kai stacking these blank paper wrapped bags on the dry straw one by one, with Hao Jun's name written on the front of the white paper, and the word 'seal' written on the back, which was Li Kai's handwriting.

After all the burdens were stacked, Li Kai put on three sticks of incense, then dismantled a pack of cigarettes from the Yellow Crane Tower, lit one by himself, and sprinkled the rest on the baggage, and lit the straw under it with a lighter.

"Brother Hao Jun, my brother who grew up with a bare fart, I didn't expect you to leave like this. Hey, the Midyear Festival is coming, I thought I'd better burn some money for you, I heard that these paper money want to be burned to the underworld, only the relatives of the deceased can receive it, and I don't know if you can receive it. ”

After a pause, Li Kai sighed and said: "However, you have to promise me that if you receive the money I burned, you can go to buy cigarettes to smoke, you can go to flirt with girls, you can go to a date, and you can even go to the hair salon to fool around." However, you can't buy wine anymore, look at you, how expensive this wine is, not only Aunt Su is gone, but you yourself are also leaving, and even Uncle Hao has been admitted to the intensive care ward of the People's Hospital, what are you doing..."

Hao Jun only felt a loud "boom" in his head, as if he was buzzing like being hit by five thunders, and he couldn't hear a word of what Li Kai said later.

"Dad, Dad..." Hao Jun couldn't control his emotions anymore, and his heart was full of panic, and he quickly floated towards the people's hospital.

Yuehu City People's Hospital!

Hao Jun saw the seven red glowing characters on the wall from a long distance, and now in the middle of the night, there are not many patients in the hospital, and there is no more noise during the day, and it is rare to be quiet.

However, Hao Jun's heart was not at all at peace.

"Where is the intensive care unit, where is the intensive care unit?" Hao Jun wanders the hospital, desperately looking for a location in the intensive care unit.

"ICU" Hao Jun finally saw these three letters, these letters are also extremely dazzling, as long as they are related to these three letters, there must be nothing good, Hao Jun can't help but feel uneasy.

This is the seventh floor of the hospital, except for a few nurses on duty at the nurse's desk, there is not a single figure in the long ward corridor, quiet, terrifyingly quiet, extremely quiet!

As a ghost, Hao Jun couldn't talk to the nurses, so he had to look for them one by one, but fortunately, there was a card on the door of each ward, with the basic information of the critically ill patients written on it.

"Hao Yuntao"

When Hao Jun saw these three words on the door of a room, his heart jumped suddenly, he hoped to find his father quickly, but he was very conflicted to hope that his father's name did not appear in these cards, because the name registered by these cards was basically on the verge of death.

Suddenly, his father's painful snort came from the ward, as well as the alarm sound of the monitoring instrument 'Di Di Di', which was extremely piercing, and Hao Jun's heart jumped to his throat.

"Dad!" Hao Jun called affectionately, and slipped through the crack under the door, even though he knew that his father couldn't hear it at all.

"Junjun, save me!" However, to his surprise, he had just entered the intensive care ward when he heard his father say such things.

Hao Jun looked at the hospital bed, and saw that half of his father's soul body was inside the body, and half was already outside the body, as if there were two people, and it seemed that the body and his shadow overlapped fifty percent.

The situation in front of me is not my father's out-of-body soul, but a ghost.

Yes, there are ghosts in the intensive care ward, and at this moment, there is a middle-aged male ghost dressed in black, standing next to Hao Jun's father's bedside, desperately pulling his father's soul, trying to forcibly extract his father's soul from his body, so that his father has a critical reaction, causing the detector to scream.