Not far from them, there was an unfinished factory that was abandoned for some reason.

As soon as Qian Xia's words fell, as they moved, they actually saw a glimmer of fire in front of them.

In order not to let the atmosphere be so solidified, Xie Chi said: "It may be that some workers took the old man from the family here, and then the old man passed away here." ”

Qian Xia shook his head, "Normal birth, old age, sickness and death will not be like this. ”

"Brother, you told me in your dream last night that you were having a hard time, and my brother didn't know what to do, so he could only come to the place where you had an accident and burn some paper for you." Someone was talking in the firelight ahead.

It's also a shame that it's quiet now, and the murmuring comes in the wind.

When I got closer, I found that at this early morning point in the morning, someone was actually burning the dead coin.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the person who was burning the dark coins turned around, and he saw Xie Chi and Qian Xia, and was stunned.

Two students?

Qian Xia was still wearing the school uniform of Pingjiao No. 1 Middle School.

Although Xie Chi's upper body is his own short sleeves, the school uniform pants are still there.

The firelight lit up the man's face, and Qian Xia saw a very haggard face, with wrinkles on his face that had been destroyed by life, and each one was soaked in hardship and bitterness.

"People can't be resurrected after death, people who are alive have to look forward, and your brother won't want his brother to be dragged down by self-blame and pain." The voice is soft and undomineering.

But it made the middle-aged man who burned the paper stunned, "You, who are you?" ”

Qian Xia didn't answer his question, but walked up to him, squatted down and took a piece of yellow paper from the side and threw it into the brazier.

The words "Child, you ......" came to an abrupt end.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened as he watched the flames in the brazier, which had suddenly risen abnormally high and seemed to turn into pure gold.

The wrinkles on his face suddenly deepened with his movements.

"I won't let you die unjustly, and none of the people who should be responsible will be able to escape." Qian Xia Dao.

Suddenly there was a wind, and it seemed that someone was screaming and crying, and in the wind, the middle-aged man seemed to hear a familiar call.

The wind blew for a while, and soon subsided.

Qian Xia said to the middle-aged man who was staring at her blankly, "Can I lend you two pieces of paper money?" ”

The middle-aged man didn't react for a while.

Qian Xia said it again.

"Yes, yes, you can take it, kid!" As he spoke, he hurriedly moved the paper money that had not yet been burned to Qian Xia.

Qian Xia said two, but he really only took two.

Use one to light the fire, then walk to the corner of the wall not far away, and use the flame on the paper money to ignite the other one.

The paper money is the size of a slap and burns out quickly.

Qian Xia clapped his hands and got up, "Xie Chi, let's go." ”

Brother Xie answered, stepped away with long legs, and wanted to leave after following her.

"Kid, wait a minute!!" The middle-aged man who had been squatting on the ground and burning paper shouted loudly.

He hurriedly walked around to Qian Xia, "Child, what happened just now, just now?" ”

Maybe the language was barren, or maybe it was too shocking, the middle-aged man scratched his ears and cheeks and didn't say anything specific.

Qian Xia's eyes fell on his face, but he said, "Don't worry about Ling Tang's condition, she will be fine in the future." Keep up the current state, and your daughter will also get a good score in the college entrance examination the year after. ”

The middle-aged man was dumbfounded.

How did she know that his mother was sick and that his daughter was taking the college entrance examination the year after?

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Zhao Xun [patted his chest]: I'm scared to death!

(End of chapter)