Jiang Cheng watched Yue Yong finish the worship and then calmly retreated, and then sat down calmly.

"Hey!" Jiang Cheng shouted in a low voice, "Didn't you notice that the old man who saw on the way here had a subtle similarity with Kagura Jiang? No, it's a bit wrong to say that the similarity is exactly the same, to be precise!!"

"Ha?" Yue Yong looked at Jiang Cheng with an idiot's look, "I don't know what you are talking about, I'm just an ordinary dead old man, referred to as [Dead Old Man] for short."

"No, that's all two meanings!" Jiang Cheng was a little crazy, "That's that, right? It's said that after a person dies, the soul will pass through the Santuchuan, but before that, if there is an unfulfilled wish, it will remain in the world, that's that!"

"What stupid things are you saying?" Yue Yong sighed lightly, and then continued, "The elderly have very subtle similarities. You will also believe that kind of legend, it is true."

"That's not the same level at all! It's exactly the same!" Jiang Cheng retorted.

Looking at Jiang Cheng's crazy appearance, Yue Yong was a little helpless and chose to ignore it.

As the funeral proceeded, it was the turn of the family to give a speech. Quanzang, who was in front, slowly stood up, then took the microphone and was facing the guests.

"My father likes the game of kicking cans very much. I often played it together when I was a child..." Quanzang just spoke, and Jiang Cheng was not calm anymore. The three words [Kicking cans] kept echoing in Jiang Cheng's mind.

Looking at Jiang Cheng who was sweating and still trembling slightly, Yue Yong whispered in a low voice: "Hey, are you feeling a little uncomfortable? Do you have a fever?"

"No, nothing..."

Quanzang, who was in front of him, held the microphone without stopping, still chatting: "He is such a good father. Actually, I want to say that he doesn't care much about me when he works all day long... When I grow up, I often ask me to play with and kick jars."

"Hey? It's strange. Actually, my father loves to play. In fact, he is really like an old child and always looks happy. Although I always get angry with him during adolescence, I'm actually half envious of him..."

"In fact, it is really simple to grow up beyond imagination. But it is difficult to enjoy everything with a childlike innocence. In this regard, he is really a respectable father." Speaking of this, Quanzang sniffed, and two lines of tears fell down.

"But there are still some things that make me regret..." Quanzang shouted with tears in his eyes, "That old man actually sold all my jumps to the middle-aged store! He also bought a bunch of Gongkou DVDs! This really made me super angry..."

"I'm sorry, I'm so excited... I'm so angry that I can't help but cry..." Quanzang, who realized that he was a little excited, quickly bowed to the guests present to express his apology.

"Woooooooooooo... so touched..." Jiang Cheng frowned, tears and snot flying.

"Your attitude has changed too quickly!" Yue Yong complained.

"I just couldn't stand it when I thought that my father could replace the used jump to the DVD..." Jiang Cheng sobbed and retorted.

"What makes you moved is wrong!" Yue Yong yelled with white eyes, but without paying attention to the volume, all the guests looked over.

"Private Marseille..." Yue Yong whispered to apologize.

"It's okay, the one around you looks really sad, we can understand..." The guests comforted, "But don't be too sad, use these tissues."

Looking at the tissue handed to him from all directions, Jiang Cheng wiped his tears and showed a look of gratitude, "Thank you..."

Yue Yong was speechless and wanted to stand up and refute loudly, but looking at Jiang Cheng, who looked at him with a smile on his face again, he swallowed his words again.

Quanzang looked at Jiang Cheng and showed gratitude, and then delivered his own speech: "After saying so much, he is just a useless father. There is such an old man, so maybe he will become a ghost or something to find you. Please play with him again..."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng... became furious. Jiang Cheng stood up and rushed to Quanzang, pulling Quanzang's clothes, his eyes were bloodshot, and shouted loudly, "Hey! You guy! What are the stupid words of ghosts and kicking cans! At this time, shouldn't you hope your father will go to heaven with a pious heart?! Tell me again quickly! Change the ghost thing!"

"Hey? That's just a joke." Quanzang was a little confused.

"Justs must be divided between those that can be made and those that cannot be made! Do you think this kind of joke is suitable for this serious occasion?!" Jiang Cheng roared, and then gasped twice, "Apologize quickly! Apologize to the ghost and the jar!"

"What the hell do you want to do!" Yue Yong stood up, raised his hand and shot Jiang Cheng's head directly on the back of his head, "Have you made enough trouble?"

"No, Yueyue!" Jiang Cheng turned his head and retorted, "This guy said at the funeral that this is completely disrespectful to the deceased!"

"You make such a big fuss, that's disrespectful!" Yue Yong retorted with white eyes.

Just as Jiang Cheng was about to defend himself, he saw Quanzang's father in the photo grinning at him, and his face was simply saying [I am very interested in you boy]...

"I'm so sorry!" Jiang Cheng knelt down in front of the portrait in an instant and made a sound with his dantian.

"No need to be so grand," Quanzang quickly lowered his body to help Jiang Cheng, but whether Quanzang pulled or kicked, Jiang Cheng did not move at all. Seeing this, Quanzang could only shout at the guests, "Anyway, today's funeral has ended here..."

At this time, Kagura, who was kicking the jar with the old man, kicked the jar away as he wanted...

...

The funeral was over, and Jiang Cheng still kept kneeling and didn't look up for a long time, but if you look closely, you will find that Jiang Cheng's whole face was already dark, and cold sweat had soaked Jiang Cheng's clothes.

"Hey, it's almost OK, this kind of dead old man." Quanzang whispered, then showed a look of gratitude. "You have never met him before, and I didn't expect to feel sorry for his death so much. I believe that my father would be very happy if he knew about it."

"What does it mean?" Jiang Cheng raised his head mechanically, sweating all over his head, and then asked intermittently, "Is this old man interested in me even in hell?"

"Ah?" Quanzang let out a puzzled voice, then chuckled softly, "It's almost done."

...Jiang Cheng lost his highlight.

"Hey? I feel like the master smiled." Xiao Yuan looked at Quanzang's father lying in the Chun coffin and suddenly said.

"How could it be? He just kept this smiling face..." Quanzang said casually.

...Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes...

...

On the way back.

"Uncle~ Is it over for your funeral?" Kagura shouted at the devastated Jiang Cheng and Yue Yong.

"Yeah." Yue Yong nodded.

"What's wrong with Jiang Chengsang?" Xinbaji pointed at Jiang Cheng, who had lost his highlight beside Yue Yong and looked desperate, "Why do you look desperate?"

"This..." Yue Yong didn't know how to answer, "Always say, it was all the result of this idiot's own imagination."

"That, Kagura-chan..." Jiang Cheng raised his head and asked intermittently, "Where has the old man who played with you playing with the cans?"

"Aru!" Kagura replied, then showed a look of pride, "I've kicked the can! In other words, I won!!"

"That's it... it disappeared..." Jiang Cheng asked intermittently again, "Well, what are the characteristics before disappearing...such as smiling at the corner of his mouth and becoming translucent..."

"Hey?" Kagura put his finger on his chin, thought for a while before answering, "I didn't pay attention to Aru, but it seemed that he would disappear after kicking the jar away!"

"Ah, that's it..." Jiang Cheng showed a reluctant smile and then walked forward.

"Is it really okay for Jiang Chengsang?" Xinbaji murmured as he looked at Jiang Cheng's distraught back, "What exactly is it that makes Jiang Chengsang look like this..."

"Uncle, I want to eat barbecue Aru!" Kagura shouted at Jiang Cheng who slowly left.

"Hey! Kagura Jiang is right. Since the old woman no longer treats her, isn't it the same for Jiang Cheng to treat her?!" Yin Shikyu said excitedly, then caught up with Jiang Cheng and put his arm on Jiang Cheng's shoulders in a familiar way.

"Hey, did you hear it? Your cute niece said she wanted to eat barbecue. As an uncle, she will definitely satisfy her niece's wish, right?"

"Ah, sorry," Jiang Cheng raised his head and pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly, "I really didn't have much interest today. Next time... I will definitely treat you next time..."

"Why is your face so white? So are your lips," Yin Shikki murmured at Jiang Cheng's face, "You can't have encountered something strange? Did you get entangled by ghosts or something?"

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Cheng instantly burst into tears and gave Yin Shik a shoulder-stop. "How could it be! That kind of thing! Do you think I'm as afraid of that kind of thing as you?!!"

"The waist is almost broken..." Gintoki slowly climbed up and rubbed his waist and complained, "It's just a joke..."

"You have to have a limit to jokes! You can tell what jokes can be made, and what jokes can't be made!!" Jiang Cheng roared angrily at two big blood-filled eyes.

"I understand, I understand." Yin Shikyu waved his hand and said.

"That, really doesn't matter? That's the state." Shinbaji murmured.

"Probably..." Yue Yong replied.

...

After saying goodbye to Kagura and his group, Jiang Cheng and Yue Yong continued to walk towards Yoshihara.

"My guy over there, do you want to play with kicking the jar..."

After hearing this, Jiang Cheng and Yue Yong looked over. Seeing the old man who was smiling and stepping on the jar, who looked exactly the same as Quan Zang's father, Jiang Cheng was about to collapse.

[That, if, I mean, what if, your dad turned into a ghost and found someone to play with kicking a can, but that person refused?]

Jiang Cheng used his hand speed to exercise by playing the FPS game and sent a message to Quanzang in just one second.

Didi.

Quanzang responded to the message quickly: [May be entangled with that person for the rest of his life~]

After Jiang Cheng finished reading it, he was in a state of discomfort... his phone fell to the ground.

【…Just kidding, how could that happen?】At this time, Quanzang's message was sent again, but Jiang Cheng could not notice it anymore...

"Are you interested in playing a can kick game with me, the old man?" The ghost father continued to shout, then said to himself, "But it seems that you two look very familiar~ It seems that you have seen them at a funeral~"

Jiang Cheng: "..."

Yue Yong: "…"

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Chapter completed!