Um?

The old man was startled and turned his head to find out why the kitchen knife in the kitchen was on the ground?

The back of his spine was cold, his hair was standing upright, and the old man's heart was beating like a drum, and he couldn't figure it out. He came to his senses and looked at the black and white photo of the old lady in surprise.

"No... Old woman, you will definitely not be willing to kill me..."

Looking at the black and white photos, the old man suddenly felt relieved and his eyes became softer. His vigilant heart suddenly relaxed and his fear disappeared. He picked up the kitchen knife and put it back in the kitchen.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

At 3:10 pm, a knock on the door sounded.

The old man was silent for a moment, and countless strange thoughts appeared. Finally, he took a look at the old lady's black and white photos, his eyes were calm, and he opened the door.

"Hello, sir."

At the door, there is a young man with a well-proportioned figure and a slightly strong smile, but his eyes are full of wildness.

His posture was relaxed and seemed to express kindness to the old man.

"Ah, hello. Come in and sit down?"

Qin Kun wanted to compose his purpose, but found that the old man was very strange. He greeted him in without asking anything.

In the room, the smell of smoke filled the room. As Qin Kun arrived, the flames of the two candles became brighter.

The community is a community for railway workers, and the living room is very simple, which is the case for ordinary employees and families.

The old man found Qin Kun looking at the old lady's portrait and said softly: "That's my wife. I left last year. Didn't you scare you?"

In the corner of the room, an old lady with a blood-faced face hid at the bathroom door, and a festered male ghost hid at the kitchen door, secretly looking at this side.

Qin Kun's arrival was extremely powerful, and no little ghosts dared to steal food around the incense tribute, so the candlelight was naturally a little brighter than just now.

"No." Qin Kun smiled.

The old man nodded and sighed: "My son is abroad and his granddaughter is abroad. Today is the old lady's day. She has been away for a year..."

The old man seemed very lonely, and no one chatted with him on weekdays. He poured tea for Qin Kun and started talking. Qin Kun held the hot tea and played only one listener next to him.

"Last year, I bought vegetables with the old lady. There was a murderer in the vegetable market. He injured two people and was about to escape and knocked down the old lady. At that time, I was riding an elderly car and was obsessed with it and knocked down the man."

"The kitchen knife accidentally cut the major artery. The man died. The old woman's head hit the steps and she died of excessive blood loss in the skull. The police did not blame me, and everyone supported me and tried to prove my innocence..."

"One of the other two people who were injured was killed. I'm also considered revenge for them. Hahahaha..."

The smile ends here.

The old man became sad: "Oh, but people are gone, what's the use..."

As the old man said, turbid tears came out: "My son was busy with work and could not come to accompany me, and his granddaughter was studying abroad. Today, the old lady was worshiping the day, and I couldn't sleep. I took advantage of the quiet night to pay tribute to her, but I didn't expect you to come. I don't want to ask who you are, but I think it's really good to see you..."

After drinking a cup of hot tea, Qin Kun sat on the sofa, looked at the old man wiping his tears, sighed, walked over and plucked the brazier with chopsticks.

"Old man, just burn paper and light candles, don't burn the charcoal here, right?"

Qin Kun turned his head and found that the old man was not talking, with a lost and sad expression.

On the radio, "We Workers Have Power" made a clanging sound. The old man felt that he had suddenly become dozens of years younger. Qin Kun hid in the dark and said to the old lady: "You have also seen it. Your wife is begging for death tonight. I can't care about his suicide. It's 3:10 now. You can only stay in this mirage world for 2 hours. Whether you can rekindle your wife's desire to survive depends on yourself."

The old lady was stunned: "You...can you see me?"

"Um."

Qin Kun's answer was concise and concise.

The old lady blinked: "But...what is the Mirage Realm?"

"Ghost hits the wall, the ghost hits the wall I built. Here, you can also use ghost techniques. For example, make yourself young!"

It was too incredible for the old lady to believe it. For ghosts, Qin Kun's words were even more incredible, but as her thoughts moved, Qin Kun pushed her and came to a mirror.

The old lady was incredible. When she saw herself in the mirror, she was clearly the self she was 30 years ago!

The old lady's eyes had changed when she looked at Qin Kun again, but she heard Qin Kun say, "I have a very stable structure in Linjiang City. You can also go outside, but you only need 2 hours. Take care."

After patting the old lady on the shoulder, Qin Kun finished speaking, grabbed the ghost in the kitchen and walked out the door.

In the room, the old man stood in front of the window and was incredible. Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him. When he turned his head, the old man's pupils tightened: "Xiujuan?"

"Old Qian, I... might as well go out and have a walk?"
Chapter completed!