Two hours.

As the caster of the Soul Mirage Technique, Qin Kun did not leave here, otherwise the ghost technique would collapse.

As the ghost hit the wall, Qin Kun walked on the streets of Linjiang City. After seeing the old man and his lover downstairs, he was walking towards the riverside, kicking the man in front of him on the butt, and said impatiently: "Look at what, follow!"

The male ghost is a blood-stained ghost. The major artery on the neck was scratched by a sharp weapon and died of excessive blood loss. He was covered in blood, but the people around him did not give strange eyes.

The blood-stained ghost blinked, and his shock was definitely no smaller than the old lady!

"Boy, where is this?"

He slapped the face and the blood-stained ghost was beaten to the back. After finally making it right, he met Qin Kun's contemptuous look: "Who is the boy?"

"Dare you dare to hit me? I have killed someone!" The male ghost shot out.

"Get out! I've killed ghosts!" Qin Kun slapped again.

The blood-stained ghost was beaten and felt a sense of weakness in his heart. After his evil courage was temporarily restrained, his true fear spread. Why isn't this young man afraid of himself?

Seeing the blood-stained ghost shut up, Qin Kun sneered: "You have only two hours left, so feel the beauty of the world."

After saying that, Qin Kun added in his heart: Even if it is illusory.

Here is an image world, everything you think will be constructed and presented in the form of space. Even if the space is in a deformed and disordered state, this is a ghost hitting a wall.

The blood-stained ghost was kicked forward by Qin Kun. The man's feet were very heavy, like a donkey. Each kick was kicked on his tail vertebrae. The pain like an electric shock spreads directly. Even if he lost his body, the pain was greatly reduced, which still made people grin...

"Wait!" The blood-stained ghost stared and said with a sharp look, "Can you not kick me?"

Another slap in the face almost broke up the blood-stained ghost. The blood-stained ghost held tears and covered his face, and his eyes became fierce and decisive. As soon as a kitchen knife condensed in his hand, he was kicked in the crotch. When his eyes were wide and bent down, an iron knee ran into his face and hit his nose again.

Two tubes of nosebleed were spurted out, and the blood-stained ghost fell down on the back and rolled on the street. Qin Kun kicked the other person's face and said contemptuously: "You can rely on your ruthlessness to bully the unarmed flat-headed ordinary people and compete with me in my territory. Do you have any brain problems?"

The old man and the old lady can't lose it. Although this is Qin Kun's mirage world, he is not sure to directly build a whole world. He can only wait for the two of them to go wherever they go, wherever they transform, and some areas that they have never seen before will be blurred and covered up.

Qin Kun dragged the blood-stained ghost and continued to move forward. The blood-stained ghost finally came to beg for mercy: "Uncle... I was wrong... I'll spare me... I'm also a pitiful ghost!"

"It's pitiful to kill someone?"

"If I hadn't been desperate, who would have chosen to kill people! Those two who were cut off by me will have a grudge against me! They are..."

"Stop!" Qin Kun picked up the other person's collar and patted the other person's face, "Don't complain, don't complain, things have passed, people have been buried. All the grudges in the world have nothing to do with you, do you understand?"

The blood-stained ghost was dissatisfied, the blood wet her hair, her expression was a little crazy, and she was extremely excited: "I don't understand! They took advantage of me to work outside and bully my wife, everything was caused by them!"

Qin Kun tidied up the collar for the other party, patted his shoulder and said, "So you killed?"

"yes!"

"Then you must be ready to die at that time." Qin Kun lit a cigarette, raised his head slightly, and looked at the blood-stained ghost.

The blood-stained ghost was stunned and hesitated: "I..."

"What are you complaining about if you kill me!!!" Qin Kun changed his face and shouted loudly.

The blood-stained ghost was roared and suddenly covered his cheek and cried: "I don't want to kill anyone, I'm sorry for my wife..."

"I'm sorry, nonsense! I'm still looking for the old man to take revenge tonight, thinking I'm blind?!" Qin Kun cursed.

"I...I..."

The blood-stained ghost choked in his throat and cried with pain. He regretted it, but there was no chance to repent. Qin Kun put away his anger and comforted him: "Don't worry, your wife will serve other men in the future and give birth to a son for others. She has someone to take care of her, so I don't need you to be sorry."

"What did you say?!" the blood-stained ghost roared.

"I'm telling the truth." Qin Kun was very calm and even spat a mouthful of cigarettes.

The heart-wrenching pain almost made the blood-stained ghost faint.

At this moment, Qin Kun felt that he was very kind. At least in a moment, he actually dissolved the blood-stained ghost's hostility, making him awaken and regret it. It was a merit. Unfortunately, the system did not have much reward.

Looking at the blood-stained ghost with a sigh, the old couple was also lying on the railings by the river chatting.

Qin Kun was smoking a cigarette, hoping that there would be a good result.

...

2 hours later.

The old man woke up in a daze and found that Qin Kun was calling on his cell phone.

When Qin Kun saw the old man awake, he said to the phone: "Yes, your father attempted to commit suicide by burning charcoal. Since you are abroad, there must be no shortage of material things. I will give you a piece of advice and advice. Be sure to go back to China to accompany the elderly more."

I don’t know what I said on the phone, but Qin Kun suddenly sneered: “The most unreasonable one, do you have to call me? Don’t you tell me nonsense. If I hadn’t met, who would care about your father’s life or death!”

Qin Kun handed the phone to the old man. On the phone, a voice anxiously asked about the old man’s current situation.

The old man saw that Qin Kun didn't look like a good man. He knew that his son must have heard some ugly words just now. After his son finished asking, he smiled faintly: "Xiaojun, dad is fine. I just had a very long dream. I dreamed of your mother..."

Qin Kun waited until he finished the phone call before praising: "Old man, the method of suicide is quite unique. After this method of death, the skin is red like cherries, and you can just take it to mourn. The funeral home welcomes you, which is much easier than jumping off a building and hanging it."

The old man held his expression in his mouth and said ashamed for a while: "I laughed at you... I was really unable to think about it before..."

Qin Kun understood the words and expressions. After the mirage technique ended, the old lady's ghost appeared in the room, with gratitude in her eyes, and the old man's mental state was also conveyed through her eyes. Qin Kun knew that the old lady's comfort had been effective.

He is not a good person or a bad person, but after working in the funeral home for a long time, the one he despises most is the person who commits suicide. Death is not a way to solve problems, but a avoidance of problems. When Director Wang summed up his thoughts, he said before that the pain is always the living person, and only living is hope.

This hope belongs to both yourself and everyone around you.

Who can still turn around if the earth is missing? I am afraid it will be difficult to turn around if there is no one in the family...

At 5:30 in the morning, Qin Kun bid farewell to the old man. He was not the great savior. From then on, the old man's life and death had nothing to do with him.

The urn took away the old lady's and the blood-stained ghosts. Qin Kun opened the door and found that there were a lot of people in the corridor at the door.

Qin Kun was stunned and found that these guys were not the motorcycle boys who had surrounded him before?

When the old man saw a group of guys who were not very righteous, he whispered: "Little brother, do you want to call the police for you?"

"You're not a big deal."

Qin Kun rejected the old man's suggestion and pulled the door up.

"I said why are you doing here with your ghosts?"

In the corridor, Qin Kun asked in confusion.

The leading motorcycle boy suddenly showed admiring eyes and compared his thumbs: "Brother, we have heard all the words you say in the room, be righteous!"

"Get out!" Qin Kun glared at him fiercely.
Chapter completed!