Jiang Chen's original intention was just a joke.
Uncle Wei's reaction was unexpected. The serious expression on his face didn't look like he was joking at all. This was the first time Jiang Chen saw him so serious.
"But Xiaohai's grandfather is dead. Xiaohai has no grandfather anymore."
Xiaohai also responded seriously.
Jiang Chen knelt down, patted his shoulder and explained, "What this old man means is to ask you if you want to inherit his mantle and pass on his legacy."
Xiaohai was stunned for a moment: "What is your legacy?"
"He is an old security guard. He has been protecting Ping An for his whole life. Do you want to become a little security guard?" Jiang Chen asked again.
He realized that Xiao Hai's way out might be right in front of him.
Uncle Wei still sat upright with a solemn expression. He couldn't help but nodded when he heard this: "Yes, that's what I mean."
Xiao Hai pondered seriously this time.
After a moment, he nodded heavily: "I think!"
"Xiao Hai also wants to keep Fang Fang safe!"
Hearing this, Uncle Wei laughed, his old face squeezed into a chrysanthemum, and he looked at Xiaohai expectantly.
"grandfather!"
"Hey!" He said this with great joy. He subconsciously took out his cigarette case and stuffed it back into his pocket when he saw Xiao Hai in front of him.
I was at a loss for a moment, and suddenly thought of something: "Eat! Yes, there is a lot of food there, grandpa. Let's go, I will take you to have a good meal!"
After that, he walked back to the security room.
Jiang Chen and Xiao Hai followed.
After entering, I found that this small space was not cluttered, with a simple bamboo bed and a desk facing the window with several ancient books on it.
But the strange thing is that the bamboo bed is sealed with wooden boards.
It doesn't look like a bed, but more like a coffin.
After Uncle Wei came in, he ran to a cupboard in the corner and bent down to rummage through it. Finally he took out a stack of yellow paper money, a few incense sticks, and a candle. They all looked old and covered with dust.
But he treated it like a treasure, patting it gently and puffing up his cheeks to blow away the dust on it.
Then he took out an incense table and placed it on the desk.
"My dear grandson, come here!"
Uncle Wei greeted him with a red face as if he were offering a treasure.
Xiaohai held the sword, thought for a moment, took off his mask, and walked over.
Uncle Wei took out his lighter and was about to light a piece of money paper when a cold voice suddenly sounded at the door.
"Uncle Wei!"
Chu Hanyue appeared outside at some point.
Uncle Wei didn't even raise his head: "We'll talk about it later. I'll have a bite to eat with my dear grandson first."
"Uncle Wei, have you thought about it? These things... are your life!" Chu Hanyue said with a hint of unbearability in her tone.
"It's up to the sky whether you live or die." Uncle Wei waved his hand, lit the things in his hand, inserted the scented wax into the desk, and the paper money burned on the ground.
Wisps of green smoke rise.
Instantly.
An astonishing amount of Yin Qi suddenly spread out, surprising Jiang Chen. Fortunately, the Yin Qi was confined within the confines of this house by some invisible force.
Uncle Wei rubbed Xiao Hai's head: "My dear grandson, grandpa is full, you can eat by yourself."
After saying that, he and Jiang Chen came outside.
Inside the house, Xiaohai was full of energy and began to rise steadily!
Jiang Chen also roughly saw something and couldn't help but ask: "Old Wei, can he bear it?"
Uncle Wei closed the door and looked very cheerful: "Don't worry, these things are specially prepared for ghosts like him!"
"Ghosts are as close as humans. I have been waiting for more than sixty years. I thought I would never be able to wait in this lifetime."
Jiang Chen was stunned: "That's not the case, Xiao Hai doesn't look very human like this, does he?"
Uncle Wei blew his beard and stared: "You know nothing!"
"Things that have been thought about for a long time will inevitably breed resentment. Once something becomes an obsession, it will be distorted and deformed, turning a person into a monster." At this time, Chu Hanyue rarely took the initiative to explain.
"Once a person understands what resentment is, after he becomes a ghost, the end point of all his obsessions will turn into hatred!"
"When the person you want to protect dies, you will resent the murderer and continue to harm others. People who starve to death will resent the person who does not give them food. People who die in accidents will want to kill everyone they bump into... …”
"That's why ghosts are ghosts."
"Everyone who is sneaky is cruel."
"Only when you step into the Ghost King level and have strong willpower can you suppress your obsessions or hide them deeper, to the point where ghosts are almost like humans."
"The other kind is a person who doesn't know what resentment is."
"But this is difficult. Some babies are aborted before they are born, and they may still hold resentment and haunt the doctors or their own mothers."
“It’s hard to imagine anyone dying without resentment growing deep in their hearts.”
"What is this kid's obsession?"
Finally, she asked her doubts.
Jiang Chen didn't hide anything and told what happened.
"My family was killed by my sister. He has a pure mind and cannot be resentful towards my sister. He just hates himself for failing to protect his family. No wonder...no wonder..." Chu Hanyue's face showed a hint of realization.
Uncle Wei shook his head with a slightly complicated expression.
He didn't ask any more questions because he knew from the beginning that Xiao Hai's experience must be unimaginable hardship and pain.
"But Uncle Wei, after these things are used, you will..." Chu Hanyue frowned slightly, looking worried.
"Don't say any more. In four days, I may die. I am already old, so what future do I have?"
"The future belongs to you young people!"
Uncle Wei spoke very freely.
Jiang Chen also echoed: "That's right! So Old Wei, do you still have any real estate certificates or something like that? Otherwise, while you still have some breath, go with me and change your name first, to mine, to Xiaohai." It’s all done, we’re not saying that we’re coveting one thing or another, we’re mainly just keeping it in mind.”
Uncle Wei's free and easy expression suddenly froze on his face, and he blushed and thickened his neck with anger: "Go away! You are more vicious than a capitalist. You want to peel off a layer of skin from an old man who is about to die. You really belong to me!" "
Jiang Chen waved his hands modestly: "Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."
Shortly after.
The smoke disappeared from the house.
A strong yin energy emitted.
As soon as the few people entered, they discovered that there were specks of blood on Xiao Hai's clothes.
The top level ghost is almost half-clothed in blood.
"I'll go. This strength improvement is faster than riding a rocket. Old Wei, what did you feed him? Is there anything else? Give me some too!"
Jiang Chen was shocked.
Xiaohai had just reached the evil ghost level before, but he directly jumped through several small stages and became the top evil ghost, which was even more exaggerated than cheating.
And he also understands that it does not mean that with a large amount of Yin Qi, a ghost can increase its strength without limit.
For example, when he inhaled the Yin Qi in the Golden Eyes before, he could only separate out a small part, catalyzing the process of Xiao Hai turning into a resentment, but he could not continue to increase the Yin Qi and directly turn it into an evil ghost.
Because no matter how much Yin Qi there is, if it cannot be absorbed, it will be in vain.
The incense wax paper money that Uncle Wei just lit is extremely magical, it can suddenly increase his strength by such a large amount!
Its preciousness is absolutely shocking!
