last wish

On August 11, in Minhang District, Shanglu City, in front of the dilapidated cemetery in that large open area.

This was the place where Zhu Yaoguo confessed to Qicheng. Now, he had returned here.

Last night, he received the news of Zhu Yaoguo's death from Leiting.

It was now the early morning of the next day. After accepting the last wish of Mr. Zhu yesterday, he came here early in the morning.

And that last wish was to come back here and tell a lie to those invisible friends in the cemetery.

Taking a deep breath, Qicheng walked into the cemetery.

Activating his "yin-yang vision", he immediately saw the souls of those dead people who had gathered beside him and Zhu Yaoguo two days ago.

Qicheng saw them, and naturally, they saw Qicheng too.

The ghosts swarmed up and surrounded Qicheng in the blink of an eye. An old man who looked about ninety years old took the lead and said with a chuckle:

"Aren't you that young lad from yesterday? Why are you in the mood to visit us today? And so early. Little Zhu didn't usually come this early."

The old man's words immediately drew the agreement of the other ghosts, and they all praised Qicheng.

"Big brother, you still haven't told me what 'suicide' is?" came the innocent voice of the little boy, Tongtong, from beside Qicheng's feet.

Facing everyone's questions, Qicheng, who had already made up his mind, hesitated again, with a low and conflicted expression.

The ghosts also noticed Qicheng's expression and fell silent one after another.

They realized that this young lad might not be here to visit them but to convey some news, and it was highly likely that it wasn't good news.

"Young man, just say what you have to say. We old folks have seen a lot. We can take it." said a granny who looked over seventy years old.

Hearing this, Qicheng was silent for a while. After taking another deep breath, he made up his mind, nodded, and slowly said:

"Here's what I have to say. In fact, Mr. Zhu is ill, and he's very seriously ill. He won't be able to get out of the hospital in a short time. I'm afraid he won't come here again in the near future."

As soon as these words were spoken, the ghosts also fell silent.

Except for Tongtong, the ones present who had died were all adults. How could they not understand the underlying meaning of what this young lad was saying.

"How... how could this be so sudden... He was fine yesterday... Friend, you know what happened, right? Please tell me!" asked the young ghost, one of the young couple who were no more than thirty years old, with a trembling voice. As he spoke, he rushed directly in front of Qicheng, trying to grab his shoulders, but he missed.

Another female ghost floated up, holding the young man's arm with one hand and looking at Qicheng with a pleading look.

At this moment, they had already forgotten about any sense of shame.

Qicheng's expression became conflicted again. He indeed knew the reason, but it was related to superpower users, especially involving "Zongheng".

After hesitating for a long time, he finally shook his head and said, "Sorry, I can't say. I really can't say."

Although the couple of ghosts were disappointed with Qicheng's answer, they also showed their understanding and silently retreated to the outer circle.

"Brother, big brother, what illness does Grandpa Zhu have? Can it be cured? When can we see him?" Tongtong's voice came again from beside his feet. Although it was childish, one could still hear the worry in it.

In response to this question, Qicheng squatted down and looked at the little boy. He was just about to reach out and touch his head when he suddenly remembered that the other was just a ghost and he couldn't touch him at all. So he withdrew his hand, barely squeezed out a smile on his face, and instead asked:

"Tongtong was curious about what 'suicide' is, right? Brother will tell you now, okay?"

"No." Tongtong shook his little head with a hint of baby fat and said:

"Tongtong wants to know when Grandpa Zhu will come back more."

"As long as you know what 'suicide' is, you'll know when Grandpa Zhu will come back." Qicheng softened his voice.

"Really? Then hurry up and tell me!" Tongtong blinked his big eyes and urged.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you." Qicheng smiled. After thinking for a while in his mind, he said:

"'Suicide' is actually a kind of illness. People who have this illness will turn into soul bodies like Tongtong and everyone else. And to cure this illness, you have to wait patiently. When one day you fly up to the sky, the illness will be cured."

"So Tongtong is also ill. Then does that mean Grandpa Zhu also has this illness?" Tongtong suddenly realized.

"Yes." Qicheng quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and nodded.

"Then will it be a long time before Tongtong can see Grandpa Zhu? Tongtong has been ill for a long time too." Tongtong asked.

This time, Qicheng shook his head and said earnestly:

"No. Grandpa Zhu's illness is almost cured. He has already flown up to the sky. But once he's up there, he can't come down again. So if Tongtong wants to see Grandpa Zhu soon, you have to be obedient. As long as you listen to the uncles, aunts, grandpas, and grandmas here, you'll be able to fly up to the sky and meet Grandpa Zhu soon."

Qicheng didn't say this out of the blue. There was a basis for it. It was known that after a person died, if their soul stayed in the human world for too long, it would turn into a ghost. And the reason why these souls stayed was that they had obsessions in their hearts. They didn't want to enter reincarnation because their obsessions hadn't been dispelled. And there were two ways to make a ghost get rid of their obsession. One was to fulfill their obsession, and the other was to make them no longer regard the original obsession as an obsession. In simple terms, it was to make them not think that the obsession was important.

What Qicheng said was the second way.

It was known that Tongtong's obsession was to see his parents again. But trying to find two people with almost no clues was as difficult as looking for a needle in a haystack. So, after much consideration, Qicheng decided to use the second method to make Tongtong regard the other ghosts in the cemetery as his family members rather than that irresponsible couple. And as time passed, he would gradually forget his original parents, thus fundamentally solving the obsession.

"Really? As long as I do this, my illness can be cured?" Tongtong blinked his eyes. It seemed a bit hard to believe because it was too simple for him.

Qicheng nodded affirmatively and said:

"Of course. How could brother lie to you? And everyone here knows it. You can ask them, right?"

Hearing this, Tongtong turned his little head and looked at the other ghosts in the cemetery. And the ghosts all nodded, indicating that what Qicheng said was true.

Seeing this, a smile reappeared on Tongtong's face, and he said happily and firmly:

"Okay! Tongtong understands. Tongtong will listen carefully to the uncles, aunts, grandpas, and grandmas. I'll fly up to the sky quickly!"