I'm really unnerved in Tokyo

Chapter 881 Trash Dad
Nine years ago, Tokyo, Saitama Prefecture Cemetery.

"I've said it all, I don't believe in those things about gods and ghosts... If you continue to follow like this, I will report to you for religious pyramid schemes!"

"dad……"

Outside the gate of the cemetery, a man wearing a Zouba Brazilian suit, heavy glasses, and thin hair on the top of his head was hurriedly walking on the sidewalk.

"Hey, why do you bother to deceive yourself and others?"

Beside him, walking shoulder to shoulder, was an old man in a khaki Taoist robe, with white beard and hair, but a vigorous figure.

"You don't move your right hand when you walk, you hold your briefcase and mobile phone with your left hand, and you don't dare to look over there..."

His pace is slow, and the range of each step is not large, but he is able to maintain a proper distance from the man beside him, so that the man can't get rid of it no matter how fast he speeds up.

"You know, you can see the child, right?"

"I... ho... ho... you... ah!"

Perhaps it was because his footsteps were too fast, his body was too weak to support himself due to overtime work day and night, or the secret in his heart was shattered by the words of the old man, the man staggered and fell to the ground desolately with his face on the ground.

"dad……"

Beside the ear, there was a small, slow and immature whisper.

"Xiao, Xiaokui..."

Lifting his face with two lines of nosebleeds from the ground, the man turned his head stiffly and mustered up the courage to look to his right side.

"Are you... in pain..."

A petite, fuzzy black figure was hanging quietly on his right arm, staring at him dully with a pair of dull eyes.

"Xiaokui!!!!"

The man stood up abruptly, nosebleeds and tears flew to his right side, trying to hug that distressed figure, but hit the ground hard again because he couldn't touch it.

"It's all dad's useless... If Dad can earn enough money to send you to the best hospital abroad, maybe he can cure your illness..."

"Father is a despicable liar. Not only did he not let you live in the big house that he promised... In the end, he couldn't even let you live..."

He pouted his hips in self-resignation, let his face be buried in the dust, and burst into tears like a child.

"Even, Dad can't let you leave with peace of mind, and you have to stay here with me, a useless person, to suffer."

The collapse of adults is often in a flash.

"Being trapped by love and suffering from spiritual nourishment is not a long-term solution."

Looking at the crying man lying on the ground, the old man beside him stroked his beard with his hands behind his back, and sighed softly: "If this goes on, not only will Ling Ai not be able to re-enter reincarnation, she may even lose herself due to the accumulated resentment and become the person she doesn't want to be. Becoming an existence. If you wish, this old man can..."

"No, don't say it, I know."

The man who fell on the ground interrupted the old man's words with a numb voice: "Since half a year ago, when the deceased Xiaokui appeared beside me, but my wife and others couldn't see me, I went to find someone else. Less so-called 'superior'..."

"Those guys who charge by the hour, some can vaguely sense Xiaokui's existence, and some seem to be just fakes..."

"No one can 'see' as clearly as you, and even stalked you. But at least, I learned the difference between 'removing' and 'becoming a Buddha' from them."

Since his daughter's death and "return", the six months of hell-like torment flashed through his mind.

"Xiaokui has already been taken away by the 'disease' once before my eyes...I don't want her to be 'killed' again in front of my eyes..."

A stubborn and miserable smile emerged from the corner of the man's mouth: "I want her to become a Buddha...I want to see her leave with a smile...I want to see Xiaokui's smile again!!!"

"Xiaokui, what exactly do you want..."

He turned his head to look at his daughter who was still in his arms, and begged and asked, "Dad gave you all your favorite toys, food, favorite cartoons and games...you still can't leave with peace of mind." ..."

His eyes behind the lenses gradually lost their luster and turned into a dead gray: "I see, you think it's too lonely to leave alone..."

The man squirmed on the ground, reached out and grabbed the briefcase left aside, and took out a Swiss Army knife from it.

"dad……"

"Wait a minute, Dad... soon... Daddy will walk with you, okay..."

He flicked out the blade without hesitation, and it hit his throat straight...

"Snapped."

In the next second, the wrist holding the knife was locked by the old man beside him.

"What...why stop me..."

The man wanted to try to pull out his hand, but found that the other party's seemingly skinny palm was hiding a terrible strange power, which made people unable to move like iron tongs.

"You're just a passer-by, aren't you... I don't have the money to pay your consulting fee... These things have nothing to do with you, right?!"

Even the only way of "relief" was stopped, the man sat there sluggishly, and turned his anger towards the old man in front of him: "Could it be that I can't even want to die?!"

"Calm down!"

The old man slapped the knife from the man's hand, took out a bottle of something like eye drops from his arms, and quickly dripped it into his eyes...

Immediately afterwards, he took out another piece of yellow talisman paper and stuck it on the man's forehead: "Try to listen carefully, your daughter, what exactly are you trying to say!"

"Xiao Kui..."

Squeezing out the sore liquid from his eyes along with his tears, the man moved his gaze to his right arm again...

"dad……"

There, that dark and thin black figure, and that pale and immature familiar face became more and more vivid in his eyes.

"Don't...don't...hurt...yourself..."

Under the annoying yellow talisman flying on his forehead, the whispers in his ears gradually became clearer.

"Xiaokui... I want my father not to be so tired... I want my parents to be happy..."

"Xiaokui... I'm sorry... Dad is a waste..."

Hearing his daughter's words clearly, the middle-aged man was struck by lightning.

"Even if you're gone... you still have to worry about me... woo woo woo woo..."

It turns out that what my daughter has always wanted is not what I thought at all...

She didn't leave because she was worried about herself.

"What are you waiting for... the effectiveness of my bull's tears and psychic talisman is only 10 minutes at most."

"I, what should I do?"

The words of the old man on the side woke up the man.

"Becoming a Buddha cannot be forced, but the spiritual body must let go of its obsessions and have a complete mind..."

Looking at the father and daughter who were separated by life and death in front of him, a trace of unbearableness flashed in the old man's eyes.

"Since her knot is with you, you should try to get rid of it!"

"Untie this knot...Xiaokui said she was worried about me...wanted me not to be so tired...wanted me to be happy..."

Muttering to himself, a maniacal smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth: "I, I know..."

(End of this chapter)