Shen Zicheng

4 month 4 number.

My death day.

This year also happens to be Qingming Festival.

But Shen Qiao is the only one who will pay homage to me.

plus one myself.

To be honest, it was a strange feeling to be standing in front of my own grave.

I heard from Shen Qiao that I should have been buried in the same place with the Shen family, but let alone buried together, I didn't even have a funeral, I was burned and buried in another cemetery.

When he woke up, he couldn't find anything.

It can be seen how much Uncle Shen hated me at that time.

Fortunately, I didn't bury them with them.

Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to be with a group of unrelated relatives.

This cemetery is quite remote. Even during the Ching Ming Festival, there is only one living person in the entire cemetery except Shen Qiao.

It's hard for Uncle Shen to find such a place thousands of miles away from Shen's house—it's also hard for him to let me have a place to bury him instead of throwing away my ashes.

I still have the annoying dead face on the tombstone, I can't remember when this photo was taken, but it fits well.

Shen Qiao looked at that photo for a long time.

He seems to be talking to himself: "I don't seem to have a photo that can be used as a posthumous photo."

... This self-talk is quite avant-garde.

I pretended not to hear and looked around for the scenery.

Shen Qiao squatted down in front of the marble, then touched the photo embedded in it, and said with a smile, "Is this the only way I can meet you?"

I can't answer.

Instead, the only visitor in the cemetery other than Shen Qiao heard Shen Qiao's words. He happened to pass behind Shen Qiao, and then gave Shen Qiao a sympathetic look.

"But if you have to say it, it seems that it is not impossible to dig you out—"

Immediately afterwards, this sympathetic gaze turned into a neurotic gaze.

He gave Shen Qiao a deep pooh, then quickened his pace and left.

I can see clearly.

Shen Qiao was the only one left in the cemetery.

Shen Qiao turned her head to look at the man's leaving back, and asked with some joy, "Do you think he will tell his friend that he encountered a psychopath today?"

I can't laugh.

Shen Qiao stood up, patted the tombstone casually, and said, "I don't know which company my dad found to make it. The quality seems to be good. Otherwise, I'll order one too."

After a pause, I looked at my ugly expression, and laughed again: "I'm just kidding."

Before I could slow down, Shen Qiao said again: "I don't need it, after all, I have nothing when I die."

"..." I really couldn't answer the words.

Anyway, it's useless to say anything.

I thought I changed Shen Qiao's determination.

When I had been thinking for so long to say that sentence, I did see Shen Qiao's astonished expression that I hadn't seen for a long time.

He didn't say a word for a long time.

He just stared at me stupidly, without moving.

I thought my words had touched him, that his undeserved determination began to waver.

I'm so stupid.

Before I could be happy with my stupid self-confidence, Shen Qiao said word by word: "Then I will be your light, and I will accompany you from birth to death."

I have never seen such a serious expression on his face.

Good guy, don't talk about shaking his determination, I seem to be more determined that he wants to go with me.

The only one who is shaken is myself.

My expression at that time was probably more shocked than Shen Qiao's, and I was not as fast as he was, able to quickly come up with a line of dialogue to gag him.

Why does every conversation with Shen Qiao end with me being speechless.

But I've made progress. After losing the battle of words again, I didn't run away as quickly as before, and decided to stay by Shen Qiao's side and find the right way to persuade him.

The solution is that I didn't find it, but I found something that I didn't know before.

Such as my death day and my grave.

No useful information was found at all.

Shen Qiao is really as stubborn as she looks.

It's also fortunate that he still calmly gets along with a ghost day and night. Compared with another character that has been completed, Shen Qiao is indeed the real descendant of the spirit master.

Shen Qiao seemed quite happy.

Maybe it's because I'm getting closer to Shen Qiao, the frequency of my losing control has actually decreased. At least until the day of my death, I only lost the connection twice.

And I didn't run around twice - at least after I regained consciousness, Shen Qiao still appeared in front of me with a click.

Shen Qiao's worship was over. Since paper money was not allowed to be burned in the cemetery, Shen Qiao only left a bunch of bellflowers, and did not say any more provocative words to the tombstone.

After all, he can tell me himself when he turns his head.

I remember the last time I went to the cemetery with Shen Qiao to worship my father.

At that time, I still don't remember anything, and when I left, I asked too much about the past, and was glared at by Shen Qiao.

Times have changed, and now I remember everything.

Then when she left, she was glared at by Shen Qiao again.

— To be precise, he suddenly frowned.

I first recalled what I just did for the first time.

Then I went down on the spot because I followed Shen Qiao's gaze and turned around and saw a pile of indescribable things that appeared at the other end of the cemetery very naturally.

I knew it—I knew that this kind of character who repeatedly appeared to have a sense of presence and hadn't died must be the ultimate villain boss.

But I didn't expect that you would specifically pick on my death day to trouble me, brother.

It's really ritualistic.

Shen Qiao told me that there is often no conflict between 聻 and ​​聻, and they often have their own territory. Even if there is a need to compete for some reason, you only need to stand there, and it is clear at a glance which is stronger and weaker. , the weak side will naturally retreat first.

Therefore, Di will often not take the initiative to step into another Di's territory. Everyone is hunting ghosts, and there is no need to hurt each other.

It's harmonious.

——When I heard this, I felt that it was not so good. Chen En's family's Di didn't look weaker than Shen Qiao.

Now my misfortune has come true.

I brought it here last time.

This time, it came over aboveboard.

It still has that messy appearance, and its body seems to be pieced together, but now it reveals an atmosphere that I am somewhat familiar with.

As if it didn't notice Shen Qiao, it moved slowly towards this side, and at the same time called my name in an ugly voice like a blown bellows: "Shen Zicheng——"

And this time it was no longer noisy.

Those distorted faces, as if suddenly twisted into a rope, called out my name very neatly at the same time.

This allowed me to find the source of my subtle sense of familiarity in this uniform voice.

July and a half.

"Hiss—" I frowned like Shen Qiao.

Although I always felt that most of July and a half was still hanging around, but when I really confirmed this, I still recalled the fear of being dominated by July and a half.

"Let's run?" I immediately made a heartfelt choice and gave Shen Qiao the most suitable suggestion.

But looking at Shen Qiao's expression, it seems that she won't accept my suggestion.

Look at the expression on that face above his head too.

So I looked at the final villain BOSS again with a blank face.

It started laughing.

The hatred in the madness is almost condensed into substance.

...I didn't say it, I haven't hated it yet, so why does it hate me so much?Isn't it me who has been played around with applause?

The villains are all so unreasonable?

"Shen Zicheng——" I can't tell whether it's Chen En's family or July and a half, but since it is still an indescribable image, then July and a half should not be completely dominant.

Anyway, it's quite annoying, and it's like I can't speak other words except calling my name.

Even the pitch doesn't change.

"Stand back." When I was still complaining in my heart, I suddenly heard Shen Qiao's lowered warning mixed with its tireless shouting over and over again.

Before I could react, that group of indescribable monsters flashed in front of me from tens of meters away without warning.

For a moment, the whole world seemed to stand still.

I didn't even have time to feel fear, and the next second, I saw Shen Qiao bumping into it before me.

The momentum is like a rainbow.

So I thought for a while, then turned around and ran away.

I thought about how that July-and-a-half mixture seemed to be heading towards me, but if I ran away, I reckoned it would probably come after me.

I just didn't expect it to catch up so fast.

As soon as I looked back at the situation, it was already only one body away from me.

I was so scared that my scalp exploded.

The man who traded my injury for my aura didn't even look at Shen Qiao, even though half of his body was smashed into mist, every face was still staring at my direction, every hand was trying to Catch me, every mouth is also shouting my name with hatred and pleasure.

Judging from the expression of Shen Qiao who was bypassed, he didn't seem to expect Di to resist him at all.

But Shen Qiao's reaction was quick, before I was caught by Di's restless arms, Shen Qiao caught Di first.

The face on the top of his head that had been wearing an expression that was colder than ice, now also showed an expression that was similar to this one.

Like a starving ghost seeing food, greedy and distorted humans couldn't make an expression.

I saw Shen Qiao raised her fist and slammed it hard on a certain face of Di.

That face was also crushed in response, and the scattered mist was swallowed by that face before it could be retracted.

Shen Qiao's face turned pale as well.

I opened my eyes wide.

A sentence that Shen Qiao said before flashed in my mind.

Shen Qiao's dick is not complete, she can bear the consequences of eating me, but Shen Qiao can't.

His 聻 will not die.

But Shen Qiao will.

This is not quite the same as I thought. Hey!Didn't I see you so strongly wanting to kill him last time?

At the same time I realized this, I heard myself yell, "Shen Qiao stop!"

I braked the car and subconsciously wanted to turn around to stop Shen Qiao.

But before I turned my head, I felt someone's hand hit me.

Just a moment.

It was like a bomb went off in my head.