Grace

Personality, with self-subjective consciousness, but he is not a real person with flesh and blood. Could it be that he and Zuo Qi have the same appearance, and Qu Zhiwei misses Xiao Qi too much, so that they mistakenly think that they are both Is it the relationship between the past life and the next life?

When Xiao Qi existed, Zuo Qi should also be alive in this world, which means that they all appeared in the same time and space at the same time.After all, he remembered what happened on the last day he came back from that world. The people he saw were not only the aging Kang Yuanci, but also the aging Zuo Qi.

This proves that Zuo Qi is not Xiao Qi's past life at all.

Qu Zhiwei, who was one with him and had two souls, seemed to have heard his heartfelt feelings, and his emotions broke down. He obviously couldn't accept this result.

"If he is really not Xiao Qi, then why did I travel here to become you?" He kept asking why, knowing that no one could give him the answer he wanted, he still repeated the words in his mouth mechanically.

He didn't give up until he became hoarse when asked, and knelt helplessly in front of the mirror, looking at Master Qu dully, his eyes revealed that he was full of words that he wanted to say to him, but he couldn't say anything when he reached his mouth .

The two looked at each other, one fell into despair and couldn't recover his sanity for a while, while the other silently waited for life to pass, reviewing everything in the past in his heart.

At this moment, the overwhelming grief crushed their hearts.

It wasn't until Zuo Qi's shout sounded that there was a gleam of light in Master Qu's gloomy eyes again.

At this moment Zuo Qi has subdued Kang Yuanci.After he knocked Kang Yuanci unconscious, he turned around and saw that Milan was kneeling on the ground, with one hand pressed against his chest, and a red light glowed faintly where he touched it.

Although he didn't know what she was doing, his intuition told him that Master Qu was in danger at this time, and the situation was very bad.

"What are you doing? Get up quickly!" He shouted to Master Qu.

Master Qu really wanted to tell him that he couldn't get up anymore, and even hoped that Zuo Qi could come over and hug him again. He began to fear that he could only feel endless coldness at the last second.

But the rigid body trapped him. At this time, only his soul is free and his mind is free.

Milan saw that Master Qu was anxious, and kindly said for him: "Before you came, he was already unable to move. It is impossible for him to stand up as you said."

"What did you do to him?!" Zuo Qi's face darkened, and he asked Milan sternly.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't hurt him, it's his ALS attack, now he can't move or speak, only one pair of eyeballs can move." She looked at Zuo Qi, "You know this kind of I don’t think you can bear to watch him suffer, gradually haggard, and finally die in pain. Instead of letting him suffer from illness in the future, you might as well allow me to take away what little he has left. Let's get rid of him in advance..."

Before she finished speaking, she felt a gust of wind blowing against her face. From the corner of her vision, she caught a glimpse of Zuo Qi rushing over, and then his hand grabbed her neck. "Get your hands off him for me."

"It's too late, uh!" She was silently clenched in response.

She felt like she was going to be out of breath.

Zuo Qi shook off her hand and pushed her away, letting her leave Master Qu's side.Milan resented Zuo Qi for intervening to sabotage her plan, but knowing that Zuo Qi would not die now, there was nothing she could do, but she was too revengeful, even if she couldn't kill Zuo Qi directly, she could at least let him eat suffering.

So she hinted that Kang Yuanci attacked Zuo Qi from behind.

Zuo Qi, who was hugging Master Qu and wanted to leave here, focused all his attention on Master Qu, completely unaware of the danger approaching step by step from behind, until the cold light reflected from the blade made him vigilant.Just as the deadly knife was swung down, he hugged Master Qu and rolled sideways to escape a crisis.

"Why did you kill your only relative?" Zuo Qi asked.

"I told my uncle everything. He knows everything. He knows that I just don't want my life to continue to be dirty." As he spoke, he pulled out a cruel and sarcastic smile and looked at the boy who was held in his arms. Master Qu. "Uncle, will you help me? You always love me very much. You shouldn't reject me this time, right?" Crazy to achieve the goal.

That's not a query for opinions, it's the madness at the end.

Master Qu couldn't bear to close his eyes, he really didn't want to see Kang Yuan, who had gone to extremes, resign, and he couldn't face him in person.

Kang Yuanci will never be the well-behaved and sensible child in his memory, and he will never go back to the afternoon of eating pastries in the yard. The child who will leave the aroma of pastries in his hands will show his satisfaction because he has won sweets The smiling child is gone.

Or rather it was gone a long time ago.

His heart had been eaten by darkness long, long ago.

Zuo Qi originally wanted to wait for time to find a chance to escape, but Milan saw through him. Milan told Kang Yuanci to act quickly. Kang Yuanci knew his weakness and rushed towards Master Qu.

Zuo Qi was shocked.

When he was forced to the corner and couldn't avoid it, he had no choice but to pick up Master Qu and turn around to block the knife for Master Qu.In this way, the knife completely penetrated Zuo Qi's shoulder, and the blood flowed down and stained the entire back.

The pungent smell of blood deeply hurt Master Qu's heart.

He saw Kang Yuanci pull out the saber from Zuo Qi's body, and was about to swing the saber at him a second time, trying to cut his neck off, he couldn't bear it any longer, and tried his best to accumulate the last bit of energy in his body to let himself Gain brief periods of control over your body.

In just a few seconds, he pushed Zuo Qi away and faced the knife by himself...

After that, there is no after.

Chapter 43

◎Qu Zhiwei went back there and saw the house that Master Qu spent his whole life guarding. It had changed owners twice, and now the house number is on...◎

Qu Zhiwei went back there and saw the house that Master Qu used to guard all his life. It had changed owners twice, and now the name on the door plate has changed again.

All the mysteries were revealed that night, and Kang Yuanci, who was nearly fifty years old, could not escape the control of his demons. He continued to make mistakes for most of his life, so much so that his son followed him on the path of crime.

On the day the father and son were sentenced, Qu Zhiwei testified against them as a victim.Looking at the gray-haired Kang Yuanci, he felt desolate in his heart. Although he didn't have Master Qu's psychic ability, he knew that "thing" must still follow Kang Yuanci, and he would never want to get rid of it until he died.

Before retiring from the court, Qu Zhiwei was still hesitating whether to recognize Kang Yuanci in the name of Master Qu, but when he thought of what Kang Yuanci did to Master Qu in the end, he gave up the idea.

But that night, not only Master Qu was heartbroken, but also him, when he learned that Zuo Qi and Xiao Qi were not alone, his whole world collapsed.Just like the question he asked at the end, if they are really not related, then what is the significance of this crossing, this encounter between the past life and the future life?

Last week the hospital called to inform him that Zuo Qi's body had been cremated, and he was standing outside holding Zuo Qi's ashes urn.He didn't know where Zuo Qi should be buried. After thinking about it, let him sleep in the place where he and Master Qu met for the first time.

So, he brought Zuo Qi back.

The old house is almost the same as before, without much change.He carefully carried the pot at his waist, then climbed up to the top of the wall, and saw the lush big banyan tree in the yard, and for a moment, he saw Master Qu sitting there, and standing in front of him, talking with him Talking Zuo Qi.

Suddenly a stone flew and hit him on the forehead, he saw a little girl come out from behind a tree, stared at him and asked loudly, "What are you doing here?"

The first sentence he opened his mouth was not asking who he was, but what he was doing here.

Qu Zhiwei took a closer look at her appearance, and after thinking about it for a while, he understood her identity, but he was a little surprised at that moment.

"Are you Milan's younger sister?" He should have guessed right, after all, they look too similar, and Milan is possessed and revived but has no ability to produce a daughter, so it means that the girl in front of him is the one who has never appeared before. Sister Ghost, I don’t know what method Milan used to separate their souls, let alone find a new body for her.

He asked, "You and your sister have been living here?"

"That's right, after you die, this place will become our territory, you don't even want to come back and tell me what to do, what should you do!"

Qu Zhiwei was both amused and annoyed by her eagerness to declare her territorial sovereignty.In the end, it seemed that the other party was a "child" who couldn't grow up, so he didn't have the same knowledge as her. On the contrary, he calmed down and explained to her gently: "I am Qu Zhiwei now, not Master Qu. It is impossible to get this house back, so don't worry about it."

"That's right."

Seeing that her attitude finally eased up, Qu Zhiwei took the opportunity to tell the reason why he came here: "Hey, I have something to discuss with you."

She was a little surprised, perhaps because she didn't expect that the first meeting would be so familiar that she could discuss things, "What's the matter?"

"I think Milan should tell you about Zuo Qi's death..." As he spoke, he unconsciously grasped the jar tightly. "I want to bury his ashes here, and I hope you will agree to let me in."

But she refused without thinking.

She said: "This is my home now, I can't do it if I say no." The expression on her face was so firm that there was no way to discuss it again.