Chapter Eighteen [Grudges]
"Zhongli! You are just fooling around!"
The uncle's face turned red, he gritted his teeth angrily, clenched his fists, and looked at his cousin angrily.
My cousin walked up to me, glanced at me who was at a loss, and said coldly:
"Am I kidding? You are a member of the Zhong family, and I am also a member of the Zhong family. We both have yin bones and are born different from other people. Even if we don't become ghost hunters, they will find us.
Yes, what do you want him to do then? Now that grandpa has passed away, who can protect him?"
"The old man is gone, but I'm still here."
The uncle tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and spoke as calmly as possible.
Bang bang...
The cousin clapped his hands, raised the corners of his mouth slightly with a sarcastic smile, then pointed to his left eye and said:
"Aren't you afraid of flashing your tongue when you say this? Are you here to protect him? What about me, when I was a child, did you ever seal my eyes? When my mother died, where were you? Who can you protect? What if?
If you can really protect people, how could my mother die?"
The uncle's face suddenly turned livid, his cheeks were bulging, and veins popped out on his forehead. He walked up to Zhongli angrily and waved his hand suddenly.
"Snapped!"
A crisp slap sounded, hitting my cousin's face directly. Half of my cousin's glasses were knocked off. When I saw his left eye, I suddenly felt a chill all over my body.
My cousin's left eye is very different from his right eye. It should be said that it is the color of the pupil. Ordinary people's eyes are black, but my cousin's eyes are indeed green, like an emerald gem. He seems to have noticed my gaze. My cousin stares coldly.
Looking at me, seeing my dumbfounded look, he reached out to pick up the glasses on the ground and put them on, returning to their original appearance. At this moment, five finger prints appeared on the left side of his fair face.
After the uncle hit his cousin, he immediately regretted it and gasped violently in his chest. After a moment, he stretched out his hand to touch his cheek and said:
"I'm sorry, Zhongli, I didn't mean it like that, and I didn't mean to hit you."
The cousin blocked his arm and said coldly:
"That's what you meant. It's your first time to hit me at such a big age. I must have hit you where it hurts."
The uncle sighed and said slowly:
"Actually, the old man and my eldest brother discussed training you to be a ghost hunter. Originally, we chose Xiao Yuan because of his high talent, but because of Haotian's death, eldest brother and sister-in-law suffered a blow.
If he is willing to let Zhong Yuan come into contact with this matter again, the old man even spent several years of his life to seal off Xiao Yuan's ability. Now that the old man is dead, Zhong Yuan's ability will slowly wake up. Xiao Yuan is the only one who is the elder brother now.
I have a son, how can I bear to drag him down this road? I plan to take him to the city, seal his abilities again, and then let him live out his life in peace."
"Can he live peacefully in this life? People from the Zhong family are responsible for hunting ghosts. If they can't do it, they will suffer misfortune. Are you going to let him die early? There are not many people in our Zhong family anymore. Do you want the Zhong family to
Completely cut off the incense?"
Cousin Zhongli's words were sharp and sharp, as if a knife was stabbing into my uncle's chest. My uncle stood there blankly and said nothing.
"Zhong... Zhong Hao is really... really my brother?"
And when I heard my uncle say this, I couldn't help but exclaim, is that little devil really my brother?
Didn't Grandpa say that everything ghosts say is all nonsense and just deceiving others? Why has the situation become like this now?
"Xiao Yuan, do you remember?"
My uncle looked at me in surprise.
I shook my head in confusion and said:
"Last night, my mother faked her corpse. My cousin asked me to leave there, so I met him. He also said he would help me block the evil force. I thought he was lying to me. Could he really be my brother? How could I
No memory at all?"
The uncle opened his eyes again, glared at his cousin with sharp eyes, and said:
"Okay, you have to hide such an important thing from me!"
My cousin turned slightly to the side and stopped talking to my uncle. My uncle was a little embarrassed and patted me on the shoulder and continued to ask:
"Haotian hasn't reincarnated yet, why is the old man so cruel? Did Haotian say it was that evil force?"
I recalled the original situation. At that time, the little ghost head only said that there was evil power, but did not say anything, so I could only shake my head.
"No matter what, I'll just ask the old man myself tonight."
My uncle let go of my shoulders, glanced at Zhongli again, and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but looking at Zhongli's face as cold as ice, he stopped thinking, turned around and walked towards the mourning hall.
My cousin stood silently, motionless, and I knew that he had a lot of worries. I had an idea, took out a pack of crumpled cigarettes from my pocket, took out one and handed it to him.
"Cousin, please smoke one."
I took out the match and looked at him with a silly smile.
He glanced at me indifferently, then looked at the eyes in my hand with disgust, and said coldly:
"You learned how to smoke at such a young age?"
I was speechless. Just when I was feeling embarrassed, my cousin reached out and took the cigarette, lit it, and continued:
"If you have anything to say, just tell me. While I'm still in a good mood, I'll tell you everything I know."
I smiled dryly. My cousin was really a sensible person. He knew that I had something to ask him for advice. I sorted out my thoughts and asked:
"My uncle just said that he wanted to ask grandpa in person tonight, but grandpa is already dead. Is he asking in a dream?"
I think of the dream I had before. It must have been my grandpa who entrusted me with the dream, so I remember it deeply.
My cousin shook his head, stared at me for a while, and said:
Chapter completed!