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Chapter 100 Zhou Mirage's Obsession!
A peaceful little village.

The village is bordered by green trees, and the green hills are slanted outside the country. Simple farmhouses are looming among the trees, and occasionally there is smoke from cooking.

"Little Mirage, why are you back?"

An old lady in her 80s stood up from a stool, and when she saw the young man who suddenly appeared, she showed a kind smile on her face.

Now she is lonely and alone, the people she knew around her have long since died, and there is no successor in her family.

The incense is cut off.

I haven't thought about it for a long time.

Only this young man has been visiting her frequently since more than ten years ago, and has become one of the few lights in her life.

Why do people have to live?
Especially, when a person has already lived so hard and has no hope of succeeding, why should he live?
For her, this young man who is not a grandson is better than a grandson is the motivation for her to live-she wants to see him for a few more years.

"Grandma, the restaurant is not busy recently, come back to see you."

Zhou Yan smiled, but deep in his eyes, there was a touch of guilt and complexity.

Fortunately, the old man's eyesight is dim, and he can't see clearly at all.

"You come back from the county, you must be tired after walking such a long way? Sit down, I'll cook for you!"

The old lady showed a distressed look on her face, then turned around, trembling, about to cook.

"Grandma, let me come."

Zhou Yan put down the things in his hands, then walked quickly to support the old lady, and said with a smile: "I came back to visit you after walking so far. If you are troubled by serving me instead, I might as well not come back."

"Then... that's fine."

The old lady hesitated for a moment, not wanting to disappoint her grandson's filial piety, so she sat down on the previous stool.

Zhou Yan opened the bag he brought and said with a smile, "Grandma, this is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and snowflake cake from the county town. You can try it."

"Good, good, good."

The old lady took the pastry and smiled from ear to ear.

And Zhou Yan, carrying a piece of meat and some vegetables bought at a nearby market, went into the kitchen to cook.

Soon, the meal is ready.

So, one old and one young sat down around the table.

"Grandma, what's missing at home recently, just tell me, I'm free today, and I'll prepare everything for you."

"There is nothing missing. There are still a lot of things you bought last time." The old man smiled kindly.

How much can an eighty-year-old man eat and wear?What really made her happy was just this kind of intention.

"Okay then, I'll put some money in the cabinet for you, and you can go buy what you need, anyway, the market is not far away."

So, he got up, went to the secret corner where the old man hid money, and opened the secret compartment designed by himself.

Then, his eyes widened.

I saw that the silver taels and copper coins inside had already filled the secret compartment. The old man didn't spend much of the money he handed to the old man before.

He looked at the old man helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "Grandma, you don't have to save so much. I opened a big restaurant in the county town, and I don't need money."

"Hehe, I didn't save money. My grandma is richer than the old men and women in the village, and people often ask me to borrow money."

The old lady said with a smile, with a look of pride on her face.

Although she has no offspring.

But because of the existence of this young man in front of her, she has everything she needs, and the people in the village know that she has a grandson who has made a fortune in the county, and they are very polite to her.

"Okay, let's eat and eat."

Zhou Mirage returned to his seat, began to eat, and continued to bring food to the old man.

And the old man also asked about his career, and whether he has had any troubles recently, whether he has a favorite girl, etc...

It's fun and warm.

At this moment, under an old locust tree not far away, stood two figures, one of whom was dressed in white with a refined demeanor.

The other person has an illusory figure, exuding a faint yin energy.

"How about it?"

The man in white looked at the unreal boy next to him and asked.

The illusory young man was silently watching the old man with an involuntary soft smile on his face, but after hearing these words, he came back to his senses.

He was silent for a moment, then a relieved smile appeared on his young face, and he said softly, "I should thank him."

Yes.

Even if he hadn't been beaten to death by this young man and was still alive, he might not be able to make grandma live so well now.

After all, he is just a bad boy who is ignorant, steals chickens and dogs, and even pushes innocent women into the water to drown for money.

This guy...does better than him.

"Your crime of murdering money and murder has almost been paid off in hell for so many years. I have communicated with the underworld and can let you reincarnate. Before that, you need to do me a favor."

Bai Ze looked at the boy and said.

"Thank you senior, I know what to do."

The boy bowed to Bai Ze and said gratefully.

……

"Somebody stole the chicken, somebody stole the chicken!"

The ear-piercing shouts pierced the night sky and broke the tranquility of the village, and the lights of every house were turned on.

"Wang!"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

I don't know whose dog barked first, and then all the dogs in the village barked, as if they were echoing each other.

For a time, the wind was roaring.

"It's probably that guy from the next door village again. He's ignorant and loves to sneak around. We must catch him this time!"

"That's right, we pitied him for being dependent on grandma and let him go many times, but he can't always be like this. No one is rich these days."

"Yes, catch him and send him to the government!"

Many villagers put on their coats, took hoes and sticks, and chased after the rooster crowing.

However, the person who stole the chicken was very clever and quickly broke the neck of the screaming chicken and escaped from the encirclement of the villagers.

Just when he thought he had successfully escaped.

"Wow—"

From the straw pile at the entrance of the village, a young man in ragged clothes suddenly jumped out, his body was dirty, he seemed to be a tramp.

The homeless boy threw the chicken-stealing boy to the ground.

The chicken-stealing boy turned pale with shock, and cursed angrily: "Who are you, let me loose!"

"It's wrong for you to steal other people's chickens!"

The homeless boy hugged the chicken thief from behind, but did not let go, and shouted: "The chicken thief is here, the chicken thief is here!"

Suddenly, the chicken-stealing boy became anxious.

"Let go!"

He yelled angrily, and hit the homeless boy's abdomen with his elbow. The homeless boy's stomach hurt and he was knocked to the ground.

The chicken-stealing boy was still angry.

While there was still time, he put down the dead chicken in his hand, rushed over and rode on the homeless boy, and punched him in the face.

The homeless boy was beaten until he lost his mind. In the end, his instinct to survive made him burst out into a ferocity.

"If you want to kill me, I will kill you!"

He grabbed a stone on the ground with his right hand and smashed it hard on the head of the chicken thief boy.

"boom!"

The boy who stole the chicken fell to the ground, bleeding profusely, struggled a few times on the ground, and then became silent.

"This!"

The homeless boy came to his senses, and his face turned pale immediately. He stared blankly at the dead body on the ground, threw away the stone and staggered back a few steps.

"Dead? Did I kill? Did I kill?"

"no no……"

"Do not!!!"

He yelled in horror, and suddenly woke up from his sleep, his forehead was sweating, and he was gasping for breath.

But the next moment, he realized that something was wrong.

He was outside.

He looked up, the moon was sparse, and the surrounding trees and grass were shaking in the evening wind, and the branches and leaves rubbed against each other, making a "rustling" sound.

Not far away, there was a haystack half the height of a person!
This scene is so familiar.

"This is!!"

Suddenly, he found that there was blood under his feet, and on the ground not far away, there was a dead chicken and a young man who was dying.

"How could this be, this..."

Zhou Yan panicked, he staggered, and felt that the world was spinning and the world seemed unreal.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

At this moment, a young voice sounded.

Zhou Yan followed the sound and saw the young man who should have died standing not far away, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Zhou Yan was shocked, he looked at the ground again, and the boy's body was gone.

He looked at the young man across from him again, took a deep breath, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"What do you say?"

The boy on the opposite side asked with a smile. His tone was gentle, and he was completely different from the vicious boy who stole the chicken in his memory.

Zhou Yan was silent for a while. At this time, after confirming that the other party was not human, he was not so frightened.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry."

"No, you don't owe me anything."

The boy on the opposite side shook his head and said, "Actually, I deserved my death. I once killed innocent people for money. The crime is serious. Even if you don't kill me, someone will kill me. This is justice for the heavens. One point, I was tortured in hell after death, which is proof."

He looked gratefully at Zhou Yan, smiled and said, "These years...thank you for taking care of my grandma."

Zhou Yan's expression became complicated, and he said hoarsely, "You're welcome, I'm just making amends."

He will never forget that early morning, the helpless old man hugged his grandson's body and cried bitterly.

Every time he thinks of that scene, his heart feels like a needle pricks him.

This is also the knot in his heart that he has been unable to untie.

"Hehe, no matter what you think, as grandma's grandson, I still have to thank you for being my filial piety."

The chicken-stealing boy bowed his hands, like a scholar, and bowed to his former enemy.

Then he raised his head and laughed at himself: "I haven't read the book, arty once, I hope you don't laugh at me."

"Neither have I."

Zhou Yan pursed his lips, a sincere smile gradually appeared on his face, and then bowed to the young man opposite him with his hands clasped together.

This obeisance, put an end to previous suspicions.

This time, they were all relieved.

"Originally, I will be tortured in hell for a while, but because your master interceded for me, I can go to reincarnation earlier, so... before I leave, let me give you a gift."

The young man said with a smile, and then took out a piece of ancient jade pendant from his arms and handed it to Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan hesitated.

The young man took two steps forward, forced the jade pendant into his hands, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, this is not stolen, it was left to me by my father."

After finishing speaking, he took two steps back and waved to Zhou Yan, and said with a smile, "I wish you all the best in this world, goodbye...brother."

After speaking, he turned around and walked away step by step, his body gradually became illusory, and then disappeared completely.

Zhou Yan watched the other party disappear, then took a deep breath, and clenched the jade pendant in his hand.

The next moment, he opened his eyes again.

This is still a dream!
He was lying on the old man's bed, but when he raised his right hand, he found that jade pendant was tightly held in his hand.

He was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Go all the way."

In his heart, the obsession in his heart dissipated, as if the dark place in his heart that hadn't seen the sun for many years now had sunshine.

"Master, thank you."

He said silently in his heart.

He didn't notice that the ancient jade pendant in his hand flickered imperceptibly.

　Conceiving the plot, I lost sleep again, and stayed up all night.

　　Don't be impatient, there is no useless plot, it must be useful.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)