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Chapter 220: Two Choices on the Black Note
After coming out of the ward, Shen Zhihong walked slowly toward the outside of the inpatient building. His originally straight back had hunched up without him noticing.

The energetic old man half a month ago no longer exists.

Walking out of the inpatient department and the hospital gate, Shen Zhihong entered a convenience store.

"Boss, give me a pack of cigarettes."

"What kind of cigarettes?"

"Blue Monkey... Monkey King."

"10 yuan."

Shen Zhihong paid 11 yuan and took away a lighter.

He found a random chair and sat down. With a click, Shen Zhihong lit a cigarette and took a deep puff.

Thinking of the name of the cigarette he had just called out when buying it twenty years ago, Shen Zhihong's eyes showed a hint of bitterness.

He has quit smoking for twenty years. He started to quit smoking when he was preparing to have a baby with his son.

This vow lasted for twenty years.

He originally thought that he might just smoke one more cigarette to savor the past before he died and end his life.

But he didn't expect that at the age of 69, he would have to pick up cigarettes again.

Hiss...hoo...

His life was so happy just half a month ago, why has it become like this now?

Shen Zhihong couldn’t figure it out, he couldn’t figure it out at all!

Although the grandchildren were rescued, the two children are still afraid of wind and cold air and are very weak.

His son's throat was bitten, but fortunately nothing serious happened, otherwise he would have to see him die before him.

The daughter-in-law was such a well-behaved person, but because she almost bit her son's throat, she now locks herself in the room all day long, becoming gloomy and neurotic.

And all this is because of those ghost things!
Noisy!
Shen Zhihong put out the cigarette butt on the tree trunk next to him.

Let go and the cigarette butt falls.

Ignoring the contemptuous look in the old lady's eyes, Shen Zhihong took out his cell phone and called the familiar number.

"Mr. Ji, is there really no way to save my grandson and daughter-in-law? Can you come and take another look? Their situation is very bad now..."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Ji."

Shen Zhihong hung up the phone and called the fortune teller who had come to his house before.

But the news I got was that the other party was not at home.

After making one call after another, Shen Zhihong didn't get any surprising response except an apology.

Holding the phone, a feeling of helplessness and frustration came over me.

His back bent even more.

After sitting in the chair in a daze for a long time, Shen Zhihong finally stood up and walked towards the inpatient department.

"Dad... I'm fine. You can go back and see Xiaoli and the kids."

As soon as Shen Zhihong entered, he heard his son's hoarse voice.

After sitting next to his son and talking to him for a while, Shen Zhihong handed his son over to the nurse.

When he got home, he saw his grandchildren.

There is no other situation except wearing thick clothes at home.

Turning around, he wanted to go and see his daughter-in-law again, but he still couldn't knock on the door.

However, the noises coming from my daughter-in-law inside at least proved that she was fine.

Sitting back on the sofa in the living room, Shen Zhihong stared at the black screen of TV until nine o'clock in the evening.

Standing up, Shen Zhihong knocked on his granddaughter's door.

"Chenchen, can you lend me your money for warding off evil spirits for a while?"

……

Taking the warding off evil spirits money given to him by his granddaughter, Shen Zhihong left home and headed again towards the road the two children had taken.

He didn't know what he could do, so he could only walk this path over and over again, hoping to see something from it.

If he could come across something, he wouldn't mind doing something.

But he has been like this for three days in a row.

Apart from the fact that there were very few people on the road, there was nothing else unusual. Even though he found the brazier that his grandson had kicked, he still found nothing.

pat!

Shen Zhihong lit another cigarette.

The cigarette butt flickered in the darkness.

After a long time, the cigarette was finished.

A sigh sounded.

Shen Zhihong turned around and walked back as he did before.

But as he walked, Shen Zhihong's pace slowed down.

Turning his head, he looked at the green belt next to him.

In the darkness, a golden head hid in the green belt, staring straight at him.

His heart twitched suddenly and half of Shen Zhihong's body became numb.

Even though he was prepared to encounter dirty things, he still couldn't help but panic when he saw it.

Holding the talisman money in his pocket and thinking about what happened to his son's family, Shen Zhihong's trembling body slowly calmed down.

"Why, why are you pestering my family!"

With a low shout, Shen Zhihong turned around and walked towards the green belt without hesitation.

The expression on his face and his eyes were as determined as when he joined the army.

As he got closer, the entire appearance of the golden head appeared in Shen Zhihong's eyes. It was a golden baby.

"Why, are you pestering them?"

Shen Zhihong asked again.

But the golden child did nothing but look at him.

Shen Zhihong crossed the green belt and moved when he was only two meters away from the golden baby.

He took out the talisman money from his pocket with his right hand and jumped out.

Although Shen Zhihong had not practiced the skills he learned after joining the army for decades, when he rushed out with anger in his heart decades later, he did not feel unfamiliar at all.

Bang!
Shen Zhihong fell to the ground. Although the green belt was not made of cement or tiles, his old body still made him frown.

But this little pain was nothing compared to his anger. Looking up, Shen Zhihong saw the money in his right hand and slapped it hard on the baby.

My heart sank to the bottom.

Thinking of the fact that he only took a coin to ward off evil spirits when he left at the end of the season, Shen Zhihong sighed.

It seems that the money for warding off evil spirits that the other party didn't take away is of no use at all.

Let go and the money will fall to the ground.

Shen Zhihong slowly turned his body and lay on his back on the ground.

Looking at the night sky, his heart was calm.

Just die, I’ve lived enough.

At least most of his life was happy.

Shen Zhihong smiled and just looked at the night sky.

Until a black sticky note fell and covered his face.

Reaching out, Shen Zhihong took the black note paper.

There were words on it, but he couldn't read them clearly.

As if remembering something, Shen Zhihong turned his head and looked in the direction of the golden baby.

But there was nothing there except the green belt.

Standing up, Shen Zhihong frowned and looked at the place where the golden baby was just now.

illusion?

No, it's not an illusion.

Shen Zhihong took two steps forward and bent down to pick up the coin on the ground.

Looking at the knot on the coin to ward off evil spirits, Shen Zhihong frowned.

This was not the coin that he had just dropped on the ground to ward off evil spirits. That coin was a knot that he had woven with his own hands, and he recognized it.

But why is this?

Looking at the money on his right hand and the black note on his left hand,

Shen Zhihong was silent for a long time, then turned and walked towards home.

It was his own home, not his son's home.

He was afraid of bringing more disaster to his son's family.

He doesn't care anymore, but the children are still young and they still have a future.

……

At ten o'clock in the evening, Shen Zhihong returned to his room.

After placing the talisman coins on the coffee table, he took out his reading glasses and looked at the words on the black note.

"Do you want to know the origins of the three ghosts that haunt your family? If you do, put the coin you just picked up under your pillow and use it as a pillow."

Shen Zhihong turned his head and looked at the coin next to him that was used to ward off evil spirits.

Taking off his glasses, putting down the note, Shen Zhihong picked up the coin to ward off evil spirits and walked towards his room.

He didn't bother about who or what the other person was because he had no choice.

Lifting the pillow and putting down the talisman money, Shen Zhihong lay down on the bed.

More than ten minutes later, Shen Zhihong opened his eyes, full of anger.

Standing up, he growled into the air.

"Why are you showing me this!"

But no one answered him.

Shen Zhihong's anger slowly subsided, and he walked dejectedly towards the living room with the talisman money in his hand.

But when he saw what was on the coffee table in the living room, he immediately quickened his pace.

Shen Zhihong picked up the new black sticky note on the coffee table.

"What you just saw was the life experience of one of the three ghosts that haunt your family. Now you have a choice."

"One: Take the mourning stick on the table and touch the three pieces of rags, and the three ghosts haunting your family will vanish into thin air."

"Two: pinch the square hole on the coin with your thumb and index finger, shake the coin to throw the ghost out, then hit the ghost with the cloth dog on the table. Let the cloth dog lead you to the residence of the flower-beaters, and throw the three rags and the cloth dog into the flower-beaters' home."

Looking at the words on the black note and then at the things that appeared on the table, Shen Zhihong's expression became more and more ferocious.

Reach out, pick up the mourning staff and raise it high!
But the raised hand could not be lowered no matter what.

Thinking about what he had just seen the child go through before his death, Shen Zhihong couldn't bring himself to do it.

His right hand dropped limply, and the staff was placed back on the table.

He grabbed the cloth dog and picked up the coin to ward off evil spirits.

What if all this was a conspiracy by the other party to play a trick on him?

What if I die if I do what the other person says?
in case……

Shen Zhihong suddenly sneered and put down what he was holding.

Taking out the box of cigarettes that he had just smoked two of, Shen Zhihong took out another one, put it in his mouth and lit it.

The air was filled with smoke.

When the firework burned to the cigarette butt, Shen Zhihong put it out under his feet.

He picked up the coin to ward off evil spirits with his left hand and threw it out fiercely.

A gray shadow shot out from the hole in the middle of the living room.

Shen Zhihong took a glance, flicked his right wrist, and the dog hit the shadow squarely. This was something he learned from throwing grenades in the past, and he was not unfamiliar with it.

Looking at the shadow being sucked into the cloth dog, a strange light flashed in Shen Zhihong's eyes.

He stood up, picked up the three rags on the table, took the mourning stick, and put the money for warding off evil spirits in his pocket.

Shen Zhihong said to the cloth dog that stood up:
"Come on, take me to a place you know."

After lying on the ground for a moment, the little cloth dog jumped out of the window.

Shen Zhihong was stunned and hurried over to look under the window.

Shen Zhihong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the cloth dog waiting for him on the spot after landing.

Turn around,

Open the door,
close the door.

Bang!
……

(End of this chapter)