"Last week, the teacher assigned the title of the composition to describe what kind of person my father is. Do you know how I write it!"

Huang Zhibin, who was standing by, said excitedly: "Dafather, Dafa's father is a successful boss, Xiaoshou's father is an executive of the bank, Fangfang's father is a traffic policeman, Mama's father is even a criminal policeman, and has arrested a murderer. What about me? What is my father? I deserve to be bullied by neighbors and being despised like this after death!"

Just as Huang Zhibin was excited and wanted to continue talking, he saw the transparent figure beside Li Yu, and his face suddenly became stiff.

"This...this...what is this..."

"What do you think is, he is what you are, you should have an answer in your heart, right?" Li Yu smiled indifferently. Huang Zhibin has a spiritual physique, and he can temporarily obtain spiritual vision under the resonance of seeing through it.

Huang Zhibin saw it.

Bai Yefen was the same and murmured: "Master, is there anything next to us? I always feel like there is something next to me."

I don’t know if it was the sensing of the original owner or the ability to feel the ghost in the heart, Bai Yefen also felt it slightly, and there were extra foreign objects next to it.

Only Wang Die was confused at first, and then said with a little excitement.

"Son, what have you seen..."

"I...I saw an uncle with yellow hair... and there was a mole on the corner of his mouth."

Huang Zhibin described the scene in front of him with a confused look on his face, his body trembling, not knowing whether he was afraid or something else.

The royal butterfly was about to cry, and said excitedly.

"Did you see it..."

"This is your father..."

In Huang Zhibin's eyes, the yellow hair in front of him was also repeating a sentence.

"Did we win?"

...

Li Yu took out the soul-attracting lamp. At this moment, Bai Yefen and Wang Butterfly could know intuitively that there was indeed a person in front of him.

A wandering soul, a mindless wandering soul without intelligence, the lowest level.

Time erased his memories, but not his obsession.

"Did we win?"

"What are he saying? Is he winning? What does this mean?" At first, Huang Zhibin was a little afraid of the [ghost] in front of him, but then he realized that this ghost could not have any effect on him. He could not do anything except repeating a sentence, just like a repeater.

Li Yu looked at the Youhun in front of him and said, "Do you know your father is a member of the Qinglong Gang, do you?"

"To... those people do everything they want." Huang Zhibin's answer obviously had no good impression of the gang members.

"Do you know, what are the people who join the gang for?"

Faced with Li Yu's question, Huang Zhibin answered without hesitation: "It is better to go to the underworld than to study, have money, power and status, and have beautiful women to sleep with me at night... This is what the gangsters in our class often say. They promote the goodness of the Qinglong Gang every day..."

Li Yu's mouth twitched. This line has really not changed at all in decades. She was also doing this when she was studying, and some naughty kids chanted it every day.

Sure enough, even if times change, the little kids will not change anything. I feel very worthy of beating when listening to the lines...

"Then why do you think your father joined the gang?"

"He... is because of money? is because of beauty?" Huang Zhibin was slightly confused.

"So, when he reaches the end of his life, will he have money or beautiful women... Oh, your mom doesn't count."

"I have no idea."

Li Yu turned around and looked at Wang Die and said.

"Do you know? Before Huang Zhibin died, what did he get through his identity as a gangster in the Qinglong Gang? Did he get money or a beauty?"

After thinking for a moment, Wang Butterfly shook his head and said.

"He has nothing, rented a house in the bottom of the city, and had no savings at all... He likes to get drunk very much, and should spend all his money on cigarettes and alcohol."

"Yes, that is to say, he has nothing, so what do you think he is in the Qinglong Gang, is he trying to do?" Li Yu patted Huang Zhibin on the shoulder.

Huang Zhibin also faced the wandering soul in front of him.

This man who looks very [weak], who is wandering in the wind and rain, drifts away at any time, and repeats a sentence in his mouth.

Huang Zhibin didn't know why he joined the gang.

"Maybe it's because he is not doing well. There are all industries that are not doing well, right..." Huang Zhibin murmured.

"The little brat knows so much, and knows that there are successful and losers in every industry." Li Yu was happy, then calmed down and said, "From the perspective of my understanding, he has never used his identity as the [Qinglong Gang Bang] to obtain anything and fulfill his desires. Do you think that a gangster who joins the gang for the purpose of desire will step up and help your mother seize it from the hands of someone with greater power?"

Li Yu looked at the yellow-haired man who kept repeating a sentence and said lightly.

"He did enter the Qinglong Gang with desire and purpose, so much so that the success or failure of this desire, even after so many years of his death, he still remembered and forgot everything. He kept repeating this sentence. Did he win? Who was fighting with and what did he win?"

Have you won?

What exactly won?

Huang Zhibin suddenly became a little curious.

He never thought about this question.

What kind of attitude does this "father" have taken into this "gangster"?

He got what he had and lost what he had gained.

"Hey, why do you want to join the Qinglong Gang? Isn't it good to sing with my mother?" Huang Zhibin shouted at the transparent wandering soul: "My mother said you play the guitar very well. You can sing in the bar with her, why do you still have to go back! Abandon me and my mother, and you have to go back to that ghost place!"

This shouting was like venting.

Revealing Huang Zhibin's emotions over the years.

It seemed that he heard Huang Zhibin's words, and the thin and cowardly young man did not repeat the sentence again.

He just looked at Huang Zhibin with a still dull look.

Looking at the children left behind during their lifetime.

At this time, the youth's panel was presented to Li Yu.

Name: Liu Guanglong

Gender: Male

Race: Human (wandering soul)

Note: There is insufficient information on the soul body, cannot be analyzed, and the memory is seriously lacking. Only the obsession memory fragments in the deepest part of the heart are still there.

"It's enough that the deepest memory fragments in my heart are still there..." Li Yu picked up the white wine glass.

Sprinkle the white wine directly onto the grave.

"I'll give you a glass of wine first." Li Yu's expression was serious.

Bai Yefen was stunned for a moment, thinking that for a fairy like Li Yu, why should he toast a glass of wine to this person?

To this little gangster, a humble person as dust.
Chapter completed!