Chapter 128 Are You, a Ghost Messenger?

Nanhai Medical University, intensive care unit on the third floor.

Sha Ruizong sat beside Sha Jingcheng's sickbed, tightly holding the bloodless old hand.

Sha Jingcheng gasped:

"Ruizong, you must conquer the topic I left behind!

With your ability, you can complete it within three years, don't slack off!"

Sha Ruizong kept nodding, he knew that this sentence was most likely his last words.

At this moment, the incandescent lamp in the room suddenly flickered.

Not only the incandescent lamp in this room, but the incandescent lamps in the entire hospital began to flicker.

Sha Jingcheng was uncomfortable with the shaking:

"Ruizong, go see what's going on."

Sha Ruizong nodded fiercely and said to his daughter:

"Xin'er, take good care of your great grandfather, Dad will be back soon."

After that, Sha Ruizong left the ward.

Sha Jingcheng took Xin'er's hand and began to tell her:

"Xin'er, you are about to wake up, right?

You, do what you like, don't listen to your father.

You don't need to know too much knowledge, just be happy and sensible."

After saying that, Sha Jingcheng suddenly froze, staring at the door.

Xin'er held back her tears, and followed Sha Jingcheng's gaze, looking at the door in confusion.

There was nothing, only the lights flashing in the corridor.

Xin'er asked:

"What's wrong, great grandfather?"

Sha Jingcheng widened his eyes:

"You, who are you?"

Xin'er was startled, she was panicked, rubbed her eyes and looked at the door again, but there was still nothing.

Did the great grandfather have hallucinations?

It is said that people who are about to die will always see messy hallucinations.

This kind of hallucination makes many people think that it is the ghost who wants to kill them.

"Great grandfather" Xin'er held the great grandfather's hand distressedly.

Sha Jingcheng knew that he did not have hallucinations.

He watched a strange man walk into the room.

The strange man was wearing a black windbreaker, a hood, and a mask of the Weeping Ghost King on his face.

This man was Meng Xing.

Ye Yunyun was right next to Meng Xing, but she used the ability of the Transparent Fruit on herself and Meng Xing.

Others couldn't see Ye Yunyun, only Sha Jingcheng could see Meng Xing.

This was a development of her ability of the Transparent Fruit.

Meng Xing walked to Sha Jingcheng's bed:

"Professor Sha, I've heard of your name for a long time."

Only Sha Jingcheng could hear Meng Xing's voice, which was also an application of Ye Yunyun's ability by combining spirituality and transparent fruit.

Sha Jingcheng glanced at Xin'er in horror. How could his great-granddaughter not see or hear this person?

Could it be

Sha Jingcheng was shocked. Could this be the Yincha?

In this case, he could only think of the legend of another world.

He sighed, his voice hoarse:

"I never thought that the legend of the Yinchai was true."

Meng Xing had a faint smile on his face:

"Hello, Hunter Guild, you can call me the president."

Sha Jingcheng murmured:

"President?"

Xin'er looked at the great grandfather talking to the air in horror, and hurried out of the ward to find Sha Ruizong.

Great grandfather might have a problem!

More than ten minutes passed.

"Grandpa!"

Sha Ruizong ran back from the door.

The hospital staff said that the hospital's monitoring system short-circuited for some reason, and the voltage of the entire hospital was unstable, so the lights flickered.

Just now, I heard from Xin'er that Grandpa had hallucinations, and he ran all the way back.

After he came back, Sha Jingcheng stared at the ceiling in a daze with his eyes blank.

Sha Ruizong held Grandpa's hand tightly, almost crying:

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

After a long time, Sha Jingcheng recovered.

Hunter Guild?

President?

It's not like he hasn't seen top awakeners in these years.

However, no one can bring him such a sense of oppression.

It's like the Lord of Hell who controls the soul is talking to a mortal like him.

This is a truly extraordinary person!

The mysterious president told him that he could extend his life and even help him live forever!

The price is to join the guild, be loyal to the guild, and continue to complete his project.

If you ask Sha Jingcheng what regrets he has before his death, it can only be that the project has not yet had a result.

If he can complete this project, he is willing to pay any price!

As for who he works for, he doesn't care.

As long as it's not for the enemy country, and it's obvious that the president is from Xia.

Thinking of this, Sha Jingcheng's two turbid old eyes burst out with unprecedented spirit.

He touched Sha Ruizong's head kindly, with a complicated look in his eyes:

"Rui Zong, grandpa is fine. You must be tired of taking care of grandpa for so long? Let's sleep for a while."

Sha Ruizong felt a pain in his heart and assumed that this was Sha Jingcheng's last glimmer.

Sha Jingcheng didn't sleep that night. He felt the constant changes in his body.

It was like a land that had been dry for a long time and finally got a good rain. The fine rain moistened the dry cracks.

This feeling was very comfortable.

The mysterious existence who claimed to be the president last night lent him a day of life, otherwise he would have died last night.

He was a little obsessed with this great miracle.

"The president said that he would take me away tonight."

"That is to say, before tonight I belonged to myself, and after tonight I belonged to the Hunter Guild."

This was not difficult for Sha Jingcheng to accept.

If you want to get something, you must pay a price.

This is the rule of this world.

The sad thing is that those who cannot afford this price.

It is my luck to be able to exchange my knowledge for a life and continue my research project.

Time passed little by little, and the sun at six o'clock in the morning illuminated the whole city with golden light. Sha Jingcheng woke up his grandson.

"Rui Zong, call everyone here, I have something to say."

Sha Jingcheng's grandson, granddaughter-in-law, great-granddaughter, grandson, and some nephews, all of them were crowded in the intensive care unit.

They gathered around Sha Jingcheng's bed.

Thinking of what Dr. Du said, everyone's face showed a trace of sadness.

"After I leave, you must think twice before doing anything.

Don't be greedy or impatient when encountering things, so that you won't make mistakes."

Sha Jingcheng looked like he was explaining his affairs after his death. He gave instructions to everyone from family, career, and personality.

At the end, he looked at Sha Ruizong and said in a deep voice:

"Okay, you all go out, I have something to talk to Ruizong alone."

No one dared to disobey, and they all left the ward obediently, leaving Sha Ruizong alone.

Sha Ruizong thought that his grandfather was going to ask him about the project again, so he said:

"Don't worry, grandpa. I will definitely complete your research."

Sha Jingcheng glanced at the surveillance that had lost its function and asked:

"The people from the Security Bureau have left, right?"

Sha Ruizong was stunned for a moment and nodded:

"They left a few days ago."

Sha Jingcheng said:

"What I am going to say next is very important. Don't ask why, and don't tell anyone."

Sha Jingcheng gently grabbed Sha Ruizong's hand, with some reluctance in his eyes.

"Get me discharged immediately. Someone will pick me up tonight."

"When I leave, treat me as dead."

"Dean Wang of the Imperial Capital Naval Hospital is my student. Ask him to issue me a death certificate."

"Build a cenotaph for me and bury me and your grandmother together."

"Keep the funeral simple. If anyone wants to see my body, just say it has been cremated."

Sha Ruizong was extremely puzzled and looked at Sha Jingcheng in confusion.

Sha Jingcheng gently patted Sha Ruizong's hand:

"What I told you today cannot be told to a third person, otherwise our family will encounter a disaster."