Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 635

Chapter 635: Chapter 635

The negative second floor of the hospital has always been a place rife with rumors.

And the evil aura here is the strongest Yang Fan has ever seen.

Bizarrely, it is even more exaggerated than the ghostly presence he inadvertently encountered in Xiang Xue Ting’s neighborhood, a chillness that seemed to burrow into his bones, especially at the back, cold as a bowl of water left outside in winter.

Outside the morgue, there is a designated area for burning paper money.

A group of men, women, old and young are kneeling on the ground, watching over a black-and-white photo of Yao Wei, wailing and burning paper money. Nearby, an exhaust fan whirs, drawing up the smoke from the burning paper money without missing a trace to the outside.

Yang Fan walked over and placed the paper money he brought aside, first burning a few notes for Yao Wei, then asked the middle-aged man who looked about sixty next to him: "You are Yao Wei’s father?"

"Yes...who are you?" the elderly man has yet to figure out Yang Fan’s identity.

Yang Fan explained: "I had some connection with Yao Wei, but we weren’t very close. He entrusted me with some words for you."

"Did he cause more trouble?" The old man suddenly became nervous.

It seemed that Yao Wei had not been very good to his parents.

Yang Fan did not show any intention of this nature, but the old man subconsciously thought Yang Fan was there to cause trouble.

"That’s not it," Yang Fan said, "He asked me to convey a few words to you, he said he owed you a lot, and that he has come to realize it too late and has nothing with which to repay you. He has knelt down to you several times, and you can imagine him kneeling beside you right now. After he finishes, I’ll tell you the other things he has entrusted me to say."

The old man suddenly burst into tears, looking dazedly around the surroundings of Yang Fan, his hands trembling as he called out loudly, "Wei Wei..."

"He..." Yang Fan instinctively wanted to tell them that Yao Wei wasn’t here, but then thought better of it and held back.

This kind of truth need not be said outright.

Just let them think that Yao Wei is there kneeling down.

"Condolences." Yang Fan waited a while before he continued, "Yao Wei asked me to tell you..."

Before he could finish, a woman next to him interrupted him, she spoke frantically and anxiously to Yang Fan: "Young man, can you let us see Wei Wei just one more time? Just for a moment, for a last glimpse."

Yang Fan shook his head, "I can’t."

"Young man, from your brief words, I know you have abilities. Please help your aunt fulfill this wish, please? I’m begging you." The woman, whose temples were touched with silver, didn’t wait for an answer and began to kowtow immediately.

Yang Fan quickly dodged, "Auntie, there is indeed a way for you to see Yao Wei, but the consequences are severe. If you see him, I will have to kill him, and he will lose the right to live in another way. If you agree, I can let you see him."

"You... it’s just a glimpse, why do you have to kill him?" the woman asked in terror.

Yang Fan calmly explained: "He no longer wants to leave, and if you become his attachment again, he will lose himself and turn into something else. I will have to kill him. If you insist, I can try to think of a way,"

Yao Wei’s father quickly pulled the woman beside him and said to Yang Fan: "No need, we don’t want to see him, thank you."

Yang Fan nodded.

He also took this opportunity to give them a reminder.

Mysterious changes occur because of obsession, and human obsessions are actually more severe than the mysterious.

"Not seeing him is better for you, and even better for him." Yang Fan said softly, "Now that you know this, let me continue with the words Yao Wei entrusted me to convey to you..."

The words that Yao Wei wanted to communicate were not few.

It took Yang Fan nearly half an hour to explain everything to them clearly.

After finishing his business, Yang Fan didn’t linger and left right away.

When leaving, Yao Wei’s father wanted to give Yang Fan some money as a thank-you, but he didn’t accept it.

If Yang Fan had been hired by Yao Wei to pass on the message, it would have been normal to take a little something for his efforts.

But all he did was simply lend a hand, and since he had also made a request of Yao Wei, it was kind of like a mutual favor.

Outside the hospital, Wang Daqiang asked with some curiosity, "Fanzi, can you guys see those things wherever and whenever?"

"It depends on the situation, not necessarily," Yang Fan shook his head, "Some we can see because of the surroundings, we don’t need to do anything to see them; others require us to prepare some stuff first."

"So, that’s how it is. Isn’t it annoying to see those things all the time?" asked Wang Daqiang.

Yang Fan smiled, "You really hit the nail on the head there, it is indeed quite bothersome."

Once, Yang Fan naively thought, encountering those things meant just drawing a blade and chopping them down.

Later, he realized that he still needed to discern them simply.

Still, the slightly better part is, he no longer needed to struggle with discerning whether they were truly good or truly bad; a simple discernment would do.

Wang Daqiang said, "I also feel that it must be annoying. You’re doing something totally normal, and then suddenly you bump into that sort of thing, it must really affect your mood. Isn’t it a bit difficult whether you see them or not?"

"No need for that, depends on the mood," Yang Fan said, "If they don’t provoke us, there’s no need to rush over and fight to the death."

"Oh, I see, that’s a bit better then," said Wang Daqiang.

After giving Wang Daqiang a simple explanation, they took advantage of the night to return to the town.

After dropping Yang Fan off at the Bai Cao Pavilion, Wang Daqiang didn’t linger in the town but drove Yang Fan’s new pickup truck straight back to the village. He didn’t have a place to stay in town, and at Yang’s place, even with their family it was a bit crowded, so there was really no condition for accommodating a guest.

The Bai Cao Pavilion had already closed its doors.

Yang Fan had to make a phone call to get the door opened.

The sister-in-law, Little Mother, and Wei Juan were all there.

Seeing Yang Fan return in the middle of the night, the three of them inevitably gave him a third degree.

Yang Fan practically repeated in detail what he had said over the phone during the day before he was allowed to shower. After days of grappling and hacking ghosts, Yang Fan felt like he was starting to go stale himself.

Standing under the warm hot water, the fatigue of the past few days seemed to wash away with the water.

Yang Fan emptied his mind, quietly enjoying the pleasure the hot water brought. Suddenly, the bathroom door was quietly cracked open, and right afterward, Little Mother sneaked in.

Yang Fan was stunned, "Little Mother... what are you doing..."

"What does this look like? Do you really need to be so shocked to see me? It happened already! You’ve only been gone a few days, and you’re denying it already?" Zhou Wenhu asked displeased.

Yang Fan chuckled, "That’s not it. I mean, sister-in-law and Xiao Juan might see."

"So what if they see? Your sister-in-law knows," Zhou Wenhu said, "If you’re not happy about it, then I’ll just leave, okay?"

"No, no," Yang Fan quickly grabbed Little Mother’s arm.

This little fiery temper.