The ticket inspector shouted at the top of his voice.

Yu Nian stood up, patted Wang Han on the shoulder, smiling, "Go back."

"You go check the ticket, I'll watch you go." Wang Han said with a smile.

Yu Nian shook his head, "I'll watch you go back."

"I almost forgot, I'll give you this thing." Yu Nian took out a piece of talisman paper with traces of Qi on it.

He took out two more pictures, "This one is for my younger brother and sister, this one is for my younger nephew, and it is for my safe life."

Wang Han smiled and took the talisman paper over.

"Go back, it's too late, don't let your brother and sister wait for a long time."

Wang Han then turned around and walked outside the station three times.

I lit a cigarette outside the train station.

A cigarette was almost done, and Wang Han pressed the cigarette butt into the trash can.

"Come out, don't hide, follow along."

A laughter came.

I saw an old man wearing a black cotton-padded jacket walking out from behind the billboard.

A flower of Qi appeared above her head.

In my hand, I hold a diary that was common in the last century.

He took out a pen and said, "I have a habit of recording other people's last words. What is your last words?"

Wang Han covered his pocket with both hands, "Do you have any last words?"

"I'm stupid and can't think of a good idea, so I asked someone else and planned to pick one from it as my own."

"Are you Korean?"

The old man sighed at the tip of his pen.

"Speak quickly, I'm still busy."

"Is it related to me whether you are busy?"

The old man smiled and put the pen into the notebook. His Qi body was so powerful that he smiled sinister, "That was the one who had to say it when he was dying, right?"

Wang Han immediately raised his hand, "I remember what I'm going to say."

The old man took out the notebook and pen again.

Asked seriously, "Tell me!"

Wang Han cleared his throat.

He shouted loudly at the top of his throat.
Chapter completed!