Maybe a Fake Gintama Chapter 122: :Be quiet at the funeral, or something strange will happen…

Jiang Cheng watched helplessly as Yueyong finished the worship, then retreated calmly, and then sat down calmly.

"Hey!" Jiang Cheng shouted in a low voice, "Didn't you find that the old man who was with Kagura-chan was subtly similar to the old man you saw on the way here?! No, it's a bit similar. No, to be precise, they are exactly the same!!"

"Huh?" Yueyong looked at Jiang Cheng with an idiot look, "I don't know what you're talking about, it's just an ordinary dead old man, referred to as [Dead Old Man]."

"No, that means two things at all!" Jiang Cheng was a little mad, "That is that, right? It is said that after death, the soul will cross the Santu River, but before that, if there is an unfulfilled wish If so, it will remain in the human world, so that's what it is!"

"What nonsense," Yueyong sighed softly, and then continued, "Old people have very subtle similarities, you will believe that kind of legend, really."

"That's not similar at all! It's exactly the same!" Jiang Cheng retorted.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's frantic appearance, Yueyong felt helpless and chose to ignore it.

With the funeral underway, it was time for the family to speak. I saw Quan Zang in the front slowly stood up, then took the microphone and faced the guests.

"My father likes the game of kicking the jar very much, and I used to play together when I was a child..." Jiang Cheng was not calm when Quan Zang just opened his mouth.

Looking at Jiang Cheng, who was sweating and trembling slightly, Yue Yong asked in a low voice, "Hey, are you feeling sick? Do you have a fever?"

"No, nothing..."

Quan Zang in front held up the microphone and continued chattering: "He's really a good father, in fact, I want to say, he works all day and doesn't pay much attention to me... I still often play with me when I grow up. I'm kicking the can."

"Huh? Strange, in fact, his father likes to play. In fact, his father is really like an old child, always happy, although I was always a little angry with him when I was a teenager, But in fact, half of them are envious..."

"In fact, growing up is really simple beyond imagination, but it is difficult to enjoy everything with a childlike innocence. In this regard, he is really a respectable father." At this point, Quan Zang sniffed, and two lines of tears fell.

"But there are still some things that make me regret..." Quan Zang shouted with tears in his eyes, "That dead old man actually sold all my jumps to a second-hand shop! He also bought a bunch of ergonomic DVDs! This is really Makes me super angry..."

"I'm sorry, I'm so excited... I'm so angry that I couldn't hold back the tears..." Realizing that he was a little excited, Quan Zang hurriedly bowed and apologized to the guests present.

"Woooooo... I'm so touched..." Jiang Cheng wrinkled his face, tears and snot flying.

"Your attitude has changed too quickly!" Yue Yong groaned.

"I was so moved when I thought that my father could use an old jumper for an ergonomic DVD..." Jiang Cheng retorted with a sob.

"You're in the wrong place!" Yue Yong roared with white eyes, but didn't pay attention to the volume, and all the guests looked over.

"Private Marseille..." Yueyong whispered apologetically.

"It's okay, the person next to you looks really sad, we can understand..." the guests comforted, "but don't be too sad, just use these tissues."

Seeing the tissues handed to him from all directions, Jiang Cheng wiped away his tears and showed gratitude, "Thank you..."

Yueyong was speechless to the extreme. She really wanted to stand up and retort loudly, but she swallowed her words again when she saw Jiang Cheng, who was smiling again.

Quan Zang glanced at Jiang Cheng with a look of gratitude on his face, and then proceeded to deliver his speech: "After saying so much, to sum up, he is a useless father. Such an old man, so maybe he will turn into some kind of ghost to find everyone, and then please play with him again..."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng... his hair exploded, Jiang Cheng stood up directly, rushed in front of Quan Zang, grabbed Quan Zang's clothes, his eyes were bloodshot, and shouted loudly, "Hey! You bastard. What nonsense about ghosts and kicking jars! Shouldn't you use a pious heart to hope that your father will go to heaven?! Hurry up and say it again! Let me get rid of ghosts!"

"Huh? That's just a joke, a joke." Quan Zang was a little confused.

"Jokes should be separated into those that can be made and those that cannot be made! Do you think this kind of joke is suitable for such a serious occasion?!" Jiang Cheng roared, and then took two heavy breaths, "Hurry up and apologize! Apologies to the ghost and the jar!"

"What on earth are you trying to do!" Yueyong stood up and raised her two kunai directly to the back of Jiang Cheng's head, "Have you had enough trouble?!"

"No, Yueyue!" Jiang Cheng turned his head and retorted, "This guy said this at the funeral to be completely disrespectful to the deceased!"

"It's disrespectful for you to make a fuss like this!" Yue Yong retorted with white eyes.

Just as Jiang Cheng wanted to defend himself, he saw Quan Zang's father grinned at him in the posthumous photo, and that face was saying "I'm very interested in you kid"...

"I'm so sorry!!" Jiang Cheng instantly knelt down in front of the portrait and used his dantian to make a sound.

"Don't be so solemn," Quan Zang hurriedly lowered his body to help Jiang Cheng, but whether Quan Zang pulled or kicked Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng didn't move. Seeing this, Quan Zang could only shout at the guests, "In short, This concludes today's funeral..."

At this time, Kagura, who was kicking the can with the old man, kicked the can as he wished...

…

After the funeral was over, Jiang Cheng remained kneeling for a long time without raising his head, but if you look closely, you will find that Jiang Cheng's entire face has turned black, and Jiang Cheng's clothes have been soaked in cold sweat. .

"Hey, it's almost alright, such a dead old man." Quan Zang persuaded in a low voice, and then showed a look of gratitude, "You, who have never met him, didn't expect to be so sorry for his passing. I believe that my father will be very happy if he knows it."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Cheng raised his head mechanically, sweating profusely, and continued to ask intermittently, "Does this mean that this old man is interested in me even in hell?"

"Huh?" Quan Zang let out a doubt, then chuckled softly, "It's almost there."

...Jiang Cheng lost his brilliance.

"Hey? I feel like Master smiled a little." Xiao Yuan suddenly said as he looked at Quanzo's father lying in Chun's coffin.

"How could that be? He just has this smiling face all the time..." Quanzo said casually.

...Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes...

…

On the way back.

"Little uncle~ is your funeral over yet?" Kagura shouted at Jiang Cheng and Yueyong, who were lost.

"Yeah." Yueyong nodded.

"What's wrong with Jiang Chengsang?" Xin Baha pointed at Yueyong and asked Jiang Cheng, who had lost his lustre and looked unlovable, "Why does he look so unlovable."

"This..." Yue Yong didn't know how to answer, "It's always the result of this idiot's own brainstorming."

"That, Kagura-chan..." Jiang Cheng raised his head and asked intermittently, "Well, where is the old man who played with you guys and kicked the jar..."

"Lost Aru!" Kagura replied, and then showed a proud face, "I kicked the can! In other words, I won!!"

"Is that so...disappeared..." Jiang Cheng asked again and again intermittently, "Well, did you have any features before disappearing...such as the smile on the corner of the mouth and it became translucent..."

"Huh?" Kagura put his finger on his chin, and after thinking for a while, he replied, "I didn't pay attention to Aru, but it seems that Aru disappeared after kicking the can!"

"Ah, that's it..." Jiang Cheng showed a reluctant smile, and then walked forward.

"Does Jiang Chengsang really matter?" Xin Baha looked at Jiang Cheng's dejected back and murmured, "What is it that makes Jiang Chengsang look like this..."

"Little uncle, I want to eat grilled meat Aru!" Kagura shouted at Jiang Cheng who was slowly leaving.

"Huh! Kagura-chan is right, since the dead old woman no longer treats guests, wouldn't it be the same for Jiang Cheng to treat guests?!" Yin Shi, who was on the side, said excitedly, and then directly caught up with Jiang Cheng. Loosely put his arm on Jiang Cheng's shoulder.

"Hey, did you hear that? Your lovely niece said she wanted to eat barbecue. As an uncle, you will definitely satisfy your niece's wish, right?"

"Ah, I'm sorry," Jiang Cheng raised his head and pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly, "I'm really not in the mood today, next time... I'll definitely treat you next time..."

"Why is your face so white? Lips too," Yin Shi murmured while looking at Jiang Cheng's face, "Don't you encounter something strange? Could it be a ghost or something? entangled?"

"What are you talking about!" Jiang Cheng froze instantly and threw Yin Shi over the shoulder, "How could it happen! That kind of thing! Do you think I'm as afraid of that kind of thing as you?!!"

"The waist is about to break..." Yin Shi slowly got up and rubbed his waist and complained, "It's just a joke..."

"There must be a limit to joking! It is necessary to distinguish which jokes are allowed and which ones are not allowed!!" Jiang Cheng roared, staring at his two big bloodshot eyes.

"I know, I know." Yin Shi quickly waved his hand and said.

"That, does it really matter? That state." Shinba murmured beside him.

"Probably..." Yueyong replied.

…

After saying goodbye to Kagura and his party, Jiang Cheng and Yueyong continued to walk towards Yoshihara.

"The little brother over there, do you want to come and kick the can..."

After hearing this voice, Jiang Cheng and Yueyong looked over. Seeing that smiling old man who looked exactly like Quanjang's dead father~IndoMTL.com~ Jiang Cheng was about to collapse.

[That, if, I mean, what if your dad turned into a ghost and found someone to play with and kick the can, but that person refused? ]

Jiang Cheng used his hand speed developed by playing fps games to send a message to Quan Zang in just 0.1 seconds.

Drop drop.

Quan Zang quickly replied to the message: [It may haunt that person for a lifetime~]

After reading it, Jiang Cheng felt bad... his phone also fell to the ground.

[...Just kidding, how could such a thing happen. 】At this time, the message of Quanzang was sent again, but Jiang Cheng could no longer notice it...

"The little brother and the beauty over there, are you interested in playing a game of kicking the can with this old man?" Daddy Ghost continued to shout, and then said to himself, "But it looks like you two It looks very familiar~ It looks like I saw it at a funeral~"

Jiang Cheng: "..."

Yueyong: "..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Jiang Cheng's scream...

(End of kicking the jar!)

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