Zhang Kun seemed to have found the key to solving the problem, but to be on the safe side, Zhang Kun decided to observe it for a while.

After that, Zhang Kun would still go to his hometown building every day, but now Zhang Kun has given up the way of chattering and getting closer together, which is useless at all.

What Zhang Kun does every day is to observe what Zhu Caiping does in one day.

Of course, before going there every time, Zhang Kun would ask Yan Zhenghao to confirm in advance that Yan Ruoning was not at home before Zhang Kun would appear.

Day one, day two, day three….

One week later, in the afternoon.

The weather is clear today. Zhang Kun stood quietly next to the flower bed in front of the old family building. Zhu Caiping's figure sat on the flower bed. Yan Zhenghao was floating silently in the air.

Zhang Kun looked at Zhu Caiping's wooden face with a deep face, and then looked at the huge cactus not far away.

The third time, this is the third time this week, Zhu Caiping sat in front of the flower bed and looked at the cactus, and every time, Zhu Caiping would sit for more than an hour.

Yan Zhenghao, Zhu Caiping, Cactus...

When I got married, I watered the cactus together every Tuesday. Even if I was busy every day, I would have a little time to see the cactus together for forty years...

Even after Yan Zhenghao's death and Zhu Caiping was heartbroken, she still retained the habit of watering every Tuesday and came to the flower bed to sit every few days...

Zhang Kun silently gathered the gains he had obtained from observing these days, looking at Zhu Caiping, then looking at the cactus, and then looking up at Yan Zhenghao.

"If you want to cure the old woman's heart disease, you must first let her heart come alive, stimulate, and stimulate, so that she can notice you, and then you can explain it to her, let her understand my intentions, and let her live well..."

"Stimulating, stimulating..." Zhang Kun lowered his head and recited these two words silently, looked up at Zhu Caiping again, and then looked at the cactus again. Zhang Kun's breathing began to accelerate, and then Zhang Kun gritted his teeth, turned around, walked quickly to the family building, and picked up a huge wooden stick.

Then, Zhang Kun rushed to the huge cactus in amazement, held the wooden stick tightly with both hands and raised it hard.

"Zhang Kun, what do you want to do!" Yan Zhenghao's face suddenly changed and roared.

But it was too late... Zhang Kun held the wooden stick tightly with both hands and waved it down hard.

Under Zhang Kun's huge force, a huge cactus was beaten to a branch.

Zhang Kun did not stop, swinging his batons one after another, and the huge cactus gradually began to split under Zhang Kun's destruction, and countless fragments of residual value scattered.

Yan Zhenghao was stunned. He stared blankly at the cactus that Zhang Kun desperately destroyed the old woman planted together for forty years.

Yan Zhenghao's eyes gradually turned red, and his whole body began to tremble slightly. His eyes were filled with anger when he looked at Zhang Kun.

"Zhang Kun..." Yan Zhenghao roared and rushed towards Zhang Kun desperately. At this moment, he even forgot the fact that he was dead. At this moment, he just wanted to fight Zhang Kun.

But at this moment, a faint sound suddenly came.

"Stop, stop, stop..."

Yan Zhenghao trembled all over, then turned his head in disbelief, looking at Zhu Caiping who had stood up at some point, and now he looked at Zhang Kun holding a wooden stick with a trembling body.

"Little brother, who are you, why do you do such a cruel thing..."

Yan Zhenghao looked at Zhu Caiping who was standing up: "I spoke, I really spoke..."

Yan Zhenghao turned his head suddenly and looked at Zhang Kun: "Hurry, now, explain my feelings to the old woman, so that she will not be immersed in my death anymore, let her live happily, and tell her that even after I die, I will still be with her forever."

At this time, Zhang Kun saw Zhu Caiping stand up and speak, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then he heard Yan Zhenghao's words and rushed to Zhu Caiping without thinking.

"Grandma Zhu, it doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that your husband, Yan Zhenghao, hopes to convey to you through me. He said, I hope you will not be immersed in his death and let you live well and happily. He said, even after death, he will still be with you forever."

However, facing Zhang Kun's words, Zhu Caiping walked past Zhang Kun with a crying look and came to the broken cactus. She fell down regardless of the broken cactus on the ground, and then picked up the broken cactus with both hands.

"Cactus, broken, what should I do? It's broken, cactus, broken..."

Zhu Caiping fell to the ground, holding the broken cactus, and murmured constantly even though her hand had been cut by the spikes on the cactus.

Seeing this, Yan Zhenghao's face changed and he shouted suddenly: "Zhang Kun, hurry up, find a way to explain my feelings immediately, otherwise the old woman's heart will be closed again."

Zhang Kun's face also changed, and he rushed to Zhu Caiping's side immediately, shaking Zhu Caiping's body constantly: "Grandma Zhu, listen to me, your husband, Yan Zhenghao is back, he wants me to bring you a word, he said that he hopes you don't feel sad anymore, live well, and he will be with you forever."

But Zhu Caiping still held the broken cactus and murmured the words: "Cactus, broken, what should I do, broken..."

Zhang Kun also began to feel anxious and kept shouting. At this time, Yan Zhenghao next to him saw this and gritted his teeth on his face: "Zhang Kun, I'm sorry, I'll lend it to your body!"

As he said that, Yan Zhenghao rushed towards Zhang Kun without waiting for Zhang Kun to react, and the two figures overlapped instantly.

Then a trace of astonishment flashed across Zhang Kun's face, and then, when Zhang Kun came to his senses again, he found that he had come to that dark place again.

"What, what's going on?" Zhang Kun was stunned. This situation only shows that he was possessed?

How is this possible, why is this happening?

He was actually possessed...

"This is impossible!" Zhang Kun still looked around in disbelief.

Zhang Kun really couldn't believe it. He didn't know and didn't understand why this happened.

Isn’t it possible to possess it under his operation?

Why, he was possessed without his consent?

Zhang Kun was shocked, and he felt a little scared inexplicably.

Zhang Kun discovered for the first time that some special ability that seemed to belong to him began to be out of his control.

Zhang Kun didn't know why Yan Zhenghao could do this, but since there was the first one, there would be a second one, a third one...

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Kun couldn't help but feel scared.

It seems that there is something wrong with his ability.
Chapter completed!