Maybe a Fake Gintama

Jiang Cheng watched helplessly as Yue Yong calmly stepped back after completing the worship, and then sat down calmly.

"Hey!" Jiang Cheng shouted softly, "Didn't you notice that the old man is subtly similar to the old man he saw with Kagura-chan on the way here?! No, it's a bit wrong to say they are similar. That's accurate. I’d say it’s exactly the same!!”

"Huh?" Yue Yong looked at Jiang Cheng with an idiot look, "I don't know what you are talking about, he is just an ordinary dead old man, referred to as [Dead Old Man]."

"No, those are two different meanings!" Jiang Cheng was a little crazy, "That's the one, right? It is said that after death, the soul will cross the Santu River, but before that, if there are unfulfilled wishes, it will If it remains in the human world, that is what it is!"

"What are you talking about?" Yue Yong sighed softly, and then continued, "Elderly people all have subtle similarities. You would believe that kind of legend, it's true."

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

Seeing Jiang Cheng's frantic look, Yue Yong felt helpless and chose to ignore it.

As the funeral progresses, it’s the family’s turn to give their speeches. Quan Zang, who was at the front, slowly stood up, then took the microphone and faced the guests.

"My father likes the game of kicking the can very much, and we often played together when we were young..." Quan Zang just spoke, and Jiang Cheng couldn't calm down anymore. The words "kick the can" kept echoing in Jiang Cheng's mind.

Looking at Jiang Cheng who was sweating and still shaking slightly, Yue Yong whispered with concern: "Hey, are you feeling a little uncomfortable? Do you have a fever?"

"No, it's nothing..."

Quan Zang in front held up the microphone and kept talking non-stop: "He is such a good father. In fact, I want to say that he works all day long and doesn't care about me... When I grew up, he often came to me to play and kick the can." .”

"Huh? That's strange. In fact, it's because my father loves to play. In fact, my father is really like an old kid. He always looks happy. Although I was always a little angry with him in adolescence, but in fact, I am also a bit angry with him. Half envious…”

"Actually, growing up is really easy beyond imagination, but it is difficult to enjoy everything with a childlike innocence. In this regard, he is really a respectable father." Speaking of this, Quanzang sniffed and shed two tears.

"But there are still some things that make me regretful..." Quanzang shouted with tears, "That old man actually sold all my jumps to a second-hand store! He also bought a bunch of eroge DVDs! This really makes me super excited anger……"

"I'm sorry, I was so excited... I was so angry that I couldn't hold back my tears..." Quan Zang, realizing that he was a little excited, quickly bowed to the guests present to apologize.

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

"Your attitude changed too quickly!" Yue Yong complained.

"I just couldn't stand the thought of my father exchanging his old jump for an eroge DVD..." Jiang Cheng retorted with sobs.

"You are moved in the wrong place, aren't you!" Yue Yong shouted with blank eyes, but did not pay attention to the volume. All the guests looked over.

"Private Marseille..." Yue Yong apologized in a low voice.

"It's okay, the person next to you looks really sad, we can understand..." A group of guests comforted, "But don't be too sad, just take these tissues and use them."

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

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

Quan Zang glanced at Jiang Cheng with a face full of gratitude, and then continued his speech: "Having said so much, to sum up, he is a useless dad. There is such an old man. , so maybe he will turn into some kind of ghost or something and come to find you. Then please play with him with the jar again..."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng... was furious. 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 guy! What are you talking about? Silly talk about ghosts and kicking the can! At this time, shouldn’t you use a pious heart to hope that your father will go to heaven?! Hurry up and say it again! Get rid of the ghost thing!"

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

"Jokes must be divided into those that can be made and those that cannot be made! Do you think it is appropriate to make such a joke in such a serious situation?!" Jiang Cheng roared, and then breathed twice, "Hurry up and apologize! With the ghost and Jar apologizes!”

"What on earth do you want to do!" Yue Yong stood up, raised his hand and shot two kunai directly at the back of Jiang Cheng's head, "Have you had enough?!"

"No, Yueyue!" Jiang Cheng turned around and retorted, "This guy said this at the funeral, which is completely disrespectful to the deceased!"

"It's disrespectful for you to make such a fuss!" Yue Yong retorted with her eyes rolled.

Just as Jiang Cheng was about to defend himself, he saw Quan Zang's father in the posthumous photo grinning at him, with a face that simply said "I'm very interested in your boy"...

"I'm so sorry!!" Jiang Cheng instantly knelt down in front of the portrait and made a sound using his Dantian.

"It doesn't have to be so grand," Quan Zang quickly lowered his body to help Jiang Cheng, but no matter Quan Zang pulled or kicked Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng didn't move at all. Seeing this, Quan Zang could only shout to the guests, "Anyway, today's funeral is That’s it for now…”

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

…

The funeral was over, Jiang Cheng still kept his kneeling posture for a long time without raising his head, but if you look carefully, you will find that Jiang Cheng's entire face has turned dark, and cold sweat has soaked Jiang Cheng's clothes.

"Hey, that's about it, you old man like that." Quanzang persuaded in a low voice, and then showed a look of gratitude, "You have never met him before, I didn't expect you to be so sorry for his death. I believe that father He Izumoshita Yuchi will definitely be very happy."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Cheng raised his head mechanically, his head covered with sweat, and continued to ask intermittently, "Does it mean that even in hell, this old man is also very interested in me?"

"Huh?" Quan Zang made a confused sound, then chuckled softly, "That's almost it."

...Jiang Cheng lost his highlight.

"Huh? I feel like Master smiled a little." Xiao Yuan looked at Quanzang's father lying in Chun's coffin and said suddenly.

"How could it be? He just has this smiling face all the time..." Quan Zang said casually.

...Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes...

…

On the way back.

"Uncle, have you finished attending the funeral?" Kagura shouted to Jiang Cheng and Yue Yong who were in despair.

"Yeah." Yue Yong nodded.

"What's wrong with Jiang Chengsang?" Xin Baji asked, pointing at Jiang Cheng who had lost his luster and looked hopeless next to Yue Yong, "Why does he look so hopeless?"

"This..." Yue Yong didn't know how to answer, "In general, it's all the result of this idiot's own imagination."

"Um, Kagura-chan..." Jiang Cheng raised his head and asked intermittently, "Um, where is the old man who played kick the can with you..."

"Aru is missing!" Kagura replied, and then showed a proud look on her face, "I kicked the can away! In other words, I won!!"

"Is that so... it disappeared..." As he said that, Jiang Cheng asked intermittently again, "Um, were there any characteristics before disappearing... such as a smile on the corner of the mouth and becoming translucent..."

"Huh?" Kagura put her finger on her chin and thought for a while before replying, "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 forced smile, and then walked forward.

"Is Jiang Chengsang really okay?" Xinbaji looked at Jiang Cheng's dejected back and murmured, "What on earth could have caused Jiang Chengsang to become like this..."

"Uncle, I want to eat barbecue Aru!" Kagura shouted to Jiang Cheng who was slowly leaving.

"Eh! Kagura-chan is right. Since the dead old woman no longer treats guests, isn't it the same as asking Jiang Cheng to treat guests?!" Gintoki said excitedly, and then directly caught up with Jiang Cheng, and the familiar general Putting his arm on Jiang Cheng's shoulder.

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

"Ah, I'm sorry," Jiang Cheng raised his head and reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth, "I'm really not very interested today, let's do it next time... I'll treat you to a treat next time..."

"Why is your face so white? So are your lips." Gintoki looked at Jiang Cheng's face and murmured, "Did something strange happen to you? Could it be that you were haunted by a ghost or something? ?”

"What are you talking about!" Jiang Cheng instantly exploded and threw Gintoki over his shoulder, "How is that possible! That kind of thing! Do you think I'm as afraid of that kind of thing as you are?!"

"My waist is about to break..." Gintoki slowly climbed up and rubbed his waist, complaining, "It was just a joke..."

"There must be a limit to joking! You must know clearly what kind of jokes can be made and what kind of jokes cannot be made!!" Jiang Cheng glared at his two big bloodshot eyes and roared.

"I know, I know." Gintoki waved his hand quickly and said.

"Um, does it really not matter? In that state." Shinpachi murmured beside him.

"Probably..." Yue Yong replied.

…

After bidding farewell to Kagura and his group, Jiang Cheng and Yue Yong continued to walk towards Yoshihara.

"Brother over there, do you want to come and play kick the can..."

After hearing this voice, Jiang Cheng and Yue Yong looked over. Seeing the smiling old man stepping on the jar who looked exactly like Quanzang's late father, Jiang Cheng was about to collapse.

[Well, what if, I mean what if, your dad turns into a ghost and finds someone to play kick the can with, but that person refuses? What will happen? 】

Jiang Cheng used his hand speed developed by playing FPS games to send a message to Quanzang in just 0.1 second.

Didi.

Quan Zang quickly replied to the message: [I may pester that person for the rest of my life~]

After Jiang Cheng read it, he felt bad... and dropped his cell phone to the ground.

[...Just kidding, how could something like that happen? 】At this time, a message from Quanzang was sent again, but Jiang Cheng could no longer notice it...

"Brother and beauty over there, are you interested in playing a game of kick-the-can game with me, an old man?" The ghost dad continued to shout, and then said to himself, "But you two look very familiar. ~It seems like I saw it at a funeral~"

Jiang Cheng: "..."

Yue Yong: "..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhh-!!!" Jiang Cheng screamed...

(End of kicking the can!)

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