"Zhou Yuan's soul is only half left." Yan's face was serious, and his pale face became even paler.
Liu Shuai was stunned for a moment.
"What do you mean it's only half left?" I didn't understand for a while, "Isn't he in your bottle?"
Yan touched the bottle in his pocket and put it in front of us. I looked at Liu Shuai. Liu Shuai couldn't see anything due to his temporary lack of mana, but I felt that Zhou Yuan's light in the bottle seemed to be much dimmer that day. Yan looked at us. He didn't speak, so he explained: "I can't say why, maybe the fight that night affected the soul in the bottle, or maybe it was because I had too much energy when I destroyed the yin and yang body in the end, I only discovered it two days ago, now His soul is only the broken half."
"What about the other half?" I was a little confused, didn't Yan specialize in collecting souls? How could there be such a flaw.
"It's gone. You've heard of a word called Hunfeiposan. Don't worry, this matter needs to be explained slowly." Yan looked at Liu Shuai, "It will be more common for him to tell you this."
Liu Shuai thought for a while and cleared his throat: "The human soul, or soul, is very fragile after being separated from the body. Some special changes in the environment will make the soul unstable and then dissipate. The world Yan lives in is not so much It’s arresting a person’s soul and taking their life, rather it means that the person’s life has come to an end, if you don’t come to collect the soul, there will be nothing left for this person.”
"Ah." Yan nodded, "So the sentence that the King of Hades ordered you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch, actually does not mean how terrible the King of Hades is, but that if the soul arresters don't come to you before the third watch, By the fifth watch, your soul will be gone, and there will be nothing left."
Now that I've said this, I couldn't help but ask a question that I've been confused these days: "Yan, your job is to collect souls, why haven't you been able to come out for so long recently, is it true that no one died in this world?" ? Impossible, the souls of the dead people are all scattered?"
"It used to be really busy." Yan looked at me, "There are a lot of black and white impermanence in the underworld, bull-headed and horse-faced, etc. to deal with the soul, but these years have all been automated, and people who die normally will automatically enter the underworld. Don’t everyone have fingerprint check-in, face check-in, unmanned supermarkets? The underworld is also advancing with the times.”
Liu Shuai was dumbfounded when he heard it. Probably, there was no change in this part of the content he studied back then.
"I'll go..." I muttered to myself, no wonder Yan said that he was still playing King of Glory when he first met me, "Then why are you doing nothing but collecting souls?"
Yan stood up, walked back and forth, and kicked his legs: "There will always be accidents in automation, such as abnormal death, overwork, suicide, etc., or some problems with the operation of this system, we have to deal with them. Besides, the way of heaven Impermanence, how much I can save, how much I try to save, do you still remember when I told you that my job was to ignore death? Although it was impulsive words, it was also the truth—I said we were talking about Zhou Yuan’s affairs? You are so good about the hell, why don't you wait for me to come out and take you down to have a look?"
"No, no need." I was startled into a cold sweat, thinking that I was too good, so I continued to ask Liu Shuai: "Since Zhou Yuan's soul is still half left, let's quickly put the remaining half back into his body." , there will be nothing left after a while, if you put it back now, it won't be that he is still bad now, right?"
"Well, it depends on how you define bad." Liu Shuai looked at me with a wry smile, "Without a soul, he can still walk and move in a short period of time. His memory will not be lost, and he still has the characteristics of a normal person." Behavioral ability, but if the soul loses half and then forcibly returns to the body, the soul is in a state of self-protection, and the body will be in a state of minimum consumption to nourish the soul—”
"Isn't that good?" I thought for a while, "This way the body keeps nourishing the soul, and the soul is incomplete?"
"The Arabian Nights, the soul is damaged, how can it be repaired by this method! Only the six reincarnations have the ability to repair the soul." Yan suddenly said, "You are talking too slowly, Hao Ning, please don't interrupt, listen to Liu Shuai over."
Liu Shuai thought for a while, and nodded in agreement with Yan's statement: "The soul of an ordinary person cannot be fully nourished and recovered through the body. It must enter the six reincarnations as quickly as possible, but it must die normally to enter, so at this time the soul passes through the body. The nourishment is only to temporarily ensure that the soul will not dissipate by itself. At this time, there is already a seesaw conflict between the body and the soul. When the nourishment reaches a certain level, the soul will force the body to die naturally, and then the soul will enter the normal death process that Yan just said , re-enter the underworld, and reincarnate, in this process, the soul can repair itself. And this incomplete soul and body compete for time, the creature calls it—vegetative.”
Liu Shuai looked at Yan, who nodded and looked at me, indicating that he had finished speaking.
I stared blankly at Liu Shuai: "That is to say, if I use the medicine of Guanzi at this time to make Zhou Yuan's body and soul reunite, Zhou Yuan will immediately..."
"The scars on my body disappeared immediately, but I fell into a coma." Liu Shuai looked at the expressionless Zhou Yuan. From the time we entered the door to discuss until now, Zhou Yuan was just listening to what we said, but his face was not sad or happy, as if he was talking about a peaceful relationship. Liu Shuai sighed and finished what he wanted to say about his completely irrelevant people: "He was in a coma until he died physically. In this situation, it can only be said to be life extension, but this life extension method, living for a hundred years, and What difference does it make to live a day?"
I also looked at Zhou Yuan, and after a long time, I asked, "Zhou Yuan, what do you think?"
"Me? I have no idea." Zhou Yuan looked indifferent, "It's the same when I'm alive, I'm in a coma, and I'm dead. Before, I couldn't do what I wanted to do, and I had to face all kinds of negation every day. I play the self that is not my own, now my soul is not in my body, I don’t know who I am now, I am just mechanically doing things that I neither like nor hate, I live like this now, live a day, Is there any difference between living a hundred years? Perhaps, but the difference is not in me, but in the me you see in your heart. You feel pain when you look at me, not because I am in pain and you are in pain, but because of me This kind of situation is projected into your heart, and it is too far away from the way I should live in your heart, and you feel that I am suffering. That me is not me, but the me in your heart."
"My God," Yan said in a low voice, "If I didn't know his current situation, what he said just now, I could become a Buddha."
"Yes, it's a pity that if you see the Tathagata with your color and seek the Tathagata with your voice, you won't be able to see the Tathagata." Liu Shuai took over the words, "One thought becomes a Buddha, and one thought becomes a demon. You can't judge what he is just because of what he said. It depends on him." thought about it, but Zhou Yuan didn't think about it anymore."
For a long time, there was a dead silence.
"How could this happen," I looked down at the ground, and murmured while shaking my head, "Liu Shuai, how could this be, if Zhou Yuan can't be saved, then what are we doing these days?"
I turned my head to look at Yan, my eyes were red, Yan was taken aback by my appearance, "We are just the most ordinary dicks in this world, why can't we live to die, why do we have to suffer like this, why do we have to listen to Telling the story of other people's children, growing into a distorted—" I pointed at Zhou Yuan, "grow into a distorted self?"
"The original Zhou Yuan was such a sunny and lovely person. In the company, he never blushed with anyone. No matter how Liu Shuai complained about his pictures, he would accept it seriously with a smile. At most, he would admit that he I'm not capable enough, try harder next time—"
"It turned out that Zhou Yuan never had a vicious tongue. Even if I satirized him occasionally, he would act as if he hadn't heard of it. Let's go over and continue to work and play with us—"
"The original Zhou Yuan never spread negative energy. The director sometimes accused him of lack of ability, and he accepted it wholeheartedly. He never complained to us that what the director said was wrong—"
"The original Zhou Yuan at home just wanted to be a 'child from someone else's family' as his mother said, but he didn't know that he would never be able to become a 'child from someone else's family', because even if he did that The children born in this world will still produce better ones, the children from other people's families are actually fighting against this world by themselves!"
"That's right, he has limited ability. He is stuck in the wish that he doesn't want to do but has to do, but he didn't hurt anyone except himself. The measures he took as a last resort were also because he didn't want to do it. Knowing the consequences, can you blame him?"
"If you blame him, then what are we people? Living in a daze, seeing people talk about people, seeing ghosts talking nonsense, seeing our high-ranking people kneeling and licking, seeing us low-ranking people despise? Who is living like a human? Who lives like a ghost?!"
Liu Shuai lowered his head and did not speak. Yan looked at me and couldn't answer my question.
"Why, why can't someone like Zhou Yuan live a good life? A dick, the right to live in this world quietly, is gone?!"
"What borrows supernatural powers, what self-awareness, what panacea, what bodhisattvas are afraid of causes, and mortals are afraid of consequences, I will go to hell!"
"boom!"
The more I talked, the more angry I became, and there was no way to vent my anger. When I was impulsive, I took out the elixir that Guan Zizai gave me from my pocket, and smashed it hard on the TV opposite. This TV is a 60-inch LCD I just bought. , At this time, I didn't care about it. After hitting the TV, the TV shook, and the resentment in my heart finally disappeared.
At this time, the TV that had been turned off suddenly lit up, and a faint sound came from inside. the sound of:
"Haoning, what's the use of throwing the TV when you're angry?"
Jiangnan Muyu's words: This chapter may be the most uncomfortable and heartbreaking chapter I have written so far. In the original plan, I didn't intend to write those words that were full of complaints and spoke for Zhou Yuan. But when I wrote that Zhou Yuan might become a vegetable, I really couldn’t bear it, and I didn’t feel angry. I don’t know if this kind of complaint is considered to spread negative energy, and I don’t know if everyone will think that I have committed greed, anger, and ignorance, but When I wrote this, there was a voice in my heart, Zhou Yuan's tragedy, could it be caused by Zhou Yuan? Does everyone have to be indifferent like Zhou Yuan who lost his soul? If I don't say something for Zhou Yuan, who is harmless to humans and animals but has been hurt repeatedly, am I still human? Even if these words are said to be childish, superficial, and angry, so what, I am not Guan Zizi, I want to be a mortal who has feelings and desires and will age, and I don’t want to be a flower A god who understands all living beings with a smile, and transcends life and death without desire or desire!
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