The sudden appearance of Zhuang Qing made Fu Li a little surprised. He took a step back and said, "Mr. Zhuang, why are you here?"
"I just noticed that the demonic energy was floating, and I thought there was a big demon infested, so I came over to have a look. I didn't expect it to be Mr. Fu." Zhuang Qing, wearing a famous brand suit, was a little out of place in the corridor of this old private house, his eyes crossed Fu Li's shoulders, he saw the photo hanging on the wall behind the door.
"Don't worry, I also used the invisibility technique when I used the magic technique. Human monitors couldn't capture me." Fu Li didn't know much about the human world, but he worked as a security guard in the hotel for more than half a month. , know how powerful the monitoring instruments in the human world are.
When Zhuang Qing heard this, he didn't know whether to praise Fuli for being thoughtful or to make a fuss. Perhaps it was the "demon emperor" that Zhu Yan had not yet appeared, which had already made him fearful.
With a population of more than one billion people in this country, if the Demon Emperor suddenly rebelled, countless casualties would be bound to occur. He couldn't afford such a bet.
Fu Li turned around and closed the door: "Mr. Zhuang, since there's nothing wrong, why don't we go take a look."
Zhuang Qing didn't make a statement. Seeing Fu Li walking downstairs, he followed without a word.
The sea breeze carries the unique taste of the sea, and the waves beat against the sea water, making a rushing sound. Zhou Mu ran all the way without stopping for a moment, until he saw that familiar figure by the sea.
"Mom!" He called out the title he had been calling for twenty-eight years, and ran to the old woman like a young bird returning to its nest.
"Are you back?" The old woman stood on tiptoe and adjusted her military cap for her tall son. Seeing the military medal on his chest, a proud smile appeared on her face, "Did you make a contribution to the army again?"
"What merit." The nearly thirty-year-old man smiled shyly, took off his hat and put it in his hand, he took the old woman's hand, and said with a smile, "Let's go back, it's cold here, don't blow your body already."
"Alright, let's go home." The old woman smiled at Zhou Mu and walked slowly. This man, who was used to walking at a wide pace, stooped and took small steps, and his posture looked a bit ridiculous. The tide came up, spread over their calves, and then slowly retreated, leaving no traces of where they passed.
"Mr. Zhuang, the three-day time limit is approaching." Wang Zhen walked to Zhuang Qing and glanced at the crescent moon in the sky, "I'm here for the duty, please understand Mr. Zhuang."
Zhuang Qing looked at the mother and son walking slowly on the beach holding hands, lowered his eyelids, and after a while, he spoke, his voice was so indifferent that he was almost emotionless: "Thank you for your accommodating."
"What kind of accommodation is it? Soldiers protect their families and protect the country, and they die young. It is also right for their mother and son to meet each other." Wang Zhen took a deep breath, "It's not lonely that mother and son support each other along the way."
He turned his head and noticed Fu Li next to Zhuang Qing. Although he saw him last time at the hotel, he didn't know who he was, so after nodding to Fu Li, he walked towards the mother and son.
Fu Li didn't speak from the beginning to the end, and Wang Zhen didn't stop him when he went out. He just opened a pair of black and white eyes and looked at the mother and son very seriously, as if he wanted to see something in them.
When Wang Zhen appeared in front of the mother and son, the old woman was not surprised at all. She smiled and said hello to Wang Zhen. Wang Zhen has always been very strict with souls that cry and make trouble. If it is a soul that is reasonable and virtuous, it will be a little softer.
"Lin Cuirong, Zhou Mu, I'm here to pick you up, you should go."
Zhou Mu held Lin Cuirong behind him, and said with a wary expression, "Who are you?" His eyes swept over the chains on Wang Zhen's hand, and his expression suddenly became serious, "The sentence for kidnapping is very high, I advise you to stay on the precipice, not to He ruined the rest of his life."
"Zhou Mu, you died 20 days ago." Wang Zhen took out the spirit bell and shook it gently. All the memories forgotten because of death flooded back into Zhou Mu's mind.
Twenty days ago, a passenger ship was shipwrecked. As soldiers, he and other comrades in arms chose to save people without hesitation. Later, when saving a child, he encountered a school of fish passing by. He only remembered the feeling of countless fish hitting him, but he didn't remember anything after that.
"That child..." Zhou Mu rubbed his head and looked at Wang Zhen, "Is that child still alive?"
"Alive, before you were swept away by the fish, you clenched the reins with your teeth, tied the child to the lifeline, and your comrades dragged the child up." Wang Zhen smiled lightly, "She is alive and well. ."
With a wave of his hand, a picture appeared in front of Zhou Mu, a little girl in a white dress and white flowers laying flowers in front of a tombstone. He looked back at the mother beside him, there was no shadow under her feet.
At this moment, Zhou Mu's eyes blushed.
After all, he did not come back before his mother died.
"Your body was not found, so what was buried in the Martyr's Cemetery...is yours." Wang Zhen's tone was heavy, and there was no condescending expression on his face, "But that little girl called you godfather and said that she would visit you every year in the future. ."
"That's a good relationship. I'm a bachelor who has lived for 28 years, and I actually have such a beautiful girl." Zhou Mu's face showed a hearty smile, "I took advantage of it."
Wang Zhen lit a cigarette and didn't smoke it in his hand. For some reason, he laughed first: "It's not a big bargain."
"Mom." Zhou Mu grabbed the old woman's hand, "My son is not filial..."
"I understand." Lin Cuirong stretched out her wrinkled hand, took the military cap from his hand, and put it on his head on tiptoe, "My son is a soldier, and I feel honored to be buried in the Martyrs Cemetery. ."
Rough and cold hands gently pinched his ears, just like when he was disobedient when he was a child, his mother took his ears home and taught him a lesson.
"You're just disobedient. When you were a child, the fortune-teller said that you should avoid water, but you didn't believe it. He said it was a feudal superstition. Now you know it." Although Lin Cuirong smiled, her eyes were red. She turned and gave Wang Zhen a bow. Bow, "You are the legendary messenger, right? Thank you for reuniting our mother and son."
Wang Zhen squeezed his throat and forced a smile, put the cigarette butt on the bottom of his foot and stomped it out, picked it up and stuffed it back into his pocket: "Let's go."
"The bridge returns to the bridge, and the road returns to the road. The souls who have passed away should not look back. Accumulate good deeds in front of you, and you will be the Lord of Ten Thousand Households in the next life..."
The soul-calling bell gradually faded away, Wang Zhen and the mother and son turned into mist and dissipated in the night, and Wang Zhen's out-of-tune singing could still be vaguely heard.
Fu Li squatted on the beach without any image, the expression on his face was very troubled. He couldn't find anyone to ask, so he had to ask the only hybrid demon beside him.
"It's clear that they are all very sad, why are they smiling?" Thinking of the Lu Ren family who didn't want to go with the messenger even after death, and looking at the mother and son, Fu Li felt that human emotions are too complicated, and crying and laughing are not simple. sadness and joy.
Seeing Fu Li squatting on the ground, Zhuang Qing felt that the other party was a bit like an ignorant stupid dog. He kicked with his toes, "Get up, don't squat."
"Why?" Fu Li simply sat down with his legs crossed. He looked up at Zhuang Qing, "Why stand when you can squat?"
His eyes seemed to say, are you a fool
Zhuang Qing took a deep breath and reminded himself that this is a monster who has cultivated for 4,000 years and has a good demon certificate. Impulsive can easily ruin cultivation, so he chose to answer the previous question, "Because of feelings."
"What feeling?"
"A mother's love for her son, and the son's love for her mother."
Fu Li thought about it for a long time, then shook his head and said, "The soul of that mother has been in the human world for many days. Hasn't she thought about it, if she gets angered, will it affect her next life?"
"So this is mother's love." Zhuang Qing bent down slightly and looked at Fu Li's big eyes, "Don't you have a mother?"
Even demons are bred from mothers.
Fu Li shook his head and said confidently: "I'm an orphan demon, so it's normal to not understand this. You seem to understand this kind of human emotion because your mother is very kind to you?"
Zhuang Qing stood up straight and did not look at Fu Li's curious face. Just when Fu Li thought he wouldn't speak, Zhuang Qing nodded slightly.
"She is a very good woman and a very good mother." Zhuang Qing put her hands in her trouser pockets and said impatiently, "You are an old monster who has lived for four thousand years, why are you still so curious. Go, go back already."
"What happened to the old monster?" Fu Li touched his face, "I look like a human, I'm younger than you."
Zhuang Qing turned to look at Fu Li expressionlessly: "Do you know which old man is the most likable?"
Fu Li shook his head.
"Highly respected, but few words." Zhuang Qing dropped this sentence, turned her head and strode forward.
Fu Li stood there and blinked, and said casually, "Human society also pays attention to respecting the old and loving the young."
"I'm not human!" Zhuang Qing walked faster.
Fu Li chased after him, shook his head helplessly and said, "You young demons are so bad-tempered now that you lose your temper if you disagree."
Zhuang Qing stopped, turned around and glanced at him, the next moment was a thousand miles away, and disappeared in front of Fu Li.
"It's just this violent temper, if it was back then..." Fu Li remembered Zhuang Qing's glittering merits and virtues, and swallowed the words of the memory back then, "I don't seem to dare to do this to him."
He lowered his head and wanted to pick up a few shells on the beach, but found that there was more garbage than shells, and there was a faint smell.
"People now." Fu Li shook his head and cast a spell. All the garbage on the beach was accumulated in one piece, forming a small mountain of garbage.
The next day, Wu Shi TV station broadcast a news, which attracted the attention of many people.
It turned out that a piece of rubbish from a certain beach was picked up overnight, and the rubbish piled up into a mountain. There is also a sign next to the garbage mountain, with eight characters written crookedly on it.
Taking care of the environment is everyone's responsibility.
The author has something to say: Fu Li: Take care of the environment and don't litter.