Chapter 86: Soul Light

Wu Chushu did not expect that Guo Changcheng was the first person he met when he returned to Longcheng.
He just released the shackles, and got back what he was forcibly collected by the prefectural government. He was in a good mood, so during the Spring Festival holiday, he found a wild grave mass grave, and closed it for a few days until he received Wang An email saying Zhu Hong was planning to resign, hurriedly booked a station ticket and rushed back to Longcheng by train.
The crowd at the train station was bustling, and Chu Shuzhi walked forward for a while. Zheng Zheng looked around for a taxi, and saw Guo Changcheng's familiar figure. Slowly and slowly squirming.
Guo Changcheng didn't do much physical work at first sight, probably when he was in school, his sports performance was limited, and he carried a big bag, like a snail carrying a heavy shell. People in the past couldn't help turning back Look at this young man.
One of Chu Shu began to be afraid of confessing the wrong person. He glanced twice and watched that the nylon bag that was supposed to be strong fell alive from a small gap, and an aunt selling boiled corn on the roadside was kind. He said, "Hey, boy, your bag is leaking!"
Guo Changcheng replied, but it was probably too bulky. When he turned sideways, he didn't pay attention to his feet. He just tripped over the tow-box of a girl who was passing by. Guo Changcheng was so busy that he didn't have time to apologize. The young man shoved aggressively: "Look at it, where do you step on?"
Guo Great Wall was standing unsteadily. He stepped under his feet, and the "city wall" behind him collapsed. I saw the bottom of the nylon woven bag falling apart, and a bunch of incredible things fell out, including pots and pans. Basin, food and clothing in other small plastic bags, the most weird is a large wooden cutting board with a diameter of about 60 centimeters and a thickness of 8 centimeters-he almost carried a miniature Wal-Mart on his body.
The young man who pushed him probably just killed a blood path from the crowded and crowded train station. He was annoyed, frowned in disgust, and hissed. He saw that Guo Changcheng was dressed in gray. The clothes made him a migrant worker returning to the city. Suddenly, he had an inexplicable sense of superiority. He pulled the girl next to him and complained sharply, "I know there are so many people. Is something ill? Can you afford to step on someone ’s box? "
Guo Guocheng kept apologizing in his mouth, and when he saw something on the ground, almost claws, he squatted down to pick it up, and looked at the nylon woven bag leaking at both ends. He grabbed his hair and made a worry.
At this moment, a thin skinny hand reached over, gently pulled the two ends of the nylon bag with a dead buckle, and made it into the shape of a cloth pocket, and then carried the debris in the bag to the middle and fell down. It's like picking up a SpongeBob, and with one hand, he takes these chicken bits and pieces and puts them to death.
Guo Great Wall: "Chu brother!"
要 If he had a tail, he could shake it into an electric fan, and suddenly forgot that the one standing in front of him was the zombie king—in the view of Guo Great Wall, Chu Shuzhi was just a great savior from the sky.
Chu Chushu ignored him, holding a large nylon bag in one hand, and turned to the young man who didn't go far. He said with a small expression, "The one in front, I advise you to roll back immediately and apologize."
Chu Shuzhi is usually nothing when he is normal, but when he lowers his face, it is particularly scary. It is almost natural to carry a murderous gloom of a desperate man. The young and fierce young man looked at him, and he was somewhat indignant: "You still want to What happened? "
As soon as Chu Chushu walked towards him, he was caught by Guo Great Wall: "Brother Chu, brother Chu, let's go. I didn't see it just now, I'm sorry."
He raised his eyes in a hurry and smiled at the other side, holding Chu Shuzhi's cold hand: "My fault, my fault."
The two people in front of me screamed and left, not knowing that they had just escaped a crisis.
Chu Shuzhi turned his back to Guo Changcheng and thought that not only was the Virgin ill, it was an abnormal brain, not temperamental and to such a degree, let alone that he was not like a young man, he was not like him personal.
Chu Chushu broke away with his hands, and pointed to the grocery bag in his hand: "Your house can't be opened, so you can sell groceries for the New Year?"
"No, I sent it to someone. I didn't expect the bag to suddenly break." Guo Great Wall followed him, and felt quite embarrassed. "I, me, let me slap me, it's not too far away."
Chu Chushu impatiently avoided his paws and frowned. "Lead the way."
Guo Great Wall immediately did not dare to say a word, ran a small step and led the way.
Passing by Zhanqian Street, you walked into a small alley and reached the light and shadow zone of the bustling city. Inside the alley was a row of dilapidated small bungalows. Going to the innermost, a ponytailed female student was at the door. Holding a broom and sweeping the floor, when she saw Guo Great Wall, she greeted her very happily, exposing a college vacation volunteer sign on her neck.
Guo Great Wall was a little embarrassed to see the girl, unnaturally lowered her head, and a mosquito buzzed like "Hello."
The little girl had eyesight. When she saw the big bag in Chu Shu's hand, she immediately dropped the broom and pushed him to open the door. As she walked, she asked Guo Changcheng: "Have you registered? Have you printed it? People around the Internet thank others. "
Guo Changcheng's child is very tortured and unintelligent. In the unit, Zhao always gets angry and scolds him directly, but in the end, he is very careful and meticulous when he finishes his work. The report he writes is no matter how long, no matter what. No matter how unimportant or waste paper, there was never a typo. Slowly, even their caring leaders couldn't say anything.
Guo Changcheng nodded quickly and took out a dozen printed papers from his pocket. There were seven or eight pages, which recorded in detail who donated what, the contact address, telephone number, and email address of the donor. Waiting for information, the donations range from a variety of RMB to a Chinese cabbage, which are strange and varied.
It turned out that this was a few high schools in Longcheng. During the winter vacation, they joined some social service organizations to launch a volunteer operation called "Old, Old, Young, Young." Guo Changcheng, on their side, specifically targeted the bottom of the city for various reasons. For the elderly who have the ability to live, each small community is responsible for long-term care of a fixed number of elderly people.
长 Guo Great Wall was unable to communicate with people and was unable to undertake the work of removing boredom from the elderly and collecting donations from the society. Fortunately, there were more girls in the volunteer team, and he was able to help him with some physical work and use the holidays as a porter.
Chu Shuzhi put them down and drove Guo Great Wall's car along the way. He took him to No. 4 Guangming Road. The palm of Guo Great Wall was worn out by a nylon bag. He sat on the co-pilot and used it silently. Wipe with a wet paper towel.
Wu Chushu has the rare mood to say a few words to him: "Do you care about anyone else, do you want to be a living being?"
Guo Great Wall stared at him with a pair of ignorant eyes.
Chu Chushu changed the question: "Do you know what your family does when you do these things?"
Guo Great Wall shook his head silently.
Chu Chushu smiled incomprehensionally and then said, "Did you go to the top incense on the first day? Like you, wishing is easy."
Guo Changcheng shook his head again. He was extremely satisfied with his current life. Except for his family and friends who are safe and healthy, there is really nothing to ask for—the family and friends seem to be safe and healthy now. The Buddha is looking for trouble.
Taking advantage of the traffic lights, Chu Shuzhi tilted his head and glanced at him. Guo Great Wall is neither tall nor strong, and the facial features are not good-looking. He is usually low-key and does not even have a popular brand name popular among ordinary young people. There is no type that can be found in the crowd, because there is always a lack of self-confidence, so there is absolutely no temperament.
But when he sat down and couldn't say anything quietly, his calm expression revealed some kind of unspeakable, natural Zen.
Although Guo Changcheng's first mortal passed through wine and meat every day, he could n’t even figure out what the practice was, and the words in the scriptures were incomplete. The Bodhisattva Luohan all over the world became familiar with the popular TV series Journey to the West: a Guanyin For example, due to the problem of actors, there is still some doubt about their gender.
He could only feel that he was silent and quietly repairing something beside him.
He is neither a blessing in this life nor a merit in the life to come.
With Chu Shuzhi's eyesight and cultivation, he just had a vague sense of what it was, but he couldn't figure it out anymore.
Although Chu Shuzhi didn't understand what Guo Changcheng thought about doing these things, it didn't prevent him from feeling uncomfortable suddenly. It seemed to be a bit angry and unfair.
I do n’t say anything else, should n’t the child have a three-foot-thick merit, should n’t it be a safe and happy life? How could it be a thin fate? Although everyone knows that the merits and demerits in the book of life and death are very nonsense, can the government need to be so brazen?
He stopped talking, and his great brain, Guo Great Wall, didn't have the courage to take the initiative to stir up the topic. Both of them went silently to No. 4 Guangming Road.
One of Chu Chushu entered the Criminal Investigation Department. The first thing that caught his eye was a group of empty-eyed monsters and ghosts, as if they were collectively split by thunder.
Before he had time to ask what was going on, he saw Wang Zheng turn around and asked tremblingly: "Brother Chu, do you know that Teacher Shen ... Shen Wei, is it really a matter of beating the soul?"
Chu Shuzhi died for a while. After a while, he calmly said, "Oh, Zhao Yunlan's brain damage, what can't be done? So others? Run away after playing?"
Wu Daqing meowed and said, "He jumped into Wangchuan water."
Chu Chushu: "... Sadness? Suicide?"
After the initial panic, Wu Daqing and Zhu Hong have basically calmed down.
Zhu Zhuhong knew that Zhao Yunlan was carrying a water dragon ball with him, and no place with water could hurt him. As soon as she hung the water dragon ball around Zhao Yunlan's neck, she came out like this. Zhu Hong felt that if she had a little more heart, she would think that Uncle Snake knew something in advance.
Wu Zhuhong said, "I guess he may be looking for the Soul Slayer."
Chu Shuzhi took a quick look and saw that except Lin Jing, who was still in the field and said that he would return by midnight, the team at No. 4 Guangming Road had almost arrived. He put his hands in his pockets and went back. Leaning on the door of the office: "I think so, let's talk about what everyone knows separately. It has been too chaotic recently. Let's focus on the information and study what is going on here and what to do-"
Speaking of this, Chu Shu's voice suddenly paused, and his face suddenly became a little bad, making everyone else very nervous: "What did Brother Chu think of?"
"Wait a minute, Shen Wei is the soul-slayer?" Chu Shuzhi's face turned green, and he murmured a few words, "I've teased him so many times before!"
Hmm ... So Dan Dingdi is sometimes just a long reflection arc.
Zhao Yunlan lost the concept of time and space. He is also a small black house, which is two completely different feelings in Dashenmu and Wangchuan water.
无法 The unspeakable sense of oppression in the darkness made the temples on both sides seem to be squeezed together, and gradually, a kind of nausea and fatigue similar to deep hypoglycemia filled his chest, the more obvious it went down. He didn't even dare to move his head. He felt that he could just faint with a little shake of his head. The heart seemed to jump out of his chest. The sound of the beating of the arteries at the ear began to be so intense that it was intolerable.
在 At this moment, Zhao Yunlan saw a little light.
The light was weaker than the fireflies, but it was a kind of torture for the eyes who were accustomed to the darkness. He reached out to cover his eyes, and couldn't help but be attracted by the low light.
It was a huge ancient tree, the branches could not see the head at a glance, almost a hundred meters in diameter, but it was a dead tree without a leaf on it. Misunderstanding of vicissitudes.
Zhao Yunlan's spirit shook. Is this the ancient virtue?
He walked down for another kilometer, and finally saw the roots of the ancient trees. Zhao Yunlan's feet found the land after a long while drifting. He first walked a large circle around the ancient trees of merit, and found a simple one on one side. The stone tablet, by the glimmer of ancient wood, Zhao Yunlan could see clearly what was carved on it.
I never saw it, but I just knew the words-"The Empress Dowager Earth, I am a ghost town, a place of great disrespect."
娲 "Nuwa ..." Zhao Yunlan suddenly called out the name somehow.
His voice wandered in the water like a wave, and sighed like a sigh, arousing the deep suffocation in the dark. Zhao Yunlan ignored it, but just stretched out his hand, the fingertips touched the edge of the stele, and the white light swarmed. Into his mind, a roar, he could not see anything for a moment, but his eyes seemed to penetrate the whole space and time, and fell on a woman with a snake tail.
长 Her long hair dangles the ground and looks beautiful, for no reason to give him a kind of intimacy from the origin of life, like a mother and an elder sister.
The voice of a strange and familiar woman sounded in his ear. She said, "Kunlun, what if Shennong was wrong? What if we were all wrong?"
Shennong is wrong? What's wrong with Shennong?
Suddenly the voice said, "But we can't look back."
and many more!
The son-in-law seemed to have tears in her eyes. He gave him an infinite nostalgic glance and opened his arms. Zhao Yunlan stretched out his hand before he could touch her. The son-in-law was like light and shadow shattering in the void. Shattered into pieces before him.
"No ..." Zhao Yunlan spoke unconsciously, but failed to make a sound.
The next moment, time passed, and Zhao Yunlan went back to the past that he didn't know how long ago. In an instant, he couldn't tell whether he was Kunlunjun or a mortal man five thousand years later, immersed in the chaos of time and space.
觉得 He felt that he kept on the seal every day, sitting on the back of the big stone stele, and he was fascinated by the merit and ancient wood when he had nothing to do.
Later, I do not know when, the handsome and weird boy followed him all day, like a little tail, back and forth.
Kun Kunlun ignored him at first, but later he couldn't help but ask, "It's all on your site, what are you still doing with me?"
The teenager said, "I like you."
Kun Kunlun was told all day that he was rude, and finally had the opportunity to say others once, so he seized the opportunity and said "rudely" without reproach.
The ghost king looked at him somehow and was rude without knowing why.
Kun Kunjun kept the seal for years and was extremely boring, so he asked, "What do you like about me?"
A blank paper ghost king boy was frank about his desires / desires, and said frankly, "It looks good and wants to hug you."
Kun Kunlun couldn't help but glance at this cowardly little ghost king. He didn't feel offended, but found it very interesting. He teased him, "I have no pursuit, I despise you."
Although the Juvenile Ghost King didn't quite understand why he was despised, he thought that what Kunlun Jun said was all justified, so he bowed his head very self-defeatingly.
Kunlun Jun beckoned: "Come here, I will preach the morals of this uncivilized little thing."