Traveler of the Plane World

There is a demon hidden in everyone's heart.

Helpless and honest people will always be cornered and bullied.

Heart tired, all this makes people so helpless.

A man wearing a white vest and black sports shorts, squatting in a corner with a cigarette in his hand, exhaled smoke rings, with an uncertain expression on his face.

Sometimes clenched fists and sometimes loosened, took a long puff, the flame of the cigarette butt was shining brightly, deeply wrinkled and didn't know what to think.

Throwing away the cigarette butt, patted the dust on his body, exhaled sullenly, exhaled all the smoke in his chest, and roared towards the sky with his hands on the balcony.

"Also let no one sleep, which bastard is screaming at night."

"Who is my night snack? Damn, the ghost screamed at night, which scared me."

"Asshole, shut up for me."

Hearing the reprimands from all around, Lin He laughed out loud, and a loud roar made him feel a lot easier. Fortunately, he didn't turn on the balcony lights so that no one would notice.

Lin He is just an employee of an ordinary small company, and his salary is only enough to keep him from starving to death. He is an orphan who was cruelly abandoned by his biological parents when he was four years old. He was homeless, and on that cold winter night, he met the old man who took him in, his white hair trembling slightly.

From then on, the two began to depend on each other for life. Although life was difficult, those few years were the time when Lin He felt the warmest.

Now he has a low degree of education, an ordinary job, and a small house of only forty or fifty square meters.

It's just that those warm times are over, now he is alone in this world, even the old man who is regarded as his father is gone, now he is very helpless and confused, the last one to rely on is gone.

At work, everyone assigns him the tasks at hand. Lin He orders him when there is something to do, and Lin He orders him when there is nothing to do. I can only work overtime to deal with my own work.

However, the only thing that can be obtained in the end is the critical education of the leaders.

He didn't hate the parents who abandoned him, but complained why he was born if they didn't want him.

Touching the string of small broken beads that the old man hung on his hand when he was leaving, his heart felt like a stone was being pressed down, extremely uncomfortable.

When the old man was there, there was no glory, he was dirty all day long, and the whole family relied on picking up garbage for a living. When he left, he only wore decent clothes, and he didn't even have the ability to properly bury him.

The more he thought about it, the more emotionally he became agitated. The string of small beads in his hand creaked and creaked when he pinched it. Lin He lowered his head, tears fell, and he didn't know whether it was grievance or sadness.

The cracks on the broken beads were already densely packed, and they couldn't withstand Lin He's hands. With his force, the broken beads broke into his hands one by one, but he didn't notice it yet.

The whole person was immersed in memories and thoughts, but he didn't notice a ripple on the crack of the small broken bead, shining with a faint blue light.

"Lin He, don't hate your parents."

"I want to hug you so much and take you to those playgrounds to have fun"

"Look how beautiful the world is, but I'm old and I can't walk anymore."

Thinking about what the old man said in his head, and the memory of the world when he passed away, the resentment in Lin He's heart rushed to his head, and his head was in a trance for a while.

"I'm sorry, kid, I couldn't give you a good home."

"Be my son. Although your parents don't want you anymore, you are my Lin Shichang's son from today on."

Thinking about it, Lin He felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, his eyes were filled with tears, and the hatred in his heart was about to explode his head.

The fist was getting tighter and tighter, and a stabbing pain made him feel excited. He opened his palm, and there was a little white powder lying on it. There was a long and thin scratch in the palm of his hand, and traces of blood were mixed with crushed beads of powder and kneaded into a ball.

Put the scraps in his hands on the table, and took a piece of paper to wipe the wound.

"Snapped!"

Lin He slapped himself on the face, his face was full of ferociousness.

Lin He, Lin He, you can't even protect the relics left by the old man, what a waste.

He casually picked up a cigarette and lit it, threw the lighter on the wall as if venting, and slapped the table vigorously, with all his strength concentrated on the broken beads, the pain stimulated his palm, and his head was about to burst generally.

At this moment, all that remained in his eyes was hatred and resentment.

Why is it so unfair, my god, it's unfair!

The pain continued, and at the end, he gradually became numb, his blood was all over the table, he gritted his teeth and stared at his eyes, and thoughts of unwillingness began to accumulate in his head again.

Stripes of blue light were swimming in the white powder, maybe it was due to the material of the broken beads, but under Lin He's slap, they were completely smashed.

"call."

Lin He exhaled lightly, and without looking at the blood on his palm, he slapped himself hard on the face again, threw away the cigarette and stamped it out.

"Go to hell, go to hell, you should have gone to die a long time ago." Lin He looked at the ceiling with a dead face, and said in his mouth.

"so tired."

Lin He held his head with pain on his face, stood up after a while, took out a white silk from a box, and looked up at the beam on the ceiling.

There was a smile on his face.

However, it's not fair.

So what if he is not reconciled, in this society, he has always lived as a slave.

Bai Ling flew over the crossbeam with his flick, tied a knot, put it on her chin, poured out a cigarette from her pocket, lit it, and spit it out lightly, quickly filtering all the things she had experienced in her head. .

"There will be an afterlife?!"

Kicking off the chair under his feet, writhing his body in pain, his face started to turn blue from suffocation, and his body felt numb and unconscious.

In his head, it was like a computer slideshow replaying the bits and pieces of his life, and it only took a few seconds to finish his life.

The body began to stop twisting, the eyes were wide open, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the mouth, and the feet began to straighten, unable to exert strength.

"So sad."

"Are you going to die!"

The instinct to survive made his head tremble, and a force surged from nowhere began to fill his whole body, those who could not touch the ground, could not touch the surface, and were powerless to save himself.

I don't want to die!I don't want to die, it's so painful!

At this moment, Lin He regretted it, but everything in front of him had begun to blur, and some small black shadows appeared in his intermittent vision.

Could it be that black and white impermanence came to catch me?

The writhing body stopped, his hands were lowered, his eyes were kept wide open, all his strength was lost from his body, his head was muddled, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

A ray of blue light flickered from the table under him, and a gust of wind blew in the room. It was getting stronger and stronger, and Lin He's hanging body began to shake.

The broken beads on the table shattered into powder, and a small tornado blew them, and the cyan light flashed in the small tornado. The tornado became bigger and bigger, and the light became more and more intense.

The strange thing is that the blue light did not shoot out through the glass window. The blue light danced in the room, like an elf flickering in every corner, with cracks appearing around, and the black light coming out of the cracks and the accompanying whistling The sound is unknown.

The tornado flew towards Lin He's body with the powder, a ray of light flashed straight into his head, the blue light gradually dimmed, and the whistling sound gradually subsided.

At this moment, bursts of blue flames burst out from Lin He's body, and ripples danced in the air.

The flame danced on his body and spread towards Bai Ling. There was no burning scene, but it just moved around the surface of the object.

"Tear"

A crack appeared on the white silk, and it got bigger and bigger. Lin He's body shook without wind. The crack got bigger and bigger, and broke with the sound of tearing.

Lin He's body fell down heavily.

"The host gene was successfully extracted."

"Successfully bound!"

"It is found that the host's life is dying, and the automatic repair function is enforced!"

"Insufficient energy!"

"Insufficient energy!"

"Ding"

"Turn on the shuttle rescue function and automatically absorb energy."

"Space positioning is successful."

"Detecting no space turmoil, allowing the execution of the shuttle function."

"Welcome to."