The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

The mind was in chaos, buzzing and numb, Mo Ran only felt his hands and feet were cold, holding Chu Wanning's soul in a daze, and went downstairs.

"doctor……"

"It's you? What's the matter?"

"Are you sure, the one upstairs... is my master's earth soul, right?"

The ghost doctor was a little impatient: "Of course, can I be wrong?"

Mo Ran was not reconciled, and asked: "Will it be a soul, or..."

"Or something." The ghost doctor clicked his tongue, "A person has three souls, earth, consciousness, and people. I have practiced medicine here for 150 years. If I can't distinguish these three souls, the king of Hades will still tell you the difference." Didn't you tell me to get the fuck out and go back?"

Mo Ran pursed his lips, and suddenly had an uncertain idea.

"Doctor, you have practiced medicine for 150 years, have you ever seen a person... who has two earth souls?"

"You must be sick!" The ghost doctor said angrily, "I don't think your brain is working well, why don't you stay and let me take your pulse!"

Of course he can't let the ghost doctor give him his pulse. Although the master of guilt has cast a spell, if he is not careful, he will probably be spotted. lantern, and hurried out of the Hall of Sick Souls.

The sky in the ghost world has always been dark. To distinguish between dawn and dusk, one can only look up at the sky.If there is a semi-warm and semi-cool sun behind the cloudy red clouds, it is day; if a cold moon hangs high, it is night.

It was already night at this time, and the road was gradually getting colder.

Mo Ran hugged the soul lamp, lowered his head, and walked alone on the street.The more you walk, the more you feel at a loss, and the more you walk, the more isolated and helpless you feel.

This kind of helplessness and bewilderment has been with him since he was very young, and it makes him feel bad.He even thought of some people he knew when he was dawdling in Goulan Wasili. When the Zuiyu Building was on fire, everyone died, only he survived...

Counting the years, except for his aunt, the others should have not been reincarnated. He didn't know who he might meet if he continued on like this.

Then he thought of Xue Meng again.

He remembered that Xue Meng was angrily drinking to snatch the soul lamp in his hand, and he scolded him: "God of plague!"

—— "How do you deserve it, how do you have face."

Mo Ran hugged the soul lamp, walked slower and slower, and finally stopped by the wall, his eyes couldn't help turning red, he looked down at the gentle golden light, and murmured softly:

"Master, do you...do you really don't want to go back with me?"

The light didn't answer, it just burned silently.

He stood there for a long time before he gradually calmed down.

In this vast underworld, he didn't know where to find someone he knew, and suddenly thought of Chu Xun, as if grasping at straws, he hurriedly ran to Shunfeng Building.

When I ran over there, it happened that Shunfeng Building was about to close, and a masked ghost was about to close the door and lock it. Mo Ran hurriedly stopped him, and said anxiously: "Sorry, please wait!"

"It's you?"

The masked man was the one who led him upstairs before, he was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Why are you here again?"

"I have something urgent, please trouble you..." Mo Ran ran away in a hurry, panting, his eyes bright and anxious, he swallowed, and said hoarsely, "I want to see Mr. Chu Xun again."

In the pavilion, Chu Xun was fascinated by a branch of crabapple flower inserted in a thin white porcelain vase, and he was very surprised to see the ink burn away and come back again.

"Why did the young master come back? But he can't find anyone?"

The ink burned: "I found it, but I... I..."

Chu Xun saw that he was in a hurry, and seemed to have something difficult to say, so he invited him into the room, closed the door, and said, "Sit down and talk."

Mo Ran was worried that Chu Xun would see something strange if he held the soul lamp in his hand, so he put it in Qiankun's bag.

He didn't think that Chu Xun was an evil ghost, but it was better not to let the ghosts here know about such things as living people entering the underworld.

"Young master went to the southeast?"

"Ah."

"..." Chu Xun pondered for a while, then said, "Is it in the Hall of Sick Souls?"

Mo Ran nodded, thought for a while and said: "Sir, I saw him in the sick house, but he was an incomplete earth soul, unable to move or speak, even different from other ghosts, it is translucent Yes, you can see it, but you can’t touch it.”

"The soul of the earth is damaged, which is probably the case." Chu Xun's expression was a little gloomy, "Some undead who have been stimulated will also have their souls separated, and it is difficult to reunite."

Mo Ran bit his lips, and said in a low voice: "The medical officer of the Earth Soul Pavilion said that people with incomplete souls will have some weaknesses in their reincarnation. But the person I am looking for... was clearly good in life, so I I wonder if there is something wrong."

When he said this, he paused for a while, then looked up at Chu Xun.

"Mr. Chu, is there anyone in this world who has two earth souls?"

Chu Xun was startled: "Two earth souls?"

"Ah."

He didn't immediately deny Mo Ran's statement like the medical hall of the sick soul hall, but lowered his eyes and pondered, thought for a moment, and said: "I think...it's not impossible."

The ink burned, and he raised his head suddenly, his eyes were very bright in the dim candlelight in the room.

"Sir, seriously?!"

Chu Xun nodded: "Ordinary people only have three souls and seven souls, but I was once a woman, and she had two consciousness souls."

"Appreciate further details."

Chu Xun shook his head, his eyelashes were drooping, trembling slightly, he was silent for a while, and then said: "It's been a long time in the past, I don't want to mention it again, and now that woman has also sunk into the seventh hell, suffering from torment. People with sick souls, once discovered by Yan Luo, will be sent to the Seventh Hell, where they will be stripped slowly."

Hearing what he said, Mo Ran was even more anxious, and the light was dim. He didn't notice that there was pain in Chu Xun's eyes, and asked, "Why did that woman have an extra soul? It only takes an ordinary person to reunite with a seven-headed soul fetus." Three souls and seven souls, if someone has an extra earth soul, wouldn't it be useful to gather all four souls?"

"It should be so."

"The girl that Mr. said..."

"After she died, she was forced to go to Yangjian because of being used by the Nine Kings..." Chu Xun paused, and slowly clenched his slender fingers resting on his knees into fists, "Going to Yangjian, she ate her own child raw."

"!" Mo Ran suddenly remembered the old events in Lin'an that he saw in the Taohuayuan, and then realized that the "woman" in Chu Xun's mouth was actually his wife, and that should be the most painful part of the past in Chu Xun's heart.

So Chu Xun is staying in Nanke Township now, instead of reincarnation, is he just waiting for his wife to strip off the redundant soul, come back from the seventh floor, reunite with him, and go to reincarnation together?

Mo Ran couldn't bear to ask any more.

Chu Xun didn't say anything anymore, "I ate my own child raw", I mentioned it lightly after 200 years, even if I was in the body of a ghost, I couldn't suppress the trembling in my throat.

He closes his eyes.

"The woman's soul was disorganized and torn, and merged with the child's consciousness." After a long time, he continued slowly, "So what she got was actually the child's consciousness, which was stuck in her three souls. Between the seven souls, they gradually assimilated with her, and finally completely evolved into her appearance, making it difficult to separate."

Regardless of whether this person is alive or dead, as long as someone asks him for help, he will always endure the pain and try his best to help others.

When the ink burned, it was even more uncomfortable. He couldn't speak clearly, so he had to say: "Sir, you don't need to elaborate, I already understand it."

"The reason I said these words is to tell you that if the young master Chu you are looking for really has two earth souls, and there is another one, it should not belong to him."

The ink burned for a while, and asked: "Is it impossible to be an earth soul, divided into two halves?"

"It's possible, but in your case, it's impossible."

"why?"

Chu Xun said: "A soul is divided into two halves. I have seen this kind of thing before. That is another story. This kind of person often kills people like hemp because of heinous crimes. If the three souls cannot bear it, they will be broken. But In this case, the shattered human soul is the human soul in charge of good humanity, and it is absolutely impossible to be the earth soul or consciousness soul."

"...It turns out to be like this." Mo Ran murmured.

Hearing the heinous crimes and killing people like hemp, Mo Ran felt that he had nothing to do with Chu Wanning, but himself, he thought, waiting for him to die in this life and come to the underworld, will his soul be split For the second, to get the due retribution?

Chu Xun said again: "What's more, if there is really one soul with two halves, then the other half of the earth soul will definitely not be able to walk, and will be sent to the sick soul hall. Since the young master only saw one damaged in the earth soul hall The soul of the earth, I think, the other one should be a complete soul, and there will be no harm."

When Mo Ran was mentioned by him, he suddenly felt enlightened, and hurriedly said: "Thank you, Mr. Chu! Then I... then I will look for it again!"

"Okay, just now, besides pointing in the direction of the Hall of Sick Souls, Siman also shifted to the northeast. You might as well walk northeast to have a look, but the vast Nanke Township is full of people coming and going, bustling with dead souls waiting to be released... "

Chu Xun sighed.

Mo Ran looked at his gentle eyes, there was a faint pity, and he knew what he wanted to say in his heart.

In the vast Nanke Township, there are thousands of wandering ghosts.

Even if you know you have to go northeast, how can you find a wisp of Earth Soul so easily.

If people are not destined, even if the lights are brightly lit and the street is never dark, two people pass by each other, one facing east and one facing west, neither will see each other, even glance at each other.

Now it's quiet and gloomy, and it's even easier said than done.

But Chu Xun was still gentle after all, he raised his hand, and patted Mo Ran's shoulder: "Young master has a sincere heart, and I will definitely meet him again."

His appearance is very similar to that of Chu Wanning. When he said these words, the candle tears flowed, the candlelight swayed, and his face was even more blurred.

In this blur, Mo Ran seemed to see Chu Wanning's gentle face, as if he heard Chu Wanning telling him that we would meet again.

The ink burned for a while, and the eyes were covered with a layer of moist water vapor.

He hurriedly bowed his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, sir."

Chu Xun didn't make a sound, until Mo Ran turned and left, and closed the door for him, he was still standing there in a daze, with a flash of astonishment in his phoenix eyes.

He... just saw that boy's eyes... seemed to have tears?

Ghosts don't cry, did he see it wrong?still……

He turned his head and looked at the bouquet of crabapple flowers quietly blooming in the vase, the mortal flowers, it was extremely difficult to suppress the yin energy of hell, even though he took good care of it, a petal still floated and landed on the simple and clumsy wooden table.

Chu Xun walked over and picked up the fragrant petals, the flowers and leaves soon shattered, scattered into mud, crushed into powder, and scattered from his fingertips.

"Come on."

"Mr. Chu." Immediately, a masked man came in and stood respectfully by the side.

Chu Xun didn't look back, he looked at the crabapple, and asked softly, "That man, has he been to Shunfeng Tower again recently?"

"No, it's still the same. He comes once every ten days and brings a crabapple flower. He dare not enter the Shunfeng Building. He always only asks someone to deliver it from afar."

"..."

"Sir, what's the matter? Is there something wrong with the young master who just came? If that person dares to send someone to bother you, you can tell Yan Luo..."

"No." Chu Xun came back to his senses, interrupted his words, turned his head and gave his subordinate a faint smile, and sighed, "It's nothing, he shouldn't be sent by that person, even if he was, that child just Looking for someone has nothing to do with me."

"But if that person sent him to the ghost world, then why should Mr.—"

"Sins don't affect others." Chu Xun, dressed like snow, stood quietly beside the flower branches, "Let him go."

The streets were desolate, and the ink burned out of the Shunfeng Building and went to the northeast. He took the portrait of Chu Wanning and asked from door to door, but he was like looking for a needle in a haystack, and he couldn't ask why.

Most of those who looked at the portrait waved their hands repeatedly, and some even didn't want to look at him, so they avoided him.

"The person in the portrait? I haven't seen it before."

"I haven't seen it, I haven't seen it, don't disturb my business."

"Don't block it! It's so annoying! It's so late if you don't see it! Get out, get out! What portrait? I don't want to see it! Take it away!"

Although the people in Nanke Township are all ghosts, these ghosts have never been eradicated, living together in groups, and most of them have gradually returned to their human appearance.They will also find some friends and relatives during the long wait of ten or eight years.No matter how bad it is to raise a dead cat or dog, in short, you have to live like a mortal.Therefore, although they don't need to sleep, they will lie back to bed and rest when the willows are on the moon.

As night fell, no one was willing to talk to him, and no one could give him any information, a clear path.

On the long and endless street in the northeast, he visited door by door by himself, with his head down and a smile...

"I said it all!! I read it wrong! After thinking about it carefully, it seems that this person is not painted at all, can you stop being annoying!"

The bearded man was about to rest with his wife and children in the ghost world, and was going to close the courtyard.

He came back from outside earlier, and Mo Ran met him on the street, and asked him if he had seen the person in the portrait. He thought for a while, and said that he seemed to have seen it near Dongshi a few days ago, but his wife gave it to him. He winked, and he immediately stopped talking, as if he realized something, he immediately waved his hand and said he didn't know.

Mo Ran felt that he was clear, so he was unwilling to give up, begged him all the way, and followed him to the door.

The man pushed him out of the door roughly, pulled the wooden peg, Mo Ran anxiously said: "Can you think about it again? Where is the East City? Where did the person in the painting go later? Please..."

"I have no idea!"

A group of ghosts around heard the noise and looked here, while the man roared with a rough voice, regardless of Mo Ran's hand still breaking on the door frame, fiercely trying to close the door.

The five fingers were pinched so hard that it hurt so much.But he didn't care about it, he just held on, unwilling to take his fingers out of the gradually closing crack of the door, but tried his best to push and break again——

"Trouble you, please think again, I just want to know where he went..."

But the man opened the door suddenly, and didn't notice that Mo Ran's fingers were pinched out of blood. He pushed the man heavily, and then shouted: "I don't know, I just don't know! Get out!"

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