Please sign for your missing male ticket [Liao Zhai]

01

My name is Wang Yixi.

I have crossed.Or rather, I was born again.with all the memories.

The scarlet blood seems to pass through time and space, and the years that have passed through several lives have stained my hands again.The blood seeps into the lines on the palm, which can't be washed off or wiped off. It's engraved there like a scar, reminding me all the time that I killed someone.

Killed his own relatives.

The hazy fog passed through the window, and it was wet, cold and sticky. After rebirth, I returned to Mrs. Li's room again. It seemed that people couldn't even see things a few steps away, but they created a strange atmosphere. Created a mysterious atmosphere, making those unbearable memories invisible in the mist.

It seemed that that day was also such a foggy weather.

The blood sprayed from Wang Yiming's chest was wrapped in mist, but it looked almost dreamlike and strange.Unwillingness, anger, fear... After Wang Yiming's blood gradually cooled down, those emotions also became lighter.A sense of calm seeped out from every pore on his body, as if he had had a good dream, or ended a nightmare with no end in sight.Everything was settled with Wang Yiming's death.

It's over, it's finally over, it's finally over, I don't need to do that kind of unconscionable thing for Wang Yiming anymore.

The process of carrying Wang Yiming, who seemed to have started to stiffen, into the forest was so smooth that it was unbelievably smooth.Among the people who hired me and Wang Yiming, none of them seemed to notice the abnormality of Wang Yiming lying on my back.The fog seemed to blind everyone's eyes, and everyone could barely see the road under their feet clearly through the faint light in the fog.Only under my feet is complete darkness.

Is the abyss of myriad calamities ahead or a rugged path?I don't know.

Dig a pit and bury it.

Not even a broken straw mat, a handful of loess buried Wang Yiming, and buried all the past about Wang Yiming.It seems that life can be restarted from the moment of Wang Yiming's death, and it seems that all things will not end because of Wang Yiming's death.It is just quietly, crawling in a certain corner in the dark, waiting to find an opportunity and wait for the opportunity to move.

02

The sound of the courtyard door opening and closing broke the endless memories. Mrs. Li closed the courtyard door, and while shaking off the morning frost that stuck to her body, she placed the empty bamboo basket she was carrying at the foot of the courtyard wall.The layer of cloth that originally covered the bamboo basket is now curled up and shrunk at the bottom of the basket. The handkerchiefs and purses Mrs. Li put out for sale should have been sold out like a few days ago.

The side dishes and steamed buns warmed in the pot are still steaming, and the dishes and bowls are placed on the table. The hot air and mist blend together, as if there is a gap between me and Mrs. Li. No barriers.

Mrs. Li held the steamed buns in her hand for a long time and didn't eat much. The soft steamed buns left several finger marks on Mrs. Li's hands.Unconsciously rubbing the sunken place on the steamed bun, Mrs. Li opened and closed her mouth a few times, as if she wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

"All the things that were sold today are also sold out." After saying something dry, Mrs. Li didn't continue.

The same words have been repeated by Mrs. Li for two lifetimes, and when she came to the third lifetime, Mrs. Li still said the same lines with the same tone.To this day, the drama that has happened twice is like a TV series that I have watched by heart. What Mrs. Li will say and do next will be staged regularly as if it has been arranged.It's just that in this life, the script Mrs. Li held was a little off.

"There was a woman with a round face who bought all the handkerchiefs and purses, and even praised your embroidering skills. I said your name to her as soon as I said it. It doesn't matter, does it matter?"

"you said……"

"Wang Erxi."

The notice that he had seen in the second life suddenly became clear. The name of the wanted person on the notice was Wang Erxi.

03

The sun was dim, it didn't look like summer sun at all, on the contrary, it was like the gloomy sun of winter, which made people's body and mind like a sponge that had absorbed enough water, so they could only slump heavily on the chair, unable to lift. Get up a little bit of strength.

The fog finally dissipated, but the sky didn't get any better. It was overcast and gloomy, as if a storm was brewing.Mrs. Li and I moved the willow twigs and dried grains in the yard into the house, and piled them crowded together in the house, leaving only a narrow path for people to settle down.

The air became more and more stuffy. Mrs. Li suffered from rheumatism, and it was the most difficult time when the rain was about to fall.An almost inaudible groan came from Mrs. Li's room. I sat in the main room and wanted to rub Mrs. Li's legs, or just sit on the chair and do nothing. I don't want to either.

The messy things were stuffed in my mind like a ball of wool, and I was trying to sort it out, but the more I sorted it out, the more chaotic it became, and it became more and more difficult to tell where to start to sort out those chores.

A drop of rainwater fell on the eaves, and the crisp sound was like a signal, awakening Cicada who was crawling on the tree.The buzzing chirping exploded in the rain, and was finally drowned out by the sound of the rain.The sky had not been bright for a long time, as if it had been sprinkled with sand and dust. The sky was covered with yellow, and it was still dark, just like the scene when day and night meet in the desert.

The rainwater hit the ground, and all the blisters splashed in the accumulated rain burst silently in the rain.Mrs. Li seemed to have fallen asleep, and her low moaning sound died away in the rain.In the whole world, only the sound of rain, rain, and endless rain can be heard.

The courtyard door seemed to be shaking, and the sound of slamming the door seemed to be blocked by the rain curtain. At the same time, there was also a distorted shout.

The bolted courtyard door poked a knife blade through the crack of the door, picked it up, and opened the bolt fastened to the courtyard door, but the person who opened the door seemed to have forgotten his purpose and stood at the courtyard door. The outside stopped shouting and knocking on the door.The bolt that was thrown open seemed to be still tied to the door, blocking the person outside the courtyard door.

The sound of coughing sounded from Mrs. Li's room, and the sleeping Mrs. Li seemed to be woken up again. Her voice was washed away by the sound of the rain, leaving only a few scattered words, which were transmitted intermittently.

"Who... called the door... don't open it..."

Or there should be the creaking sound of the old door shaft turning, but all the sounds are covered by the sound of rain.A noisy and silent mime came to an end. I stood on the stage, unable to advance or retreat, and could only wait for the actors in the play to tell me with exaggerated gestures that the play had begun.

The rain dripped from my hair, streaked across my soaked clothes and onto the floor.The embarrassed figure approached me like a water ghost, but I couldn't hide, and I didn't know where to hide.

This person has never given me the desire to avoid him.

Brother Tang.

Dragging the footprints of the rainwater to the front of the main room, the rainwater falling from Brother Tang's body formed a small puddle of water under Brother Tang's feet.The rainwater fell on the ground and seeped into the soil, like an indelible brand nailed to the ground, and also like the past on me that can never be removed.

"You know who I am." The voice was washed away by the sound of rain, brother Tang nodded wordlessly, and answered my words.

From the first life, he knew the past that I carried on me, and also knew what I did for Wang Yiming.Knowingly or not, I did indirectly contribute to the nightmarish experiences of those boudoir girls.Indeed, he killed his only relative.

Even the son of the old man who hides in the countryside is still the son of the old man. The past that I tried my best to get rid of is just something that can be easily found for Ma Youtang.Or maybe, those pasts have never really been shaken off by me.

The time was stuck at the moment when Ma Youtang went back to Beijing to get a guide for me.I thought it was the moment to completely break with the past, but in fact it was the moment when all my past was laid out in front of Ma Youtang.

"You also know that after my death, my soul once lingered by your side."

"I only found out after you were reincarnated."

The old Taoist priest who made a deal with Brother Tang went back and forth, revealing the fact that I stayed around Brother Tang, and made other deals with Brother Tang.Together with me, forget all kinds of reincarnations in the first life, and live the first life without any burden.

The parting of life and death in the past few lifetimes is the karma established a hundred years ago.It's just that this field of reincarnation of life and death just falls into "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio", which has some relationship with brother Tang and me.

"The price is... what." The slanting wind messed up the voice, and a thin tremor was mixed in the voice, so trembling that it was almost impossible to hear what I said.

"The fate of this life. Maybe I will live with you until the end of time." There was still a chill in my wet embrace, and the cold rainwater spread over my clothes and stuck to my skin again.

"What's the price?" The wetness on his face might be rainwater, or it might be something else.The fierce kiss seemed to start from between the lips, swallowing me up bit by bit, including my past.

Fragmented words overflowed from his lips, Brother Tang was saying, Wang Yiming is not dead yet, Wang Yiming, who was buried in the soil by my own hands, is not dead yet.

04

Brother Tang, after I reincarnated in the first life, I heard people mention the execution of the cheating gang, and I still remember the name of a person in the cheating gang, which is Wang Daxi, which is very similar to my alias.

And Wang Daxi is undoubtedly Wang Yiming.

Can't tell what kind of mood it is.Wang Yiming has done so many evil deeds, even if he dies in Huangquan, he deserves his crime, but the person who made him get punished should not be me, not a commoner like me.Wang Yiming should be punished by the law.

Like a thread, the news that Wang Yiming is still alive connects all doubts.

Why is the name on the notice Wang Erxi instead of Wang Yixie, why have I died at the hands of Qian Shun for two consecutive lifetimes...

All the problems seem to be related to Wang Yiming, and only by putting the suspicion on Wang Yiming can the deduction of my brother and I make sense——Wang Yiming, who was almost killed by me, went to Dongchang to continue his fraudulent business , I learned my alias on the way, so I put the matter of humiliating Qian Shun's daughter on my head.

The truth of the matter seemed to be covered in a layer of fog, which could not be seen clearly a few lifetimes ago.The only thing that can be seen clearly is what to do next.

Go to Qian Shun's house and wait for Wang Yiming to throw himself into the trap.