My protagonist attributes have been discovered

Due to being interrupted by powerful force, Song Yangle and Taifeng still failed to attribute a formal reason to Sister Tu's recent anomaly, but tonight, everyone can be regarded as having a happy Children's Day—no matter what Is it Tai Feng who was chased and beaten alone again, Sister Tu who was beating her viciously, restaurant guests who were watching and laughing, Tao Tie who was given an extra meal because of Children's Day... or Boss Ying who went back upstairs to sleep late and almost couldn't dodge in time? Song Yangle, who was pierced with a signature pen and "received" the red envelope with a wave of European spirit, fully demonstrated the attributes of "mentally retarded|children have a lot of fun".

Until nine o'clock at night, Shanhai Street.

"Boss Pixiu/Uncle Pixiu will see you tomorrow." Song Yangle sat in 7092, fastened his seat belt, and waved to Pixiu at the grocery store in sync with the little squirrel on his shoulder without looking sideways.

"See you tomorrow!" Pai Yao waved at them while protecting the thinning hair around his forehead.

When the car window was closed, Song Yangle put down his hands, turned his head and looked behind the grocery store through a layer of glass: a certain window on the second floor of Shanhai Hotel was lit, and a certain "person" with closed eyes was sitting under the light. The cactus that I gave was budding on the windowsill, and the shadow was dense; as if he had found his gaze, the fingers of the "person" next to him moved a little bit...

"..." Sure enough, she was clearly awake, so why pretend?

Song Yangle, who had figured out in the last month that the other party was actually a light sleeper and could not isolate the sound with the window open, turned back calmly, pretending that he didn't feel the lazy gaze from behind the window, and talked with the little girl with ease. Squirrel talks:

"Why isn't the car driving today?"

"Oh, the recent rectification|reform of the Bureau of Demon Management, Hexu has added bus lines and added 7093, which will be officially operated at noon today, and 7092 is only responsible for inland areas, so every stop will stop for an extra 2 minutes. People use '...Brother, why are your ears red again?"

"...the weather is getting hotter."

"Ah? Really? But I don't feel hot?"

"...Don't you think, I want me to feel. Listen to me, I say hot is hot, okay?"

"Ah." The little squirrel who didn't get the answer nodded in confusion, and then subconsciously turned its head out of curiosity to follow the human line of sight just now——

The human youth, who had never left the car window from the corner of his eye, stretched out his hand and calmly pulled back the other's little head: "Sit down and fasten your seat belt."

"……Oh."

Today, the little squirrel who didn't see anything was still downcast, but quickly cheered up, and politely asked the big monster who was too close next to him if he could have a little space for himself to stabilize his transformation technique; After agreeing, the little squirrel jumped off the young man's shoulder and fell into the air. The soft light changed, and the little child in gray overalls appeared on the seat next to him, fastening his seat belt obediently with his little hands.

The car starts.

……

The car started from Shanhai Street. Although there was an extra 2 minutes of stopping time at each stop, it still traveled through most of the city C area including Binhe Road and arrived at Wenjing Bus Terminal within 10 minutes. Song Yang Leyong I checked on the Shanhai APP forum on my mobile phone, and found that according to the new driving route planning, the stop time of 7092 at Wenjing Station has been advanced to 08:30. Thinking about it this way, Boss Ying seems to follow the trend... No , Don't hold unwarranted expectations.

The scene outside the car window gradually stabilized, and the heat in the heart was cooling down before it could show itself... Song Yangle took back his peripheral vision and rubbed the surface of the phone without reminding the little squirrel who was still dancing About to arrive at the station, I still tilt my head to listen to the joyful sharing of the other party:

"Later, I told Brother Little Elephant..."

"—Dip——Wenjing Bus Terminal, here we are. Passengers getting off, please get off through the back door."

The bus announcement sounded, the car door opened, and the words of the little squirrel stopped abruptly. The little child showed obvious disappointment on his face and pursed his mouth: "Ah? Why are we here again so soon."

Song Yangle patted his head and got up: "It's okay. Today is 2 minutes too long, I'll go down first, we will get in and out of the car and continue talking."

The little child became happy again in an instant: "Okay!"

However, like human children of the same age and appearance, as a child with an immature logical system, the little squirrel's thinking is jumping.So when Song Yangle got out of the car and went to the car window, the little squirrel who didn't know what to think about had already crawled to the edge of the car window, and told him another thing that he thought was very interesting:

"Sister Sunflower in the small class next door saw sunflower seeds in the school warehouse and cried so loudly..."

"The teacher sent us a big apple at noon..."

"That's right." The little squirrel suddenly remembered something, and turned to him with big black eyes curiously: "Brother, the shirt on 'it' seems to be more torn today, and there is more blood on its stomach, but 'it' 'Obviously dead|... What's going on?"

"..." Although the little squirrel didn't specifically say who "it" is, but when it comes to the three key words "shirt", "blood" and "death", Song Yangle still easily understood what he meant— The only one who meets these three conditions is the fat uncle who "takes his daughter home" from occasionally appearing in two months to now boarding the bus from time to time.

He paused, raised his eyes and looked at the little squirrel's mother who was sitting next to the little squirrel, and seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping, he turned his gaze back and met the little squirrel's black eyes reflecting the light, Answer calmly:

"This is because, from the perspective of existence, the |death|death of ordinary human beings is actually divided into two types..."

The first is the death|death of the physical body. As far as existence is concerned, because of the reincarnation system, the soul|body can survive forever after entering the underworld, so the Three Realms collectively call this kind of death|death|death|death|method of "false". |Sex|Death|Death"; the second type is the death|death of the soul|body, because the soul|body is attached to the real spirit|spirit of all living beings that are different from 'dead|things', once |death|death cannot be copied , Therefore, this kind of death|death is called "true|death|death".

"Everything that dies is life. Therefore, even though there is only a soul|body, ghost|souls can also 'sick' and encounter accidents; and because of their special|speciality, outside the underworld, the rest of the world has no restrictions on them Naturally, there is no obligation to protect their rights and interests..."

If the soul body stays outside the underworld for too long, it will eventually die due to the lack of protection of the body, and the energy power will be slowly drawn out by the surrounding world, and it will continue to "live" in the chaotic order of the non-underworld Going on, you can only gnaw|eat|eat|eat|swallow|eat|erode|erode|other soul|body in order to maintain your own stability; however, the "energy" that is taken away is actually memory, perception, emotion... such things What was pieced together is no longer the original "one person".

——Such an ending could have been avoided.

Going home, inserting the key into the lock, the little black dog just came out, and the lights in the corridor behind him were flickering; The little black dog who kept barking at his feet angrily knocked on his crutches and cursed:

"I'll say it! I'll say it! I said a long time ago that this house must have a dog! Damn|the old man still doesn't believe me!... What's the matter with you, young man? I heard that you have moved here for several months, right? Don’t you know that this is a special nursing community where there are many elderly people, and it is clearly stipulated that dogs are not allowed? Ah?!... Hey, talk! How about asking you a question? Why don’t you speak up?! Are you dumb?!”

In the corridor with no echo, the little black dog was barking "barking". Song Yangle looked at her with dark eyes and did not speak.

"..." In the middle of the night, in a corridor with no one else, such a young man who has never spoken and a black dog that keeps "barking" is always a bit creepy. Troubled by the barking of dogs for several days, she came out alone without thinking. Holding on to her crutches, she stepped back vigilantly, wanting to call out to her wife, "Old man, old man..."

There was a knock at the door, but there was no timely response from inside.

The old lady turned her head suspiciously, but saw her "finger" knocking on the door vaguely passed through the anti-theft iron door...it froze.

In its daze, the closed door finally opened.

The old man in overalls and vest came out of the door with a hunched back with a tired face, and frowned when he saw the young man who was alone outside the door: "Young man, what can I do if you knock on the door?"

Song Yangle replied lightly: "I'm sorry, I had some wine and knocked the wrong key."

"Oh. Live alone, don't drink so much next time."

The old man who got the answer finished speaking, turned around, and muttered in a low voice: "Hey, what are you talking about? It's none of my business. How did you learn from the nagging old woman... Really, the family didn't even have a dog. When the dog comes barking, it will talk nonsense...Old woman, close the door—"

After finishing the words, the arched figure of the old man froze suddenly, and after a while, he lowered his head as if something had been taken out of thin air, and while turning back weakly, he muttered to himself: "By the way, I Forgot... the old woman went to the hospital this morning, she is not at home, I have to close the door myself."

"I have to go see her tomorrow. This old beauty has many problems. I don't like the smell of disinfectant. I have to bring her perfume..."

"What else should I buy..."

The old man chattered, closed the anti-theft door, and locked the old lady who had followed him in and out since just now.

"..."

It leaned on a "crutch" and stood outside the door, staring blankly at the door, with mournful emotions in its eyes, but a line of blood|tears flowed out of its eyes.

"Wow, woof, woof..." The little black dog was still barking fiercely at it, without stopping.

Song Yangle watched coldly, and led the dog back into the door, then held the doorknob, and said without emotion: "Yin|Yang are different, if you continue to guard like this, you will only harm others and yourself."

"Can you see me?!" It turned around suddenly, and rushed towards it with bloody eyes: "I..."

"--boom!"

The door closed with a bang, and an invisible force locked the two sides.

inside the door.

"Wow!" "Danger" was separated, and the little black dog with a small brain wagged its tail and circled around him, making a sound of breathing.

Song Yangle squatted down, saw its solid and complete body, touched its head, the black puppy was touching the palm of his hand - the feeling of cold water flowing through his hand; the little black dog purred comfortably With a sound.

"... stupid dog."

"I don't even know how to hide."

"That's already..." He withdrew his hand, his dark eyes drooped, and there was no light in the darkness: "It's not human anymore."

***

At the same time, City C.

under the moon.

The small villages, which cannot keep up with the development of the outside world due to the deserted roads, follow the rule of "work at sunrise and rest at sunset" all year round. The silver stars and moons shine from the unobstructed and pollution-free sky , On the undulating surface of Lin Tao, there is a layer of gauze like flowing water.

In the silence of the night, the figure sitting alone on the hillside threw away the black-screened mobile phone, raised his head, looked at the bright crescent moon above his head, and said in a voice like a sigh:

"It's not human anymore..."

"So……"

Ao Ye bent one leg, put his chin on his knees, closed his eyes that covered his emotions, and stared at the scattered houses in the village below the mountain. On his ordinary face, a gentle smile deepened:

"Just let me—see your true face."