Yun Lian

437 North Kangqiao Road.

Lian Renjun followed Mu Hua through the sliding door behind the screen, and the wheelchair rolled over the uneven wooden floor, making a sharp creaking sound.Behind the door is the corridor leading to another room. There are lights on the two walls, which are brighter than those outside the screen.

The corridor is not long, and it ends after two steps.

"You can read all the books here." Mu Hua stretched out his arms from under the blanket, and scanned the bookcases, tables and chairs, and the wooden boxes in the corner with fingers like dead branches, "Most things are old, if you If you don’t believe me, you can think about it yourself, or find someone to try it.”

Lian Renjun looked around the room in front of him dumbfounded, "So the messenger you mentioned is just a well-informed doctor?"

"What do you think the messenger does?" Mu Hua asked without answering.

"Sentence a man to death with a black book, or pardon him with a white book."

"That's what Doan is doing for me."

"Am I... different from him?"

"It seems that you have heard a lot from Lu Chengzhang, so I will tell you something he doesn't know." Mu Hua motioned Qiu Daoan to turn the wheelchair, and Lian Renjun turned his head, only to see those white eyes in front of him. It was terrifying under the dim yellow light, but he was able to look at them directly without changing his expression.

"There are two messengers in total. They got two completely different abilities from me and learned how to use them. As you can see, my body is inconvenient to deal with people. I need to be smart, reliable and healthy enough someone to do something for me.”

"Qiu Daoan can kill people, then I..."

"Yes, I will give you the ability to save people. Save anyone we want, including the dead."

Lian Renjun stared at him blankly, then raised his head to look at Qiu Daoan.

"I don't understand, how can I save a dead man?"

"Everything in the world has a definite number, karma reciprocates, and life and death are balanced. Anyone who is destined to not live for a long time is a dead person in the eyes of Erjietang." Mu Hua raised his chin in the direction of the bookcase again, as if he could easily recognize the direction .Lian Renjun has always been curious about whether his eyes can see, but he also feels that it is impolite to ask the other party.

"These things are for helping you save the living. If you want to save the dead, you still need the special ability I gave you." Mu Hua continued, "You can use what you have learned here to save anyone you want to save." living people, but you can't use the messenger's ability to save the dead without authorization, just like Dao'an can't kill people at will without permission."

"What will happen if I save the dead who shouldn't be saved? Will I die because of breaking the taboo?"

"You won't die, but someone will die."

"What do you mean?"

"I said before that there is a balance between life and death for all things in the world. Once this balance is broken, we must find another way to make up for it. In other words, if there are people who shouldn't live, there will be people who shouldn't die, and vice versa."

"Who gave you the power to determine life and death? How can Erjietang judge whether a person should die or live?!"

"Then, Mr. Lian..." Qiu Daoan who had been silent all this time suddenly said, "Do you think Pan Youtang deserves to die or not?"

Lian Renjun was speechless, and after a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice: "How can I judge whether a person is alive or dead?"

"After you go to Tianjin to meet the hall master, I will teach you how to use this ability." Mu Hua raised the palm of his left hand and stretched it out in front of him, "If you are curious, I can also let you experience it right now. The feeling in the body."

Lian Renjun hesitated for a few seconds and held the dead wood-like hand.Palms pressed together, he felt a different kind of movement under the cold and dry skin, like magma deep in the ground, small and noisy, breaking through the meridians and burning his palm with flesh and blood.

"This...!" He exclaimed and wanted to withdraw his hand, but his wrist was held back and he couldn't move, "What is this?"

"What do you feel?"

"There is something, something is moving...not a pulse, not blood, something else..."

"How?"

"It's tiny, but it's so clear, I can even feel it slipping slowly through my hand... What is it?"

"life."

"life?"

"You can temporarily understand it as something close to the pulse, but it contains far more information than the pulse. It can tell you not only the present, but also the past and the future." Mu Hua let go of his hand and shrank again. Back under the blanket, "Daoan."

Qiu Daoan stretched out his hand to Lian Renjun understandingly, and the latter pressed his palm, but this time he felt a completely different movement from Mu Hua's.

"What about this time? What did you feel?"

"It passed through my hand very quickly and strongly, but..." Lian Renjun closed his eyes and frowned, "But it disappeared suddenly, every time like this, over and over again... as if being caught It's like being sucked into a waterfall and falling into an abyss..."

"His life will be gone there, he is destined not to live long, he is a dead man."

Lian Renjun turned pale with shock when he heard the words, and turned to look at Qiu Daoan, but the latter's expression was as usual.

"What do you mean? Are you going to die? How could the messenger die suddenly?"

"Killing is different from saving people." Mu Hua said indifferently, "The ability to kill is too heavy for an ordinary body, the more people you kill, the faster your life will be consumed, so the courier who manages death usually doesn't live long. "

Lian Renjun suddenly remembered the fifteen or sixteen people who died that night in just five minutes, which means that while killing these people, he was also wasting his own lifespan.

"You don't have to feel guilty." Qiu Daoan smiled as if he knew what he was thinking, "I don't kill them, I will kill others sooner or later, I am just doing what I should do. After I die, there will be a new life." Your courier will take over my job and partner with you, but I will not die for the time being."

"I don't understand, I don't understand the meaning of your so-called work... What is Erjietang doing these things for? If these abilities really exist, where did you get them?"

"These are not things you need to think about."

"I will do things as I am told, and I will abide by the rules, but I don't know why I am doing this, it is like a mission without purpose..."

"If you must ask for a purpose, I will give it to you." Mu Hua shook his wheelchair and turned around, "Find two people for me, two people that Erjietang has been looking for but has not found."

"who?"

"A person whose life you can't feel, and a person only you can see."

"Can't feel life, do you mean dead?"

"You just need to remember what I said just now, and we'll talk about the rest when you come back from Tianjin." Mu Hua leaned his head back on the chair and let out a sigh of relief, "Okay, is there anything else you want to ask? I'm tired .”

"The last question." After a little hesitation, Lian Renjun asked what he had been wondering all along, "Why me?"

"you?"

"Why did you choose me as the messenger."

"Because you are smart, bold and healthy enough, you have something you want to protect, you have that smell in you."

"What is the taste?"

"The smell is only found in places that are close to death, or on people who are often exposed to death."

The author says:

The second part is coming to an end!