Double heart

I heard someone calling, and the voice seemed to be hitting me slowly as if passing through thousands of mountains and rivers, but my body seemed to be so heavy that I couldn't move.

Now I am already extremely weak, and it is very difficult to even open my eyes.

However, why do you want to meet the person who pronounced it after hearing this voice?I think, maybe I have been alone in the dark for too long, so long that I only know that I am no longer a human being.

At this time, something dripped on my forehead, and it passed through my Zhoushen acupuncture point forcefully.

The space I was in was originally an absolutely sealed place, but at this moment I felt the wind blowing past me.

I was so weak that I was hallucinating.

"Ann, I finished eating the red bean cake."

I wondered that I could hear what others said so clearly and truly. My emotions did not fluctuate at all, but my soul was trying to open my eyes.

next moment--

"Hahahaha, I'm finally out! I finally see the light of day again! Hahahahahaha...cough cough cough..."

I was choked by myself, and it seems that I still can't be too proud.

The light outside made me very uncomfortable after being out of the light for a long time, but now something fell on me lightly, and I felt better.

I slowly opened my eyes, and there was a handsome man with an umbrella in one hand squatting beside me.This man's eyebrows are like willow leaves, his eyes are as deep as the sea, his nose is like a gall, his lips are cherry-colored and thin, his skin is like snow, oh no, his whole body is like snow.

His waist-length white hair exudes a faint light, and even his eyebrows and eyelashes are white. Unlike ordinary people's eyes, he has different pupils, one is clear purple, and the other is evil green.

"What beautiful eyes." I couldn't help admiring.

"Thank you," he said.

The voice was deep and pleasant.

I quickly looked around, and there was no one around. I understood that he was the one who saved me, so I cupped my hands and thanked him: "Thank you for saving me. I will repay you for my great kindness in the next life, and I will leave."

I struggled to get up and wanted to leave, but the man grabbed my hand.

I looked down at his hands and said, "Men and men can't kiss each other, son, you are being rude."

He asked, "Where does Ann want to go?"

Where to go?

Before I answered him, I heard him say again: "Come home with me."

Come back home?

I said: "I won't go back with you. Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Saving my life is better than building a ten-level pagoda. Although you saved me, I am very grateful to you, but I will not go back with you. "What kind of thing is it to go home with others at will.

The sadness and joy on his face blended together, but in the end he smiled lightly: "Ann, don't make trouble."

Ann, if he's not mistaken, that's my name.I thought about it, since he knows me, why don't I go with him first, and leave after I get familiar with the environment in the future, and then repay his life-saving grace after I have done something.

He led me, who was still a little confused, to a wide downstream of the river. I saw his hands fluttering, and then he moved forward a little, and then the scene in front of him changed.

"Come on, I'll take you by the hand," he said.

I vaguely remember that this is a kind of secret technique. It seems to be the unique skill of some hermit family before, but I can't remember which one.However, although there are many secret arts that must be led by the caster to enter, is there any requirement to hold hands?

My mind was in a state of confusion. It was just to hold hands. I reached out and grabbed his hand, and followed him in. I turned my head and found that the entrance had disappeared.

"install."

I looked up at him: "Huh?"

"Are you still in pain?" His voice trembled.

Is he intimidated by my appearance?I looked down at the hole in my chest, wondering if there were any clothes that could be worn by the soul, so that it could be covered up.I shook my head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

He didn't speak anymore, and my soul's hand was so painful that he squeezed it. It's been a long time since death. Yes, I'm dead, so I'm a ghost now.

I followed him through the corridor, around the rockery, and up the steps to a pavilion. In the pavilion, an old man with gray hair was grinding his ink, and he seemed to be about to write or draw something.

"Master." The man called out to the old man respectfully, but he didn't intend to let go of my hand. I struggled lightly and broke free.

The old man did not speak, but continued to study ink.

The man said: "Master, Ann seems to have forgotten a lot of things, can you restore his memory?"

"No." The old man said without raising his head.

"Master..."

The old man glanced at the man, turned around and left without grinding the ink.

I hurriedly said: "Hey, old man, your handsome apprentice is talking to you, why are you willing to ignore him?"

The old man stopped and gave me a blank look: "My head hurts seeing you." Then he continued walking along the road.

"Ann, follow the master." The man took my hand and walked in the direction where his master left.

I was puzzled and said: "Your master saw that my head hurts, and I followed in the past, so he didn't feel the pain?"

"Master is not like this usually, don't blame him."

Why do I blame him, I don't know him.But it's just these two people on the left and right, isn't it too spacious to live in such a big place?Walking is not too tiring.

We walked for a long time, and came to a white house that was different from other houses in this large courtyard.The old man put his hand on the door, and the door opened to both sides with a beep, which I found very strange.

"This is a technology here, they call fingerprint unlocking." The man explained.

What are fingerprints, the lines on your fingers?I stretched out my hand and looked at my ghost hand, there were no creases on the knuckles.Why……

"Not yet! Do you want me to invite you?"

...!

The man dragged me into the back room. The back room was very empty, except for a drawing on the floor that I couldn't understand and two chairs, there was nothing else.Maybe it's because I can only see so much, after all, there is such a thing as a blindfold formation.

"Let him in." I saw the old man pointing to the picture in the middle.I was a little reluctant, when I was about to say that I would not go in, the man tugged at my hand and said, "Ann, go."

His voice seemed to be bewitching, and I couldn't help but move forward.

Old man: "Sit down."

I sit down.

"Quiet God."

I do.

Soon I entered a space that was as dark as before, but there was light soon, and pictures appeared.Most of the pictures are blank, and some are extremely blurred and cannot be distinguished at all.

I walked between these pictures, shuttled tirelessly.

I don't know how long it took, but when I opened my eyes again, I had already returned to that empty room.

The man looked at me eagerly but caringly and said, "Ann, do you remember anything?"

I blinked.

"It seems that I didn't remember anything." The old man coughed lightly, and stared at me very dissatisfied.

I:"……"

The man looked at the old man with some disappointment and said, "Master, this..."

"It should be because of a loss of heart. All right, you go out."

This man and I were 'driven' out by the old man, and I said: "Your master seems to dislike me very much, could it be that I owed him something before?"

The man laughed with a 'puchi', trying to turn all living beings upside down, but I am a ghost, so I am not among them.He said: "Master does not dislike Ann."

Well, I thought I was in debt.I looked at him and said, "May I ask your name?"

"Ah Snow."

"What about your full name?"

"Ah Snow."

Is there a last name?

"Ann helped me choose this name."

It's a name that suits him so well, it's probably going to be me.

"Ah...Ah Xue..." I retracted my thoughts just now, I definitely didn't choose this provocative name.

He responded with a smile: "Yeah."

The atmosphere was a bit stagnant, I coughed twice and said, "I can leave." My glorious ghost journey has not yet begun.

He didn't speak, just stared at me like that, I, a ghost, actually felt a little terrified, how can this work, I'm scared just by looking at me, how can I start my ghost life hegemony!

I sorted out my emotions and was about to say something to strengthen my courage when I heard him say: "Master has gone to get you new clothes."

"Ahem, since Master is so kind, it would be a sin for me not to appreciate it." Well, my momentum lost before it rose.

"Ah."

At this time, the door opened from the inside, and the old man threw something like a red cloth at me. I quickly caught it, and then the door closed again.

Ah Xue said: "Ann, try this dress."

I:"……"

It can be seen that the crumpled ones are clothes?And why is it red? Doesn't it look like a ghost?No, Li Gui is good!

"Thank you, Master!" As the saying goes, don't reach out and hit the smiling face, hehehehe...

The old man inside didn't respond to me, but I think it would be abnormal if he replied to me.

The red dress felt very good in the hand, I stretched out my hand and shook it, and there was no wrinkle at all, but what were those two strange objects on the ground?I bent down and picked it up, like a rag, I pulled it with my hand, it was elastic?

Ah Xue smiled and said, "This is the obscene clothes and underpants here."

I:"……"

What can this cover?Moreover, Xue's clothes are quite satisfactory.

He said: "I specially chose it for you, so that you can appreciate the customs of foreign lands."

This statement is justified, and if you say I am a ghost, there is nothing to be ashamed of.After taking a bath, I put on new clothes. The old clothes were taken away by Ah Xue. He said he would take them away and burn them.But this new dress made me very uncomfortable. The trousers were short to the bottom of my legs, and the underwear didn't even have a sleeve. Fortunately, the coat was long enough.

I looked up and found strange patterns embroidered on the inside of the sleeves.

"It fits very well." Ah Xue said and handed me a mask, "This mask is for you, remember to take it with you when you go out."

He spoke very seriously, and I solemnly took over the mask.

The mask looks slightly sinister, with red on the white background and two horns on the top. Is this to establish a mysterious and mighty image for yourself?I solemnly said to him, "Thank you."