Wear it to Liaozhai to give the boss a smooth hair

Finally, Chi Mei saw the mahogany lacquered door that she was very familiar with, and the Qingdi Temple was in front of her eyes. At this time, it was completely dark, and at some point, there was no moonlight, only the thick fog that kept spreading, and the people in the thick fog filled A touch of red makes him habitually uncomfortable, just like the blood that is constantly flowing from a white|blossom's corpse.

"It's finally here." He murmured to himself, and he recovered his body at this time, but his toes and palms were already dripping with blood, and he could vaguely see the flesh inside, but he struggled to move forward as if he didn't know how tired he was. , but due to lack of energy, he staggered down again. He looked at the door that was close at hand, he let out a long breath, his eyes became blurred and clear again, but it seemed that the door would never arrive.

He touched his eyes, and they were wet inside. He thought it was sweat, and after wiping it off, he took a deep breath and walked in the door.

And Tao Shanze cried tears in his eyes.

When did people become close or close to each other? Maybe there was only a moment. In this moment, we saw the possibility that others could not see, and established a unique resonance between two people, so that each other You don't have to be cautious about the end of your relationship, even if you treat it as it was.

It's like meeting for the first time, what a beautiful promise.

Chi Mei stood up, walked in slowly, needed to support the wall, but fell down again due to exhaustion, the horns on his head could no longer be covered, and the fluffy tail was sticking out. He looked ahead and kept cheering himself up , "Hold on a little longer."

But at this time, with a brief breeze, the mist suddenly dissipated, and the fragrance of flowers suddenly entered his nose. Chi Mei raised his head, but was flickered by the golden light in front of him. He first saw that the delicate lotus petals were almost transparent, and above the lotus was a blur He couldn't see clearly the shadow exuding lustrous light, nor could he see clearly.

He knew that he had finally seen him.

"Master, please save Tao Shanze."

He spoke with great effort, and after he finished speaking, he felt extremely familiar, as if in the long river of time, there was a moment when he knelt on the desolate ground, looking at the endless chaos in front of him, not knowing when it would end .

"Why do you want to save him?" The monk in front of him stepped down from the rosette, "Yesterday you were anxious to find me, now that you have found me, you should tell me the reason?"

"Yesterday?" Chi Mei was startled, thinking of the little Taoist priest he saw, because of the opportunity of Buddhism, in front of thousands of people, there were many avatars, and he had already seen the deity yesterday.

"I brought him in, I don't want him to die." Chi Mei said with a hoarse voice, weak but tenacious.

"You have been in hell for a long time, you should know that the world is impermanent, people's life and death have their own destiny, and you have no right to interfere." The monk said.

"Having said that, I want to ask for variables in the fixed number." Chi Mei raised his head vigorously, "It also makes this Liao Zhai Pagoda more warm."

Tao Shanze listened to everything in his eyes, but he knew that in the long years, if one person can make this time colorful, it will be a variable.

He thought he saw Chi Mei.

And Chi Mei saw him.

The dense fog shrouded again, but the monk standing on the lotus had disappeared. On the ground where he had just been, there was a lotus petal, which was almost transparent. He held it carefully in his palm, and then resolutely tore half of it. Fang put it in his arms.

He returned to Tao Mansion, carefully carried Tao Shanze out of the coffin, and fed the remaining half lotus petal into his mouth.

Sure enough, within less than a stick of incense, his already cold body gradually became warm, a strong heartbeat came from his chest, and Tao Shanze finally opened his closed eyes again.

Chi Mei looked at him quietly, neither of them spoke.

Silence is worth a thousand words.

But at this time Erlang ran over stumblingly, looking at the mourning hall in front of him, he still didn't understand what was going on, "What's wrong?"

He habitually asked, and then said like offering a treasure: "Guess what I found?"

Chi Mei said hoarsely, "What?"

With this face on his face now, Erlang thought it was the concubine, and his tone was not very good for a moment, "You go out."

Tao Shanze's face was pale, and he wanted to stand up but couldn't stand firmly. Chi Mei carefully supported him, "Second brother, this is your sister-in-law."

Erlang curled his lips, and didn't want to participate in Tao Shanze's affairs anymore, so he said excitedly: "Then the village surnamed Wang burned down? No one wants to go there, but I do. They framed me, so I naturally want to see theirs." What the corpse looks like, spit on him, guess what, I found this in the corpse of the county magistrate and the corpse of the Taoist priest."

He stretched out his hand, spread out his palm, and there was a piece of mud in his hand, but the mud was as bright as amber, with small petals wrapped in it.

"This is..." Tao Shanze was startled, the page!

"Yes," Tao Shanze made sure he didn't say anything later, but he heard Erlang's very natural reply, "Next time I have a chance to drink with you under the moon, Osmanthus Noodles is in debt."

Erlang chuckled.

The back door leading to the courtyard was shaky, and there seemed to be light overflowing inside, Chi Mei took Tao Shanze's hand, "Let's go, I found it."

Tao Shanze nodded, but when he was about to walk over, he turned his head to look at Erlang, and asked by accident, "Aren't you going?"

Erlang picked up his wine glass with a smile, "Brother, I still want to drink my sweet-scented osmanthus wine. How can there be such a thing in the world?"

"No matter where you are, you are alive."

When the strong light hit, Tao Shanze opened his eyes again and was already in his living room.

It was still a mess, there were scattered hairs everywhere, and the bed was flooded. Beside him, Chi Mei couldn't help coughing, "Why is this so hairy, can it all be mine?"

"Chi Mei," Tao Shanze asked instead of answering his question, "Do those ghosts in the Liaozhai world know that they are in the Liaozhai Tower?"

"Are you asking me because of Erlang?"

"Well, he seems to know he's just stuck in a corner."

Chi Mei chuckled, her voice still a little hoarse, "As long as one is happy, isn't it the same everywhere? He likes to drink sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and it's only available there. It's a good place for him."

He got up with a smile and picked up the vacuum cleaner, but at this moment, because he had spent too much spiritual power in the world, his big tail was exposed again. He shook his tail and lifted Tao Shanze to himself, "Don't think about it anymore , it’s full of worrying things, it’s annoying to think about it.”

Tao Shanze was lifted up in the air by him and came to him, wrapped his arms around his neck, buried his head on his shoulders, sniffed his body desperately, and said in a deep voice, "Well, I don't want to."

"No, why don't you refute me?" Chi Mei smiled.

"Does it still hurt?"

"what?"

"It's nothing, I just saw a fool desperately climbing up. He is obviously a person who can scare the ghosts, but he is willing to climb the mountain." Tao Shanze said in a muffled voice.

Chi Mei put down her tail and hugged him, "Isn't it good to climb a mountain? Otherwise, how can I hug you now?"

Two people hug each other in silence, this is the world.

The smoke is still there.

Song Tao looked at the little boy in the chemotherapy room, the thick needle pierced into the boy's lower back, the boy bit his lip and remained silent, trembling all over, sweating profusely, but raised his head to look at him with effort, obviously it was one-way Glass, he can't see anything, but it seems that they have a sense of touch, they can see each other.

This is Chu Qiang's fifth year in this world, and he has four more years left.

Nine, to yang, to emptiness.

Only one step away from ten.

His hand was pressing on the glass, and there was a faint breath on it, his pupils were dilated, but he looked forward with great effort, and finally, using all his spiritual power, he could see clearly that Qiang was holding something tightly in his hand.

That is Little White Dragon.

He bought it for Chu Wei, who told him in a childish voice that it was a little white dragon who could protect others.

Especially like his big brother.

But he couldn't keep a person in the long cycle of reincarnation.

The burning heat in the palm of his hand was still there, and when he turned around, he saw a familiar figure at the end of the corridor.