I am in the crematorium, Wen Dang A Piao

The two errants also saw Xin Zhuo after howling, and one of the talkative eyes lit up, and used ghostly eyes on the spot to hide the abnormal situation from them, "Master Dao, it's you, Are you here to hunt ghosts?"

"Come on vacation, why are you here?" Xin Zhuo said while folding ingots.

The errand stared greedily at Yuan Bao, quite envious, "Good vacation, we are here on a business trip, this uncle, he lived in the same city as you before he died, and his registered permanent residence is there, within our jurisdiction , even if the soul comes here after death, we have to be responsible... Oh, yes, Daoist, your friend should be by your side... No, no, we are not going to arrest him, we are not qualified to accept him soul."

Xin Zhuo's hand that folded Yuanbao had stopped, and his face was cold, "Who told you?"

"It's what our Lord Chenghuang said. The last time we went to report on work, he said that if he meets you next time, he will tell you that your friend is absolutely free. If he doesn't want to be reincarnated, there is no ghost who dares to hook his soul. "

Xin Zhuo was stunned when he heard that, and took off the talisman attached to Shi Huaixi's body. Shi Huaixi moved his body, and curiously asked the two servants, "What is my background?"

"Oh, you don't know it yourself, let alone us."

Xin Zhuo burned the ingot to them, "What's the matter with this ghost?"

Yincha stuffed ingots into his sleeve and said, "Here, we will pick him up for reincarnation tomorrow night, but he doesn't know what's going on with his legs. He's been dead for a year and hasn't grown out yet. Daoist, please show it, otherwise, if he reincarnates like this, his legs will be like this in the next life."

The ghost sat still silent, as if he didn't hear anything.

Generally speaking, no matter what the state of life is, after death, the soul is complete. Even if it is incomplete at the beginning, it will become complete within a month at most. Xin Zhuo is also the case that it has not recovered after a year like this. It's the first time I've heard of it.

Taoist priests and ghost messengers are very willing to help such benevolent souls. Xin Zhuo took out a yellow talisman and a cinnabar pen from his small bag, "Name and date of birth."

The ghost reported it to the messenger, Shi Huaixi subconsciously calculated, and found that the ghost had lived for 42 years. He looked at the ghost, he was thin, pale, and his facial features were a bit dull and delicate. It was impossible to tell that he was over 40 years old. .

Xin Zhuo drew a soul-attracting talisman, and the talisman floated on the ghost's empty trousers, and he recited the spell silently. After the talisman was burned, nothing changed, "His soul here is dead and cannot be regenerated."

The soul will also die. When a certain part is forgotten or rejected by the owner, that part of the soul will perish.

This is also quite rare.

"There is another way, you can use part of his luck to replenish his soul."

Yin Cha quickly looked at the ghost, "Grandpa, tell me, can you do this?"

The ghost looked at them quietly, then floated up and bowed, "Thank you, but I don't want to be reincarnated."

"I said this again, you should think clearly, if you don't want to be reincarnated, your soul will fly away after the time of reincarnation."

Shi Huaixi was taken aback, "Is the consequence so serious?"

"It's his soul that can't hold on anymore. He is too far away from his body, and he has no living relatives to care about him. If it wasn't for the scheduled reincarnation time to protect him, he would have died long ago."

The ghost looked calm, "That's it, I've worked hard for you all this time."

Yin Cha waved his hand, "It's the responsibility, no matter what, we will come over when the time comes, then we will go first, and the Taoists will see you again."

Seeing that they left, the ghost was about to sit down again. His soul was weak and wobbly. Shi Huaixi stretched out his hand to help him sit down. Between the touch of soul and body, Shi Huaixi felt a coolness, "What are you doing to become a black cat?" ?”

The ghost replied: "I wander around the neighborhood every day. I haven't seen the flower seller in the past two days. I went to her house to check the situation. I didn't expect to scare people."

On the way, Shi Huaixi recalled his expression when he said these words, and couldn't help but look back. In the misty drizzle, the ghost was sitting against the wall, bowing his head, like a silent sculpture, or like a wandering duckweed.

Shi Huaixi was sure that he was the ghost they saw last night.

"Xin Zhuo," Shi Huaixi said softly, "I want to mind my own business."

"You want him to be reincarnated?"

Shi Huaixi shook his head, "I want him to wake up before making a decision."

He could see the ghost's state, numb and muddled.

"Xin Zhuo Xin Zhuo, come with me."

Xin Zhuo put his arms around his arms, "What do you want to do?"

"We already know his name, so we can ask the granny who sells flowers first. I have a hunch that they may know each other, but if we can't find anything, I will rely on you."

Xin Zhuo was more than happy to let him rely on him, "Find a place to eat first, we'll go and ask in the afternoon."

"Well, then you can tell your uncles and aunts in the group."

In fact, even if Shi Huaixi didn't have this idea, Xin Zhuo planned to try his best to help.

They Taoist priests will eliminate evil spirits and evil spirits, and will also lead the way for good souls.

They found a shop for lunch, and then wandered around for a while. At two o'clock in the afternoon, Xin Zhuo stood in front of the wooden gate and knocked on the door.

It was the thin middle-aged woman at noon who came out, she still remembered Xin Zhuo, "It's you, what's the matter?"

"Please ask your mother if she knows a person named Fu Xiao who lived here when she was young and moved away when she was about ten years old."

The woman had a good impression of Xin Zhuo, so although this question was rather strange, she was still willing to ask, "Then you wait outside."

After the door closed, Shi Huaixi asked, "Did you figure out the last sentence?"

Xin Zhuo raised his eyebrows, and was satisfied to hear a compliment, "Xin Zhuo, you are amazing, what else have you achieved?"

Xin Zhuo heard footsteps getting closer, "I'll talk about it later."

Not a while after he finished speaking, the door was opened, and this time it was an old woman with gray hair and a kind face who opened the door. She looked at Xin Zhuo in a daze, "Are you his son?"

Xin Zhuo paused, not planning to have this temporary father, "No." He really can't lie, and Shi Huaixi also felt that it was too immoral to deceive an old man, so they decided to tell the truth.

Xin Zhuo said exactly what Shi Huaixi taught him, "Fu Xiao has been dead for a year now, and he doesn't want to be reincarnated now, otherwise he will lose his soul. I am a Taoist priest, and I want to know more about him. Do what you can to save him."

In fact, he didn't have much expectation for the effect of this passage, after all, he was quite sick when he heard it.

However, the expression of the old man in front of her became sad, she opened the door and beckoned him to come in, "He really passed away..."

Xin Zhuo followed her in, "You know he passed away?"

"I dreamed about him a year ago. I dreamed that he was sitting under the wall of their house, and his legs were disabled... His legs really..."

Xin Zhuo nodded, sat opposite her, and put the snacks he bought on the table, "Yes."

Shi Huaixi quietly poured tea for the old grandma, and the latter obediently poured the tea, and put it in front of the old man with some snacks.

"Thank you." The old man's hands were full of traces of time, and she was holding the teacup. "Fu Xiao is a poor child. He lives with his mother. When his mother treats him well, she is really good, but she beat him up." When he was playing, he hit him very hard."

"Why beat him?"

"His mother hates that he likes to dance."

Fu Xiao is a very quiet child, he is very polite and well-behaved, quite lovable.

He likes to dance very much, and everyone who has seen him dance is full of praise. She originally thought that these people should be coaxing children. How could there be such an exaggeration?

Until one day she went to catch the morning market, and on the way back, in the misty drizzle, she saw Fu Xiao dancing in a bluestone alley.

His small body stretched out in the rain, with incredible beauty and unspeakable sense of rhythm, like dancing music.

He seems to be in control of the sound of rain falling, the speed of falling leaves, and the joy and sorrow of the spectators.

She watched him dance quietly, and she believed that he belonged to the spirit of dancing, and he would dance with him to shine.

Until the woman whose face was distorted by anger appeared, insulted him like crazy, beat him, and dragged him away roughly, the dancing elf turned into a child with no power to resist, she hurried up to stop, and the people passing by also hurried to go Persuasion, this is how to persuade women.

It's just that there were more and more such situations later, Fu Xiao became more and more silent, and his body wounds became more and more. Two years later, when Fu Xiao was ten years old, he moved away with his mother.

"Afterwards, I never heard from Fu Xiao again."

Silence spread for a while, Xin Zhuo lowered his eyes and took out two safety charms folded into a triangle and handed them over, "Thank you for telling us this."

The old lady held his hand, "Please also, let him reincarnate well. He has suffered too much in this life, and he will be fine in the next life."

Xin Zhuo answered her solemnly, "I will try my best."

When he walked out, Shi Huaixi looked at the continuous drizzle and said sullenly, "Will his next life be fine?"

Xin Zhuo calculated according to the approximate reincarnation time, "Every hour of tomorrow night is good."

Shi Huaixi hummed lightly.

Xin Zhuo looked at his serious side face, clasped his wrist vainly, his palm was cold, and said, "I'm here, don't worry."

Shi Huaixi raised his lips, "Okay."

Thinking about this matter in his heart, Shi Huaixi was a little listless and very sleepy.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, he was sitting on the table as Xin Zhuo's town paper, his head lowered from sleepiness, Xin Zhuo pinched him, "Go to bed first when you are sleepy."

Shi Huaixi hugged his fingers subconsciously, leaned on his hand, and muttered, "I haven't changed my sleep yet..."

He fell asleep before he finished speaking.

Xin Zhuo held him lightly, got up and walked to the bed and paused again, put the puppet in his pocket, and continued to draw symbols.

From childhood to adulthood, as long as it is what he promised, he will do it, and this time is no exception.

Shi Huaixi realized that he was dreaming.

He is dancing, only the sound of wind and rain is in his ears, his heart is full of joy and happiness, his movements are light and free, the rain dances between his fingers, the wind blows through the leaves, through the alleys, playing songs that only he can play Understand the music.

They seemed to be one, as if the next moment he could ride the wind up the tree and dance on every leaf.

Everything in the world is his audience.

They all love his dancing.

However, the next moment, everything disappeared.

His whole body was in pain, and the woman's sharp voice sounded——

"You're a boy, how can you dance like this?"

"I won't let you dance!"

"Are you a pervert? How could I give birth to a child like you!"

"If I had known that you were like your beast father, I should have strangled you as soon as you were born!"

"If you dance again, I will break your legs!"

Time and time again, he could no longer hear the music written by wind and rain.

He began to hate, hated why he had the ability to make his mother suffer.

If only I could make it go away.

He stood on a tall building and jumped down.

Mom changed, she cried and said she was wrong.

She also cried like a devil.

However, a familiar voice came eagerly, "Shi Huaixi! Shi Huaixi!"

Shi Huaixi struggled to wake up, "Xin Zhuo..."

Xin Zhuo woke up from Shi Huaixi's painful groan, and then heard him start to sob softly, the cry seemed to be stuffed in his throat, it was low and hoarse, he could feel his heart ache when he heard it, now Seeing him wake up, he breathed a sigh of relief, "What's wrong?"

"Dreaming..."

Xin Zhuo hated a dream for the first time.

"Xin Zhuo," Shi Huaixi's voice was still choked with dreams, "Let's let Fu Xiao dance again."

The author says:

The second watch should be at nine or ten, and I'll do it as soon as possible.

I reported to the police for the first time in my life today, and the matter has been resolved, but I have to take it easy, the update will be later.

Then the subsequent double changes also changed the time, one at [-]:[-] p.m. and one at [-]:[-] p.m.

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