soul ferry

?In the middle of the night, a woman's figure flashed in the archive room where the book of life and death was stored.

She shuttled between rows of tall bookshelves, as if looking for something.

"The death register of Jibei County, Zhili Province. Great, I finally found it." The woman took out a notebook, opened it, checked it, and wrote to make changes.

"Slow." A deep voice rang in my ear.

The woman was startled, she hurriedly raised her head, but she was a little surprised when she saw the person coming: "Ah Li?"

The person who came was Zhao Li, and his face was solemn at the moment, "Sister Bai, it is a serious crime to change the life and death book without authorization. You really think about it when you do this?"

Sister Bai sighed, "How did you find out?"

"It's very simple. The area I'm in charge of is as big as yours. However, in the past half a month, the number of souls I have collected is three times that of yours. Obviously, you are saving people." Zhao Li paused and said again , "And I also found that you are not the only one doing this."

"Then what are you going to do? Report us?"

"I don't know." Zhao Li said frankly, "Although saving people is a good deed, the duty of the ferryman is to collect souls. Besides, life and death have a fixed number, and violating the destiny may lead to serious consequences. This is what you said before. Taught me."

"But I don't think so now." Sister Bai shook her head, "A Li, do you still remember the time when we were partners?"

Zhao Li nodded.It was the end of the Qing Dynasty, a troubled time when people were not like people and ghosts were not like ghosts.

"Once, I was in charge of taking away the soul of a man. He didn't know he was dead, and he wanted to make money to treat his wife. In fact, his wife died long ago, but he just didn't believe it."

"I remember, when you came back that time, you were very silent."

"That man has never done anything bad in his life." Sister Bai raised the book of life and death in her hand, "similarly, the people on this book have never done anything bad. Why did they die? Because of destiny? What is destiny? It's just God's wishful thinking arrangement!" She was a little excited.

Zhao Li said nothing, his eyes were as calm as water, without any emotion.After a while, he raised his head and looked directly at Sister Bai, "Count me in."

In the three years of Yihai, Gengzi, and Xinchou, natural disasters and man-made disasters intervened, and the Central Plains suffered severe drought.In the year of hunger, a piece of steamed bread and half a corn can save a life.

My countrymen, my compatriots, my brothers and sisters, let's get over it!If you pass by, the flowers will bloom again one day; if you pass by, one day, spring will come.