Shanghai Hai and Zhao Hong came to their home, which is an old-fashioned two-bedroom and one-hall employee welfare house, located in the staff living area of the Shunzhou County Textile Factory, where Shanghai and his wife are middle-level cadres. The moment he went home, Shang Xin had an inexplicable sense of intimacy, this was his first home, and there was a 21-inch color TV in the room, which was bought by his parents when they got married, and it was a rare thing in that era.

"Ah Hai, we have to find someone to register the child. Zhao Hong put the child on the bed, turned around and said.

"Don't worry, I also thought of it, tomorrow morning I will ask someone to go to the police station to register for the child's household registration, today is a day of tossing, I will go out to buy some milk powder and clothes for the child first, you take good care of the child." With that, Shang Hai went out and walked out into the street.

A few days later, this day was the day when the Shunzhou County Textile Factory paid wages, and Shanghai Hai happily ran home, "Ah Hong, tell you good news, our child's household registration has been completed." But seeing Zhao Hong, who had a sad face, Shang Hai suppressed his joy and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The child seems to be sick today. Zhao Hong replied.

"Then let's take the child to the health center in the factory to have a look" After speaking, he hurriedly picked up Shang Xin, pulled Zhao Hong and went to the health center.

When they arrived at the health center, the doctor gave Shang Xin a series of examinations, looked at the anxious couple, and comforted: "It's not a big deal, the average child has a fever, just take some medicine and hang it for a few days." ”

"Thank you, doctor. Hearing the doctor say that it was okay, the big stone in Shang Hai's heart finally fell, and he hurriedly thanked the doctor, and then went to pay the medical bills, and accompanied Shang Xin with Zhao Hong to hang a drip.

Shang Xin suddenly remembered something, before he was reborn, he would get sick every time his parents paid his salary, and this phenomenon gradually disappeared until he was about 6 years old, and his parents' salary income was basically used to treat himself, resulting in a very poor life for the Shanghai family, should all this be done again?

After returning from the hospital, Shang Xin lay in bed and fell into a deep sleep, and he had a very strange dream.

"Who are you, and how do you look exactly like me?" Shang Xin asked, confused.

"I am your twin brother a long time ago, and now I am a ghost cultivator, they all call me a ghost god, I have been with you for three lives, but I have not waited for the opportunity for our brothers to merge. The ghost god stood with his hands in his hands and replied in an invincible manner.

Shang Xin was shocked by this might and asked tremblingly, "My former brother...... Why did you want to merge with me? Are you the ghost who wants to hurt me?"

The ghost god seemed to feel that the power of his own indifference made Shang Xin very uncomfortable, so he retracted his momentum and explained, "Brother, we should be one, and the destruction of the body can be exchanged for the immortality of the soul, so that we can meet again in another dimension, isn't that good?"

"Although I am only a mortal fetus, and now I am just a baby, and I don't even have the ability to resist at all, but I know one thing clearly, since God can arrange for me to die in the future to return here and be reborn, it means that my life should not be extinguished, and it means that you will not be able to merge with me in the future. But now I believe that you are just a dream of mine, and when I wake up you will disappear, and you may even disappear without even scum, and you can't remember anything. Shang Xin didn't have a good impression of this self-proclaimed ghost god at first, and said impatiently.

The ghost god asked with a confused expression, "What died in the future, and what came back here to be reborn?" ”

"Hehe, now I'm going to wake up, it's time for you to disappear. Shang Xin said coldly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

How could you have such a strange dream, and the dream is still clearly vivid, this is not scientific. Since he was reborn and returned to this era, how can there be anything unscientific, it can only be said that the world is so big that there are no wonders, Shang Xin himself quipped.

In this way, for several months, whenever his parents paid his salary, Shang Xin would get sick on time and go to the hospital to hang a drip, and at the same time, the person who claimed to be a ghost and a god, no, a ghost who claimed to be a ghost and a god would appear in Shang Xin's dream, but Shang Xin had been ignoring the ghosts and gods, he suspected that it was just an illusion created by the ghosts that were sealed on his body, because the old saying is that people are easy to see ghosts when the light is low, which is a good confirmation of why this dream will appear every time he is sick.

Over time, Shang Xin's parents also felt very strange, why their son would get sick whenever they paid their salary, and they also went to the Baogong Temple in Shangjia Village to ask the temple manager of the old woman, but the old woman didn't seem to be able to see the way, comforting them that all this might just be a coincidence, as long as Shang Xin kept the body of a child, he would be fine.

It wasn't until this day that Shang Xin realized that there was something strange about him, and that ghosts and gods might be real. This is one day in the summer of 90, and it is the day when the Shanghai Hai couple pays their salaries, Shang Xin habitually goes to the health center to report that he will be on a drip, but the infusion needle can not penetrate Shang Xin's skin, and the doctor has no choice but to give Shang Xin oral medicine to treat the condition.

That night, the ghost reappeared, and he said mysteriously, "I know that you have always refused to admit my existence, so you have always ignored me, but do you want to know why the needle can't penetrate your skin?"

"Is it your ghost?" Shang Xin roared angrily, he didn't have a good impression of this ghost, and he firmly believed that he didn't have any good intentions.

"You'll find out tomorrow, I'm gone. With that, the ghost is gone.

Shang Xin wanted to ask something, but in the dream, Shang Xin was left alone. Until noon the next day, Shang Hai rushed home and said: "Oh no, something happened, there is a problem with the drip in the health center, several colleagues in our factory who hung up the drip yesterday are now in the county hospital, some are afraid of death and can't be saved, fortunately, our child's bizarre needle yesterday can't penetrate the skin, otherwise... I'm afraid to think about it, it must be the manifestation of Bao Gong Bodhisattva. ”

"How can this be, isn't the medical supplies in the health center in the factory always provided by the county hospital, how could this happen?" Zhao Hong asked suspiciously, his heart was also full of worry and fear.

"I don't know, I heard that the health owner used his crooked brains, received kickbacks from the pharmacist, and put the three-no products in the health center for everyone in the factory. Shang Hai said slowly according to the news he heard in the factory.

"It's really a thousand knives, I have always felt that the health center in the factory is our own factory, which is safer, and now they even harm the employees of their own factory, Ah Hai will take the child to the county hospital next time. Zhao Hong was indignant, thought about it and said.

Shang Xin recalled his memories before his death, and it seemed that the incident at the health center did not happen in his memory, and it was possible that he was too young to remember. That night, Shang Xin had been trying to meet the ghost god in his dream, but the ghost god never appeared.

As time passed, Shang Xin's body was growing up little by little, but as always, he got sick every time his parents paid day, the only difference was that the ghosts and gods never appeared again, and it seemed that the wheel of life had returned to its original trajectory and continued to run, as if it was in the past.

Shang Xin is not willing to live in a mess like before, since he is a reborn person, and he has strange things in him, he should pursue those secrets on his body, and he still has the memories of before he was reborn, so he should change something. But my body is really too small now, and I don't even have the ability to take care of myself.