"Really, you've been walking in the rain?" Wang Xiaotian sucked a pearl from the milk tea and chewed, "That's not good about going to school, there is no dormitory to go back to." ”

"They were waiting for an umbrella, and I plunged headlong into the rain because I knew it wouldn't stop. Wei Wencang said softly, and then saw an umbrella covering it.

A pair of slender long legs in black pantyhose, a short black cotton skirt, and an off-the-shoulder sweater - Zhu Zihan, who once made a bet with him in an interview, and mocked him afterwards for Low and embarrassed girl, she would actually hold an umbrella for herself?

Wei Wencang froze in place, neither walking, nor not leaving. Although this girl hurt herself, in fact, he didn't blame her, and later helped her get takeout and express delivery several times, but did this repay the favor too late?

"Can you come with me?" Zhu Zihan said.

"Okay. Wei Wencang caught a glimpse of the black gas above her head, and thought that she was in a bad mood because she had fallen out of love.

This is because he has not learned the knowledge properly, and the negative emotions in the black generally represent fear or resentment.

"Wei Wencang, are you afraid of death?" she asked suddenly.

Wei Wencang looked at Zhu Zihan suspiciously, not understanding why she would ask such a question, but he still replied, "I'm not afraid."

Whether it was him in the past or he is now, he is not afraid of death. In the past, he was discouraged, and in that environment, he envied orphans and girls.

If it's an orphan, you don't have to hear your parents' quarrels and nagging, everything can be self-reliant, live completely for yourself, if it's a girl, he won't be bullied by those guys in junior high school, and the beauty may be pursued by countless boys to get out of singleness......

Now that he is a hero, he should put life and death aside, the most important thing is that he is very confident in his own strength, if he can draw with Commander-in-Chief Lin, will he be afraid of death?

Zhu Zihan didn't make fun of Wei Wencang this time, but was silent and took him into a fried rice shop.

Wei Wencang glanced at the time on his mobile phone, and at 10:57, it seemed that it was no problem to have lunch.

He used to have a mechanical watch, but since his mobile phone can read the time, he is too lazy to wear it anymore.

Wei Wencang ordered a tenderloin fried rice, Zhu Zihan ordered a curry fried rice, and the two sat down on their seats facing each other.

Hell, why did you eat with her while walking? Wei Wencang wordlessly waited for the fried rice to come out, feeling embarrassed in his heart, and just wanted to end it quickly. Alas, can't you refuse the girl's request even after taking off the order?

There were no other diners around, so cold that there was only a monotonous sound of fried rice, and Zhu Zihan didn't speak, Wei Wencang was a little strange, seeing her staring straight at herself, her eyes were dark...... Hmm? Why are these eyes like black holes, I'm dazzled? Why...... Suddenly I feel like I'm being sucked in, and my head is a little dizzy?

Wei Wencang held his forehead, feeling that the sky was dark for a while, he closed his eyelids, trying to relieve the discomfort, but he lay directly on the table, unconscious.

Before fainting, he seemed to hear Zhu Zihan say, "I'm afraid of death."

The bustling neighborhood is full of people.

Here, whenever someone walks through a fixed section of road, they involuntarily move a few steps to the side, and their disgusted gaze passes through it.

For there was a woman of fifteen or sixteen years old squatting on the side of the road, her clothes were in tatters, her hair was messy with weeds, half white and half black and white, holding a baby of two or three years old in her arms, with a porcelain bowl at her feet, looking at the ground with begging eyes.

When a few well-wishers who had just arrived in this neighborhood saw this, they came over and took out the coins on their bodies, and wanted to throw them into the porcelain bowls.

"Thank you, thank you for ......"

The woman looked up, and the left side of her face was festering and pus-filled, and the right side of her face was covered with red envelopes the size of beans, as if it had been half burned by fire, half stung by swarms of bees—so was the case for anyone who had seen her face.

The well-wishers let out hellish screams, and they retracted their hands as if they had been burned, and hurriedly turned around and hurried away.

The woman was stunned for a moment, silent tears rolling in her eyes, and she lowered her head, gently shaking the hungry baby who had just woken up from her slumber, and coaxed "Don't cry, don't cry."

She hadn't eaten for two days, and her emaciated body couldn't have enough milk to quench the baby's hunger and thirst.

Passers-by secretly laughed at her, because every time someone gave her a coin, she stubbornly raised her head, and everyone was scared away.

They wondered why this stupid woman would not bow her head at that time, and could a beggar with an unrecognizable face maintain that ridiculous dignity when her life was not guaranteed?

No one believes it, only stupid women believe it!

Suddenly, the ghost of the floating appeared in front of the woman, silently.

No one saw the ghost, only the woman noticed a fresh breeze blowing across her face.

She stubbornly raised her head again, the ghost did not scream and run away like the others, she could not see his face clearly, only the darkness.

The ghost didn't say a word, he threw her a piece of gold, and turned away. Only the surprised woman was left kowtowing to him.

"You must be surprised why I don't hate this woman like everyone else, right?" An abrupt voice sounded from Wei Wencang's ears, like several leaves fluttering in his ears.

Wei Wencang found himself sitting on a bamboo chair in a bamboo house, where the floor was made up of bamboo poles, and a bamboo window opened in front of him, reflecting the lush bamboo forest.

The ghost figure stood in front of the window, his back to Wei Wencang, as if he was talking to himself.

"The essence of all things in life has not changed, what has changed, but a layer of skin and a pile of flesh on the appearance of a person. The ghost sighed, "Everyone's structure is nothing more than a skeleton, no matter how good-looking they are, they are just skeletons, no matter how ugly they are, they are still skeletons, and there is no superiority or inferiority." ”

"But the world is confused by the surface, and what makes people laugh is that they don't realize that the difference between themselves and the woman is just a beautiful skin. ”

Wei Wencang was silent, he felt that this ghost shadow meant something, he thought of Lin Hao, maybe he really just loved her beauty?

The picture changes for a while, then faintly and then clearly.

It was the same street again, and the woman was still crouching beside the street, her bowl still empty.

The ghost shadow reappeared, and as Wei Wencang had seen before, he threw another piece of gold to the woman, and when the woman was about to say something thanks, a sudden change occurred: the ghost conjured a dagger from his hand and stabbed directly into the baby in the woman's arms!

The woman froze, and slowly, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, she cried out loud as she held the dead baby, and the people in the street continued to come and go, as if they had not seen what had happened.

The ghost did not go away, he bent down and whispered something into the woman's ear, and the woman suddenly stopped crying and smiled, she got up with the dead baby in her arms, bowed to him, and disappeared into the crowd with a smile.

"You...... Why did you kill that baby? It was a life! What did you say to that woman?"

Wei Wencang, who returned to the bamboo house, stared angrily at the ghost, and outside the bamboo window, the green bamboo leaves were withered and yellowed into mud.

"I told her that a piece of gold is enough for her to enjoy happiness for a long time, but with her child it is different, it won't be long before she still has to take the child to beg for a living, rather than causing the child to suffer in the future, it is better to die directly with a knife, which not only saves the child from suffering in the future, but also allows her to find a job and live a life of food and clothing alone, why not?"

"Every life has the right to live! But you deprived that child of his rights!" Wei Wencang said in a fierce voice.

"Every life has the right to live?" the ghost chuckled, "and have you ever wondered if you have the right to live when you shoot a mosquito to death?

"It's different! It's harmful to humans!" Wei Wencang retorted.

"According to what you say, all creatures that are harmful to humans should not live in the world?" the ghost shadow frightened Wei Wencang with a rhetorical question.

"Human beings are still selfish after all, speaking of which, a baby is naturally more important than a mosquito's life in the eyes of humans. ”

"But for nature, all life is equal, there is no one who is more important than the other, and in the eyes of nature, there is no difference between killing the baby and swatting a mosquito to death. ”

"People are people, mosquitoes are mosquitoes, and races are different......"

"Hehe, in the end, this is still a world of the jungle, no matter how people set the rules, it will not change. "The rules of the world are the law of the jungle, and the rules should never be something that humans have customized to restrain the strong and maintain the weak." ”

The scene changed again, and what appeared in front of Wei Wencang's eyes was a river, but the bad thing was that there was a swollen female corpse floating on the river, which seemed to have been dead for a long time.

"She was targeted by several thugs, who cut her throat with a knife from behind and snatched the gold from her hand. The ghost shadow said with a little regret, "Beautiful things can also become the sickle of death in the blink of an eye, and if the sky wants you to die, you have to die, this is fate." ”

"But if you're powerful enough to change the rules of humanity, you're not only in control of your own destiny, but you can also control the fate of others. ”

"What exactly do you want to express?" Wei Wencang frowned.

"Forget your fallen past, abandon your emotions, let's change the rules together, and then you will be one under one and above ten thousand. The ghost bewitched.

"Forget...... Fallen once?abandon emotions, change the rules?" Wei Wencang repeated these words, what memories seemed to be blurring and fading, he couldn't remember, he only remembered the previous picture, and the words of ghosts.

"Change the rules and become a human being, just like the emperor, the world is in my hands. With a wave of the ghost's hand, the bamboo house where he and Wei Wencang were located instantly turned into a magnificent palace, they sat on the throne, wearing dragon robes, and the maids of the country were serving left and right, and below were Wan Chen kneeling, shouting "Long live my emperor".

Wei Wencang's eyes lit up, this feeling was ...... Seems to be pretty good.

"You originally had nothing, but it was I who gave you power and beauty, and you were grateful, so you wanted to serve me as the Lord. "The ghost is seductive.

"I have nothing...... Grateful ......," Wei Wencang muttered.

"Wake up! This person is brainwashing you!" Ren Faran's consciousness suddenly separated from his consciousness, and a person who was exactly the same as Wei Wencang stood between the two.