The road on Nanjing West Road is clean and seems to be spotless, and as far as the eye can see, in the shade of the rich plane trees, it is like a holy place.

It's just that what people can't see, the tireless sanitation workers, who are painting the glamour of the magic capital day and night.

The magic capital is not only full of money and desire, but there are also many people who enjoy life in the ordinary, and live an unknown life.

In those paths and alleys, you can still see the old buildings that have been painted new, the low-rise residential buildings, which are not the same as the current corridors, not embedded in the building, but an extension of the outside of the building wall, like trees and vines, beautifully intertwined, up the stairs, a door, a small window, silent, Tranquility stands there, like a family waiting for a wanderer, and at night, the light will shine through the small window, not dazzling, but very warm, like a lover's longing gaze, wordlessly telling all the indescribable tenderness and sweetness.

The corridor is full of the taste of life, there is no false decency, some of them are potted flowers for leisure, some are climbing the hiking vines full of pastoral fun, and some set up drying racks, and on the sun, a piece of half-dried clothes are hung there, telling the taste of life.

When I was lucky, I could see bra panties hanging on them, purple and red, cotton or lace, and when I saw it by chance, I couldn't help but be startled at first, then smile, and finally somehow helped the owner of the house to become shy.

The taste is hidden in the shade of the plane trees on both sides of the road, I don't know where its beauty is, but my heart is full of beauty.

——

I sat in the café on the second floor of Hang Lung's mall, which is the most comfortable place I feel outside of Starbucks.

The environment in the mall is peaceful, and it is pleasant for me to sit in my position and watch all this leisurely.

It's just that there are very few seats in this café, and I have tried to sit in a few times, but I have to miss it because the seats are full.

I'm in luck today.

It is only in this kind of elegant environment that I can not be disturbed by the people who have been spitting around me for years. You can also feel the comfortable quiet.

…… Before I knew it, two years had passed, and the people around me, the chaos and conspiracy, were still like maggots on the tarsal bones, and there was no sign of disappearing.

I thought,

I, who was still surrounded by chaos and intended to be deeply trapped, had no way to find the whereabouts of the girl in Hades with great fanfare.

There is no way, if you find it rashly, not only will it not be beneficial, but it may even bring countless dangers to the girl of Hades, then it is really a bad thing.

The safety of the Hades Order is related to the six realms of reincarnation and the common people in the world, and we must not act hastily.

What's more, it has been reincarnated as a human being, not a dead thing, and how fickle is the human heart?

Hades makes the growth of a girl too much more important than life.

It's just that all of this is still unknown at the moment.

And what I should do most at the moment is to hide. Keep this important thing hidden.

What to do?

Naturally, it is boiled toads in warm water, that is, fish eyes are mixed and the sea is hidden.

First of all, I have to play "myself" well, integrate into "my life", and live freely in the ordinary, without being limited by any circle, only in this way, when the time is ripe, when I walk to her side, others will not notice her specialness at all.

Life is not a play. But society is a stage, and each of us, in society, must embarrass a role on this stage, whatever it may be, ordinary or noble, insidious or straightforward, silent or tongue-inspiring, ignorant or erudite......

And my role is a "martial artist".

Since childhood, he has studied Buddhism and martial arts, went to school at the age of eight, studied art at the age of 20, and studied literature at the age of 26.

I have basically spent my life in the constant search for knowledge and self-knowledge.

It is precisely because of this that I am not ready to learn more new knowledge now, "There is a road and a diligent path in the book mountain, and there is no end to the hard work of learning the sea...... I don't want to spend my whole life studying.

Life shouldn't be so boring.

The fundamental purpose of reading is to find knowledge and reason, but life itself is not an endless pursuit. Life doesn't need to be searched, it's in us.

My life is a kind of "artistic conception", what about the girl who was reincarnated in the world? What about others?

Don't ask sentient beings, ask yourself,

What is life?

——

Practicing martial arts is good, martial arts is good, although the life of martial arts is hard, but the body is hard, the heart is not bitter, no matter how much material, the soul is very simple and clean, and "I" is just like that.

Then keep doing the hard work!

Although I also want to try to be a sparring partner in the ring, I am in a chaotic situation, and when I am not careful, I will be interpreted as a "malicious provocation" by a "person with a heart", and I will be the king and hegemon.

In that case, it will not be conducive to the main direction of my life.

So I had to endure it first, and then talk about it later, and I didn't rush for a while.

I started looking for a job as a laborer, and now this kind of job is very easy to find, and I found and negotiated a job after a few hours, which is a job in charge of logistics and distribution, with a monthly salary of 6,000 yuan, and I can eat with my physical ability, if I have good skills in the future, and the work is beautiful, the bonus plus one plus, the monthly salary is seven or eight thousand, and even ten thousand yuan can be done.

Although this amount of money is really nothing in those rich circles, it is still good in ordinary life circles.

And for me, it is naturally even better, I must have very low material requirements, I can eat and clothe me, enough for my living expenses, it is enough.

I'm not like a mortal who has to support his wife and children, and I have a lot of money troubles, I just need to satisfy myself.

For a person who has no desires, this is too easy to satisfy.

Walking out of the logistics company, this is no longer Jing'an District, but the other side of the Huangpu River, the direction of "Pudong New Area".

Of course, this is naturally not Lujiazui, the area where every inch of land is valuable.

The old word "Pudong New Area" that I am used to calling in my memory is what everyone used to when I came to Shanghai in 2006, and now it is 2022, or it should have been called Pudong District a long time ago.

At that time, the word "new" was added, which was a kind of "joking" for the older generation of Modu people, with a taste of ridicule.

The old man of Modu said: I would rather have a bed in Huangpu than a house in Pudong.

…… Well, I don't know how to feel about the current Lujiazui and Tomson products.

——

I found a house to rent near the outskirts of Pudong.

This is a very secluded place, a three-story old house, but not the kind of completely antique wooden house, it is an old house with cement walls that has been renovated with technology, and because it has not been repaired for many years, the exterior wall paint in many places has fallen, revealing the appearance of cement plain gray, and it has experienced wind and rain for many years, which looks mottled.

There are many weeds in the suburbs, and the suburbs of the magic capital are still the same.

Looking from a distance, the weeds are among them, the mottled old house, the black doors and windows......

The feeling reveals a strange sense of "don't approach the living".

But I still rented it, because the rent was cheap, less than 1,000 yuan, and it was a large bedroom.

What's even better is that although the old house is rented out in strata, there doesn't seem to be anyone else living here except for me.

Even though the old landlord told me that there was another family renting here, I couldn't hear it at all, and I couldn't see people in the yard.

As for the old landlord and his wife, because the son works in the magic capital and the grandson has no one to take care of, they have gone to the city to live in the son's house to take care of the grandson.

I ended up purified and satisfied. It feels like renting a whole house with a monthly rent of less than 1,000 yuan, even in the suburbs, this is also the magic capital, every inch of land is expensive, and I am happy when I think about it.

I lived like this, bought a battery car, and my work and life in the magic capital were temporarily settled.

As for the people who are around me, I don't care to pay attention to them, regardless of which corner they are watching now.

They're making money anyway, and I'm just going to take care of myself.

This mess has never had anything to do with me.

——

It's been a week of work.

Ligong's work is very similar to practicing kung fu, both of which are very tiring things, so I don't worry about insomnia at night, and I sleep very soundly.

Although there seemed to be something strange waking me up in the middle of the night during the week, it was also because I was physically sharp and had a strong sense of preparedness for accidents and dangers. My own mind was lazy, no matter what strange it was, anyway, I woke up in a daze, and I couldn't see the danger, and I didn't want to get up and interrupt my hazy sleep, so I turned around and went back to sleep.

But tonight, it seems that there is no way to stay in bed anymore.

Because when I opened my eyes, in front of me, a female ghost in red was spitting out her tongue that was mopping the floor, and she was grabbing at me with her teeth and claws!

On the ground, a "blood path" spread by a bloody tongue shimmered in a dazzling light in the moonlight through the window lattice.

The magpie outside the house fluttered up in the middle of the night, climbed up the window lattice strangely, and a pair of "cold" eyes stared at me in the room, "quack" strange screams.

At night, if there is no lamp, then there is no cemetery.

Behind the magpie is the dark night that cannot be seen, boundless......

In the round eyes of the female ghost, the pitch-black pupils are the same as the weird magpie, except for the blood and tears that keep dripping down her cheeks!

Ten long, beering nails, inch by inch, scratched at my stomach, my heart, my throat, my eyes......

The magpie spread its wings and flapped on the window, making a muffled "pop" sound, and the sound of tearing "quack, quack......

The crow hides in the darkness and waits for the dead body, and the magpie gives the good news by daytime,

Upside down?

this world.