Chapter 701, Injustice
Li Yun silently looked at the five incense coins and sighed softly.
Five incense coins mean that this money is entangled not only with the wish of one person, but with the wish of many people.
The money that can carry the wishes of many people, the banks in the world probably can't print it, only the honor of the Heaven and Earth Bank...
Produced by Tiandi Bank, it must be a high-quality product.
After the middle-aged aunt came out, Li Yun said, "Do you understand your state?"
"I know, I'm dead. Facing Li Yun's question, the middle-aged aunt's expression was calm, and her face did not fluctuate: "It's just very strange, I didn't know it, so I came casually all the way, but as soon as I entered the Taoist temple, I knew what my state was..."
"The deceased is covered with dust, and he is originally stubborn and resentful, but the layman is a very generous person..."
Taoism is the land of the living and the land of the dead, and after stepping in, the ignorance dissipates and they know their current state.
"What can you do if you don't have a lot of money, you're already dead, I just hope that my family and the child are happy, especially the child in my family, I really don't worry about his character, alas... I regret it, but it doesn't seem to be useful to talk about it now. β
Life and death, thinking unforgettable, the middle-aged aunt soon left the Taoist temple, some nostalgic and nostalgic, some remorseful, and ordinary deceased are not much different.
How many deceased people can truly leave the world without regrets? I'm afraid there aren't many...
There is only the difference between letting go, and not letting go.
This middle-aged aunt not only left the Taoist temple, but also left the world.
The moment she walked out of the Taoist temple, the land of the living could not accommodate her existence.
Unlike ordinary souls that dispersed, when this middle-aged aunt died, she was wrapped in a yellow flame all over her body, until it finally burned out.
First, the clothes burned.
After is the skin.
Flesh and blood.
Body.
Skeleton.
Turned into dust and smoke, dissipatedβ
"Be happy..."
The purest ordinary person, after death, only has a little nostalgia, which is more like an old mother going out to tell her children, ordinary chatter, simple maternal love.
...
Li Yun silently read two scriptures to the middle-aged aunt.
The circulation of scriptures is of no use to the middle-aged aunt who has left, and Li Yun just wants to make herself feel better.
"Life..."
...
The aunt came quietly and went quietly, without taking away a trace of clouds.
Whether the god of three blessings responded to the aunt or not, Li Yun didn't know, after all, the object of prayer was not the middle-aged aunt.
"Dad, Teacher! Why isn't she here? Xiao Su Li, who was tired from playing, threw herself into Li Yun's arms, looked left and right, and didn't see the teacher who had just taught her to study.
Li Yun said softly: "Teacher, the teacher has left..."
"Really... Will you never see her again?"
Su Li's face was a little disappointed, obviously he had just met the teacher.
As far as the six-tailed fox is concerned, he can already faintly feel that he will never see the teacher again.
After Li Yun comforted him for a while, his face gradually became serious.
Hanxiang served Li Yun a glass of water, and then hesitated.
"Senior brother, the one just now... She's..."
"You see it right..."Li Yun's face gradually became serious: "She is an unjust soul, although she is put down, but the unjust soul is still an unjust soul, she doesn't understand when she dies." β
Wronged souls.
The person who died unjustly, the moment he entered the Taoist temple, the resentment on his body had been eliminated, but the unjust death was the unjust death, and there was a special smell on the body, Donghuang Zhong could smell it, Li Yun could also smell it, and the scene when she left reproduced the death at that time.
Consumed by the flames, it eventually became a worthless dry bone.
Liu Yanli, who was playing with her mobile phone, suddenly sighed: "Lao Li, have you read the recent news, the recent series of car accidents, was hit by an overloaded unlicensed truck, the last row of cars caught fire, causing a painful tragedy of 5 deaths and 3 injuries, and finally the driver of the big truck escaped... It's a pity, if the truck driver hadn't escaped, these people would have been able to save most of them, after all, the fire only caught fire half an hour after the car accident, and mom, these people were burned to charcoal. β
When she flipped to the scene picture, Liu Yanli hurriedly pulled it over, even if she played a mosaic, the cool feeling could still hit her heart.
Li Yun looked at the news, and indeed, he could feel the despair in the photo through the screen.
Half an hour, he was crushed under the big truck, and as a result, the driver abandoned the car and fled.
At first, he was not killed by the collision, and he felt hope in despair, but because of the perpetrator's behavior, he was covered up by despair, and finally burned out, and the anger and resentment generated can be known if you think about it.
Liu Yanli and Li Yun couldn't help but feel a shudder, feeling terrible for the driver who caused the accident, killing so many people just to escape their responsibility.
"Oh Mom, it's a little scary to think about, it's the same as when you play chicken, there is an eight-fold mirror in the front, a poisonous circle in the back, and there are immortals on the left and right... What a desperate scene. β
"I always feel that there is something wrong with your analogy, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with it. β
Li Yun felt that there were too many slots in it, but now he didn't know where to complain, and the truth was indeed right.
"Do you think the hit-and-run guy would feel guilty? β
"I think so. β
"It's just that it should. β
"Overloading, speeding, hit-and-run, the person who did this, do you think he will be ashamed?"
"Probably..."
......
In the crematorium in the city, a young man dressed in black stared blankly at the incinerator in front of him.
Boom.
The incinerator burns, and it basically doesn't take any effort to turn people into ashes, and the corpse inside instantly turns into a handful of ashes and is put into an urn.
"Go and send your mother, this is the last chance, and you will never see it again. Next to the young man, a middle-aged man with an extremely decadent and depressed face, his face was like death, and his face was not much better than the surrounding corpses, and everyone knew that it was uncomfortable to send his wife away with his own hands.
There is no greater mourning than the death of the heart.
The scene was very deserted, or rather, the people who came to mourn had already come, and now they had left, leaving only the two fathers and sons here, silently saying goodbye.
The boy picked up the urn, wanted to cry but couldn't cry, and the tears had already dried up.
Put the urn in your father's car and let the car take the ashes back to your hometown.
The boy didn't get into the car, even though he wanted to go up and give him a ride.
"It's okay, just send it here, you know what your priority is right now... Don't worry, I'll take care of the fucking kids, don't worry. The middle-aged man drove away directly, leaving the young man standing alone at the door of the crematorium.
Now, there's more important things to do...
After a hasty farewell to his mother, the teenager took a taxi back to school and began the final sprint for the college entrance examination.
After coming to his seat, no one noticed him, and he had long been used to it.
One more him, one less him, no one thinks about it, and no one cares.
"Wang Chengfeng, this question..."
"That's how it is. β
"Thank you. β
Good at going with the flow, good at being with everyone.
Dispensable role, no one will go to him for business, and no one will care about him and ask him what happened during this time off.
"I... Of little consequence. β
"No one is dispensable. β
Wang Chengfeng was stunned, turned around to look, and saw the smiling young man in front of him.
Why did someone suddenly appear in the classroom?
And it's as if no one around you has noticed.
Li Yun didn't say much, and put a talisman in front of Wang Chengfeng.
"He can save your life... But it's up to you to choose how to use it. β
"Why give me this..."Wang Chengfeng subconsciously believed it.
"There is grace in the poor way, cause and effect. β
......
......
The Taoist appeared suddenly, disappeared abruptly, without the slightest defense.
Only the charm with the ghost drawing charm still appeared in front of me.
It indicates that what has just happened is not a dream.
"What is this??," the girl at the same table, who was also unremarkable, asked with some curiosity.
is the same kind of person as Wang Chengfeng, no one pays attention, combs his hair with a bun, wears thick glasses, and has a freckled face.
Ordinary tablemates, ordinary people-
"Oh... I just picked it up. Wang Chengfeng hesitated for a moment and put the charm in his pocket, and until now, Wang Chengfeng is still laughing at himself that he can be so calm.
The death of his mother, the sudden appearance of a Taoist priest, and the ghost drawing talisman left behind.
"You seem to be weird when you come back, something... Tell me about it. The girl at the table said weakly.
Wang Chengfeng stared at the girl's face and was silent for a moment before saying, "Fang Ning, have you experienced it?
"Haven't experienced... I'm sorry..."Fang Ning suddenly guessed what was going on, and fell silent.
"It's nothing, but I'm surprised myself, I don't feel how sad I feel after experiencing these things, you say, it's amazing..."
After sending my mother away, I didn't even have many tears...
The two continued to be silent, which was the daily life of this ordinary pair at the same table, equally ordinary, but without a topic.
However, they can maintain a tacit understanding with each other in many things.
Friend?
I guess so.
At least in many ways, the two were able to understand each other.
However, as a friend, Wang Chengfeng felt that there was too little communication, he didn't know each other's mobile phone numbers, and he didn't even add them, and only when he was in class and after class, he would tell each other some things that were only a few words.
A day without panic is like the first half of Wang Chengfeng's life.
When the bell rang for the end of school, a classmate came up to the two and asked.
"Wang Chengfeng, Fang Ning, go and sing kno..."
It's merediocre, but it's not the type of bullying that will be ignored, at least every time there is an activity in the class, the two will be invited... Of course, Wang Chengfeng knew that his pair of table mates would not have much impact whether they went or not.
Events have protagonists of events, and they are clearly not.
"I have it at home today..."Fang Ning hesitated after looking at Wang Chengfeng: "It's okay at home, I'll go, the old place." β
"Well, what about you, Wang Chengfeng?"
"I... Go..."
...
I didn't go directly to KTV after school, but I put everything I should put back at home before going out...
The house was empty.
Originally, her strict mother might make a pot of soup waiting for her.
It's just that all of this is gone...
Wang Chengfeng felt as if his emotions were blocked by something.
I was a little uncomfortable and panicked.
Halfway through, I happened to see Fang Ning.
was sent by her father, wearing a mask, sunglasses and a windbreaker, like a star who was afraid of being discovered.
Wang Chengfeng laughed at himself, Fang Ning is mediocre, his father can't be a star.
"What a coincidence..."Fang Ning changed his clothes, his old-fashioned school uniform was replaced by a white dress, and some light makeup was painted on his face, making his ordinary face... Still unremarkable.
The man in the trench coat looked at Fang Ning, far, far away, until the end.
"Let's go..."
"Hmm. β
The two walked side by side, like a couple...
It's very tacit, there is no chat, or there is nothing to talk about between the two.
The distance was not far, Fang Ning felt that it was better to find some topics, and said with a smile.
"That's my dad just now, he's super powerful, he's the driver of a big car..."
"It just so happens that my most hated profession is being a driver in a big car. Wang Chengfeng looked at Fang Ning's face and said, "I'm serious..."
The most hated big car driver...
These words directly made Fang Ning unspeakably embarrassed.
"My mother was hit and killed by the driver of the bus, and many people also died because of this driver, just because he wanted to evade responsibility, because of his selfishness..."
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were going through this. Fang Ning really felt sorry and opened his friend's wound.
"It's okay, you don't know... But I'm careful, because one person dislikes a group. But I can't help it, I can't help but hate it, and even if I don't hate it, it must be hypocritical. Wang Chengfeng said: "I'm not a gentleman, but I don't want to be a duplicitous villain." β
"It's not good to be too upright. β
"Hmm..."
The two continued to remain silent, maintaining the tacit understanding and tacit understanding that the two should get along with each other.
A faint feeling sprouted.
Not love.
If Wang Chengfeng is to describe it, it should be a reason for the mutual attraction with the stand-in messenger.
When he got on the elevator, Fang Ning was suddenly bumped into someone.
The wallet fell out.
The photo in the wallet also fell out.
Fang Ning was not good at bending down to pick it up in a skirt, Wang Chengfeng naturally wouldn't leave it alone.
"Thank you..."Fang Ning hurriedly thanked him.
As soon as Wang Chengfeng picked up his wallet, he caught a glimpse of the photo...
The middle-aged man in the photo, next to a brand-new, freshly bought truck, had a sincere smile on his face.
The newly bought car, the kind where the red ribbon has not been removed.
It's too much like...
It's the same truck that hit and killed his mother.
Same.