There is no too good way, or squat and wait, Yinyue City is several times larger than Black Rock City, and the population is also several times, the bustling metropolis, there are people coming and going in that corner, the number of people on the right is even larger, and all the Grim Reapers who can be sent out are scattered throughout the city, but there are still some who don't see it, these people have to resign themselves to fate, hoping that Mu Shasha will not have a strong sixth sense, and focus on those who don't follow. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I stood on the balcony of the 20-story building, overlooking the city, and from here, the flow of people was like ants busily shuttling around, and cars were turning into moving matchboxes, panting.

There are tall buildings in the distance, shrouded in a layer of mist, it looks like it will rain heavily soon, this season is a good weather to see the rain, I feel extremely relaxed, and I also pray that Mu Shasha will not go crazy, or go crazy quickly, I want to accompany Xiaoxi when the matter is over, she seems to be living in a hallucination completely this year, some things become habits after a long time, I don't want her to have mental problems.

I don't think my luck will be ridiculously bad, Silver Moon City is much bigger than Black Rock City, even so many Grim Reapers, I can't get it, not to mention that she is alone, how can I be so lucky to meet her.

There was a poor man living on the twentieth floor, seven or eight empty wine bottles lying on the table, cobwebs crawling on the corners, instant noodle boxes piled up on the ground, emitting a rotten and unpleasant smell, the singer babbling and singing on the TV, and the screen flashing from time to time with an unstable snowflake signal.

The emaciated middle-aged man holds the last bottle of wine in his hand, his face expressionless.

I have checked the information of this poor person, I once owned an OEM factory, and I lived a very good life, I thought that life would go on like this, but one day I went home and ushered in a blow.

The lovely wife and son were killed by the robbers who robbed the house and lay in a pool of blood, and from that day he was actually dead.

He sold all his possessions, hired the best detectives, and until he ran out of them, he didn't find out who was so cruel for ten years, and for the other five years he turned himself into a wreck with alcohol.

I feel sorry for him, because I don't have any more permissions, I can only look at a brief introduction to his life, Momo must have detailed information there, that person should die, the orders are issued from her hands, as for the way to die, I don't know how Lord Mawson and Momo decided, if his wife is destined to die in a burglary, you can know who the robber is.

The withered yellow eyes are dull and dull, and the photos he is holding tightly have become yellow and mottled, and after so many years of rubbing the surplus of photos, his soul has long been gone with his wife and children, and every clear memory is the source of pain.

I sat next to him and watched TV with him, life is so helpless, but I don't understand this kind of thing that life and death are destined to doom, the despair of the forest soldiers before they die, Mu Shasha's random choice, and this old man who lives in pain, it is true that there are damned people in this world who are not dead, and those who do not deserve to die leave early.

The longer the god of death works, the more his head thinks, and it is said that he should get used to seeing life and death, but I always have a feeling in my heart that something is wrong, and I don't have much right to express my opinion on who is dead or who lives, so I can only do what the above orders, but this old man is too pitiful.

The old man's eyes focused on the two blurred shadows on the photo, and after so many years of rubbing, the photo had been blurred, and he let out a heart-wrenching wail.

I patted him on the shoulder: "I want to open up, life is a lot helpless, I died so early without complaining, you should cheer up a little!" I reassured me that even if he couldn't hear it, I couldn't help but say it.

"Mr. Death, can you let me see them?" The old man suddenly looked at me and asked.

"Fuck me!" I was shocked, as a god of death, I was actually frightened by the old man, how could he see me.

"Please!" The old gentleman wanted to arrest me, but he couldn't, and even if he could see me, he couldn't break through the barrier between humans and ghosts.

"I can't see it, old man!" I shook my head: "From the time they die, they will enter another life, and the memories of the world will be erased, in fact, the underworld is not bad, it is better than the world!" ”

I grabbed my hair and had to comfort him with this general statement: "But how can the old man see me!" ”

The old man shook the wine bottle, his whole body shrank, and half of his vitality was gone, and he didn't answer my words, but muttered alone: "I can't see it...... I can't see it anymore......" he cried out as he hugged his head and "woo", and I think my words cut off his last hope.

"Take me away...... Take me away......" The old man suddenly shouted, slapping the ground: "Let me die, just like when you took her mother and son, take me away!" ”

“？” I looked closely, his eyes were bloodshot, even if he couldn't see anything normally, but there was a faint light in his pupils, and he was fucking yin and yang, no wonder he could see me.

But this is even more cruel, when he went home, he saw the corpses of his wife and children, and saw the Grim Reaper take away the souls that did not want to leave, the blow of not being able to see each other, I am afraid that all his hopes in life will be shattered, and he will not be able to get up from falling into the abyss, hatred has become the driving force to support him to live, but nothing has been achieved over the years, so that he has lost the meaning of living.

"Can you tell me, why don't the damned die, but die when they shouldn't, why do you so-called gods of death control life and death in the world!" The old man suddenly asked me coldly.

I had to answer embarrassedly: "Actually, I want to know, but my position is not high, and I can't decide!" ”

"I can't decide what a decision! Why is it so unreasonable! The old man turned his face coldly and didn't look at me, at his age and with this kind of hellish life, he had no fear of death, and he got a desperate response that he couldn't see before, I'm afraid he really didn't have the courage to live.

A light rain fell outside the window, and the whole city looked out from here, there was an unreal sense of beauty, how many of this helpless tearing life in this big city with a population of tens of millions still had to make my heart hard, but when I really encountered this kind of thing, I still failed, and I couldn't ask Lord Mosen and Sister Momo, so I had to use the doomed ghost words to anesthetize myself.

The phone rings.

As soon as I picked it up, I heard the sound of the shrimp breaking my eardrums: "Brother Mo, I remembered that I saw my sister-in-law there, and at 9:15 tonight, my sister-in-law was on the list of destined deaths......"

My head is "booming", people who are destined to die, how can it be, Xiaoxi is so kind, why the fuck want her to die, what reason.

"Nine-fifteen ......" I looked at the time, and with half an hour left, I shouted into the phone: "She's there now!" ”

"She was on her way to the orphanage on the outskirts of the city, and every weekend she would go there as a volunteer, catch the yellow school bus, forty-one children with her, all doomed, Sister Yiyi and I will go over!"

I will! I swear I will, holding the phone tightly, I glanced at the old man, he was right, it's really unreasonable, this time even if Lord Mowson personally ordered it, no one would want to move Xiaoxi, unless...... I'm dead!

In the city covered by the light rain, no one knows that in a school bus, forty-one children and a kind girl have been blacklisted by death, what is wrong with forty-one children, and what is wrong with kind-hearted Xiaoxi. She had never hurt anyone, and she took good care of the kittens that fell from the trees, so why would such a person let her die like this.

A unconvincing thought is spreading in my veins, and if it is destined, then let me replace it.

I rushed in the light rain, almost using my fastest speed, a hundred eyes opened, silently looking into the distance, silently calculating the time that might arrive, the blood burned, the light rain hit the body and I couldn't feel it at all, I tried my best to squeeze every trace of awakened blood in my body, even if it became Shura at this moment. As long as I can save Xiaoxi, I'd rather give everything.

"Hurry up!" I ran over the city, approaching the ring road at the most direct distance, far beyond the ordinary people's jumping ability and strength, so that I could run and jump between the buildings, and I had to be in time.

"Amer, you lazy worm, you're almost late!"

"Yes, I'm just not used to it!" On the third day that Xiaoxi moved next door to my house, he was responsible for the task of calling me to school, and I used to lack discipline and didn't care about such a trivial thing as being late, but from that day on, in order to go to school with the lovely Xiaoxi, I struggled in bed for half an hour, leaving the warm bed, and with impossible perseverance, I went from being late every day to almost being late, which was a great progress for me.

Then it was successfully completed, from simply wanting to be with beautiful girls, to liking to be with Xiaoxi, and I was the only one in the room, because of Xiaoxi, it became lively.

"Amer, this is my carefully blended coffee, you must try it!" Xiao Xi smiled and brought a glass of black unknown liquid.

Without hesitation, I drank the cup of the unknown liquid that almost popped my tongue and shouted, "It's delicious!" ”

"Really?" Xiaoxi's voice was full of surprise.

"Of course, that's fake!" I'm sure out loud.

When she went back after finishing her homework, Xiaoxi kindly made her father a cup of good coffee with cough syrup and pepper noodles, which made Xiaoxi's father suspect that his daughter was going to kill him, but he didn't know where he offended his good daughter and suffered this kind of big crime that was worse than death.

"Amer, big liar, it's obviously hard to drink, and you still lie to me!" On the way to school the next day, Xiaoxi pouted and wiped her tears to tell me about her father's madness.

"That's a great coffee that only tasteful people can taste, and your dad hasn't been lucky enough to do that, so of course he can't taste it!" I'm talking nonsense.

"You're going to mess with it!" Xiaoxi was amused by me, grabbed my sleeve and wiped her tears, and we walked side by side towards the school.

At that time, I didn't realize that sweet love had taken root in my heart, and now that I think about it, maybe I was really dull.