"Look, isn't that guy crazy?"

"For the New Year, get drunk and smoke outside."

"Looks like crazy, that guy has been drinking here for a few hours today with a flask."

"Hey~ Leave him alone, let him drink, it's not our business, I'm going to close the door and go home, my wife and children are still waiting at home."

"Are you leaving?"

"Wait for me for a while, I'll pack it up right away, let's go together."

"It's so cold today."

Mu Wei looked at the empty wine bottle, and he also thought that he might be crazy.

From the imperial capital to southern Xinjiang, from southern Xinjiang to eastern Xinjiang, along the way, he searched everywhere.

But he has never seen the so-called dark realm in the legend.

Sometimes, Mu Wei felt that the dark domain probably only existed in his mind.

How can we bring the dead back to life?

Mu Wei covered his face, probably because he was afraid that his face would be frozen, and when he rubbed it back and forth, he actually felt tears.

Along the way, he has already spent all his savings.

It doesn't matter if you don't have money, and it doesn't matter if you sleep in the open every day.

It doesn't matter if you don't eat, he can swallow the grassroots.

It doesn't matter if you don't have water to quench your thirst, you can quench your thirst with dew or river water.

He is not afraid of hardship, he just wants to be able to come back.

All he needs is the remainder!

However, he suffered so much, but he didn't even have the slightest news.

Sometimes, he thinks that if he hadn't been so obsessed with life and death and continued to participate in the imperial examination, he would have been the parent official of the common people by now.

The future is bright.

But now, he tortured himself into this?

If...... If only he could forget the aftermath......

If only he could forget the aftermath.

Although Mu Wei was quite drunk on his body, his mind was still clear, and the weather on Chinese New Year's Eve was exceptionally cold.

Even if you drink alcohol, you can't stand sitting in one place all the time, so it's inevitable to get up and move around.

Mu Wei walked aimlessly, there were no pedestrians on the street, and most of the shops on the street were closed.

Even the shops that have nothing to do with them are already packing up and preparing to close.

Mu Wei roamed the streets like a walking corpse, from the city to the outside of the city, from the streets to the wilderness.

It's been walking aimlessly...... Walking......

Until the sky covered with white clouds turns into a colorful sunset, and then into a night sky with twinkling stars.

Mu Wei's physical strength could no longer support him to run, he could only walk slowly, slowly......

Getting slower and slower......

Until......

He fell down and never got up.

At the moment when Mu Wei fell, he was almost relieved thinking:

That's nice!

Is this a relief?

"Ah Wei, Ah Wei?"

It turns out that what the old people said in the past was right, people can really see the person they care about the most before they die.

Mu Wei tried hard to raise his smile, and couldn't help but reach out to touch the face that he had been thinking about for a while, but had never appeared in his dreams.

"The Aftermath ......"

I miss you.

I miss you so much......

I'll finally see you again.

Wait for me!

Where is this?

Mu Wei opened his eyes and looked around a little blankly, everywhere was plain white.

Even his clothes were plain white.

Is he dead?

Isn't that the end of the story?

Mu Wei's heart suddenly rose with long-lost joy.

Just when Mu Wei was happy, a little Taoist boy walked in and said, "Donor, are you awake?" ”

"I'm not dead?" Mu Wei looked at the little Taoist boy who came in with the medicine, and was stunned.

Xiao Daotong was also obviously stunned: "What is the donor talking about?" ”

It turns out that he is not dead!

Mu Wei sat on the bed, not only should he cry or laugh, but he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Donor, are you alright?" Xiao Daotong said with some concern.

Xiao Daotong, who couldn't hear Mu Wei's answer for a long time, put down the medicine in his hand, and hurriedly went out to ask the empty Dao chief.

Mu Wei couldn't control it, and more and more resentment gradually grew in his heart.

Why save him?

Wouldn't it be good to let him die?

Who made them nosy? Why bother with his business?

What exactly is he living for?

He has no parents, no aftermath, no fame, and his life is already terrifyingly pale before it begins.

Why on earth did he live?

Mu Wei curled up in a ball in pain, and when he didn't know it, he was already in tears.

When the head of the empty road came in, he saw Mu Wei curled up in a ball, so he asked with great concern: "Donor, are you uncomfortable?" ”

"Why save me?" Mu Wei seemed to be separated from the outside world and muttered to himself.

"What?" The chief of the empty road did not hear clearly, and asked again.

But this time, there was not even a response.

Seeing that Mu Wei's condition was not quite right, he attached it to Xiao Daotong's ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You go and get some meditation incense and burn it, and then feed him some sleeping pills." ”

"Yes." Trail Child's Road.

After glancing at Mu Wei, the head of the Asking Empty Dao didn't continue to say anything.

Because he knew that in Mu Wei's current situation, no matter what he said, it would be in vain.

The other party can't hear it at all.

After watching Xiao Daotong feed the sleeping pills to Mu Wei, and then lit the incense burner in the room.

The head of the Asking Empty Dao also glanced at Mu Wei who had fallen asleep very carefully.

Only then did he leave with Xiao Daotong.

When leaving, don't forget to close the doors and windows.

Out of the room, Xiao Daotong no longer had to worry about whether he would make noise to the people inside to sleep, and said with ignorant eyes: "Dao Chief, the benefactor inside is so strange!" ”

The head of the empty road touched the little Taoist boy very gently: "The donor inside is just sick, and when he is sick, he will be fine." ”

"Hmm." Xiao Daotong nodded innocently: "I'll cook some porridge for him, and after eating, I can get better quickly." ”

"Go ahead."

When Mu Wei woke up, it was already cold, and he touched his head with a headache.

I felt like my head had exploded.

Mu Wei sat up strongly, and then walked to the table very reluctantly.

The water on the table was hot, and a cup of hot water made Mu Wei feel better.

Mu Wei was in the mood to look around, and through the dim light, Mu Wei could still see that this should be the layout of Taoism.

Unexpectedly, he was rescued here.

Just when Mu Wei was holding his weak body and wanted to go out for a walk, the door was opened one step ahead of him.

It was the little Taoist boy he had seen before.

When Xiao Daotong saw him, the joy in his eyes was obvious: "The donor is awake." ”

"Wake up." Mu Wei said subconsciously.

"That's right, I cooked porridge for the donor, so let's eat it while it's hot." Xiao Daotong said very enthusiastically.

He placed the porridge on the table and skillfully lit the lamp oil in the room.

The Taoist chief said that the donor was sick, so he cooked white porridge for the donor. This is the best for sick people, and whenever I used to get sick, the Taoist would make me white porridge to eat. Xiao Dao Tong said in a very cheerful tone.

Mu Wei didn't have the energy to eat at this time, but under the very expectant gaze of Xiao Daotong, Mu Wei barely ate a few bites.

But I couldn't eat it anymore anyway.

Only in the end, even a few mouthfuls of white porridge that I barely ate spit out.

"The donor is sick, probably because he hasn't eaten for a long time, and because he suddenly eats, it's fine." Ask the head of the empty road to come over and diagnose it, and come to a conclusion.

"The donor's body is actually fine, but the heart disease still needs to be treated."

Mu Wei didn't speak, he knew he was sick.

It's heart disease.

It is a disease that has been contracted since the loss of the aftermath.

He knew very well in his heart that he could only be saved if he came back.

And the rest of the story will not come back.

He probably never got to be saved.

"The biggest problem of the donor is that he is too persistent, too obsessed with life and death." Asked the empty Dao chief said lightly, and his tone seemed to have the ability to calm people's hearts.

"Life and death are fate, don't be obsessed."

Life and death?

Mu Wei buried his head in the quilt, so why wasn't he the one who died?

If he had been the one who died, and Yu had not died for him, he probably wouldn't have been so miserable.

"Many years ago, Poor Dao once met a female benefactor, and she was as persistent as the donor."

"It's all stupid!" The chief of the empty road glanced at Yu Yu and sighed.

"I just can't put it down." Mu Wei suddenly said loudly.

"Can't put it down, or can't it be put down?"

"And how is the female benefactor now?" Mu Wei didn't answer, but asked very curiously.

"Now, I heard that I have found a new interest, and I am doing a great job."

"In this life, people are destined to lose a lot, they don't want to lose, and after losing, they understand what they have lost."

"People~ always learn to reconcile with yourself." Ask the head of the empty road, a little earnest.

"If the donor is interested, he can go to the yard if his health allows."

Mu Wei didn't answer, and asked the head of the empty road probably knew that this would be the result.

He left without saying anything more.

Under the care of Xiao Daotong, Mu Wei's body gradually improved, and he could eat a little slowly.

On this day, taking advantage of the sunshine, Mu Wei went out of the room under the persuasion of Xiao Daotong.

The sunlight was a little dazzling, and Mu Wei subconsciously used his hands to block the sun.

After slowing down for a while, Mu Wei gradually put his hand down.

Passing by a wall in the courtyard, Mu Wei saw many small wooden signs hanging on the wall.

Just flip it open and take a look.

There are two names written on each sign, one large and one small.

Liang Yuehua, statement.

Wei Wei, Jiang Mian.

Zhu Jiuqing, Cheng Suyin.

Li Wen, Qiu Xia.

……

"What are these?" Mu Wei asked curiously.

"These are all left by people who have the same obsession as the donor."

"It's them or someone they can't let go."

Asked the Chief of the Empty Dao paused: "This is the witness." ”

didn't wait for Xiao Daotong's explanation, but waited for the explanation of the head of the empty road.

The chief of the empty road came over and said with a smile: "Today's daylight is very good, and it is very time for the donor to come out." ”