Before Chinese New Year's Eve, people happily make big purchases, buy new clothes, stock up on New Year goods, and the festive taste is getting stronger day by day.

The supermarket is full of people, and the traffic outside the supermarket is slow. No one noticed that a short and fat security guard was struggling to chase a dark and thin teenager, but the next moment, a loud collision caught the attention of passers-by.

"Oh my God, I've killed someone..."

"My God... What a sin..."

"Who drove so carelessly?"

"Is the man dead?"

"No, I didn't see that car going fast. ”

"I saw it, it was the little ghost who jumped over the fence and crashed into it..."

...... The crowd gathered around the railing outside the security booth, and you and I said a word.

The road has four lanes in both directions, which is already in rush hour, and the traffic flow is even slower when the accident occurs.

The side of the crash was completely paralyzed, all the vehicles stopped, and the driver who was following the line did not know that there was an accident in front of him, and he honked his horn restlessly, and the sound of the car went up and down.

The fat security guard panted and stood in the railing looking at the young man lying on his stomach on the road, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

If he hadn't chased after him, Miao Xiaogang wouldn't have been hit by a car, did that mean that he had killed someone? The more he thought about it, the more he blamed himself, and his sense of fear gradually rose.

The owner of the black private car was a middle-aged man, he frowned tightly when he got out of the car, and a middle-aged woman got out of the car, and saw the person who was hit lying on the side of the road and was paralyzed with blood and screamed in fright. The middle-aged man immediately called an ambulance, and then immediately called the police. As soon as the phone was connected, I saw several police officers walking towards this place.

The fat security guard told the police a rough story about the incident, and one of the elderly policemen walked to the young man who was hit, bent over and checked it, then looked up and shook his head at several of his colleagues.

Seeing this situation, the fat security guard knew that Miao Xiaogang was really cold this time.

When the owner of the car saw that a police officer was coming, he hurriedly ran over and explained that it was not that he was going to hit someone, but that the little ghost suddenly jumped out of the railing...

The policeman nodded and said that he had originally come to take people to the station, but now it's okay, and there is no need to bring people. Let's wait for the traffic police to come and deal with it together.

The road is temporarily completely closed and cannot be opened to traffic, and traffic can only be resumed when ambulances pass through the sea of cars and pull people away.

A young man walked out of the outskirts of the crowd, calmly walked to the security post and stayed for a few seconds before leaving indifferently when everyone's attention was focused on the center of the incident.

The fat security guard was talking to the police, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be a shadow shaking in the security guard, he looked carefully and didn't find anything, rubbing his eyes, thinking that it might be a dazzle or a shadow from the lights of the shop on the side, so he didn't think much about it.

Four streets away from the supermarket, an old residential area.

There are more than a dozen low houses in the residential area, surrounded by a wall more than one person high, and the walls are full of creepers. At this time, there are no green leaves in the season, only mottled and crack-like traces.

The community is still very lively, at this point in time, almost every household is lit up, and there are many elderly people who are doing evening workouts around the fitness equipment in the area.

A figure swept up and jumped easily into the wall, like a black wind through the community. But no one saw this strange scene.

The top floor of a house in the far corner was dimly lit, not as bright as the others, as if it were only a table lamp, but the glimmer still shook a little from time to time, but more like a candle flame blown by the wind.

In fact, it's the candle flame.

The rickety, white-haired old man sat cross-legged on the ground, and a candle flickered in the air in front of his forehead. The candle was blackened, burning for a while without a drop of melted wax dropping.

"Sir, bring it. The young man appeared after entering the house, knelt down on one knee beside the old man, and said respectfully.

"Hmm. The old man closed his eyes and let out a soft sound.

When the young man raised his hand, a cloud of smoke floated out, revealing the virtual appearance of a thin black boy in an instant.

It's just that there is no previous gloom, his eyes are hollow, and his body is translucent, rippling slightly like water waves.

The old man waved his hand, "Keep it." ”

"Yes. The young man stretched out his hand, and the young man's soul fell into his hands.

"Yayu" The old man called softly, and his body floated as he opened his eyes and stretched out a hand.

The half-kneeling young man immediately got up, grabbed the old man's arm, and asked respectfully, "My lord, have you seen her?"

"Hmm. The moment the old man opened his eyes, the black candle faintly dissipated, and the room fell into darkness, and only the whispered conversation between the two could be heard.

"My lord, let Yayu go. The young man helped the old man to walk, and in a loud squirming sound, the lamp in the corner of the wall was lit.

The lighting was soft but not bright, and the interior was still a little dim, with only a vague discernment that it was an extremely ordinary house.

The living room was small, with only two rattan chairs, and in the corner next to the kitchen there was an old square wooden table and two stools. There was no other object to furnish, but an old carpet on the ground where the old man sat was the most conspicuous.

The old man sat down on the wicker chair and squinted as if he hadn't opened it, and muttered for a moment, "Release that soul and follow it." ”

As soon as the words fell, the old man exhaled lightly, and a black light swept out of his lips and slowly drifted out of the house.

As soon as the young man raised his hand, he released the soul of the thin black boy who had just been collected in his palm, and the soul immediately unconsciously followed the black light through the wall and disappeared into the darkness lightly.

The old man stood up and walked to the window to look at the lights of the thousands of homes downstairs, and the young man always followed. After stopping and watching for a while, the old man suddenly laughed, rubbed his hands together, and stroked his wrinkled old cheeks, "I'm really old." ”

"My lord...", the young man was about to speak, but was interrupted by the old man, "Old is old, the law of heaven and earth, and so are all beings." ”

"Now I can feel the cold of winter in this world, and I have almost forgotten that cold is what it feels like. The old man whispered slowly, as if he were talking to the young people around him and as if he were talking to himself.

"My lord, let Yayu go. Again, the young man respectfully asked.

"If you want to go, just go. The old man stood by the window and looked at the outside world, without glancing at the young man, and his old face was expressionless.

After pondering for a while, he asked in a slightly puzzled tone, "Yayu, where is your Fa Division?"

"Stay in that flower shop. The young man replied truthfully.

The old man nodded, and smiled, "It's just a few shady messes, don't worry about it." ”

"Yes. Yayu knows. The young man bowed his head cautiously, as if admitting his mistake.

"Go ahead. The old man did not turn around, but nodded lightly with his hands behind his back.

The young man raised his head and turned around, and at some point a brilliant virtual scene appeared behind him.

The virtual scene is full of starlight, as if the Milky Way has poured out a piece of silver light circulation, and the starlight is coming and going one after another, as if echoing each other and as if they are far apart;

It is like a reflection of the universe, with endless black and gray at the very edge, in which the white light is not very dazzling, and the starlight flows like a slowly flowing river.

There is a bit of broad mystery in the mystery, and there seems to be a pair of invisible eyes hidden between the light and the extinction!

With a soft sigh from the old man, the young man quietly walked into the virtual scene of the galaxy, and the next moment he disappeared without a trace as if he had thrown himself into nothingness.

The virtual scene of the galaxy flows slowly, and it seems that some kind of elusive life can still be heard in the dark night.

Like the tides of the sea, like the breath of giants, very light and faint but real.

The old man squinted his old eyes and looked up at the dark night sky outside the window, and after a long time, he suddenly laughed, laughed, and muttered in a low voice, "There is nothing." Why bother..."