The green belt behind the school building.

Two baby squirrels.

A squirrel was lying on its side, with a deep wound in its leg that was bleeding out and dying.

The other squirrel jumped up and down in a hurry, holding the pine cone kernel in its paws, and ran under the root of the tree.

Prostrate on his back, his little paws pushed the pine cone in front of the White Light Shrine.

It was as if he was learning from human beings to worship God.

……

Literature Appreciation Class.

Share and evaluate the works of some famous artists, and this class is Akutagawa Ryunosuke's "Spider Silk".

The story is simple.

A thief named Jiantuo did all the bad things that lost his conscience during his lifetime, and after his death he fell into hell, where he struggled and suffered.

One day, the Buddha saw him while walking by the lotus pond in Elysium and remembered that he had saved a spider.

So, hang down a thin spider silk and give it to him.

When he found this life-saving spider silk, he was overjoyed and hurriedly climbed up.

However, halfway through the climb, I found that a large number of people were also climbing up along the spider silk.

Frightened and frightened, he yelled at the following in a very angry manner:

You sinners, this spider is mine! Who made you climb up! Get out of here! Get down!

As soon as he finished speaking, the spider silk was disconnected, and he returned to the abyss of hell he was familiar with.

A story is one such story, which leaves a lot of room for interpretation, and there are many ways to interpret it.

A type that is very suitable for appreciation.

The teacher explains on it.

Su Qi copied the board book below.

Beside him stood a ghost with a hole in his skull, tilting his head to look at his notes.

Su Qi's heart was furious, and he restrained his hands from shaking, and it was seen that the words were crooked.

It wasn't until the end of class that the ghost left.

Su Qi leaned on the table helplessly, feeling that he had seen more and more ghosts recently.

Last night he dreamed of Shen Hai again.

And it sank deeper.

There is already a depth of 1700 meters.

Having the same dream for three days in a row.

Su Qi couldn't detect anything unusual anymore.

The depth at which you sink into the sea seems to be related to the ability to see ghosts.

In the past two days, it has been sinking deeper and deeper, and the ghosts that can be seen have begun to increase.

Why......

Su Qi wanted to cry without tears, but he didn't understand.

Suddenly, there was a flurry of restlessness.

The shrine beacon in Su Qi's mind flickered.

He vaguely seemed to hear something calling to him, and some sounds and images began to flash in front of his eyes.

Little Squirrel ...... Squeaked anxiously...... Enshrined pine cone......

What is it?

Su Qi was puzzled.

After thinking for a while, he got up and walked out of the classroom and ran to the shrine beacon at the back of the school building.

……

"Squeak Squeak......"

The little squirrel in front of the shrine was suddenly covered by a shadow, and when he turned his head, it was a human!

Su Qi appeared behind the little squirrel who was enshrined in the shrine and saw that there was an injured squirrel next to him.

The little squirrel blew up in fright.

Frightened, he climbed up the tree, and hesitantly looked back at his companion who was still on the ground.

Just now, this little squirrel ...... Asking God?

Su Qi looked stunned.

I've never seen anything (x)

I've never seen this (√)

There were so many slots that he didn't know where to start.

But now is not the time to complain.

Su Qi took off his clothes, wrapped up and picked up the injured little squirrel, and ran outside the school.

However, when I arrived at the school gate, I saw the security guard.

Su Qixin said that it was bad, the security guard should not let him leave the school easily.

But it just so happened that a car was driving past him at this time, and then stopped, and the man in the car came out and said suspiciously:

"Su Qi? What are you doing here? ”

"Nakamura-sensei?"

Su Qi saw that it was the head teacher of the next class, Mr. Nakamura, who was driving.

"Nakamura-sensei, can you help me?"

Su Qi held the injured squirrel he was holding to Mr. Nakamura.

"Get in the car."

……

Animal rescue stations.

Su Qi carried the little squirrel in the cage.

The wound has been stitched and given antibiotics.

The veterinarian said that he was supposed to be climbing the fence and was stabbed by the spire.

"I've already called the teacher to help you explain."

Mr. Nakamura said, pointing to his phone.

"I'm sorry."

Su Qi thanked him.

"It's not troublesome, it just so happens that I'm also out to do errands, and it's the duty of an educator."

Teacher Nakamura smiled and told Su Qi not to care, and drove him back to school.

Su Qixin said that this Nakamura teacher is a good person.

Went back to school.

Su Qi took the little squirrel and returned to the remote teaching building, and the other little squirrel was still in front of the shrine.

When it saw Su Qi, it ran up the tree in fright.

Su Qi released the squirrel in the cage and released it back under the tree, the little guy was still unable to use his legs, so he could only move a little.

The squirrel in the tree saw that his companion was alive, and hesitated in the tree for a long time, but still ran down.

Cautiously approached Su Qi's side and pushed over a pine cone.

Su Qi smiled, the little animal is really spiritual.

However, he didn't expect this little squirrel to be able to see the shrine as well.

Instead of collecting the little squirrel's pine cones, he picked them up and placed them in front of the shrine.

Then, back to the classroom.

After the little squirrel saw Su Qi walking away, he dared to run to the shrine again, offering pine cones and worshipping the gods, as if thanking the little friend who saved it.

……

At night, Su Qi fell asleep.

In the dream, he sank again in the deep sea.

Since arriving in Tokyo, Su Qi has never dreamed of anything else, and every night he is immersed in the deep sea that the light cannot reach.

But today is something unusual.

Su Qi found himself on his head.

There was an extra white thread like spider silk.

The white thread was connected from the top of his head to the small shrine that floated on the surface of the sea.

Su Qi was still sinking.

It finally stopped at 2000 meters.

……

Yujing Temple.

Ikyu sorted through the many books of the Kuryo Pavilion and found a unique handwritten book that recorded some of the events that took place between the Edo period and the Meiji period.

After looking through it, I was very interested.

Take it and ask the abbot.

"Abbot, the book says that the world changed greatly that year, and there were three terrifying ghosts and gods, and many people were sacrificed and could not be eradicated, I have never heard of it before."

The abbot flipped through the book that Ikyu had brought.

"This was many years ago, and these spirits came here with the fleets of the West.

At that time, no one found out, because they were hiding too well, they were hidden in the advancement of civilization, and the more we developed, the stronger they became. ”

The abbot shook his head, lit the book in his hand on a candle, and burned it.

"Abbot ......"

"Needless to say, they've sunk, into the depths of the ocean that humans can't reach."

The abbot burned the books to ashes.

"Gratitude, faith, trust, bond...... It will become a bond, a fishing line, a net, a beacon that will not let you get lost in the deep sea.

And on the contrary, neglected, forgotten, the lighter they are in our consciousness, the more they will be lost in the deep sea, sink forever, and never be able to float again. ”

"Sink ......"

Ikyu asked suspiciously:

"Host, can't we get rid of ghosts?"

"Can we cure cancer now?"

"I can't."

"Can I do that later?"

"This ...... Ikyu didn't know. ”

"Ghosts and gods are like the diseases of this world, some of which we can cure, some of which we can't, and whether they can be cured in the future, no one knows."

Ikyu pondered the abbot's words carefully, as if he understood or not, and then he asked:

"Abbot, can you tell me what are the names of those three ghosts?"

"Concrete angels, hydrocarbon angels, haze angels."

"Will they ever come back?"

"Not anymore."

The abbot shook his head.

"The efforts of generations have erased the traces of their influence, left them oblivion, and allowed them to sink into the abyss that we do not see."

……

The sea depth in the dream is 2000 meters.

Morning.

Su Qi got up and opened the curtains.

Outside the window, next to the landmark Tokyo Tower in the distance.

He saw a huge concrete humanoid that was more than 400 meters tall and taller than Tokyo Tower.

Walking slowly among the high-rise buildings of Tokyo.

The concrete angel ring above the head is constantly cracking, shattering, and reshaping.

……