And he always felt that it was not a way to go on like this, although he hadn't heard of anyone who could rise up by playing cheap, but he always felt that it was too bad to do so, and it was not good to be more and more cheap.

Li Wusheng thought for a moment, "If you practice according to the regular method, will the resentment value required for upgrading be deducted?" ”

This question must be asked once, and Li Wusheng always feels that the upgrade method is compatible.

Madoka was sure, "This is okay!" The regular system has cultivation points, so I'll access it! ”

"Okay, then I'll practice slowly." Li Wusheng smiled, "If you want to eat something, I'll give you something." ”

Li Wusheng didn't say that he wanted to eat, and he didn't have an appetite at this time, but he felt that it was better to spend more money on his birthday.

Madoka didn't delve into it, just said something vegetarian.

Li Wusheng didn't feel hungry, so he ordered fruit pizza for Xiaoyuan.

After the takeaway arrived, Li Wusheng turned on the projector and picked out an old movie, although Xiaoyuan was online, he didn't squeak.

After watching the movie, Li Wusheng found that Madoka had changed to a dormant orange lamp, so he smiled.

To be honest, he feels quite satisfied with the current Xiaoyuan, obediently and without a systematic shelf, vegetarian but not noon, and can hold himself so many rules and precepts, and it is much easier to get along with other systems.

After a while, he heard Xiao Yuan happily talking in his sleep, and Li Wusheng slowly put away the takeaway box and threw it in the trash when he went out.

At this time, Li Wusheng's vision suddenly changed.

In the gray, he noticed a dark figure that seemed to be a homeless man standing quietly in the depths of the corner, standing quietly with his back to him.

The moonlight shone on the lonely back of the homeless man, and he seemed to have been standing there for a long time, because no one noticed, so he didn't care to wait any longer.

Because of the change in vision, Li Wusheng confirmed that he was a ghost, but Li Wusheng felt that this ghost was also very strange, what about his corpse?

The moonlight shone faintly, and he walked in the direction of the ghost.

The ghost seemed to notice it too, and slowly turned around.

"Where's your body?" Li Wusheng asked bluntly.

Only then did he find that the ghost's hair was messy, his face was dark, his eyes were not bright, and he was hunched over his body.

"No ......"

"How many days have you been like this?"

"More than thirty days...... I can't remember. ”

Li Wusheng remembered the problem of the bardo body for forty-nine days.

Unlike when Rhubarb first died, the longer he stays after death, the more mindfulness is consumed.

The maximum duration of the bardo body is 49 days, and if there is no one to chant for it for more than 49 days, the ghost will go to hell and endure endless torture, and even if it escapes samsara by mistake, it will become a resentful spirit, and its karma will increase day by day, like a nail in the ghost world.

Li Wusheng looked at this homeless man in a blur, and he was waiting to disappear, as if he didn't expect anyone to overtake him.

Li Wusheng now has exactly forty points of mindfulness, and if he is overly homeless, he will have to deduct more than thirty points, which is an extremely energy-consuming thing.

Li Wusheng usually doesn't care about this kind of lonely ghosts, but today is different, he is worried that there is no one to accompany him at the moment, and his righteous thoughts have been saved for a long time, so he stopped, smoked a cigarette and chatted with the ghost for a while.

This man was originally called Zhai Zhi, 27 years old this year, northerner, honest and silent, graduated from secondary school and couldn't find a job, just gnawed at home, was scolded by his father in the first two years, ruthlessly borrowed tens of thousands of yuan from relatives and friends to go south, two years after the business did not rise, but became addicted to gambling, owed tens of thousands of yuan in debt, his legs were crippled, he was sold to Yan'an Road to beg for food to pay off debts, once took advantage of the chaos to escape, and then lame to hide in Tibet.

Zhai Zhi asked himself that he had no wandering experience, let alone the ability to take care of himself, and all his thoughts were lost, so he was hungry under a remote overpass, and after swallowing his last breath more than a month ago, the ghost began to wander around, and the place where he stayed was where he lived when he first came here.

"I now feel that it is not terrible to have no money, but what is terrible is that when I regret it, I have found that I have no ability to live. If you don't die gambling at that time, you won't be beaten and crippled, at least you can scavenge for a living......"

Listening to Zhai Zhi tell his story, Li Wusheng only sighed.

There is only one time in life, and rekindling is an illusion, Li Wusheng does not pity Zhai Zhi very much, but is glad that he has not tossed to the end of the road by himself.

He also wanted to end this unpleasant short time as soon as possible, so he raised his hand that glowed with white light, "Your body can't be found, I can't resurrect you, but I can overtake it." ”

The homeless man suddenly bit his lip, tears kept falling, and his body trembled violently.

"Thank you, thank you, I don't know what to say ......"

"Don't cry, I'm having my birthday today."

Li Wusheng raised his hand coldly, silently recited Zhai Zhi's name, and stretched out his hand to hand out bursts of white light.

When he came back to his senses, his vision had recovered, and only a cloud of black smoke slowly dissipated in front of him.

There were still five points left in the mindfulness value, and Li Wusheng was a little dizzy, and sat on the ground for a while.

It was exactly twelve o'clock when he came back to his senses again, in the dead of night, Li Wusheng looked at his phone and smiled.

As of today, he will be 23 years old.

He suddenly felt like he had changed.

He is such a selfish person, and he actually overspends a soul for free.

He is such a scumbag who doesn't recognize people, and he gradually believes in karma.

But he was very sure that even if he had a cooperative relationship with a nun, he didn't want to delve into any Buddhist scriptures, he believed that he was just an ordinary man, and he just relied on some skills to save people's lives.

Thinking about it, I almost forgot about my birthday.

He went to the canteen opposite and bought a few red candles for emergency power outages, which he thought were enough.

Climb to the top of the building and look at the night sky.

The wind was whistling with the clothes that the tenants had confiscated, and Li Wusheng walked to a stone slab in the corner, squatted down and slowly lit a candle on the stone slab.

The soft candlelight brightens the night and warms the heart.

The night breeze was soft, the candlelight was shining, Li Wusheng sat by the candle flame, looking up at the sky, the starlight and candlelight of the night were intertwined, plus the lights on the side of the road, and the lights of the buildings in the distance.

Countless bright, swaying points of light shine from the ground to the night sky.

Close your eyes softly, feel the night breeze blowing, enjoy the fatigue, loneliness and silence.

At night, he wears a white T-shirt, and his messy hair flutters in the wind.

Under the candlelight, his facial features are surprisingly handsome.

When he woke up, Li Wusheng was startled.

He found a fresh chocolate cake sitting next to it.

Surrounded by the glitter of countless candles, Li Wusheng was a little puzzled by the sudden appearance of the chocolate cake.

He thought he was dreaming.

He was a little surprised that there was no one else but the cake, but he was quickly relieved.

He scooped a spoonful of cake with a spoon and felt the real touch on the tip of his tongue, sweet and fluffy. Suddenly shocked.

It tasted the same as the cake he had when he was thirteen years old!

Finally...... Who is it?