Before the end of the world, the question of whether human beings have souls or not does not seem to matter much. Let's say yes, all the questions that are extended - including what reincarnation and what underworld are not quite in line with the materialist scientific setting; If you want to say no, it comes down to the fact that humans are no different from other creatures in the world, just a complex of simple carbohydrates, and it is inevitable that such an explanation will be unwilling.

However, whether there is or not, it doesn't matter much after all.

But this moment is different, the end is coming, and everything that doesn't matter much has become mysterious.

Now in front of her, a strange man who could wipe out the mortal wound with his hand yelled at her: "You liar! ”

A whirlwind erupted from his mouth, making his otherwise plain face suddenly hideous, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Jiang Xi only felt that her face was being devastated by the eighth- or nine-level winds, and the frost climbed up the broken hair on her cheeks at a speed visible to the naked eye. She trembled, but her body was imprisoned and motionless. The only thing she did was close her eyes tightly and try to turn her head away so that her nose didn't fall off the ground.

Fortunately, her mouth could still make a sound, and she shouted, "Sir, sir, could it be that you are mistaken?" "If she doesn't stop, she could freeze to death.

"Am I mistaken? What am I mistaken? The man in black narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"You stop first, stop." She was trembling, her teeth bumping, her cheeks stiff.

I don't know what this person did, the man in black took a step back, and the whirlwind disappeared suddenly, and he said with a displeased expression: "You say." ”

It seems that he has little interest in killing.

In an instant, Jiang Xi felt that her body was warm, and she immediately rubbed her face hard, and it took a long time to feel better.

The man in black waited impatiently and urged, "What did I mistaken? ”

She swallowed: "Maybe we don't have souls." ”

"Nonsense!" Before she could finish speaking, the man in black jumped up and jumped like thunder. "Everyone has a soul, how can there be no soul? Soulless, no different from those unconscious ugly monsters. He looked eager, even a little nervously excited.

But soon he quieted down, turned his head sideways, and looked at Jiang Xi suspiciously, his pupils constricted, and there was a strange golden light in it—that is not the pupils that normal humans should have. "Why didn't you become like that?"

Jiang Xi's eyes widened in horror, and she didn't react for a moment. Which look?

However, the man in black quickly hesitated, and said to himself: "But there is another possibility, you are the same as me." But you don't smell of them, and you don't even know the timeline... You still have a shadow, a person. But there is no soul..."

As he spoke, he grabbed Jiang Xi's hand and saw the red thread on her wrist at a glance.

Then he burst out laughing: "So that's it, that's how it is." ”

It's all mess.

Jiang Xi only felt that her head was dizzy: "Sir, sir, you light." ”

"My name is Death. You just got it for me, and you forgot? The man in black said, letting go of her.

Jiang Xi had no choice but to say: "Death, what you just said about the ugly monsters, do you mean those zombies outside?" ”

"That's right. If people have no soul, they will become like them, only know how to eat! The man in black squinted his eyes again, and the fine lines that bloomed at the corners of his eyes signaled his bad mood. Who did you trade with before me? ”

There was a sweet tenderness to this question, but it was more dangerous than the yelling before.

Jiang Xi only felt a chill on her neck - the thawed ice water on the tips of her hair was falling into her neck one by one, unconsciously wetting her underwear.

She had a hunch that if what she said displeased him, she and Zhao Zhixuan might have to confess here.

Jiang Ji is as good as a stream, and the only weird thing that happened to her is that she shot herself in the head inside the bus - she was attacked by an octopus zombie at the time, and she only cared about running for her life, so she didn't care much about it, and she didn't have time to care.

“… Then I saw a big whirlpool, and the moon was shining on it. I thought I was definitely dead if I had actually shot. But I'm alive. If there was such a thing as a soul, I think maybe at that time, I lost it..."

When she said these words, the man in black looked at her for a moment, his pupils still flashing with golden light.

Maybe he has a set of ability to distinguish between serious and false, and he didn't suspect Jiang Xi of making things up.

After a while, he slapped his thigh and said, "In that case, then I'll help you get it back." ”

"This?" Jiang Ji hesitated. If she lost her soul for this reason, it didn't seem to be any different to her now. However, she was worried that this person would be unhappy and would blow cold air at her, so she said in a different way, "Won't this be too troublesome for you?" ”

"It's okay, I'm fine anyway. Idle is also idle. The man in black said seriously, looking at her whole body. You don't seem to care much about this? ”

Losing your soul? Jiang Xi's face flashed with confusion: "I don't feel anything wrong. ”

"That's it. The symptoms haven't been shown yet. The man in black smiled, a little unfriendly. In fact, it's good that you don't care, and you don't have to cry when you can. Okay, I'll say okay first, and when I get it back, you'll have our deal. ”

If you can get it back, you can get it yourself, or return it to me first, it's up to you to decide, I can't control it at all.

Although she thought so in her heart, Jiang Xi said sincerely: "Since I promised you, I will definitely keep my promise." ”

Where is he going to find the soul? How do you find a soul? Jiang Xi opened her mouth, but still didn't ask.

These mysterious things have far exceeded her cognition. And she doesn't even mention it in her nightmares about the end times.

"That's fine. This one is up to you. The man in black said and handed her a small, black piece of paper.

Why do you inform yourself, do you have to find out the soul and find out to be sure?

Seeing Jiang Xi stunned, the man in black thought of something, and hurriedly took it over and added the word "death" with his finger.

Jiang Xi took it in her hand and felt a warm touch—it turned out to be a special item—an invitation from the Grim Reaper.

"Don't lose it." The man in black instructed.

"Sir," Jiang Ji couldn't help but ask. "I mean, Mr. Death, does the soul really matter?"

"It's important. But you've promised me. This matter cannot be reversed. The man in black raised his hand as he spoke, and he didn't know where to take an apple again, put it in his mouth and chewed it. As if he was afraid that Jiang Xi would regret it, he strode towards the twilight of the end of the world, and disappeared in a moment.

If it weren't for Zhao Zhixuan rubbing his eyes and sitting up, his body was repaired intact, Jiang Xi would have thought that the encounter with him was a dream.

"I... How can I..."Zhao Zhixuan obviously realized what was happening to him, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Jiang Xi pointed to the floor - the blood stains left on the ground when he dragged Zhao Zhixuan into the door still had the shoe prints of the man in black: "You should have met the god of death." It just so happened that he was happy in his heart and didn't want your life. ”

Zhao Zhixuan couldn't help but be a little moved when he saw her rare tears: "If that's the case, I have to thank this god of death." ”