Chapter Eighty-Seven, The Hungry Ghost

In the quiet woods, a figure swayed, and the woods were too dark to see his face.

He has been wandering this world for many years.

He's a ghost who wanders among the ruined buildings, searching for the living.

The air was a little damp, and in front of him was a familiar wetland.

Croak...

Rushing...

He soon came to the waterhole on this side.

He quickly grabbed a frog and cut its throat to drink the blood.

"Hungry ghost, you've crossed the line"

A somber voice came from the pool.

"Water ghost, what's wrong with crossing the line" Obviously, this person who is called an evil ghost is very arrogant.

"If it weren't for the fact that you can devour other people's abilities, you think I'd be afraid of you," the water man flinched despite his dissatisfaction.

"Do you feel it, five ghost armor, I did it with someone today," the hungry ghost said lightly.

"He's been a lot of living people here lately, and it's obvious that they've been lucky, so why haven't any living people come to my waterhole?" the water ghost seemed very sad.

The hungry ghost wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Living people are not so delicious. ”

The water ghost said, "If you come here, you will die sooner or later, is there a difference?"

Plopping, the hungry ghost grabbed into the water with one hand and grabbed an illusory shadow.

The illusory voice of "Hungry ghost, hungry ghost, let go of me" made the voice of a water ghost.

"But I'm hungry, only my soul can keep me going. ”

A cold wind blew in the darkness, and the forest was filled with screaming sounds.

The hungry ghost muttered, "I didn't want to eat you, you're just my reserve, but here's a newcomer, there's no need for you to save it."

In the darkness, the figure of the hungry ghost quickly disappeared into the darkness, and his faint voice came from the forest, "The soul of the living, I haven't tasted it for a long time"

A little girl was trembling in the dark, she kept crying, she kept calling for her mother.

The hungry soul sniffed a few times in the air, and he walked over and happily muttered "The smell of a living person"

Soon he saw the little girl shivering, and his fingers began to itch.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten a living soul"

Whining...

The wind was blowing in the forest, and the hungry ghost suddenly felt a chill, and then he felt someone tapping him from behind.

"Who?" the hungry ghost quickly jumped away, but it was still slow, he was kicked by a man and hit the ground, and then the hungry ghost found himself imprisoned all over, the hungry ghost felt death, he struggled hard, he didn't want to die yet, but the struggle was useless.

The man approached, and suddenly there was a snort.

Then the hungry ghost heard the man's voice, "Shanshan, don't cry, it's Shigong."

Then the hungry ghost heard the voice of the child.

I don't know how long it has passed, the child fell asleep, and the figure reappeared in front of the hungry ghost.

"Hey, are you afraid of death?"

The Hungry nodded.

"Really?"

The hungry nodded, but behind the lowered head was a sly smile.

"I've got what the hungry ghost needs the most, don't play tricks, you'll die"

The hungry ghost was puzzled for a moment, he looked up at the man, "How do you know I'm a hungry ghost"

"Is it difficult?" said Ning He laughed confidently. "Thank you for being like this, otherwise there would be no you in this world"

"Face, ghost, face?" the hungry ghost laughed mockingly.

Ning He looked at the hungry ghost, "It turns out that you have forgotten what you are like, it's really pitiful"

"Does it make sense? I'm already dead, what's the use of making a face," the hungry ghost cried.

Ning He sat in front of the evil ghost, he looked elegant and indifferent, he deliberately waited for a while, waiting for the hungry ghost to calm down. He asked the hungry ghost "Is life a messy storehouse or is it a chess game to continue playing?"

The hungry ghost looked at Ning He quietly, with the worry that only young children have, and he didn't know how to answer.

Ning He said, "Don't be nervous, it's just a question, isn't it harming you?"

"Like chess," the hungry ghost replied, looking at Ning He strangely.

"Why?"

"Because the future is unpredictable?" the hungry ghost looked at Ning He like an idiot.

Ning He said lightly, "In fact, this question itself is a test, if you know what life you want to live in the future, the future life is a warehouse, because what kind of life to live and what kind of problems you encounter, these problems will be thought of in advance, and you will think about them in advance."

If you don't know what you want to do in the future, life is chess, and although the future is related to the present, it is confusing because there is no direction.

Now, many people are trying to cope with what others say, and they can't get the real answer, so I ask you in this way."

Hungry ghost, "Are you saying I didn't think about the future?"

Ning He said, "I just want to say, if you can, don't choose to go with the flow of life." ”