It should be late at night, only a few 24-hour supermarkets are on the lights, everyone goes to bed early in the alley, and the stars are still struggling to blink their eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Hanqing hesitated for a moment and bit her lip slightly, as if they were all looking at her, and suddenly felt overwhelmed. "In vain, you are still a Buddha girl who has received the precepts of the Qing Dynasty! Convince you tonight. ”

The air on the roof of the building has been solidified, Zhang Hanqing touched a yellow bag around his waist, a very common women's wallet, but when you take off the wallet, you can see that there are many large and small gossip patterns printed on it, and there are some strange symbols, it should be a magic weapon! She quickly took out her bag and said, "Solution!" Unzipping the zipper, a blue light flashed out, and on the ground were four slightly transparent people, instantly feeling that the space became very crowded, they hung their heads one by one as if they were dejected, but they seemed to notice that the Rakshasa girl in front of them was staring, and they all hid behind Zhang Hanqing in a panic.

"Are these ghosts?" Raven let go of the girl's hand and said in surprise.

"Is this your Taoist soul bag? I guess it's very uncomfortable to be locked up in this! The Rakshasa sneered as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"In order to expose you, they should be willing. Don't talk nonsense," Zhang Hanqing turned around in a very chic posture, "Huh!?" Speak out if you have any suffering, and do not be afraid. As he spoke, he glared at Rakshasa again.

The skinny ghosts should have been frightened by Zhang Tianshi, and one by one they took a step back, only the drunkard bowed respectfully to the crow, and the crow also smiled awkwardly.

"Huh? With this Heavenly Master in charge, you don't have to be afraid, say what I told me before, I will question this Rakshasa face to face. Zhang Hanqing crossed his hands on his hips, looking menacing.

However, a long time has passed, and no ghost has spoken. They are like astronomy enthusiasts who come to the rooftop to watch the stars, and they look very serious, which makes people laugh.

Suddenly, Zhang Hanqing raised his sword and pointed at the cowering drunkard uncle, with a cold light in his eyes, "Say," followed by the "whoosh" sound in his hand, and I saw that the drunkard instantly collapsed to the ground.

"It seems that Zhang Tianshi is going to torture to extract a confession!" The Rakshasa girl didn't know when she lit another cigarette and swallowed the clouds.

Zhang Hanqing seemed very passive at this time, but he still scolded the drunkard loudly, "If you have any grievances, speak out!" ”

"I don't know! I don't know! Several ghosts fell to the ground and begged for mercy as if they had made an appointment.

"That's it! Don't make any noise, I'll tell you, it's not a big deal. The girl stepped forward.

Zhang Hanqing seemed to be a savior, but he still remained reserved, "Okay! You say. She put away her sword and glared at Roguea viciously. And the Rakshasa girl has been playing with them for so long, according to her unruly temperament, it is estimated that she has already fought a lot, and the edification of the Buddhist scriptures still has some effect.

"I woke up from my sleep unintentionally and opened my eyes slightly, but like a bat that had lived in a cave for a long time, the white light passed through the curtains, and my eyes seemed to be blind in an instant. Slowly, I saw everything in front of me, the white ceiling, the white chandelier, the white curtains, the white quilt, and even the white pajamas, I woke up in a white room, and a sudden sense of fear came over me. I tried to get up and lift the white curtain to let in the lovely light, but the lower half of the statue was not my own, and it was not so much someone else's as two pieces of wood. My two logs, in a panic, pinched them with both hands, yes, wood, because I didn't feel the slightest feeling. I was clutching my scalp frantically, my hair was ripped off one by one, with a faint bloodshot streak, and only pain could save me from my nightmare!

"It's a terrible dream, so terrible that it never wakes up. It's like staying in a rickety carriage, with your head in a fish tank full of water, and seeing two women in white coats holding a slender and long syringe from the perspective of a fish, as their bodies are fixed to the bed board, they fall into a state of unconsciousness in a daze, and they are blank again. But when I opened my eyes again, I was still stabbed by the white sunlight, pulling at my unconscious lower body, trying to escape from this terrifying white room. Not in a dream or in a real memory, I know that a car accident not only took my legs, but even my loving mother.

"Every day I wake up, I fall into the dark abyss, imprisoned in a white house, and live a life that is even more lonely than that of a prisoner sentenced to life imprisonment, not only because of loneliness, but also because of the wooden pimple tied to my hip bones, and I can't go out and feel the climate change in the outside world like a prisoner. My cowardly father is still in the pain of losing his wife, either through alcohol to kill his sorrows, or through busy work to get away from the short-term sadness, or even away from me, who resembles my mother.

"I cut my wrist with the glass that broke the mirror, the opening was not big, I watched the bright red liquid spill out of the red thread, slowly stained the futon red, and then died like this, I thought that I would wake up from my dream when I died, and I would see my mother when I died! But I still opened my eyes, and I was still lying on the cold hospital bed, motionless. Since then, the nurse has taken away all the sharp things, and the nurse has arranged for the nurse to supervise my grooming and washing every day, and I think I am really a criminal now.

"The white light shines warmly on my face, and the curtains are always white along this light, and I ask the nurse to open the window, and the wind blows in, with the special smell of tung leaves, is this the breath of nature? However, I seemed to be unable to touch it anymore, tears flowed involuntarily, and in a blur, I saw a dark shadow drifting across the clear blue sky. That's right, it's a bird, I've never thought a bird is so cute, it's an elf! My eyes seemed to be the eyes of this elf, following her, soaring, through the thin clouds, riding the wind, and seeing the infinite scenery.

"Since then, the bird has been my eyes, and I have tried to use a wheelchair to push the nurse out and take a walk, so that the air outside is suitable for people to breathe. I had a dream at night, and I dreamed that the bird stopped in front of my window, chirping, and as if talking to a human being, I opened my eyes, and it was a yellow light, not as dazzling as the sun, but so warm. I propped myself up and looked at the bird cautiously, and soon it did speak, 'Do you like me?' ’

Faced with such a question, I couldn't guess the meaning of the dream for a while, and looking at the bird, I didn't want to disturb this wonderful dream, but nodded in acquiescence. But the bird, who can only speak, 'Do you envy me?' ’

"Huh!? I smiled wryly and nodded slightly, why don't I envy it? It's so beautiful, so free, and I don't want to have a pair of beautiful wings, I just want to have a pair of moving legs. At this time, the tears flowed down again, I could feel the wet droplets of water across my cheeks, but soon the droplets of water felt like a soft scarf, a tall woman in a purple cheongsam stood in front of me, she gently wiped my tears, her slender fingers were so beautiful, so warm, caressing my forehead little by little. You are God's chosen child, destined to suffer and go through a scarred journey, and I am here to save you now. Her voice echoed in my head like a siren, 'Pain deepens pain,' her hand stroked my two logs, 'but pain can also come at the price of happiness.' ''How to change?'' I said yes, 'I'm deep in this dream, but I don't want to wake up.' 'Is it okay to do anything?' ''Hmm! Anything goes! She suddenly took out a small dagger, golden and faintly glowing, and gestured with her slender fingers, "This is a dagger capable of piercing everything," she suddenly pulled out the scabbard, and the straight blade of the knife was cold by the white moonlight.

"'What should I do?' How? 'I'm not afraid of that sharp dagger, I just want to grasp this last straw. 'Kill! Kill the cowardly self now, change, only erase the past, can there be space to meet the future self. She smiled, and I could feel her eerie smile on the silver-white knife, creepy. I stared blankly at the dagger in her hand, what should I do? My brain went blank for a while, and soon it was like someone else was saying, 'I do!' ’

"'Ten years of life,' she added, 'in exchange for ten years of life for the contractor, can you consider it?' I scrutinize this beautiful piece of metal, ten years? Even if I can only live standing for ten days, I am willing. I nodded, 'Come on!' ’

"And she held the dagger tightly, and the bright red liquid fell on the white sheets little by little, 'Then the contract ceremony begins,' 'I take the dagger, do I really want to stab it?' It hurts, it's worse than running over your legs! However, I did not want to wake up from this dream. I closed my eyes, but entered another dream, a red sticky line on my wrist slowly drooped along the long slit, slowly turning into thousands of slender red lines, one by one neatly extending forward, it was a long line of timeline, each of us stood at the forefront of the line, moving forward with the change of time, and the stars could not be changed. And then soon the dagger seemed to be inserted, and the red thread stretched out like a rubber band, disconnected, and disappeared, leaving only a dark background, and the only two red threads cherished each other, slowly approaching, intertwined, spiral-like entanglement, was it the DNA double helix that created life? Copying, transcribing, translating, and then a new life will be born, and I will be born again. 'The ceremony is over! ’

"I dreamed that I was standing up again, and when I opened my eyes again, I was really standing up. The white sunlight was scattered in front of the bed, and I thought it should have been a dream before, there was no car accident, and my mother did not die. However, Mom didn't come back to life, it turned out that everything was real! There is really no limit to human greed, and I pray that God will make a second contract and exchange the rest of my life for my mother's rebirth. So here I am today......

"Whether she is a Buddha girl or a rakshasa, if she can save her mother, she is my god. This is my personal will, I can't complain to others, even if I jump off these eighteen floors, I am willing. ”