"How did the hole in your body come from? It can't be made like this, right? I pressed the boy to ask.

"No, I've been like this since I was a child, it seems to be a disease." The boy replied.

"Since childhood? How small? You don't seem to be big right now, do you? ”

"Not big? Hmph, you, you should call me grandpa, I was here when this hospital was a bungalow. The little boy pouted and said with an arrogant expression.

I glanced at the boy's clothes. He was wearing a gray-white hospital gown, which looked dirty and old, and I had been in the hospital all day today, and the hospital gown in this hospital was very loose, similar to the style of Hanfu, which was completely different from what the boy worn.

"What year did you die?" I asked.

"What year?" The boy tilted his head and thought for a long time before replying, "If I'm not mistaken, it seems to be 57 years, 1957." ”

"It's 2014 and you've been dead for 57 years." I said.

"57 years? Is it only 57 years? How do I feel like hundreds of years have passed? The boy said in amazement.

"You're so lonely, so you feel like time is slowing by, right?"

"Lonely? I? No, I can always meet people like you, and I see that you stupidly want to go back but zuihou can't go back at all, hahaha, it's really interesting. ”

"What do you mean you can't go back?" I asked.

"If you can't go back, you can't go back, many people are like you, they don't want to admit that they are dead, you should also recognize the reality, since you have appeared here, it proves that you are dead, and soon something will come to you, and they will take you away."

"They? Who are they? Death? Bull head horse noodles? ”

"It's pretty much what you said, but I'm not sure, it seems that everyone sees something different, and what I saw at the time were two aunts who spoke very politely."

"You've seen them too?"

"Well, I did." The boy said.

"Then weishenme you weren't taken away?" I wondered.

"I refused, I didn't want to go, but it's definitely not a good idea." The boy looked very old when he spoke, perhaps he had been dead for a long time, and although his appearance had not changed in any way, his heart was rapidly aging, which made him like many old people like to say things that sounded mysterious, and it was difficult to grasp the meaning of what he was trying to say right away.

I was about to ask him what he wanted to say, when a man suddenly appeared at the door of the ward.

The door had never been opened, and the man had appeared out of thin air. He was a foreign man in a black suit and a black bow tie, estimated to be about 70 years old, with his silver hair neatly combed back, and he looked like a priest.

His gaze lingered on the hospital bed for a few seconds, then turned to the corner where I was.

I quickly got up from the ground, and the eyes of the old foreign priest moved with me, and always met my gaze.

"You're here to take me to the Netherworld?" I asked tentatively.

The old priest nodded at me.

Damn!

I cursed inwardly, and because of this temporary emotional instability, one of my feet fell under the floor. I quickly steadied myself and took two more deep breaths to calm myself so that my feet could be firmly planted on the floor of the hospital room again.

"Weishenme, will you be a foreigner?" I asked as soon as I calmed down.

"I'm just showing up the way you want to see it." The pastor opened his mouth to answer, speaking with a slight Northeast accent, he reminded me of Qiao Wei, if I really died, I would probably hope that Qiao Wei would come and do a transcendent ritual for me, maybe it was for this reason that the prefecture would let a foreigner who spoke Northeast dialect pick me up.

"I think I can refuse to go with you, right?" I asked.

The priest glanced at the honeycomb boy crouching in the corner, then looked at me again and said, "You can refuse, but do you really want to stay like this?" ”

"Of course! I'm not dead at all, you see, I'm still ...... I'm alive. I tried to control my emotions and pointed to my body on the hospital bed and said to the foreigner pastor.

"Maybe I'm a little early, but you'll get it soon. There is another point that I must remind you, maybe you think that there are still people you are nostalgic for on this shijie, and there are also people who are concerned about you, but what about a hundred years later? People will forget you completely, and what awaits you is complete, never-ending loneliness, and believe me, a hundred years is not as long as you think, but the loneliness that follows is completely different. I'll come back to you, hopefully you've figured it out by then. ”

With that, the foreign priest nodded politely at me, and then disappeared from my eyes.

The man who came to capture me is gone, and what the honeycomb boy said is true, I can really say no, and I can stay here, but what the priest said made me very concerned.

Never-ending loneliness......

I do have too many nostalgic people and things, my parents, Shu Xin, and the mess of the gods, but as the pastor just said, in another hundred years, who will remember me when everyone is dead? Will they be willing to join me as a geist?

Maybe before that I had been tortured into a murderous ghost by a long period of solitude, and I hadn't seen anything like it.

I shook my head lightly - it seems to be a little early to think about these issues, my body is still lying there, I don't think I'm dead, it must be the Ten Fist Sword and the Liliang of the Moon Reading that got me to where I am now, I can go back, I'm pretty sure of that.

"Have you been squatting here?" I looked at the boy in the corner again.

"Probably, where are you going?"

"I have a friend who is also admitted to this hospital, and I need to see how he is doing, maybe he can help me get back."

"Oh, that's right." The boy stood up from the ground as he spoke, "I'll go with you, I'm more familiar with the hospital than you." ”

I don't need a guide, and since I'm locked in the intensive care unit, Qiao Wei shouldn't be too far away from me. But I need someone who can tell me more about the weird things that happen to me in a ghost state than a guide, and this honeycomb boy is the only one at the moment.

"Come on, then." I said.

"You won't be disappointed." The honeycomb boy looked pleased, and he jumped up from the ground, and then disappeared from the corner with a swish.

I was stunned, and within a second the boy came out of the corner and said to me with a grin, "Forget you're a newbie, go out the door." With that, he shook his head again and walked to the door of the ward, but he still walked through the door directly.