Hu Zishuo was lying on the table and was about to fall asleep, and the three forgets flashed in. It was almost midnight, and the yellow candles in the store were lit up. Beard Shuo curled up in a ball and sat at one end of the long table, while Fei Ge spun to his master's legs, and the black cat was very obediently lying on the other corner of the table away from Beard Shuo and napping.

As soon as the candlelight lit, Beard Shuo said slowly, "I thought you weren't coming back today." ”

Sanwang sat across from Hu Zishuo, across the long wooden table, her face hazy and quiet that could not be described.

"Master. Sanwang's voice was short, as if he had mustered up enough courage.

Hu Zishuo rubbed his eyes, as if the tone of a parent of a schoolgirl who was waiting for the night to not return: "I have to tell you." ”

"Master. Sanfu interrupted him.

Hu Zishuo looked up at her face, only to realize that although her eyes were looking at herself, they seemed to have endless holes.

"What?" Hu Zishuo suddenly panicked, and as if he had done something wrong, he looked away.

"I'm here to ask you. Sanwang didn't move, and there was this indescribable firmness in his words: "I hope you can ...... Tell me. ”

Like a child who had done something wrong, Hu Zishuo folded his hands on the table and whispered, "What is so serious? ”

"Wen Xi ......" Sanwang's heart suddenly felt a cone pain, she finished reading these two words with great difficulty, exhaled, and frowned together.

Seeing her like this, Hu Zishuo quickly stood up and said, "Who are you in charge of?"

Sanwang raised his head and asked, "Wenxi's thing, is it an idle matter?"

Hu Zishuo didn't expect her to ask such a question, so he approached and looked at her and said, "Except for the things you forgot about the three things, of course, everything else is idle matter." His eyes dodged the gaze of Sanwang, how could she not see it.

"Don't you want to tell me?" Sanwang said softly: "I couldn't see Gao Zhengnan's past life and future, but the twin flowers opened the dream of his previous life, and let me see a little girl named Wenxi in his hair, this little girl and Gao Zhengnan's previous life were acquainted. ”

Hu Zishuo walked to the pavilion and poured her a cup of hot tea, and Sanwang looked at his back and said, "Every word of that little girl, I feel very familiar, and I have an illusion of déjà vu. It's like ......"

Hu Zishuo turned around and handed the tea to her and said, "It's just a mortal's past life, what's worth wondering about you." ”

Sanwang shook his head: "It's been 498 years, I've seen countless past lives, heard countless names and voices, and none of them make me feel so kind. She looked up at Hu Zishuo's face, and the eyes that usually smiled and scolded were written with worry and pity.

Hu Zishuo put down the teacup and resumed his flat expression: "When we do soul guidance, there will always be one or two illusions, this time the soul seems to know ourselves, in fact, maybe it is only during this period that we have met with them. For such a long time, there are always some people who have reincarnated repeatedly, and there will always be one or two times when they make their hearts move, which are very normal things. ”

Sanfu looked at his side and said, "Really?"

Hu Zishuo looked at the teacup on the table and said, "You see, this bowl can hold tea to relieve worries today, making people forget their troubles for a while, and yesterday there was also Meng Po soup, which makes people forget all the grievances in this life." Tomorrow, perhaps, it will be as true as water, washing away the traces of the gods. The bowl is still the same bowl, but the content of the tea soup is very different. Just like people, what they see may still be this skin, but what they are facing may not be the original soul for a long time. He cast his gaze back on her face: "Bodhi has no platform, where to stir up dust." Don't you always say that you want to leave this flower shop, just guide the souls to come, accept all their joys and sorrows, and wait to send them to hell or the next reincarnation. It would be enough to hold out for another two years. ”

Sanwang closed her eyes and meditated for a while, the aroma of anxiety tea permeated the tip of her nose, and the thousands of scenes in the earthly world seemed to her to be reincarnated again and again, the flowers were extremely blooming, and the cruelty of human affection was already numb, but today she moved her heart again and again for the soul of a woman.

She took out the white folding fan, and Hu Zishuo sighed and said, "You, I knew that this would be like this, and I shouldn't have borrowed this fan from you in the first place." With that, he waved his big hand, and the white folding fan unfolded itself and spread it on the table, and the woman's soul was bounced up by the golden light of the beard's fingertips, and transformed into a human form.

The woman looked at Sanwu and bowed deeply to her.

The ash in the incense burner came from nowhere, forming a cloud of smoke that was about to melt the woman. Sanwang raised his hand and said, "Here is me, come according to my rules!"

The cloud cleared, and Beard saw her stand up, as if all the conversation had never happened, and she was still the joyless soul collector. She walked to the flower pavilion and took out a packet of fragrant jasmine, and put it in the tea bowl, and the boiling water stirred up the jasmine's posture, dancing and spinning in the cup, and the aroma carried a serenity, as if to make the tea drinker forget all the pain that had happened to her.

Sanwang put the tea in front of her and said, "Your bones will be recreated tomorrow, may your soul be truly rested, and you will never have to wander in the world again." ”

The woman said gratefully, "Thank you so much for allowing me to see my two children!"

"Don't thank me. Sanwang sat opposite her and looked at her quietly: "You have suffered too much in this life, please take good care of yourself in the next life." ”

The woman nodded, took the tea and drank it down. This brown soul circled around the hall and fell into Tang Sancai's bottle.

There is an extra line of words on the book of the three forgets: Li Caiying, September 19, 2001, died in Moyuan Town. The cause of death was four stabs in the chest by the gangster.

The golden seal was sealed at the mouth of the bottle, and Hu Zishuo looked at Sanwang and said, "Do you know that her bones will be found tomorrow?"

Sanwang said while packing up the tea set: "I look at Su Yang's future, he should have arrived in Moyuan Town today, at most tomorrow they will find that small stone house." ”

Hu Zishuo couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Just going to a market, being targeted by human traffickers, and masturbating people in the middle of the day, and killing the mother in front of the child, this kind of person goes to eighteen layers of hell, it seems that it is too light." ”

"Whichever is heavier, it must be their own sin, and no one can escape punishment, right?" said Sanwang as if casually.

Hu Zishuo returned to his former demeanor: "The wicked have their own evil retribution." The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant. This has been true since ancient times. ”

Sanwang drank the tea that was almost cooled: "Master, you just made me no worry tea!"

Hu Zishuo was surprised and said, "Is it wrong?

Sanwang half-poured the residue of the tea soup to him: "Bitter gourd." The look in his eyes was very helpless.

Hu Zishuo touched his head: "It's all because you're too busy coming back, I've been working hard lately!" ”

Sanwang wiped the tea bowl and put it back in the flower pavilion room, and comforted Hu Zishuo: "It's really hard for you! ”

"Oops!" Hu Zishuo patted his head: "If you don't say it, you really forgot, I have something to discuss with you!"

Sanwang returned to the long table, Hu Zishuo beckoned the black glazed porcelain plate with his left hand, and waved the glass bottle with his right hand. Sanwang reminded: "Master, it is really as precious as water! That porcelain plate is also a sacrificial object in the Eastern Han Dynasty." ”

Hu Zishuo glanced at her: "When did the little girl become so angry." I didn't find these things for you. ”

Sanwang said word by word: "The glass vase and the Tang Sancai vase were found by you from the ancient tomb pile, but it is true that the water was rewarded to me by the one in the sky more than two hundred years ago, and the porcelain plate ......."

Hu Zishuo hurriedly waved his hand: "I'm afraid of you, I really settled the account with the master, if you say more, my hand trembles, and it will really spill." ”

Sanfu stopped talking, and watched him pour Zhenru water into the black glazed porcelain plate. Needless to say, it rained heavily in the world of the world in an instant.

Hu Zishuo's hands were full of golden light, and several people in black clothes and black pants appeared in the porcelain, different from ordinary soul collectors, these people all had anxious expressions on their faces, and they were discussing enthusiastically. Suddenly, a cloud of gray qi flew in, and several people stretched out their right palms at the same time to sacrifice the light of the dark night, and the gray qi swam in all directions, smooth as a loach, not shrouded in blue fire. Several people gathered around the circle to control the gray gas in the blue light, and the blue light shrank smaller and smaller, and finally it was the size of a basketball. Everyone thought that the ash gas had been completely burned out at this time, and they were just about to withdraw the light flame in their hands, but the ash gas erupted from the top of the ball, and everyone was about to emit the light of the night again, and they found that the energy of their right hand had been completely absorbed by the ash gas. The gray gas did not linger, only spewed out a blue flame to form a flame word on the ground, and if you look closely, it is actually a "wrong" word. By the time everyone went to look for his traces again, they had long since disappeared.

The image disappeared, and Sanfu said puzzledly, "What is it? can actually suck the light of the night?"

"Soul!" Hu Zishuo spit out two extremely ordinary words: "It's not an ordinary soul, it's a soul that is more wronged than Li Caiying." ”

"Lee Chae-young's soul is yellow, and this guy's is gray. The three forgot the baby's black glazed porcelain plate in the palm of his hand and wiped it clean.

"Probably the grievance is too heavy!" Hu Zishuo replied, "It's been a long time since I've had such a big grievance." ”

"Yes!" Sanwang put the glass bottle back on the cabinet: "Last time it was Cai Dou's." What does this soul have to do with the master? I have to go to the north myself. ”

"Probably by providence, this guy went all the way north to the south, breaking dozens of soul collectors' night lights on the way. Hu Zishuo came one by one: "I really don't know, what is the purpose of his coming here?"

Sanyu remembered what Li Caiying said about the murderous master, and said to Hu Zishuo: "Could it be that it is a PK with that fierce master?"

"Fierce master?" Hu Zishuo looked at her in surprise: "PK? Wow, your brain circuits have been too big lately." However, who is the murderer?"

San Forget repeated Li Caiying's words, and Hu Zishuo paced and thought carefully: "Is this evil spirit you are talking about, making such a big move, just to let Li Caiying get the twin flowers, the guys in hell, there are a few who are thinking about others." No matter what, I'll go on another trip myself. With that, he was leaving.

Sanwang said behind him: "It's too late, let's go again tomorrow!"

Hu Zishuo didn't look back, waved his hand and said, "Which one in this house doesn't walk at night more than on Sunshine Avenue! The door of the underworld is easier to enter at night than during the day." ”

It's right to think about it, after all, no one in this room is a normal person, and he can't think according to ordinary people's thinking.