"The heart is gone, and it's not interesting to live. ”

Old Fugui seemed to be trying to stand up, but his body as thin as cicada wings didn't seem to be able to withstand this action, he didn't stand up, like an old man, most of his staggering body was no longer obedient, he looked down at the urn, and the ashes inside had flown out.

It was as if his wife had already taken the first step, and no, she was waiting for her in front.

Old Fugui sighed, as if talking to himself, and as if he was deliberately saying it to Yan Huihong:

"When people are old, they always like to chatter;

Alas, his mom and dad are not a thing, but who told me to say that I wanted to be his godfather;

Twenty years ago and twenty years later, I was stuck because of a problem. ”

Yan Huihong didn't know what to say next to him, but he could see that the former giant in front of him didn't have much time, and just now, Yan Huihong was sure that when he replied "can live", he seemed to sense a special aura in his darkness, as if the person in front of him could really be resurrected immediately.

He's not bluffing, he's not a fox, he's really resurrected, but listening to his words, it's like he's given up.

But, how could it be!

"Tell him for me, his parents can't give it to him, I gave it to my godfather, people have no heart, they can live, but what's the point of living?

It's better to die!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the old rich and noble completely dissipated, and it seemed that he had followed his deceased wife.

And the picture here is completely lost here.

Everything came to an end, there was no sensational hustle and bustle, no brilliance, not vigorous, and it didn't seem to be thrilling.

He died more than half a year ago,

Actually, he really died half a year ago, and he didn't see the previous opportunity at all, he wanted to die, so he died peacefully.

The world cries and cries just to survive, and when he feels bored, even if the world is full of opportunities for him to live, he doesn't care about it.

He is capricious.

Yan Huihong squatted in place in a daze, he didn't understand why an audience, an audience at that level, would actually give up the chance to survive.

Moreover, he didn't have time to ask, who did Fugui want to convey these words to?

Whose godfather are you, and who is so lucky to be your godson with your inheritance?

Thunderbolt was finally able to get close at this time, and he also squatted down beside Yan Huihong, and asked curiously, "What is the situation?"

"You say, people can't live without a heart?" Yan Huihong asked as he looked at the Thunderbolt Tower.

"Your brain is in water?" Thunderbolt took a deep breath and continued, "I know that we are under a lot of pressure to find a way to preach the Tao now, but Lao Yan, don't scare me, I won't be surprised if you die in an accident, but you won't collapse under this pressure, right? ”

In the past, they were also threesomes, plus a Lan Lin, but Lan Lin had already died in the story world, and it was suicide.

Therefore, Pilou was more sensitive to this aspect of the matter, and he was very worried that Yan Huihong would follow Lan Lin's old path.

"People have no heart. Yan Huihong pursed his lips, like a child, and slowly stood up, "People have no heart, what does it mean?"

Thunder Lou watched from the side, and didn't dare to leave, for fear that something would happen to Yan Huihong.

Yan Huihong looked at a glass window on the side of the street, and from the window, he saw himself, of course, and the thunderbolt tower standing beside him, at this time, his brows began to wrinkle more and more, as if thinking about something began to fall into a kind of struggle and hesitation.

"Thunderbolt, are you afraid of death?" Yan Huihong suddenly asked again.

"Nonsense, of course I'm afraid. Thunderbolt replied.

"But why did Lan Lin commit suicide?" Yan Huihong asked again.

"............," replied Thunderbolt after a pause, "because she has seen something more terrible than death." ”

"Oh. Yan Huihong nodded, and seemed a little noncommittal to the answer to the thunderbolt, and then he continued to look at himself in the window, "Are you afraid of death?"

This time, Yan Huihong asked not about Perak, but about himself, and about himself in the mirror.

Yan Huihong's face showed surprise, hesitation, and apprehension, all of this was naturally presented in the mirror, and he seemed to be really caught in the problems he gave himself, looking a little embarrassed and a little confused.

"I ...... I guess I'm scared too. Yan Huihong replied to himself very seriously.

"Lao Yan, hey, Lao Yan!" Thunder Lou felt that it would be a little too late for him to wake up Yan Huihong, because he found that Yan Huihong's current expression was very similar to Lan Lin at the beginning.

"So, why is he not afraid of death?" Yan Huihong wondered, as if at this time, he was thinking about this problem with himself in the mirror, "How can there be such a person if he gives up the hope of resurrection from the dead?"

Yan Huihong squatted down by the mirror again.

It was a barber shop, and the owner walked out with some annoyance when he saw a guy crouching by his door and window.

Thunderbolt spread his hands out, and in an instant, the people and things in the nearby small street fell into a kind of slow motion at this time.

"Thunderbolt, you say, what criteria does it use to select its audience?" Yan Huihong asked.

"How do I know, I'm not it. "Thunder Tower coaxed Yan Huihong like a child.

"But I know that it only chooses those who are afraid of death.

Throughout the ages, groups of ordinary people have been selected, they are afraid of death, so they struggle in the world of stories, and they struggle in the circle of listeners.

And they, the stronger they are, the higher their realm, the more they often begin to become afraid of death, perhaps the newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but for whatever reason, under the fear of death, they have become puppets on the radio.

In normal times, they become the playthings of the radio for the entertainment of the broadcast, and in the end, they will be led on the train to the other world to play the role of cannon fodder.

I don't know if anyone has resisted it before, but since I became a listener, I've rarely seen anyone dare to resist it, and they have kept it secret.

In the past, I saw that one, who was smuggled back from that world with a hatred for broadcasting to seek revenge on the radio, but the ending was miserable, and he was pulled into the story world by the broadcast, and even his own inheritance was stripped out and re-distributed by the broadcast as a reward for the story world.

But he was out of hatred, because the broadcast was for fun, for his own liking, and forcibly arranged a point in time for him to let his wife die in front of him like this.

Hate is an emotion, he can make people crazy, in fact, it is also a purpose, when you have hate, when you have joy, anger and sorrow, emotions govern your behavior, and it is also reasonable for Yue Zihong.

Even, even if it's your empty and boring yawning, it's actually a kind of purpose.................."

Yan Huihong chattered to himself, the more he spoke, the faster he spoke, and even the more he said, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

This kind of bright light made the thunderbolt on one side look a little frightened, and he really didn't know how to deal with it.

"Do you remember what my previous dream was?" Yan Huihong asked, pointing to himself in the glass.

Yan Huihong thought for a while and replied to himself: "A group of brothers can get together to drink every day." ”

Yan Huihong stretched out his hand, touched the glass with his fingertips, closed his eyes, and said slowly:

"Life is life, death is death, we listeners, this is what life does not bring and death does not bring, your existence, no one knows, your death will help you erase.

But why should you be urged to jump like a grasshopper?

I still have a heart, or maybe I don't have a heart, but I know I don't want to die right now, and I'm having a pretty good time with all the stuff out of it.

So, there's nothing to be reluctant to give up, and there's nothing you can't let go. ”

Yan Huihong turned around and faced the Thunderbolt Tower, the beard on his face trembled, as if he was a little excited, "I will try my best to live, and I will do whatever it takes to live............"

"Hmm......" Thunderbolt could only nod in response, but he couldn't answer "No, you go die".

"But if I really die one day, I hope I can be as calm as I am now, brother, have you read the Analects?" Yan Huihong asked again.

"Have you forgotten that I graduated from the Department of Chinese? I am also a scholarly family, and you mixed society also want to compare culture with me? ”

"Okay, let me ask you: Sima Niu said worriedly: 'Everyone has brothers, and I die alone. ’”

Thunderbolt Lou replied directly without thinking about it: "Zi Xia said: 'Shang Wenzhi: life and death are fate, wealth and wealth are in the ...... heaven'"

Before the thunderbolt was finished, Yan Huihong raised his head violently and looked at the sky,

"Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky!"

..................

On a plane flying from Chengdu to Qinhuangdao, Boss Liang, who was napping, suddenly opened his eyes, showed surprise, and said unexpectedly: "So fast?"

For a while, Boss Liang suddenly had a feeling of loneliness, originally, you are the only one, now, you are not, naturally there is a sense of dazed and lost, but Boss Liang still shook his head self-deprecatingly, smiled again, looked out of the porthole, the plane has arrived in Hebei, it should be almost there.

..................

Perak Lou looked at his old friend and friend in disbelief in disbelief, because the scene in front of him was too unbelievable, and it brought him a great shock and excitement.

He saw that Yan Huihong's eyes began to get brighter and brighter,

He saw that Yan Huihong's body began to bloom with a white light,

He saw that Yan Huihong's breath seemed to be boiling like boiling water.

And he saw,

The top of Yan Huihong's head,

A huge tombstone phantom has appeared!

From this day onwards,

The big man of the world,

No longer unique!