I got up and squatted on the ground and patted the dog's little head, I said: "Dog, don't shout, I have a headache when I shout, I told you that there is a bloody disaster, since you insist on going out, it is the will of God, and the will of God is difficult to disobey, and I can't help it." ”

My dog died, and he was beaten to death by someone else when he went out to steal food.

I think I was also at fault, I forgot to feed it after sleeping for a long time.

I'm a little sad, but life and death have a fate, and I can't help it, at most, I can only go back and flip through the reincarnation record to see where it will be reincarnated in the next life, its life cannot be changed, and the same is true for immortals.

I fell asleep again, but I returned to the underworld with the dog in my arms, probably because I had changed my body, and the dog was very uneasy in my arms.

I patted it and smoothed it: "Don't be afraid, I am Meng Po in the underworld, in charge of the reciprocation of the soul, let's get acquainted with each other, show you your life chart in the next life, if the reincarnation is not good, I will quietly change it for you." ”

It's okay, it's okay, I died in vain in this life, and I will be a man in the next life.

The dog was personally sent to reincarnation, and I was extremely reluctant to reincarnate, so I bit my skirt and didn't let go, and I couldn't be appeased for a long time, and I almost called the spirit master to sing a requiem, but fortunately, the judge passed by, and broke the hem of the clothes with a wave of the soul chasing pen, which successfully sent the dog away.

Then the judge and I realized that the dog didn't seem to have drunk the soup of forgetfulness.

Three days after I woke up again, I returned to my bed, my father and mother had returned from the Imperial City Temple, and I don't know when they had picked me up from my third aunt's house.

The room was full of adults and children, men and women, as well as doctors and apprentices.

I opened my eyes and looked at these familiar people calmly, and felt very strange, my father and mother were overjoyed, and my mother hugged me and cried and laughed: "Ning'er finally woke up, scared my mother to death, and my mother will never leave Ning'er for so long in the future." ”

Crying, tears and snot were stuck on my little shoulders, sticky and uncomfortable.

I watched the room full of people comforting my father and mother, shushing me and asking for warmth, watching the room full of people slowly leave, I sat quietly on the bed and drank the decoction that the elementary school apprentice in the hospital gave me.

Coming to the world is just to make up for the mistakes I have committed, I have a cold temperament, I have never dealt with people, these human feelings are just a burden to me, I have never cared, twenty years in an instant, quietly passed, and there will be nothing to do with it in the future.

A little cousin came to me and asked, "Sister A-Ning, do you want your dog, the little beggar at the door has been hugging him for three days, and the dog is going to stink." ”

That's when I thought of sending away the dog's soul, and its body was not buried.

I quickly ran out, and the little beggar in the opposite corner was holding the body of my dog.

What did he do with the dog's corpse? They don't bury it, they don't eat it.

He didn't notice me when I stood in front of him, and he didn't look at me until I squatted down and touched the dog's fur, and he said, "Your dog is dead." ”

His voice was hoarse, like he had a cold, and I nodded.

He said, "I don't want your dog, I won't eat it, I just don't want others to eat it." ”

His voice was hoarse, his eyes were determined, he was not justifying, he was stating the facts.

I took the dog out of his arms and I said, "Thank you." ”

I didn't know why I looked back at him when I got to the door, and I thought I was going to meet his sparkling eyes.

But no, he fell to the ground, and the sun shone on him, and it looked peaceful.

His hair was still messy, and his face was still dirty, hidden in the mess.

There were five Yin soldiers standing next to him, and they were about to die.

The little beggar at the door did not die, and I drove the Yin soldiers away.

Originally, I didn't care about life and death, but thinking about it, the death of this little beggar had something to do with me.

The dog was killed by others because I didn't feed the hungry in time, and because the dog was on the human diet, someone wanted to eat dog meat, and the little beggar was starved to death for three days.

The cycle of cause and effect, I saved him, and I was considered to have fulfilled this cause and effect.

I buried the dog in my yard, and a few cousins and cousins were playing on the side, and they teased me and said, "Aning, are you going to bury the dog, why are you burying it so hard, anyway, when you can't see it, we will dig it out and roast it." ”

I ignored them, just a bunch of kids.

I felt like I was in the middle of the city, but I was watching a play that I was out of, I wasn't the protagonist, I wasn't a spectator, I was just passing by.

You can eat dogs, but eating dogs I have buried is evil, and it is up to you to choose whether it is good or evil.

At dinner in the evening, my little cousin came to look for me, even the kind of running and crawling, he was very wheezing and did not speak coherently, but his voice was very excited.

"Sister A-Ning, Sister A-Ning, the little beggar at the door is being beaten, and many people are watching the excitement, do you want to go and see it."

Whether he was beaten or beaten is his life trajectory, what do I want to see? I don't know how many years I've survived, and I don't know how much I've watched it, but what is there to see in such a small episode in the world.

"Your sister A-Ning doesn't like to watch the excitement, what do girls watch, you should go back early, be careful that people hurt you."

Before I could speak, my mother grabbed a steamed bun on the table and stuffed it to this little cousin, and sent the person away by the way.

Then he instructed me: "They are all people of three religions and nine streams, Ning'er must remember to go far away when she encounters such a thing when she goes out in the future, you know?" ”

I nodded, very well-behaved.

My father sandwiched a piece of meat for me, and patted my little head quite lovingly: "Ning'er is fine with everything, but her health is a little worse, and she has seen a lot of doctors over the years, all of them are a rhetoric, Daddy doesn't believe in fate, my Ning'er will definitely live a hundred years." ”

My mother seemed to think of something, put down her chopsticks and pulled my father's sleeve: "Could Ning'er not be sick?" What kind of demon is it entangled in? Do you remember the little Taoist priest we met on the way back from the temple, he said that he was very godly, and said that he came to Beijing to catch demons, and that you can go to the Taoist hall outside the city to find him if you have something. ”

Dad's expression changed from doubtful to solemn, and he said, "Maybe you can give it a try, I'll go out of the city early tomorrow morning to look for him." ”

Little Taoist? Monster hunting?

I am Huangquan Meng Po in the underworld, which monster who is not afraid of death dares to approach me, isn't this a proper way to find death.

Naturally, I won't say anything, I will do whatever my parents arrange for me, and it has nothing to do with me anyway.

Dad got up very early, and it took more than an hour to go back and forth from my house to the gym outside the city, plus it took some time in the middle, and it would take two hours to roughly calculate, just in time to come back for lunch.

If there are guests at home, my mother got up early in the morning to clean up, and she stuffed me with a few copper coins: "Ning'er, go to the breakfast stall near the door to buy two cakes to eat, the guests who come to the house today are not ordinary people, my mother wants to clean up the house inside and out, and it will save people from neglecting." ”

I'm not actually hungry, but I'm greedy, and Aunt Zhang's cakes are crispy and delicious.

When I went out, I saw the little beggar curled up in the corner, sitting on the ground with his knees folded, and his whole head buried in the crook of his arm.

He was soaked all over his body, his clothes and hair were clinging to his body, and he looked particularly pitiful, helpless and embarrassed.

I suddenly thought of my dog, and he was like this when I picked up my dog, and he was very much like me when I first met my dog.

I looked up at the sky, it looked like it was raining but it hadn't rained yet, and the ground was dry, so it seemed that someone had deliberately splashed him with water.

I bought two cakes to eat and went home, I didn't plan to stop when I passed by the little beggar, there are more poor people in the world, I am Meng Po, not a Bodhisattva.

The uncle who sold the sugar gourd called me: "A-Ning, do you want to eat the sugar gourd today, Abel will pick the biggest string for you." ”

I shook my head, I bought cakes with all the money, and I couldn't buy sugar gourds.

There was a cold wind blowing, and Abel tightened his clothes and looked at the sky: "Then you go back quickly, Abel is going back too, the sky is going to change, and it will rain heavily in a while." ”

It's really not the right time for Daddy to go out, I guess I haven't arrived at the gym outside the city at this time, and I don't know if he brought an umbrella when he went out.

I thought about it, or decided to give the little beggar an umbrella, God has the virtue of a good life, and I am also a gesture, I feel that the little beggar will rain again, and the little life is estimated to be hanging again.

When I appeared in front of the little beggar with an umbrella, he had already fallen to the ground, his hair was messy and covered his face, and I couldn't see his face clearly.

I crouched down and shook his shoulder and asked, "Do you want to eat bread?" ”

Hearing my voice, he moved, his hair falling apart, revealing his dirty little face.

He opened his eyes, and they were still bright and bright.

I handed him the bread, "Do you want to eat it?" ”

He got up and sat down against the wall, and did not answer me, nor did he take my bread.

Disliked?

Looking at the cake in my hand that I had bitten a few bites, I handed it to him again: "Aunt Zhang's cake is delicious, if you think I'm dirty, I'll break off the place where I ate." ”

I put my umbrella against the wall and was about to break the bread when he took it.

"Thank you."

He eats very well, although he eats urgently, he is not embarrassed.

I asked him, "This little street is very remote in the city, and it is not easy for you to get money here, why don't you go to the bustling street to ask for food, and if you stay here any longer, be careful of starving you." ”

He didn't care about eating the bread, so he yelled at me, "I don't want food." ”

No, it's not, what are you doing so fiercely?

Seeing that I didn't speak, he probably thought it scared me: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

Is that...... Intentionally?

He said, "I'm waiting for someone." ”

"Waiting for whom?"

"Someone who can take me away." The voice is hoarse, the eyes are firm, and the tone is resolute,

He stuffed the cake into his mouth again, and his chapped lips spilled a little blood, stained the cake, and he ate it all into his stomach.

His face was red, and his dirty face couldn't stop that redness, and he was shivering all over, and I knew he had a fever.

I said to him: "It's a different day, your clothes are soaked, it won't be good if it rains again, the umbrella is left for you, if you can't wait for the person you are waiting for, you can take the umbrella to find a place to hide from the rain first, I will go back first, I am not in good health, I can't get wet." ”