When Jiang Azi led everyone along the road to find Yan Jiu, Yan Jiu was squatting beside Nagara and breaking his thoughts.

"Test you, write an argumentative essay in praise of me. Requirements: self-determined, self-selected style (or except for poetry), self-drafted topic, no plagiarism, no less than 800 words. ”

Nagara: "...... "You'd better kill me!"

Yan Jiu's face was distressed, and the more he spoke, the more energetic he became: "Technology is popular, after all, you have learned to escape with smoke bombs." But you don't even know how to write essays in primary school, you say, does 12 years of compulsory education still have to be universalized? ”

Nagaro was stimulated to faint, and was slapped a few times by Yan Educator Jiu, but he didn't say a word.

Everyone: She could have done it directly, but she still pretended to ask a few questions.

Jiang Azi suddenly felt a little melancholy.

She really underestimated the power of the curator.

On the way to come.

Jiang Azi was still worried about whether Yan Jiu would be able to fight.

She should have known that Yan Jiu was not an ordinary person when Yan Jiu said those words nonsensically.

Ma Weiwei heard Jiang Azi's muttering.

She collapsed and leaned on the other's back.

Ma Weiwei asked, "What words?" ”

Jiang Azi recalled the scene of his meeting with Yan Jiu.

Recently.

When she took a taxi to the unfinished building.

Yan Jiu was squatting on the ground with a heavy face and counting ants.

With the terrifying atmosphere around you.

Jiang Azi really wanted to tell a ghost story in response to the situation.

But she held back.

She wasn't sure if Yan Jiu was here, and if there was something big about it.

Jiang Azi poked Yan Jiu: "Ajiu, what are we doing here in the middle of the night?" ”

Yan Jiu: "Originally, it was to save people. ”

Jiang Azi: "What now? ”

Yan Jiu: "Let sin be exposed to the sun." ”

Jiang Azi: "......, you mean to say exposure to the sun, right?"

Seeing Yan Jiu's serious expression.

Jiang Azi sighed heavily.

Silently turned his back.

They were called to the nearest psychiatric hospital.

Haven't dialed it yet.

Yan Jiu's face appeared beside Jiang Azi: "What are you doing behind my back?" ”

Jiang Azi hurriedly hung up and said nonsense with a serious face: "The courier has arrived, I'm afraid that our family's situation will scare the courier again, and I plan to let him put the courier at the Caiji Station." ”

Yan Jiu looked at Jiang Azi with his arms in his arms.

smiled.

Turned around and looked at the unfinished building not far away.

There was only one room where the light was shining.

She was also after coming here.

Only then did he remove the mist that shrouded the old woman's life, and found that the luck of the old woman had also been taken away.

Not long before Jiang Azi arrived.

Yan Jiu had calculated carefully.

Calculating the old woman's death tonight is not simple.

She didn't know what she was going to do.

It is to take the opportunity to catch the luck snatcher who has been hidden for a long time.

Or to extend the life of the old woman.

But no matter how much she continues.

The old woman is like a withered lamp and a candle.

Eventually, it will pass away.

Yan Jiu inexplicably remembered her master's teachings.

Helping good people continue their lives is the only thing she can do, so why doesn't she do her best?

Just when she knew what to do.

The old woman walked out with a lantern and flowers.

It was a flashlight.

It's the sunflower.

The rickety man finally stopped in front of Yan Jiu.

The old woman smiled kindly: "The big dog told me that a guest came to visit, but I didn't believe it at first. ”

Yan Jiu pursed his lips.

Look behind the old woman.

Kittens and puppies are everywhere.

The old woman is their patron saint.

They also seem to be the guardians of the old woman.

Yan Jiu opened his mouth.

Just about to say something.

The old woman shook her head: "I know that my limit is approaching, children from afar, please don't worry about me." ”

She was relieved.

It seemed that no amount of grief could shake her.

Happy she accepts.

She still accepts the pain.

The old woman said that she knew that she was about to turn away from the pleasures of life.

But Yan Jiu knew that this was not right.

The old woman should have a happy family and enjoy her old age in peace, and the fate that should not belong to her, presenting her with nectar that symbolizes death, will make her life wither and wither like a flower branch, which is not the fate of the old woman.

Yan Jiu's chest was tight.

She didn't know what she was supposed to say.

The old woman saw Yan Jiu's embarrassment.

She bowed her head.

Touched the misshapen little milk cat in his pocket.

While the old woman spoke, she looked up at Yan Jiu: "I believe in cause and effect, look, aren't you coming?" ”

Hear the words.

Yan Jiu was stunned for several seconds.

The old woman said, "Your appearance represents everything. ”

She handed the sunflower in her hand to Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu took the budding Chu saffron and carefully pinched the light red flower path, lest it be destroyed.

The old woman sent her sincere blessings: "May the richness of this flower call you back from the darkness, and may the sunshine be with you." ”

Yan Jiu's lips moved slightly.

In the end, nothing was said.

She leaned in and sniffed the flower.

The faint fragrance of flowers seemed to take her back to her previous life, to the time when her master and brother were still there.

It's so wonderful.

Wait until Yan Jiu comes back to his senses.

The old woman has left.

There are only flowers, which symbolize that the old woman has come.

Yan Jiu pinned the flowers in his pocket.

Close your eyes and feel the mystery here.

She will make the perpetrators pay the same price.

Wait until Jiang Azi arrives.

Yan Jiu counted the ants.

Ants still have their own lives, how can human lives be bound by malicious rules?

Then.

Jiang Azi interrupted Yan Jiu's memories.

She pointed to the top of a building not far away.

Jiang Azi covered his mouth with one hand and whispered, "Did three figures appear on the roof of that building out of thin air?" ”

Yan Jiu looked at Jiang Azi's fingers.

The killing intent in his eyes made people shudder.

But the murderous aura was fleeting.

Yan Jiu rubbed his palm: "Well, start Plan B." ”

Jiang Azi nodded subconsciously.

Then he was confused: "Wait, when did we have Plan B?" Also, what's Plan B!? ”

Yan Jiu smiled silently.

And then.

There is a situation where the soldiers are divided into two ways.

Hear this.

Ma Weiwei: "...... sorry, I really don't know where to complain."

Jiang Azi looked in Yan Jiu's direction: "Ajiu, I couldn't save the old woman and those kittens and dogs. ”

Yan Jiu looked back at Jiang Azi, and then looked at the old woman's soul body beside Jiang Azi.

The old woman broke free from her vulgar shell.

The soul is under the moonlight.

Turned into light feathers crushed by the wind.

As everyone knows.

When a person dies, he becomes a spirit.

And only the soul body full of obsession in the heart can become a white-clothed yin spirit, above the white-clothed yin spirit is the red-clothed yin spirit, and above the red-clothed yin spirit is the tsing yi yin spirit.

Only when you become a yin spirit consciousness can you exist.

Like the old man Qi of the funeral wholesaler.

The obsession in my heart is to see my wife.

Like a little girl in chemotherapy.

The obsession in my heart is family.

Generally speaking, people who die in vain will also have resentment, which is about the same as obsession, and can also make people retain their sense of life.

But the old woman has no obsession.

There is no resentment either.

So she was unconscious.

can only be dragged by Jiang Azi.

Yan Jiu silently said to the old woman in his heart - "Go all the way", and sent the other party away.

Then he looked at Nagara, who was pretending to be dizzy.

Nagaro, who had just woken up, felt a sigh in her heart, she finally knew where her feud with Yan Jiu was.

But she won't regret it, and if she does, she will regret that she didn't get rid of the old woman earlier.

Yan Jiu saw through Nagara's unrepentant heart.

She tugged at Nagara's hair.

Drag all the way back to the sea of fire.

Nagaro's cultivation and quality made it impossible for her to say unclean words to Yan Jiu.

She was dragged to the fire in embarrassment.

I only thought about how to let Yan Jiu and the others die.

I don't know when the rain will stop.

Muddy water on the ground could not swallow up the fire.

The flames spread.

swept weeds and sunflowers.

The flowers and plants everywhere turned into ashes in the fire, and the posture of flying in the air was like a phoenix in Nirvana.

Yan Jiu took out the sunflower in his pocket.

The sunflower blooms from May to October.

This month happens to be the last one.

It seems to be a harbinger of the season of flowers, that is, the season of death.

Yan Jiu used the rain spell to send the last sun flower to the sky, and soon, a cool autumn rain that was enough to extinguish the fire sea fell.

Neutralizes the heat of the flames.

It brings an end to this land of sorrow.