【Xue Xiao】Desolate City Crossing

Everyone thought that Mrs. Yue should not be buried in the Yue family cemetery anymore, but it was not decent to leave her in the house, so they had to temporarily put it in the Yi Zhuang in the town. Bury the body in a mass grave.

Jay was undoubtedly buried next to his twin sister's grave.

The funeral procession was organized spontaneously by the neighbors in the town, and the leaders were Taotao and Li Yong.After they knew the truth, they all sighed and sympathized with Xiaojie and the baby very much. No one felt sorry for the other people who died in the Yue family during the haunting incident. Even the families of those people seemed to know what they were guilty of. Each is silent.

During the funeral, the rough man Li Yong took the initiative to take care of most of the hard work during the funeral, while Taotao took care of the rest of the trivial matters.

In the evening, after the funeral procession had dispersed, Xiao Xingchen came to the Yue family cemetery and found that Xiaojie and Xue Yang were already there. Xiao Xingchen stopped immediately as he approached.

There are three ways to deal with wronged souls and ghosts: the first is to cure them, the second is to suppress them, and the third is to exterminate them.

Xiao Xingchen had prepared a full stomach of persuasion, but when he saw Xiaojie, he knew that even the gentlest persuasion was unnecessary.

Xiaojie's soul didn't show any resentment or killing intent, he just stared in a daze at the direction where the funeral procession disappeared.He came to see sister Taotao.Taotao was the only one who treated him well during his lifetime. Seeing Taotao weeping in front of his stele, so close at hand but separated from life and death, the young heart was not happy.

Standing tall, the boy just reached Xue Yang's waist. He was thin and small. He didn't look like a kid from a wealthy family at all, and he didn't even look like a specter who was making trouble.The clothes he was wearing were covered in mud and blood, and the wound on his abdomen was shocking.

The silent sadness on the boy's face beyond his age weighed heavily on Xiao Xingchen's heart, but he couldn't do it even if he wanted to touch the top of the little boy's head, comfort him, because Xiaojie was already a dead soul without substance.

"Xiaojie, do you have any other wishes?"

Xiao Xingchen knelt down and stared at Xiaojie, his gentle tone could not hide his sadness, this action made Xiaojie take a step back in surprise.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Xiao Xingchen added.

Xiaojie looked blankly at the lips of the young man in white, but couldn't hear any sound.

The world of souls is soundless, colorless and tasteless. No one cares about this kind of world, that's why there are undead looking forward to reincarnation.

Xiaojie turned to Xue Yang who was beside him: "Boss, is he talking to me? Can he see me?"

"Yes," Xue Yang sat lazily on the ground, grabbed Xiao Jie's wrist, and said to Xiao Xingchen, "Okay, now he can hear you."

Xiao Xingchen gently repeated to Xiaojie: "What other wish do you want to realize?"

"I just want to ask you what last wish!" Xue Yang deliberately emphasized the word "last wish" that Xiao Xingchen avoided. He was annoyed that Xiao Xingchen was so gentle and considerate to everyone. A last wish is a last wish, so there is nothing to avoid.

Xiao Xingchen frowned and glanced at Xue Yang in dissatisfaction, then turned his gaze back to Xiaojie, soft and warm again, patiently waiting for the child's answer.

Xiaojie thought for a while and said, "I want to see my sister."

Xiaojie's twin sisters, one died half a year ago, and the other died five days ago, on the same day as Xiaojie's death, and a little earlier.Xiao Xingchen still remembered the scene of Xiaojie singing nursery rhymes while hugging his younger sister's soul.

"It's another sister you want to see, isn't it?"

Xiaojie nodded.

"Ordinary souls will reincarnate seven days after death, forgetting everything before. Calculated, your younger sister should already be in the womb of a mother who has been pregnant for half a year."

Xiaojie suddenly worried and frightened, "Where is it? What kind of mother?"

Xiao Xingchen shook his head, "I don't know."

In fact, there is no reason for the reincarnation of life, and one cannot choose one's own. It is completely random.

"What about me? Where am I going?"

Xiao Xingchen silently counted the days in his heart, "As long as you are willing, after two days, you will also enter reincarnation and reincarnate."

Xiaojie shook his head resolutely, "I don't want to."

"Little Jie," Xiao Xingchen said earnestly, "Did you know that only souls who had no sins in life can re-enter reincarnation seven days after death? For sinful people, it can take a few months at a short time, a few years at a long time, or even dozens of souls. There are also people who live for a year or more. They wander in the silent and colorless world for a long time, and they often cannot bear this kind of torture. It’s not a good feeling to be able to see everything but not be able to participate in anything because of the separation in this world.”

After Xiao Xingchen finished speaking, Xue Yang released Xiaojie's hand in a timely manner. The image in Xiaojie's eyes immediately faded, the trees were no longer green, the birds were no longer singing, and the whole world became a gray dead place. Holding his wrist again, everything returned to normal.

"Huh?" Xiaojie was a little surprised.

"How about it, I'm good!" Xue Yang raised his eyebrows triumphantly, his mood seemed not to be affected by the heavy atmosphere between Xiao Xingchen and Xiaojie at all.

The soul of a monk can do more things than the soul of an ordinary person. People like Xue Yang who practice sorcery and ghosts can even do more than righteous monks.But Xiao Xingchen didn't want his children to follow Xue Yang as an example.

But Xiaojie asked again: "If I don't enter reincarnation, can I become like him?"

Alarm bells rang in Xiao Xingchen's heart.

"You will never be like him!" His voice was serious, hoping that Xiaojie would realize the seriousness of the matter, "If you miss the day of reincarnation, it is more likely that you will gradually disappear in that silent world in the future, waiting for all of you When all obsessions disappear, you will completely disappear."

"Hey, Xiao Xingchen, you are dishonest!" Xue Yang interjected frivolously, "There are also ways to not perish, and there are many, such as practicing sorcery in life, like me, or falling into the devil's way after death, Absorbing the souls of others for a long time, collecting the yang energy of living people, and killing people all day long..."

"Shut up, Xue Yang!" Xiao Xingchen yelled angrily, even a gentle and refined person would have a frosty face if he lost his temper, Xiaojie shrank his head in fright, Xue Yang also shut up resentfully.

Xiao Xingchen was glad that he had found Xiaojie's soul now, if it was later and Xue Yang was allowed to take Xiaojie with him, it would really be possible to lead an ignorant child astray.Most of what Xue Yang practiced in his life was ghost art. If he had the heart to teach it, and Xiaojie had the heart to learn it, sooner or later he would become a monster. At that time, he could only be suppressed or exterminated, and could not be saved.

"Little Jie, sooner or later you become a monster and you will be hunted and killed by righteous monks. At that time, it will be no different from the death of your soul. Moreover, if you practice sorcery or become a demon, you will hurt more people's lives, and you will be easily backlashed by resentment, such as him. "

Xiao Xingchen asked: "You have been with him these days, do you find that he can't see you every midnight?"

Xiaojie nodded. He was really confused about this point. Originally, the ghost was most powerful in the middle of the night, but when Xue Yang took him to the Yue family for revenge, he always couldn't wait until Xiaojie was in his best condition before attacking Ziye, often in advance. Or postpone it, in short, Xiaojie had never seen Xue Yang in the middle of the night.

"Close your eyes, and I'll tell you where he was at midnight." Xiao Xingchen raised his hand to cover Xiaojie's eyebrows, urging his thoughts, and sent the momentary image he found on Xue Yang with the soul-searching technique to Xiaojie. In the spiritual consciousness, I saw Xiaojie exclaimed "ah", and when he opened his eyes again, his face was full of horror: "What is that?"

"That's backlash. It's the consequence of practicing sorcery and killing too many people. So you still don't miss the opportunity of reincarnation. Reincarnation as soon as possible is the right way."

Xue Yang had been showing off his power in front of Xiaojie, but now that his most embarrassing side was exposed, he rolled his eyes angrily.

Xiaojie glanced at Xue Yang in shock and sympathy, then lowered his eyes, and said quietly: "I don't want to do anything else, just disappear as soon as possible. If I reincarnate again, I don't know what kind of mother I will meet."

"..."

Xiao Xingchen originally hoped that the tragic scene would scare Xiaojie, so that he would not try to survive in the world by evil means, but he didn't expect that the 12-year-old child had no desire to have sex at all, and he didn't plan to stay in the world forever.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Xingchen pointed to a tree and said, "Did you see that tree?"

Xiaojie looked in the direction Xiao Xingchen pointed, and there was a big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves. It was early autumn, and the green leaves were starting to turn yellow.

Xue Yang was also very interested, quietly waiting for Xiao Xingchen to continue.

"The reincarnation of the soul is like that tree. Spring comes and sprouts, ushering in a new life, and autumn and winter leaves all fall, ending a life. Waiting for the next year, when the spring breeze blows, new leaves will grow, and it will be another life."

"Even if the soul suffers in the first life, it is just like a tree that has experienced a year of bad weather. This year it has failed to bloom and bear fruit, and it can still look forward to the next year. And the death of the soul is like a tree being cut down, rotten or burned to ashes. For that tree , spring, summer, autumn and winter are meaningless; for the world, there will never be a tree that is exactly the same. Think about it, do you want to become a tree that has been cut down?"

The 12-year-old boy stared at the leafy tree with a trace of unbearable in his eyes.

Xue Yang actually listened to this long-winded theory seriously, neither interrupting nor ridiculing.

Xiao Xingchen thinks that Xiaojie's lack of desire must be because he has not felt enough warmth in this life, he is completely disappointed in this world, and has lost trust, just like himself who committed suicide ten years ago.If Xiaojie can feel the beauty of the world again, maybe it can awaken his desire for life and make him willing to re-enter reincarnation.

"Xiaojie, do you have any wishes that you want to realize? Where do you want to go, or what do you want to do? Maybe I can help you realize it." Xiao Xingchen carefully studied the child's expression, hoping to see a trace of love for the world. Nostalgia.

Xiaojie lowered his head, his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, full of negative fatigue that did not match his age, and said softly: "It's too late, there is no more."

Xiao Xingchen's heart sank heavily, powerless and guilty, how could he not know that it's too late to make amends now?

The author has something to say: There is another chapter to be updated tomorrow