The house is money, the story is life

"Don't look down on me."

Facing Xia Shi's question, Lu Yaozhi only dropped one sentence, and when he spoke, he still kept his lips tightly shut, and sat in the cubicle with an empty expression.Xia Shi, who was standing in front of her, frowned, felt that the voice didn't sound right, and when he looked closely, there were a few thin strands of hair wrapped around Lu Yaozhi's wrist and waist, but the silver comb was not with her. hand.

Xia Shi said "Hey" in a flat tone, helped his still dizzy head, and slowly started to turn around. As soon as he moved, he heard a rattling sound behind him, but a yellow shadow rushed to "" "Shield", knocking out the hole in the silver protection.Xia Shi raised his eyebrows to show his surprise, but before he lowered his eyebrows, he saw the yellow shadow pass through the hole and attack him like lightning. At the same time, there was a sharp bird song that almost pierced the eardrum.He stretched out his hands to cover his ears, and suddenly felt a pain in the back of his hand, and the manga in his hand fell to the ground with a "slap", followed by his throat tightening, but the hair that was originally wrapped around Lu Yaozhi's wrist and waist suddenly choked up and strangled Lu Yaozhi's neck .Lu Yaozhi, who had lost his support, fell to the ground at once, and Xia Shi, who had inherited those "supports", was violently lifted into the air-this situation was obviously unexpected for him, so he was stunned for a moment, and then followed suit Watching the appearance on TV, I started to kick my legs.After a symbolic push twice, he stopped moving again, hanging there like a salted fish, staring indifferently at the figure slowly coming out of the dark place.

The emerald green embroidered shoes stepped on the ground, and above them was a light green skirt.A girl who seemed to be no more than eleven or twelve years old came slowly, holding the silver comb in one hand, her face became more mature with each step, her figure continued to grow taller, her curves became fuller, and her makeup and hairstyle gradually changed. When she arrived in front of Xia Shi, she clearly looked like a young woman in her prime.She glanced lightly at the comics on the ground, and then stretched out a pale finger.The yellow shadow flew towards her and landed on her finger. This time Xia Shi could see clearly that it was a small oriole.

Averting his gaze from Oriole, Xia Shi looked down at her, his face remained the same, and his tone was calm: "Why, stop pretending to be tender? That's fine, so you don't have to bump into the settings with me."

Huali suddenly raised her head, glared at her, her tone was no longer that of a young girl: "I told you, don't look down on me."

As soon as he waved his hand, the oriole turned into a stream of light and returned to the silver comb.She inserted the comb into her hair, and said in a cold tone, "I don't understand why you are trying to get along with me, and I don't care. Since you want to bully me, don't blame me for being rude to you."

The hair rope around his neck gradually tightened, Xia Shi frowned, and felt that his breathing gradually became difficult - not because of the uncomfortable position of "hanging himself", but because of the hair rope around his neck. The hair was crazily squeezing his life and energy, just like they were squeezing those girls.

"The Book of Immortality, isn't it amazing? Without the book, without the characters, what else can you do?" Huali raised her hand, and more hair rose straight up, wrapping around Xia Shi's limbs and waist.There was a sneer at the corner of her mouth: "You know that I can't kill you, so I have no fear, right? It's okay, I won't kill you, I will squeeze you dry. When you can't even transform into a human form, and can't even maintain a spirit body, Let me see what else you can use to bully me."

"Tsk." Xia Shi frowned, "It's cheap."

"What qualifications do you have to say such things?" Huali sneered, "Aren't you the same? You squeeze others and support yourself... You are the same as me. If I am cheap, how noble are you?"

"Tsk." Xia Shi continued to frown, "It's the fourth one."

Huali didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"There are already four mistakes in your words, up to the sentence just now." Xia Shi said, coughing lightly twice.It was not uncomfortable for him to be hung, but he was still sick after all, not to mention there were so many nasty things crawling on his body.

"First of all, I told you a long time ago. I came to you because you gave me nightmares. Although I am responsible for this happening, you are more responsible. It is your actions that caused It ruined everything and made me sick. So, don't pretend to be innocent, do you think I would like to come?"

"Secondly, you seem to think that I can't do without the book? There's nothing wrong with that, but I have to remind you..."

The hair rope around his neck snapped, and he fell lightly to the ground, carelessly pulling off the hair on his wrist: "I don't care if I have a book in my hand, because I am. I am bigger than Cihai, why do you think , I will not even be as good as this comic?"

Throwing the torn hair on the ground, he opened his hand towards Huali, and the palm of his right hand was lined with bloodstains, which was the word "knife". "It's actually more convenient to use 'cut' or 'cut'." He also explained to Huali, "'knife' is more difficult to control. But after all, it has fewer strokes."

Withdrawing his hand, he pretended not to see the stunned expression of the other party, while tidying up other parts of the hair, he said indifferently: "Third, extracting life or something... oh yes, very imaginative."

When he said this, he deliberately exaggerated his tone, and then became flat again: "It's just a pity, you can't do it."

Huali lightly gritted her teeth, and took a step back: "What do you mean?"

"This will involve the fourth question." After Xia Shi cleaned up, he patted his clothes, flipped his palm, and a book caged in white light immediately appeared in his palm, the shape could not be seen vaguely, but I can clearly hear the sound of pages turning rapidly, a large amount of words escaped from the book, and turned into messy fragments of light and shadow in a blink of an eye, like countless short videos, floating, playing, and disappearing in the empty bathhouse, overwhelming, without a trace sound.

"I'm not you, I haven't exploited anyone, I don't need to. I'm a collector, a bystander, a reteller, I feed myself, use their stories, that's all."

Covered in the light and shadow of the sky, he held the spine of the book, and approached the oriole step by step: "I collect their joys and sorrows, because I have no joys and sorrows, I watch their stories, because I have no stories, and I retell their growth, because only This is how I can 'grow'. I was never given a 'life', my own life was filled with other people's stories. At the end of the day, I was just a few blank pieces of paper with nothing but a name, never I've had 'life' before, and I've never seen 'death'. 'Death' is a luxury for me, and I can't reach it without a pile of cases, so why do you compare with me? You're so close to it, it's within your reach."

He stopped, stared at Huali's wide eyes, and paused every word: "Your husband doesn't want you anymore, what are you still doing here?"

The flipping pages of the book suddenly stopped, and then they were closed again.Xia Shi reached out and caressed the smooth cover, raised his finger and tapped on it lightly: "Return to silence. Dust to dust, ashes to ashes."

It was as if the mute had been lifted, and all the sounds returned in an instant, crying and laughing, whispering and quarreling, joys and sorrows, and all beings were released from the overwhelming messy light and shadow, converging into a wave of waves, heading straight to Huali rush.There was another banging sound and long wailing from outside, but it was the spirit bodies hiding in the cabinet, their hearts were agitated, and they cried out together.

"I'm so busy..." Xia Shi stroked his forehead, apparently forgetting that there was a group of spirits outside.Looking at Huali, who was the first to charge straight, she just sat down on the ground covering her ears.She didn't cry or scream, she just stared blankly, eyes full of hatred.

"I wasted my whole life in vain, why can't I live again?" She murmured, and suddenly raised her voice, "I paid by mistake, I'm stupid! Can't I regret it! I want to live a good life again, can't I! You guys Why stop me, why do you stop me!"

"You're not living a good life." Xia Shi squatted down to look at her, "Is it okay to kill someone? Is it a life if you don't forget your love and hatred? Such an existence, even if it continues forever, is meaningless." Word."

Putting away the palm book, he reached out and took off the silver comb from Huali's hair, holding it in the palm of his hand.Dense words emerged from the fingers, crawling along the skin all the way to the silver comb, covering it layer by layer.Xia Shi clasped his hands together, and then spread them out, only a pile of silver powder remained in his palms.

"Just like me." Xia Shi finished the last sentence slowly, clapped his palms, and the powder poured all over the floor.

"Don't love and don't hate, don't complain and don't be angry, the previous life is not false, and the present life is not true..." He chanted softly, sat down on the ground, listened to the wailing of the spirits outside the hall, and saw the lights and shadows disappear one by one in the air, Suddenly, I felt a deep exhaustion in my body.

He thought he would have no more nightmares.

For a long time in the future, he won't have any dreams - looking at his gradually shrinking palm, Xia Shi sighed.So much hard work was in vain.

This happens every time, it's really annoying.