Laws of Spirit Recycling

Xiao Liu's letter was his only consolation.The letter was always half a month late, and there were some scraps of current situation written crookedly on it. The crops were harvested in the village, the sows gave birth, and what new regulations were introduced by the commune. It was inevitable that there would be typos and brackets. No matter how the words are written, Lin Zonghai can always read them smoothly.The content of the letter is not much, and in less than a minute, he can lower his head and see the character "Liu" at the end. The gestures are smooth, upright and powerful. This is the Chinese character that Lin Zonghai has taught him for the longest time.

When he was leaving, he told Xiao Liu that when he was bullied in the village, he told himself that Xiao Liu had never expressed any grievances in his letters. Similarly, Lin Zonghai also reported good news but not bad ones.He only told Xiaoliu that his plans had changed, that instead of starting a business with his brother-in-law, he chose to find another job by himself, and understated his disappointment. In fact, he was still an unemployed youth at that time, and during the most difficult period, he was working hard every day. It was the pickles and white rice that Koyanagi gave him to fill his stomach.

It's not that he hadn't thought about returning to the village, but the original ambition was still in his mind. Lin Zonghai was unwilling to return home in embarrassment without punching him. Coupled with the cold reception he experienced in a cruel society, his hard work turned into ruthlessness, and became more and more serious. Want to prove yourself, stand out.

Later, Lin Zonghai received Xiaoliu's reply letter, which was full of words of comfort and encouragement. He imagined that the other party was by his side, as if he found a soft light amidst his frustration, supporting him to move on.Xiao Liu also had two dollars in the folded letter paper. Lin Zonghai took the money to buy two meat buns, and sat on the side of the road and stuffed them into his mouth. That was the best meal he had ever had.

He sent all the remaining money back to Xiaoliu, and told him in the letter that he would bring him to the town when he saved up the money soon.

Tossed and turned to get a rough job as a porter in a small factory, this is the lowest level of labor. Lin Zonghai works hard every day, regardless of the wind and the sun, doing the work that others see as boring. He is young and strong, hard working , because he could read and write, he was transferred by chance and transferred to a slightly easier position. Of course, the wages also increased slightly.

This is a good start. Lin Zonghai is like a fish in water, and he is deeply valued.Just when he thought that the days to come would be stable like this, an even bigger opportunity lay in front of him. He met a beautiful and handsome woman, and he was naturally attracted to her. Later, he realized that she had a lot of background and belonged to the boss. The apple of the eye.

Everything seems clichéd, old-fashioned, and sounds unreasonable, but when encounters come, they are often in the hands of caring people.Lin Zonghai falls in love with the boss's daughter Zhou Wanhua, and soon they will go back to the city to set up a branch factory. The boss is kind and capable, and he doesn't stop his daughter's love, but takes Lin Zonghai along, hoping that he can be his right-hand man , Lin Zonghai knew that the opportunity was coming, and he seemed to have found the way to success.

The eldest sister raised children and already had her own small family, so he didn't have the slightest memory of his original family.But Xiao Liu... what about Xiao Liu?The person who studied hard to be able to communicate with him, the person who sent money immediately when he saw a change in his plan, the person who was waiting for him to go back or to get together...

Lin Zonghai promised him that when he had savings, he would bring him to the town to work together.But in reality, it is often easy to share the same adversity and share the blessings. How can there be so many best of both worlds?He finally let go of the person he missed in his heart, and the gray and blue old dream of poverty and joy.

Speaking of this, sighing again and again, Lin Zonghai sat at the end of the bed, unable to escape from the thick night-like memories. He hung his head, and his robust body was no longer as strong as before, like a hanger with shrunken shirts, carrying the regret of failure.

Lin Aoyu faded away from the previous sharp expression, and stared at his father with complicated eyes, as if he was thinking about something, as if he had never seen such a side of the closest person, and there was a trace of indistinct pity in his eyes.

Yu Yan, on the other hand, heard a long-standing story. Since the person involved told it himself, he inevitably had a vague sense of substitution. He sighed in his heart, and after a while of silence, he asked, "Didn't you go to Xiaoliu later?"

"I looked for it, but it happened more than ten years later. I went back to the village. At that time, the village was engaged in road construction, and a large number of people moved away. The land of Xiaoliu's house was also planned for construction. I asked a lot. I was from the same village, so I found the place where Xiao Liu's family moved later, in a relatively remote suburb of the town, but his relatives told me that Xiao Liu ran away from home a few years ago and never came back... "

Yu Yan said: "That means you can't find him."

"It's what I deserve. I didn't contact him shortly after I arrived in the city. He even asked people to ask for information about me. I know all of this... But I still didn't pay attention to it. Now, no matter how regretful I am, I still know how to find him He's gone."

"If he leaves alone, nothing will happen?" Lin Aoyu asked suddenly.

Lin Zonghai didn't care too much about the change in his son's attitude, and replied: "I am also worried. His family doesn't care about it at all. They just left as soon as they said they would leave. They never thought of looking for Xiaoliu. When I came back from there, I started to write about it in the newspaper. A missing person message was sent on the radio, but there has been no news."

Lin Zonghai picked up the letters and said slowly: "Actually, I don't know what I can do after I find him, nothing can make up for it... But I just want to know that he is still there, no matter where he is, as long as he lives smoothly , I'm relieved."

Another long silence, endless silence.Lin Aoyu exited the room, Yu Yan originally wanted to continue to ask something, but after thinking about it, he followed him out.A bedside lamp was burning in the bedroom with the door closed, and the middle-aged man sitting alone by the bed opened a letter.

[Brother Hai, hello!

It has been more than a month, and I still haven't received your letter. I am very worried. Is something wrong?I asked Aunt Lin, but she didn't tell me. I don't know what to do, so I can only write to you again.Brother Hai, I want to tell you something, Rhubarb died, I saw it motionless in the yard this morning, so sad!It is my best friend besides you, closer than relatives, but after it dies, I will be alone in the future.You know this news, don’t be too sad, I have already buried Rhubarb, I hope it will not be a dog in its next life, but can be a human being, so that its life will be longer, and it will be more happy and joyful, don’t you think?Brother Hai, I miss you very much, please write back.

Koyanagi. 】

There were still a few tear stains on the thin letter paper, which overlapped with the newly fallen tears, and the fragmentary handwriting was wet, mottled into a piece of broken memories.

Yu Yan was standing on the balcony watching the night scene, when he heard movement behind him, Lin Aoyu seemed to be going out, he took his wallet and keys, and walked towards the gate, before he changed his shoes, he saw Xu Yan open the door and come in.

"Senior?" Xu Yan didn't expect his lover to stand in front of him as soon as he entered the door.

Lin Aoyu stepped forward to hug him, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't lose my temper with you."

"I know you're in a bad mood." Xu Yan leaned his head on the other's shoulder and made a muffled voice.

"Where did you go?"

Xu Yan smiled, raised his head and said, "Didn't you smell me? I just ate oden at the convenience store at the entrance of the community, and thought you would come to me. Who knows, I'll come back if I haven't seen you until now." gone."

"It won't be like this next time."

After Lin Aoyu finished speaking, he lowered his head to kiss Xu Yan, the two embraced and kissed, and when they parted, Xu Yan noticed Yu Yan who was standing on the balcony facing them.

"Death, Lord Death God!"

Yu Yan wasn't used to this address yet, so he walked into the living room after a while, nodded to the flushed Xu Yan, and sat on the sofa by himself.After Xu Yan reconciled with Lin Aoyu, he took advantage of the opportunity to tell him about Lin Zonghai. He wanted to repair the father-son relationship between the two. Lin Aoyu did not show his previous antipathy, and told Xu Yan that the reason why his father stayed in this world was not because of them.

"What's that for? Your mother?"

Lin Aoyu's gaze flickered, and he said, "No, he's looking for another person."

"Another person..." Xu Yan looked suspicious, and was about to continue asking when he saw the bedroom door open.

Xu Yan couldn't see Lin Zonghai, so he politely called out in that direction, "Uncle Lin."

Lin Zonghai nodded, his face was full of exhaustion, he stared at Xu Yan and his son's clenched hands for a while, and said: "Before I kept preventing you from being together, it was not because you two were of the same sex, but because of the gap. , This is the biggest gap in the world, if you don’t feel it now, it’s because you are all young and there are too few things to face.”

After listening to the story told by his father, Lin Aoyu knew exactly what the other party meant by the gap. He nodded and looked squarely at it, and said, "If you hadn't failed in your career and our family hadn't moved here, my choice would have been the same as now. , similarly, if Xu Yan is no longer Xu Yan's identity, I believe his choice will not change."

When Xu Yan heard this, he nodded firmly beside him.

"Young may be ignorant and fearless in your eyes, but in my opinion, it means infinite possibilities. Shouldn't people take advantage of their youth to create opportunities for themselves?"

Lin Zonghai was thoughtful.

"I don't want to live in regret because of that so-called gap."

Lin Zonghai was slightly startled, with a vain wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I bless you all."

"Thank you."

Xu Yan couldn't hear Lin Zonghai's words. He turned his head to see the expression on Lin Aoyu's face, and he vaguely understood something. He also turned to the direction of the door and whispered, "Thank you, Uncle Lin."

Lin Zonghai nodded, showing a look of relief.

"By the way, Uncle Lin, aren't you looking for someone?" Xu Yan suddenly turned his head, and said to Yu Yan who had been sitting on the sofa, distracted: "Master Death, can you help us?"

He ran to Yu Yan, his face full of sincerity and pleading: "You are the god of death, you have mana, it shouldn't be difficult to find someone, this is Uncle Lin's last wish, can you promise us?"

Yu Yan glanced at Lin Zonghai and said, "If this is his wish, I will help him fulfill it."

"Great, thank you!"

Before Xu Yan continued to express his gratitude, Yu Yan immediately said: "But we need to go to another place."

"Where? Can I go now?" Xu Yan tried to ask.

"can."

"Senior, let's go with Uncle Lin now."

Yu Yan stood up, explained to Lin Zonghai, and then walked to the door first.

Lin Zonghai, who pondered for a long time, opened his mouth and said to his son: "I can go by myself, you stay at home."

Lin Aoyu frowned, staring deeply at his father, he knew that this parting meant eternity.Seeing that he was not moving, Xu Yan obediently stood beside him.

Lin Zonghai walked to the door, turned around casually, and said, "Take good care of your brother."

"Dad." Lin Aoyu called out in a low voice, uttering two words that were normal: "Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Lin Zonghai walked out of the house, and the door closed quickly behind him.

When they got downstairs, Fu Jianchi showed up and took Lin Zonghai to where they were going with Yu Yan. Lin Zonghai was speechless all the way, and only when he arrived at the destination was his face full of astonishment.

In front of me is a small and simple temple with red beams and deep tiles, simple and old. It is located at the foot of the mountain and opposite is a quicksand river. It is silent at night, with the breeze blowing and white light shining.

Lin Zonghai became suspicious. Could it be that ghosts and gods in the underworld still rely on temple monks to tell their fortunes?Thinking this way, the steps under their feet followed them around the temple, and came to the small pavilion behind the temple for tourists to rest. The small pavilion was built on an old maple tree that was about hundreds of years old. Enter the gazebo, but stop in front of the maple tree instead.

Yu Yan squatted down and picked up a maple leaf on the ground, poked the tree with the leaf like scratching a pet, and whispered in his mouth: "Uncle Ren, Uncle Ren, are you there? Come out quickly."

"Who is here to disturb people's dreams in the middle of the night?" Suddenly, a man came out from the tree, wearing lead gray ancient clothing, with thinning hair tied high behind his head, and with a slender neck, he looked even thinner , standing upright like a crane, quite a bit of immortal majesty.

This person appeared with frowning eyebrows, and immediately smiled when he saw the person coming, and said: "I don't know who it is, it turned out to be Xiao Yu'er."

Yu Yan was a little embarrassed, and complained: "Uncle Ren, didn't you promise me not to call me that?"

"Don't call me Xiao Yu'er, should I call you Xiao Yanzi?"

"..."

Ren Qianfan touched the two mustaches on his lips, and said with a smile: "How about it, Xiao Yuer, what good things did you bring me this time?"

Yu Yan glanced at Fu Jianchi who was beside him with a cold expression, and said, "We didn't come to play with you."

"We're here to ask you for help." Fu Jianchi said coldly.

"Help again? This time is it to catch ghosts or save them?" Ren Qianfan flicked his sleeves, folded his hands behind his back, and walked straight to the gazebo with his thin back straight.

Lin Zonghai has experienced all kinds of situations in life, and he is no longer surprised at this moment. He followed in and said respectfully: "Master, please help me find someone."

"Looking for someone? I can't find a living person. You might as well issue a notice. No, it should be said to be broadcast on TV. Am I right, Xiao Yuer?"

Yu Yan approached helplessly and said, "Uncle Ren, stop joking, the person we are looking for this time does not know whether he will live or die."

Ren Qianfan rolled his eyes: "You don't even know whether it's alive or dead, how can I help you find it?"

"I haven't met this person for a long time. Now I just want to know whether he is still alive in this world. I don't dare to think about other things. I hope the master can help me with this." Lin Zonghai saw that the master was not good at speaking, so he had to show his sincerity and express himself What I want in my heart.

Ren Qianfan squinted at him, his eyes were sharp, as if he could see through everything, and after a while, he nodded slightly in agreement.

A thin stick of incense was burning on the stone table, the orange-red spark at the top seemed extraordinarily unreal in the deep night forest, and the wisp of cigarette smoke, like nothing, was like a silver-gray mist drifting into the dark depths.

Fireless gun, after the talisman filled with Ren Qianfan burned out, he said to Lin Zonghai: "Where's the thing?"

Lin Zonghai didn't react, Yu Yan reminded: "It's the things I asked you to bring when you left."

"Oh, here it is." Lin Zonghai took out the letters and Xiaoliu's birth date from his pocket like a treasure, and put his hands on the stone table.

"That's all for the tokens?" Ren Qianfan picked up the letters, slightly dissatisfied.

Yu Yan opened his eyes wide and said in surprise: "Aren't these enough?"

"Of course it's not enough for ordinary people, but for me, it's not a problem." After finishing speaking, Ren Qianfan burned the letter and the paper with the birth date written on it, and took out a pair of brown horns for divination.

Lin Zonghai couldn't understand the mystery, he saw that the opponent tossed the bull's horn three times before stopping, Ren Qianfan moved his fingers together slightly, pondered for a moment, and then casually said briefly: "I'm not dead."

"Not dead..." Lin Zonghai murmured and repeated, and then asked worriedly: "That is to say, still alive?"

"That's no nonsense." Ren Qianfan packed his things, touched the mustache on his lips, and was about to leave. When he passed by Fu Jianchi, he stopped suddenly.

"Everything is normal, he is fine." Fu Jianchi said in a deep voice.

Satisfied, Ren Qianfan waved to Yu Yan and left.

"I'm still alive... It's good to be alive." Lin Zonghai nodded, and kept repeating these words, as if comforting himself, with a wry smile on his face.

Standing behind him, Yu Yan looked at his body that became transparent for a moment, knowing that it was the signal of farewell, and this mission was finally completed.

After staying for a while, they left, not knowing where they were going, so they followed Lin Zonghai aimlessly to a more remote suburb.Lin Zonghai was not as dull and depressed as when he came here. Under the gradually bright moonlight, he had a quiet and indifferent face, like an ascetic monk who came out of a temple, walking aloofly in the world.

They came to a modern cemetery with the words "Baiyun Cemetery" written on it.

Lin Zonghai looked up and looked at it, and said to himself: "Isn't this the home of my body?"

"Do you want to go in and have a look?" Yu Yan asked.

Lin Zonghai hesitated for a moment, thinking that they were all here, and followed Fu Jianchi into the circle. They found the tomb that Xu Yan said based on their memory, and saw a bright green willow branch standing in the empty tomb without a tombstone.

The branches are flexible, and the willow leaves are fresh and green. They are placed flat on the place for relatives and friends to commemorate and offer incense.

Seeing this, Lin Zonghai burst into tears, his facial features were distorted, his lips trembled and he couldn't say a word.In the deserted cemetery in the middle of the night, there were intermittent sobbing sounds from a man crying bitterly.

He remembered that year when the trees were cool and green, and someone listened to his poems very carefully, and recited: "Zhangtai Liu, Zhangtai Liu, are you still alive in the past..."

Are you here today?

The undead, who had the last lingering obsession with the world, finally turned into a wisp of smoke and went away with the wind.

Yu Yan, who successfully completed the task, felt depressed for some reason. He and Fu Jianchi walked on the road by the river bank together, silent.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and the white catkins piled up on the ground floated up like snowflakes flying lightly in the sky.

"It's the same as when it's snowing." Yu Yan smiled slightly, and his gloomy mood dissipated. He turned his head to look at the people around him, and asked, "Mr. Fu, tell me, did Xiao Liu hate Lin Zonghai for not keeping his promise?"

Fu Jianchi looked at Liu Xu, who was rising and falling, and said, "Only he himself knows this question."

Yu Yan nodded thoughtfully and said, "Yes."

A piece of willow catkin floated from his hand, as light as nothing, when he wanted to hold it tightly, the catkin seemed to have a sense of life, and it flew away by rubbing his arm.

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