Can't Save the World by Pretending to be Dead

The sun is thick and the morning fog is thin.The morning sun gradually rises, waking up the city sleeping in the night.

Lian Xi got out of the car and looked at the old man with a simple and honest smile in front of him.

The cool November sun shone on Uncle Li's body, his figure became more and more transparent, but he didn't seem to notice anything, still thought he was a living person, and looked at Lian Xi with a smile.He didn't think about why he came to find Lianxi with a snakeskin bag early in the morning just after dawn; he couldn't see that the old man's phone he was holding in his hand had fallen to pieces.

The watchman also opened the door and got out of the car.Standing beside Lian Xi, he hesitated and said: "It's dawn, he looks like an ordinary lonely ghost with not particularly deep obsessions. My lord, life and death are fate, his soul has passed through the eight gates of the Yin Gate, is it true?" He died. When the sun shines again, his soul will lose consciousness even more, and he should be reincarnated by himself."

There was a faint sound of closing the door behind him, Lian Xi turned his head and looked at the man in black who also got out of the car.

He looked at the other party calmly, without making a sound, but Ji Chen understood the meaning in that look.

The thin lips moved, and after a while, the minister looked at him quietly, and did not answer directly, but said: "Life and death are just a reincarnation of the soul."

The four eyes met for a long time, Lian Xi nodded lightly: "Got it."

Ji Chen took a deep look at him, put his hands in his pockets, and did not respond.

"Is Uncle Li really gone? 』

"Well, I'm really gone. 』

The watchman said that Uncle Li was dead and could not be saved.But Lian Xi didn't believe it, he still wanted to ask Ji Chen again.Without any reason, he just wanted to hear that answer from this person, so that he could give up.

Although the watchman is a serious ghost messenger, but he is only the most common type in the huge hell.

Ji Chen may be a vicious ghost full of evil, but he is powerful, maybe he has a way, he can find a glimmer of life for Uncle Li.

But now, Ji Chen also told him that Uncle Li is really gone.

The watchman looked hesitant, and said helplessly: "The matter of life and death is written in the book of life and death. Although the book of life and death is in charge of Judge Cui, this thing is not under the jurisdiction of Judge Cui at all, nor is it under the control of any Lord Yama. Judge Cui is in charge of it, it’s just pure control, it can’t change anything. The fate of a living being is predestined and written in the book of life and death. But if the adults are willing, the little ones can use their privileges to help this ghost cast A good tire."

Lian Xi was taken aback and looked at him.

This was done to please Lian Xi, but at this moment, the watchman felt a little sad for no reason.

He could tell that the dead old ghost in front of him should be a very important person to Lian Xi.

Such a scene is so familiar, the watchman's chubby face is full of flattering smiles, but this time the smile doesn't reach his eyes.Lian Xi looked at him silently and sadly, there was no trace of unnecessary sadness on that handsome face, but the watchman slowly restrained his smile.

His sadness was not because of Lian Xi, but because he suddenly remembered something far away.

There are nine ways and eighteen ghosts, and only after death can they become ghosts and gods.Some of them were human beings, while others were animals.

The watchman was a human being and a watchman.

Many years ago, how long must it be?He has long since forgotten.Just remember, it should be a long time ago.

On that day Jiangnan Dao Hei Wuchang married another concubine, held a big banquet in the mansion, and invited nine ghost messengers to the banquet together.Halfway through the banquet, the watchman felt bored and left the table.Of the remaining sixteen ghost messengers, six also left early, and ten ghost messengers were too weak and were at the bottom of the list of ghost messengers.

The watchman looked down on these guys and left Heiwuchang's mansion.He was walking beside the long and meandering River of Forgetfulness, the surging water of the Yellow Spring whizzed by, and the noise of the rushing water made people's ears irritated.

A few low-level young men saw the watchman from a distance, and hurried over to salute and say hello.

The watchman waved his hands, ready to leave such a noisy place like Wangchuan.Just as he was about to leave, suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in his peripheral vision.The watchman trembled, and he slowly turned his head to look at the dazed young figure standing in the queue.

From the depths of his memory, he recalled that name, and with a trembling voice, he shouted, "Huiniang!"

Hui Niang has been dead for more than 100 years, and so has the watchman.They died together at the hands of Japanese pirates, Hui Niang was reincarnated early, but the watchman got a fortune and became a ghost messenger.But now it has been more than 100 years in Yangjian, and it turns out that Hui Niang died again after being reincarnated three times and came to the underworld!

In this life, Huiniang died of a sudden illness at the age of twenty-eight, so her soul was so young when she was reincarnated in the underworld, and the watchman recognized her at a glance.

For the first time, the watchman had the idea of ​​giving a soul consciousness and taking her into the house.

His colleague has done this more than once, why can't he do it?

As long as the ghost has not really reincarnated, it can pay a price to allow it to obtain part of the memory of this life and have self-awareness at the same time.

The watchman thought so and did the same.

However, this young female ghost woke up. After waking up, she was obedient, her eyes dodged, and she shouted, "Master, she is no longer the wife in the watchman's memory who did not want to be insulted by Japanese pirates, so she jumped off the cliff hand in hand !

That was the first and only time the watchman used the privilege.He sent this female ghost to reincarnation and promised her a good pregnancy in the next life.

Even if it is the same soul, as long as she is reincarnated and reincarnated, will she still be the same person as before?

Not anymore.

No mortal in this world can live for a long time, because at the moment of reincarnation, the memory of that life you threw on the reincarnation circuit is really irretrievable.

……

The watchman quietly glanced at Ji Chen.

Compared with Jichen, the watchman is actually less like a ghost.Jichen believes that there is a difference between the living beings in the world, and death is just the beginning of another life.But the watchman knows that death is death, this life is over, why do we still miss it?You should go to the next life.

This is the six circles of reincarnation.

However, the watchman did not remind Lian Xi of this.He didn't know if Lian Xi understood what reincarnation was, he would no longer be that person.Maybe Lian Xi knew it in his heart, or maybe he didn't.But after watching so many life and death farewells, the watchman didn't feel that anyone should force and stop a soul reincarnation.

Hui Niang has been dead for so many years, except for that unexpected meeting, the watchman never went to see her again.He used his privileges to only give Hui Niang a good life for the first time, and then Hui Niang might be reborn as an animal or a princess, but those had nothing to do with him.

As far as the watchman is concerned, the wife in his heart is already dead.He loves the already blurred shadow in his memory, and he will never pass this love on to another person.Even though they have the same soul, he has always been able to tell who is the woman he really loved.

The watchman smiled flatteringly and said: "My lord, I once told you that the ghost messengers of the Nine Paths have privileges, and they can go through the back door to cast a good fetus for the ghost in the next life. As long as the ghost has not committed any crimes or evils before its death, it is unforgivable If you want, you can use this privilege."

Lian Xi didn't refuse, he looked at the watchman seriously: "Thank you then."

The watchman was stunned, and the smile on the fat face became more sincere: "Hehe, it's all trivial." Immediately, the watchman opened the Jiangnan Daobai Impermanence Certificate, and wrote and drew on it.Soon, an extremely weak golden light shot out from the ghost certificate, penetrated into Uncle Li's body, and disappeared.

Watchman: "It's done. My lord, as long as this ghost has not committed any serious crimes, when he goes to the underworld for reincarnation, the judge will definitely give him a good ending."

"He will have a good pregnancy." A deep male voice sounded.

Lian Xi raised his head and looked at his colleague standing aside.

Jichen looked down at him and said lightly, "Don't worry."

Lian Xi was silent: "Thank you."

Help Uncle Li prepare for reincarnation as much as possible, and the next thing to do is to send Uncle Li to the underworld for reincarnation.

Lian Xi looked at the old man whose figure became more transparent and his consciousness had gradually weakened. He suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, smiled, and asked, "Uncle Li, do you have any wishes that you particularly want to fulfill right now?"

Uncle Li said "ah" slowly, looked at Lian Xi, and said in a dull voice, "Wish...wish?"

Lian Xi: "Yes, wish. If there is anything you want to do that you haven't done, you can tell me." I will help you fulfill this obsession.

Uncle Li smiled and grabbed the corner of his clothes: "It's nothing, I was going back to my hometown. I just wanted to visit you before I left and give you something. After seeing you, I have nothing else to do. I'm going back to the countryside .”

The smile suddenly froze on his face, and after a long time, Lian Xi stretched out his hand and hugged the old man who was almost completely transparent and about to go into reincarnation automatically.

"Thank you very much for watching me grow up all these years."

***

Lian Xi cried.

After discovering this, the watchman hurriedly looked away and looked around.He has been a ghost messenger for hundreds of years, of course you know that you have to pretend not to see your boss when he is in trouble!Just like how every time Judge Lu was beaten into a pig's head by Judge Cui, the watchman pretended that he was blind and deaf, and didn't see or hear anything.

Mr. Xi doesn't understand this kind of workplace bible.

Instead of letting Uncle Li go to reincarnate by himself, Lian Xi personally sent him off for the last time using his ghost certificate.

"Why are you crying?"

Lian Xi wiped the wet corners of his eyes, held the Bai Wuchang certificate in his hand, and looked back at his colleagues: "Why?"

The unreasonable ghost nodded slightly, and asked again: "Because he died?"

"Yes, because he's gone."

"Just..." Just because of this?

He didn't say the following words, Lian Xi's red eyes were filled with a kind of grief that was incomprehensible to the minister, and he just stared at him without blinking, without saying a word.

Inexplicably, I couldn't ask this sentence, and an answer came to my mind.

why cry?

I cry because I am sad.

"do not Cry."

Slender and cold fingers caressed the young man's cheeks, wiping away the cold water stains.

Lian Xi paused and looked at the man in front of him.

Ji Chen thought, "Although I don't really understand it, it's probably the feeling that you can't play games with me anymore from now on?"

Lian Xi: "???"

Ji Chen thought for a while: "Then don't worry, that day will never happen." After a pause, he looked at Lian Xi calmly, "I promise."

Lian Xi: "..."

You might as well not say this metaphor!

Destroying the atmosphere is always unique.

After being tossed about by him like this, Lian Xi felt a little better.People are mortal, and all the living can do is face it calmly.

However, he didn't realize that when he said the words "I promise", the tone of Jichen seemed calm, but solemn and cherished.The moment these three words fell to the ground, it seemed that something invisible enveloped Lian Xi's body and became invisible again.

Ignoring his colleague who had mental problems, Lian Xi opened the impermanence certificate, looked down, and his eyes froze: "Wait... Uncle Li died of illness?"

"Li Guoxin, 1961-2020, died of illness"

Tapping his finger on the impermanence certificate, Lian Xi squinted his eyes, he thought for a moment, and made a direct call: "Hey, Doctor Wang, um, it's me, Lian Xi. That's it, there is something I want to ask Asking you. Do you still remember that I took a relative with liver cancer to see a doctor at your place two months ago?"

Seven o'clock in the morning is the time when people just wake up.

However, Wang Zihao didn't sleep. It was his turn to be on the night shift today. He sat in the department all night, and now he had to go to the laboratory to process some data.Listening to what Lianxi said on the phone, he frowned and thought for a while, then said: "Oh yes, I remembered, there is such a thing... huh? You said that the person is gone? How come, I remember me I also paid a little attention to the follow-up, this patient had an operation last month, our director performed the surgery himself, and the operation was very successful..."

"Ah, you said he died of illness?"

On the phone, what Lian Xi said made Wang Zihao even more surprised.

Lian Xi didn't seem to know the real cause of his relative's death, and thought he died of liver cancer.But he was very sure that the person died of illness.How is this going?

I always felt that something was weird, but Wang Zihao couldn't think fully because of his tired brain.He thought for a while, and said: "It is reasonable to say that it shouldn't be. Even if the operation is unsuccessful and there are sequelae after the operation, your relative's condition is not serious, so you can live for several years normally."

Lian Xi's voice became cold: "Then what if, after the operation is successful, the children won't be taken care of properly, and won't continue to take medicine on time?"

Wang Zihao: "That's not the case. His condition is not serious. No matter how long he doesn't take care of it, he won't say how long he will suddenly die of illness. In this way, don't worry, I will help you go to the oncology department to ask... …Well, it’s okay, I’ll let you know when I have news.”

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zihao put the phone in his pocket, turned his head, and walked towards the tumor building.

The Oncology Department of the Park Hospital is very famous in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai, and has its own building.Wang Zihao put his hands in his pockets, and before he entered the tumor building, he heard a noise.It was only early in the morning, and a human wall was surrounded in front of the tumor building.

Wang Zihao strode over. Among the crowd, he saw a familiar little nurse: "What's going on?"

The little nurse turned around and saw that it was Wang Zihao, and complained depressingly: "Doctor Wang, it's you. What's going on, let the doctor make trouble! Look, this family even pulled up banners, saying that our director made it for him. The liver cancer operation failed, causing his father to ride a bicycle well on the street. He suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and fell off the bridge and died. What do you say? Cerebral hemorrhage, can you blame us? There are many reasons for cerebral hemorrhage in the elderly..."

Wang Zihao didn't pay much attention to the following words. When he heard the word "liver cancer", his heart tightened, and he quickly looked at the family surrounded by the crowd.

I saw a few people in sackcloth and filial piety sitting on the ground, refusing to get up.An older man was holding a black and white posthumous photo in his hand, unable to cry, he howled dryly, "Why don't you blame me, why don't you blame me? It's because you didn't do the surgery well that my dad had a cerebral hemorrhage. That’s why I accidentally fell off the bridge! Comments, everyone, if my dad’s operation is okay, he might have a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, he was riding a good bike, and no one hit him, did he just fall off the bridge like this?”

Some of the patient's family members who watched said: "That's not necessarily true. A relative of mine was walking on the road the year before last and he was fine, but suddenly he died with a cerebral hemorrhage. There are many reasons for this disease."

As soon as these words came out, the dutiful sons and dutiful daughters sitting on the ground immediately glared at him.

"It wasn't your father who died, you know what a fart, I want you to intervene!"

"Hey, why are you like this!"

Seeing the constant noise from the crowd, a doctor was full of embarrassment: "Then, don't make trouble here, we follow the normal procedure. Our hospital has doctors and patients who deal with medical malpractice, we can see you in court. It's time for the autopsy, and you'll know what's going on, you can't just talk about it here."

When Uncle Li's eldest son heard this, he stared straight: "Autopsy? Cut my dad open? No way!"

"Then what do you want to do. Our operation is very successful, and all the postoperative data of the patient can prove this."

"Anyway, no autopsy!"

"Yes, no autopsy!"

"I disagree with the autopsy!"

"It was your hospital that killed my dad, and you were the ones. It's unreasonable, woohoo, you don't have to pay for the death!"