The life of a migrant worker

After staying with Luo Ji and the others for a while, I visited Yuhu and Bantiangou again.

These two guys are not very upright. When I was in Infinite City before, I preemptively hit their momentum.When I went to exchange feelings, their timid expressions made me look like some kind of hateful devil, who had done some heinous things, which directly made them engrave their fear of me in their hearts.

This unreasonable fear confuses me. After all, they are the private property of Boss Wuyou. After offending me, the most they can do is beat them up, and they won't put them in the sun to die.

I only stayed with them for two or three days, except that when the dog talked to me for a long time, he trembled three times, but there was nothing wrong with it, but the place where they lived was not as good as I wanted.

The half-ten dog may be in line with the wonderful delusion of human beings that all the ten dogs live in the deep mountains. As expected, they set up their homes in the barren mountains and ridges. The sun can’t be seen in the woods that block out the sun. A little attention can also be active during the day. It's just that I always feel that this guy's head is not round enough, and he has been hiding dirt for hundreds of years. I'm afraid that if he gets close to him, he will smell an old man's smell that he tried his best to cover up but still can't cover up.

As for Yuhu, although Yuhu doesn't live in a fishing village, thanks to his relationship with blood ghosts, this guy can conjure seafood almost at any time, and there is always a smell of salt water on his body... It always makes me feel sick. I wonder if he was born in a big pineapple in the deep sea before.

Yiwozuo doesn't have a fixed residence, so I went directly to Wanshi Bliss Sect, and gave me a jade pot as a gift and put it in Tongmo.At this time, he was listening to a believer's confession. When he saw me walking in, he patted the believer's hand, whispered two words of relief to him, motioned him to back down, and turned his head to me with a bright smile. smile.

"Your Excellency Mochizuki, I thought you would keep me waiting for a long time! You are really worried about me, right? You came here so soon!"

I really couldn't understand Tong Mo's extra enthusiasm for me. I didn't pick up this guy and complained enthusiastically that people don't want to come to him to play. I just walked in and showed him the jug in my hand. .

The bottom of the pot is pure white, and the pattern of double-petal purple jade hibiscus is on the top. The delicate enamel is smooth, and it can be seen that the maker has spent some thought.

——This pot looks quite square, at least not crooked.

I have no taste in art. The first time I got this pot, I wondered if it could be used for pickling mustard.However, due to the fact that the jade pot occasionally moves through the pot, jumping from one pot to another, I feel a little disgusting like a slug.Although it is not sure whether he has done the same thing with this pot, we still need to pay attention to food safety and hygiene issues.

I really don't know why Guiwu Tsuji Wumi would like to praise these pots for their beauty, and also said that they can be sold for a good price.

Perhaps this is what made the young masters of the Heian era extraordinary. After all, the aesthetics of thousands of years ago and the aesthetics of modern people are often not the same.

I lived in the Bliss Sect of the World, which is a small religion that has not been registered by the government. It is said to have a history of 200 years, but it has never become bigger and stronger——

I'm afraid it's partly because Boss Wu Mi is afraid to stand out, and partly because it's so boring that it doesn't have any commendable teachings.

I don't understand why some people think that someone is a pure and innocent son of God just because of his strange and beautiful appearance.

According to the concept of ordinary people, if you give birth to a child who is nothing like yourself, shouldn't you immediately doubt the mutual parent-child relationship?

Tong Mo’s parents did the same thing as Jesus’ adoptive father Joseph, but it’s a pity that he firmly believed that his child heard the revelation of God and did not bring him any benefits. The son born to his wife was not a holy son who saved people from their sins The words and deeds imposed on a young child by his responsibilities can only be exchanged for more serious crimes.

The fact that Tong Mo doesn't have any feelings is very interesting to say, but it's actually very boring to get along with him.

Thanks to this guy's insistence on pretending to be no different from ordinary people, he has his own set of principles in speaking and dealing with things. When talking to Tong Mo, as long as he opens his mouth, I can almost guess what he wants next. what to express.

It's nothing more than exclamations like 'so pitiful' and 'what a pity', as well as pretending to care, worry, and express friendly words.As long as you speak softly and calmly, smile kindly, and do things with a harmless posture, you will be popular without exception.

This is the 'disguise' of using a gorgeous appearance to lure prey to take the initiative to come to the door. Tong Mo has used this kind of disguise to attract a steady stream of audiences, and let them come to the door naturally, like an antelope with long horns willingly bending its neck to be killed. , It can be called a profitable business.

But in the eyes of people who are not prey, this kind of demeanor, getting along with Tong Mo is like being stuck to the soles of the feet with chewing gum spit out by others. Just seeing it will destroy the mood.

I dare say that Boss Wu Mi is cold and detached all day long, and everyone is drunk and I am alone. I am afraid that he is actually very annoying to him. It is just because of the majesty of the boss that he does not want to beat him up personally. .

No anger, no sadness, no sadness and joy.

These congregants gathered around the leader and poured out their troubles to him. If it weren't for Tong Mo, who lacked empathy, who could listen to these complaints without any waves and not be polluted by negative emotions, I am afraid that there would be only The wood-carved stone Buddhas in temples and shrines can do it.

The Almighty God does not exist at all, and the life that grows in the world, sits in the boundless sea of ​​suffering, does not hold on to the driftwood to rely on its own struggle, and throws away its hands to pray to the useless gods and Buddhas, which makes people feel extremely ridiculous and pitiful.

What's more, what they entrusted is not a human being, on the rosette of the high platform, among the clusters of flowers, it is clearly a man-eating evil spirit.

The tears rolling down the cheeks are clearly tears of pity before the crocodile eats, and the quiet and modest smile actually contains the meaning of mocking everyone's ignorance.

Tong Mo's bad taste is even worse than that of Luo Ji and prostitute Taro.

The beautiful oiran likes to put the person she likes into her belt and store it in the cave under the flower street.

The believers of Tongmo are like lambs willing to fall into the trap, living under the care of the shepherd on weekdays, praying devoutly that they will welcome a bright future, until the day they are swallowed.

Tong Mo said, "It's a beautiful pot."

He smiled at me, a childish, ignorant and carefree smile.

"The jade pot is really good at observing words and expressions! The pot he gave to Lord Mochizuki is much more beautiful than the one he gave to me..."

Such a person who always smiles brightly is probably very suitable for the Son of God imagined in the hearts of those people. Even if he complains, it can't add a bit of unhappiness and worry to this face.

"I put the pot that the jade pot gave me in my room, decorated with girls' heads, it's very beautiful. I don't know what you want to decorate with Mochizuki-"

"Won't it stink?"

Tong Mo's smile paused for a moment, then he naturally spread his hands to explain to me.

"No, because it's a washed hair."

"Am I such a careless person? In your heart," he stood up, opened the back partition, and waved to me, eager to show me his collection. "Here is the girl I like very much." Children's heads...Although people don't feel anything after they die, I still comb their hair in my free time!"

On the wooden shelf behind the partition, there are dense white bones stacked one upon another, most of which are still intact. As Tong Mo said, the hibiscus vase in the middle of the shelf happens to be a head with long hair.

How can a skull with no flesh and skin still have a head of soft black hair? This scene made me feel sick with chills for no reason.

After so many days, I have seen the whole process of many ghosts eating people. The methods used are either to absorb all the people into the body in one breath, or to eat four or meaty places such as internal organs, but it is like a child mill. Such a bad guy is still a minority.

——Is he going to eat people's heads, or even spit out bones like chicken feet?

I was so disgusted by this guy again that I was at a loss for words.

When Tong Mo looked at me with expectant eyes and hoped that I would say something, he finally squeezed out a sentence dryly: "...As expected of you, Tong Mo. I don't know how many surprises there are in you? "

He accepted my praise with a smile, closed the partition behind him, and clapped his hands to call a young girl.

"This child's name is Ayano." He put his hands on the girl's shoulders, and gently leaned his face to the top of her head, "I have been in the church for three years, and she is a very cute child."

"Ayano is well-behaved, sensible, kind-hearted, and has always taken the initiative to help others. With such a hard-working child by my side, even the leader feels very happy."

Ayano is a very petite girl of fourteen or fifteen years old. Compared with Tong Mo's height, she looks more like an ignorant young girl.

It seems that at this moment they are a pair of brothers and sisters like the common sense in the world.

Ayano looks forward to the godfather like a father and brother, and Tong Mo also loves Ayano like an elder.

This child trusted the man next to her wholeheartedly, and put her back on the man behind her without any precautions. The slender hand of the Master of Bliss Sect gently stroked her hair, and smiled as softly and gently as water.

"This gentleman is a very important friend of mine, Ayano, you must serve Your Excellency Mochizuki as respectfully as you serve me."

"Let little Ayano take you to the room first, and let her decorate the vase for you." Tong Mo opened his fan and said to me enthusiastically, "You can decorate this pot with anything you want, as long as it is What I have here, I can give you anything!"

When Ayano led me out of the Japanese room, he tilted his head towards me, as if he was a child sharing his favorite toy with a friend, and his tone was full of joy: "After all, we are friends, Mr. Mochizuki ,You are Welcome!"

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Ayano is indeed a very cute child.

After leaving the Japanese room where the leader of the Bliss Cult was, the girl quickly let go of the restraint in front of the worshipers. When the corridor turned a corner, she met a few girls of the same age and ran over pretending to think enthusiastically. I wanted to help Ayano to hug the jug in her arms, but actually asked me very curiously.

"Mr. Mochizuki is a friend of Lord Patriarch, how did you know each other?"

"About work," I opened my mouth and started to make up nonsense again. Although I was lying, it cannot be said that the facts have nothing to do with it. "My boss admires His Excellency Tong Mo very much because he is very capable. Because of business There is communication on the other hand, after all, it is the boss's arrangement and there is no other way, so we became acquainted with each other."

"—So, did you encounter any sad things?"

The girl looked at me with big brown eyes, as if genuinely concerned about what had happened to me.

Should it be said that he is a child who has lived in religion all year round?

Born with a kind of compassionate care and sensitivity.

"I think it's heartbreaking for someone like you to suffer...it must be something very sad, right? I'm not guessing randomly, because you seem to have a beautiful sadness."

Ayano spoke to me in a low voice, but the next words made me feel a little ridiculous.

"But it doesn't matter. Everyone who comes to the Bliss Cult of the World is a person with a sad past. The ancestor will be responsible for leading us to the pure land of happiness. It is a place where there will be no misfortune. You are a friend of the ancestor, he It will definitely take you to bliss."

Seeing Ayano's pious and convinced expression, I was speechless for a while, and suddenly understood the meaning of Tong Mo's smile at me just now.

After turning into a ghost, I did gain some rare peace and tranquility in my heart.

The feeling that torments me all the time seems to have disappeared, and I have become more able to bear and ignore the suffering of the people around me...

Just as Onimai Tsuji said, because I have already drawn a clear line from them, human morality cannot restrain me in the slightest, and oni itself is a product without any shame or compassion, even if companions kill each other, it is not enough. To arouse any sympathy in me.

Wouldn't it be possible to continue the peaceful life that a human cannot obtain after turning into a ghost?

Dreams and beliefs are totally unnecessary things for me.

From the quiet smile on Ayano's face, I can see that she is content with the present.

I searched my guts, but couldn't find any perfect words to answer her words, so I just kept silent and let her lead me to a quiet room, and then saw her happily put the pot on the long wooden table, and then turned around happily. look over at me.

"How are you going to decorate this jug?" she said. "An empty pot is always ugly, and I may be able to give you some advice."

"Is the winter jasmine okay?"

On the way to Tongmo, I saw winter jasmine blooming just right. The flowers of this deciduous shrub are very small, a little inconspicuous, and it blooms in a mess by the roadside, but I feel very close.

Ayano shifted her eyes to the window, as if remembering where in the monastery there was a place where the winter jasmine was in full bloom, then glanced at the pot on the table, imagined the flower arrangement in the pot, and said with some distress: "Such soft branches are It's not suitable to be inserted in the pot, a narrow-mouthed vase would be better, but the pot is so empty—"

"So are there peach blossoms?"

"At this time... the season in early February," she showed an even more troubled expression, "Where can I find peach blossoms for you? Cherry blossoms always bloom before peach blossoms. Is this okay? I'll break a few for you from the garden. Early Sakura."

Excitedly, Ayano rushed to the garden, and folded off the most beautiful cherry blossoms for me.Because the petals were too hard to break off, the petals fell off along the way, and few of them were complete when they were brought back, losing their luxuriant posture on the tree.

Although it still doesn't look very good when inserted, it is not as nondescript as inserting jasmine flowers.

Then I had nothing else to do, so I let her go and play with the friends just now.

It just made me feel a little bit sad that something happened. The group of girls began to discuss in the courtyard who is more beautiful, Tong Mo or me. Very formal truth.

——As the saying goes, "Cherry blossoms have the fragrance of plum blossoms, and they bloom on the soft willows." How can there be a truly perfect person in the world?

Compared to my embarrassment, Tong Mo listened to the corner with relish.

As for why he ran over, it all stemmed from the recklessness of this child, Ayano.

"The cherry blossom trees outside my window are completely bare." He smiled with his eyes bent, and said in a sweet voice, "Is it Lord Mochizuki's idea? It seems that you want to teach little Ayano to be A bad boy."

"This child, Ayano, is actually very pitiful. When the gods gave everyone happiness, they forgot about this child, and made her suffer misfortune at such a young age."

"Before she was born, her father used to cut cedar trees as his job. When he jumped from one side to the other on the mountain, he fell and died. The place where he fell was not easy to die. As for her mother, she died not long after she was born. I can live with my grandma in the small mountain village...Now grandma has passed away due to illness, so I haven't had a good day."

"This world is always full of suffering, and my Eternal Bliss Cult is a shelter for these poor people. What can they do? There is nowhere to go, no one cares, afraid of being hurt, afraid of being bullied, in Confused and painful in the world."

"It's so pitiful," Tong Mo showed a pitiful and sad expression, and crystal tears rolled down his cheeks, "So I decided to save them and give them real redemption."

"Heaven and hell do not exist in this world. Good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil. These are all fictions. Human beings are really sad. They can't get rid of hesitation and ignorance all their lives, so they weave such lies to paralyze Myself. Only I eat them, save them, let them merge with me, live in me forever, live with me forever."

"As for that child Ayano, I really love her, that's why I want her to serve Lord Mochizuki. Why did you reject her... I think she can understand me, after all, Lord Mochizuki can give her the same happiness as me. "

I calmly listened to all Tong Mo's thoughts. Compared with Tong Mo's farting nonsense, now I am more willing to listen to the maid outside discussing which of the two of us has a showdown.

I stretched out my hand to put my arm between me and Tong Mo, preventing him from actively approaching him intimately.

"It's just Tong Mo, are you shitting?"

He was stunned for a moment because of my inexplicable question.

"Material is conserved, right?" I said coldly, "Since you know that all living things will stink and rot after the heartbeat stops, and nothing will be resolved once and for all, so you don't know the truth?"

"The human body will metabolize, and it will be replaced every three months or so. Except for the nerve cells, it will lead to a major renewal in seven years. And the blood of ghosts will also circulate, and ghosts will also need energy, need to eat, need to breathe, Such life activities will only be more frequent and faster than humans."

"Assuming your weight is constant, there will always be substances that you ingest that will be continuously metabolized and become waste products. Since you said that these girls you eat will spend eternity with you..."

"Then here comes the question, Tong Mo, do you really know how to shit?"

The handsome white-oak-haired man in front of me was completely stunned by my questioning. He held his fan and sat there blankly, with a ignorant expression that looked extremely pitiful.