Slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return - Kun Qiu colleagues

The civet gracefully stepped over the window lattice, and jumped down from a height lightly. He stood below, reached out and hugged the civet into his arms.The cat let out a "meow", lay obediently in his arms, and snored comfortably.He comforted the civet, and stood in front of the door without saying a word, just in time to see the patio below and the vermilion spiral staircase.The civet opened his eyes, glanced at Mrs. who was cutting his hair behind him, and yawned again.

"coming."

Fine mist rose from the patio, spinning in the same direction.Only the mist beads were very well-behaved, neither shattered nor scattered outside, and fell straight into the courtyard, only then did the sound of water hitting the stone wall be heard.But it seemed that the well could not be filled with water that day, and the shape of waves rose from the mist.

"Go." With a slight shake of his arm, the civet in his arms jumped to the ground.The cats who cut his hair behind him were all broken into cats, and they all fell to the ground one after another, stepping on the stairs and railings in an orderly manner.

He also walked downstairs slowly, and the civets were already ready.He raised his hand, and there was a collection of fine flames in the palm, orange and red like a leaf in late autumn, flickering in his palm for a moment, then burst into countless sparks, and scattered into the water mist.The moment Mars submerged in the water mist, the water mist exploded as if stimulated, and the civets waiting around surrounded them, one after another quickly jumped into the water mist.When the civets passed through the water mist and landed again, the empty fish tanks on their bodies were already full of water, and a vermilion fish was sleeping in the clear water.

The pages of the book of life and death held by the waiter rattled, and when each civet jumped out of the mist, the sparks that had just been hidden in the mist flew out and landed on the book of life and death in an instant. It became ink-colored text.

The civet collected all the souls in an orderly manner, and put the fish tank on the grid corresponding to each soul in Tongtian Pavilion.He clapped his hands, and the mist that no longer had a soul disappeared in an instant.The waiter complied and handed the Lingma's pipe, he didn't inhale, but blew into the mouthpiece, and a puff of fragrant white smoke came out from the pipe, gradually permeating the Rusheng Building.

It's the scent of crabapple, and the petals collected from the deer god should be used up.he thinks.The pipe was passed back to the waiter, and he went upstairs again slowly.

The cut white hair had been put into the usual box by the civets. He bypassed the group of cats who had been playing in their leisure time, and walked towards the Tongtian Pavilion along the stairs and corridors.

The Tongtian Pavilion seems to have no end. The rows of cabinets are full of fish tanks. When the soul red fish has waited for its reincarnation, it will slowly give birth to a coat, the dorsal fin will sink into the spine, and the pectoral fin will melt. It is made into hands, and the caudal fin is slowly split from the middle, turning into legs, which will eventually turn into the form of a fetus, and then enter the six realms again in the form of a human, and start a new cycle of reincarnation.

Every day there will be red fish turning into human form, every day there will be fish tanks emptying, and every day new souls will be ushered in.

The moment he stepped into the Tongtian Pavilion, he arrived at the row of grids where the soul was recovered today.He looked along the grid one by one, carefully reading the birthdays and dates of death on their nameplates, and finally at the end of the grid, he saw the squid.

It is light-colored all over, and the red mark on the forehead is more and more obvious.Its eyes are closed, and golden threads flow around it.Its appearance was exactly the same as the one he had seen hanging upside down in front of the girl's window.Sure enough, the appearance of the soul does not change.

He stroked its nameplate, and was about to sigh deeply, but he was attracted by another scar on the tail fin from the corner of his eye.

The scar that looked like a small crabapple was silvery white.

That is... He asked himself, those memories in his mind that should have been very fragmented seemed to come alive, and he was scrambling to climb up from the bottom of the deepest well, his throat seemed to be held hostage, The feeling of suffocation mixed with the surging memory made him unable to breathe.He let go of the nameplate engraved with an unknown name, and managed to stand still by leaning on another shelf behind him.

He chuckled lightly, but his slender shoulders trembled uncontrollably under the scarlet attire, as if he had encountered the most absurd and interesting story in his life, his dry laughter became louder and louder.He held his stomach and laughed wildly like a lunatic, until he couldn't stand up at all, and slowly sat on the ground leaning on the shelf.He raised his head, looked at the roof of Tongtenkaku with sparkling light and thousands of miles of stars, squeezed out the last few weak laughter from his already hoarse throat, and then the salty rain that hadn't been seen for many years bit by bit Drops fell into his eyes.

He opened his eyes wide and stared at the bottomless roof for a long time, until the harsh salt water dried up in his eyes, and the somewhat pale face restrained his emotions again.He stood up and looked at the vermilion fish for a long time, but finally he couldn't hold it back. He put his forehead on the cold fish tank and called out in a low voice: "Kun..."