Messenger of Yin and Yang

He propped up his heavy body, and went outside, there was nothing but silence, not even ghosts.

He shivered involuntarily. The weather has been getting colder and colder recently. He sat where his grandma usually sat, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. The plot, he looked at it, his eyes were blurred, "Pa-ta," one sound, "Pa-ta, pa-ta," two sounds, "Pa-ta, pa-ta, pa-ta..." More and more sounds struck On his lap, he didn't care about it, just remembered the dream, thinking that grandma and Xiaofan must have blamed him, he killed grandma and Xiaofan, they should be angry.

He seemed to be tearing incontinently, the tears could not be stopped, and in a daze, he saw grandma and Xiaofan again, this time they were just sitting next to him and watching TV with him, the two of them were chatting and laughing during the period, the plot When it was over, they smiled and waved at Xiaofan and left. He cried and stretched out his hand to beg them not to leave, but grabbed a handful of air. He woke up and fell asleep, fell asleep and woke up again, he couldn't tell the difference. Clearing dreams and reality, the curtains have never been opened, the lights have never been turned on, the years outside have nothing to do with him, from now on he can only live in darkness, he feels that he has been sinking in the darkness, sink……

"Bang bang, bang bang bang, bang bang..." He was awakened by a loud knock on the door, rubbing his brows for a moment in a daze, not knowing what happened, but in the next second, everything returned to him in mind.

He didn't even bother to open the door, but the people outside had been working tirelessly, and he was a little upset when he heard, "Who is it?"

He opened the door, and it turned out to be Grandma Qian upstairs, "Xiaozhi, you..." Before he could say anything, he heard an exclamation, "Oh, Xiaozhi, why did you make yourself like this? gone?"

Zhang Dezhi: "??" What does it look like?He doesn't know either.

Grandma Qian squeezed into the room without saying a word, "The curtains are not drawn, the lights are not turned on, and the food is not eaten, right?"

Zhang Dezhi: "..."

Grandma Qian was still babbling and caring about Zhang Dezhi: "I cooked a little more food and brought you some, come and eat."

Zhang Dezhi didn't know how long he hadn't eaten, nor how many days had passed, but he was neither hungry nor thirsty.

But the elder's kindness cannot be ignored, the most important thing is that he is too lazy to talk.

Seeing that he was willing to eat, Grandma Qian finally felt relieved, and continued to persuade: "We had the best relationship before your grandma was alive, and she has something delicious and nice to wear, so let me try it, it didn't come to fruition... ..." He sighed as he spoke, "However, this is a very normal thing, so don't be too sad, or you won't be at ease if your grandma leaves."

Zhang Dezhi: "..."

He just chewed the food in his mouth slowly, not because he didn't want to promise Grandma Qian, but because he seemed to have no energy and couldn't say anything.

"In the future, if you don't want to cook alone, you can go upstairs to Grandma Qian's house to eat. There are only you and Grandpa Li in my house, and it will be more lively if there is one more person."

Grandma Qian looked at the silent Zhang Dezhi, but felt more pity and sympathy, "Go out for a walk if you have nothing to do, to get some air, you will get bored in this house by yourself."

"I see, thank you Grandma Qian." Zhang Dezhi put down the chopsticks in his hand, and finally spoke.

"It's all from neighbors, so don't be so polite." After speaking, he pushed the food towards Zhang Dezhi, "Hurry up, eat more."

Zhang Dezhi: "I'm full."

Grandma Qian looked at the rice in his bowl, there was still half of it left, "Is this enough?"

Zhang Dezhi nodded slightly.

Grandma Qian paused for a moment before saying, "That's fine, just eat something."

Grandma Qian pulled Zhang Dezhi to talk for a while before leaving. Zhang Dezhi knew her kindness and thanked her for her care and worry, but he couldn't understand it. He was at peace with all the words of comfort and forgiveness that Grandma Qian said. , without the slightest disturbance, he locked the door of his heart, no one could get in, and it was useless to say anything.

He leaned on the sofa, looking at the sunlight coming in from the window because Grandma Qian opened the curtains, he stared at the light quietly, and slowly followed it to move, move, before he knew it, his face was wet again , he raised his hand and touched his face, he obviously didn't think about anything, but for some reason, he burst into tears again?

Compared with the departure of grandma and Xiaofan, what makes him more uncomfortable is that he can't forgive himself. Maybe he is a cold-hearted person, and he still thinks most about himself at this time.

If it wasn't for him, Xiaofan wouldn't have disappeared, and grandma wouldn't have left him so soon. The three of them could still spend ten or even twenty days happily and happily, even if grandma had to leave them in the end, Then there must be Xiaofan by his side, so will he feel better than now?Wouldn't it be so lonely?

However, it was he who didn't believe in Xiaofan. Xiaofan once told him that Zhang Dezhi believed in him and that he would always be by Zhang Dezhi's side, but at that time he didn't listen to his words at all, and only blamed him for not saving his grandma. ...

If he hadn't brought Xiaofan home back then, what would it be like now?

"Ah!" The sudden severe pain made him temporarily put away all his sorrows and sorrows. He hugged his head, and it seemed that something flashed by inside, so fast that he didn't see clearly at all, it was just a blur. Blurred scene, "Ah!!"

"Xiaofan..." It's Xiaofan, he saw it, it's Xiaofan, what about the others?Why can't I see the others?

"what!!!"

……

"Hey, wake up, wake up..." Was he asleep?

With a "swish", a glaring light shone on his face, he frowned, and instinctively stretched out his hands to cover his eyes.

"Wake up quickly, do you want a soul savior?"

Soul Lord?Soul Lord?Xiaofan!

He opened his eyes immediately, and closed them again stimulated by the strong light, but he got up suddenly, turned around, and only then did he see the person in front of him clearly, no, to be precise, it was a ghost, a ghost he had seen before , "It's you." He said hoarsely.

The blue robe looked a lot closer, and even the hideous face felt a little warm, "What did you just say, save Xiaofan, is Xiaofan still alive?"

The blue-robed ghost said gloomily: "He was utterly dead, but our Underworld Emperor rescued him. Now he is locked up in the Hades Palace due to the crime of dereliction of duty. Do you want to save him?"

"Think, how can I save it? What should I do?" He suddenly got excited, and suddenly became hot, and he felt his hands and feet trembling.

The blue-robed ghost glanced at him, "Why has it been so long, your holy soul still hasn't responded?"

"What holy soul, what reaction?"

"You are a holy soul, don't you know?" The blue-robed ghost's eyes rolled around.

Zhang Dezhi: "..."

The blue-robed ghost, "Forget it, let me tell you, the soul master is actually the messenger of the yin and yang worlds, and his duty is to send all those lonely ghosts who died suddenly and couldn't find the gate of the underworld to the underworld. You are a ray of holy soul that he got by chance, the pure yang energy in your body can make him unaffected and move freely in the yang world, you have been together for hundreds of years!"

Zhang Dezhi: "..."

"Then, how did I become who I am now? How did he become Xiaofan again?"

The blue-robed ghost shook his head, and rolled his eyes several times, "I don't know, but what I do know is that you can save him."

"Okay, save, how should I save?" Zhang Dezhi hurriedly agreed.

"I'll take you to Hades, you will use your blood to drip on the chains that bind the soul master, and then I will help you escape. As long as you return to the underworld, Emperor Hades will not be so easy to deal with you."

"Okay!" Zhang Dezhi would only agree, the blue-robed ghost would do whatever he wanted, and when he thought of saving Xiaofan, he couldn't think anymore.

The blue-robed ghost stretched out his skinny icy hand and grabbed Zhang Dezhi's wrist. A chill immediately spread throughout his body, like a dream for a moment, and they arrived in the underworld.