Mr. love

I went back to the shop alone, and the neon lights on the street were in twos and threes; I sat on a chair and smoked, looking at the night outside the shop with a blank face.

Slowly sleepiness hit me, and I had a dream.

i dreamed...

I was lying on a white bed surrounded by gray.

He smelled a rotten smell again, and looked down, only to find that there was a hole in his chest.

The original red heart has now turned light gray and is rotting.

I tried to restore my heart with power, but found it was useless.

And the two-faced god suddenly appeared with a smile: "Wan He, this is my punishment for you. No matter how powerful your magic power is, you can't stop the decay of your body and mind. Unless you can turn around and convert to Buddhism."

"I still have emotions and desires. How can I enter Buddhism? It's just rotten. At worst, I'll change my body." I stood up and looked at him at the same level, with no emotion on my face and a calm tone.

"You will find that everything is useless. Wanhe, let go of your attachments, and only then can you attain the Tao and get out of the sea of ​​suffering." As soon as the two-faced god finished speaking, the dream shattered.

Desires and thoughts are really boring.I don't know how many goblins have wanted to taste the seven emotions and six desires since ancient times.

But people are too complicated for them to learn.

Tear open the skin, revealing the bloody, is the truth.

I lament the ugliness of human nature, but I can only sew the skin and put it on, because it can be seen and lasted for a long time.

I touched my chest and felt the beating of my heart, but the rhythm became slower and slower.

The faint smell of decay wafts in the cold air.

I picked up the teacup and drank the black tea in one gulp, then got up and went to open the door.

Liu Fuchen was standing outside the store door holding his mobile phone.

"Sir, you dropped your phone, so I can't get through." He held up the phone and showed me the bright screen, with more than 20 call records.

It was past one o'clock in the morning.

I looked at him seriously, thinking, where is his bottom line?

How much disappointment and despair do I need to give him before he leaves me?

"Then why are you still fighting?"

"Because it was Mr. who told me to call."

I looked at the green neon sign of the convenience store across from his back, which read 24 hours open in a loop.

"Go buy me a pack of cigarettes. I smoke Marlboro." I gave him 100 yuan and said.

He held the 100 yuan in his hand, hesitantly moved, his lips twitched before he could speak.

"Forget it, I still have two cigarettes." I turned around and opened the door and walked into the store.

In the store, two men fell from the sky.

One is Gu Qizi and the other doesn't know each other.

"Wan He? How could it be you??"

"No need to say more! Xiaoqi, use the Hundred Ghost Formation!!" The old man in the black Tang suit was full of energy, but he looked very angry, and his beard was raised when he spoke.

"Does the ghost gate suspect that I robbed the business?" I asked with a smile.

The old man became even more angry, puffing out white smoke from his nostrils.

"Fuchen, call the children out, it's time to eat." I turned my head and said to Liu Fuchen with a smile.

See if it's the powerful ghost from the ghost gate or my baby ghost.