Golden Light Puppet Show·Yan Qiaoyan·I am not me

Gao Hongli got up early and looked at the schedule book on the table, he was sure that Qiao Ru came to work today, so he pushed it, but he didn't expect that the other party rolled up the quilt and rolled to the other side, sleeping in a mess with white hair, humming and refusing to get up.

Gao Hongli didn't pay attention to it at all, and directly hugged him with the quilt.

Only then did Qiao Rulai open her eyes resentfully, pulled out a new shirt from the closet and put it on, the tiredness remaining in the eyebrows and eyes of the black shirt was more obvious.

It's been a long time since I met last night's battle, Gao Hongli also had a problem, Qiao Rulai was exhausted and An Sheng didn't sleep all night, and yawned repeatedly while driving.

The mornings in Shangxian Palace are always peaceful, the doctor of the underworld is in the kitchen, Mo Cangli leans on the sofa and closes his eyes to rest his mind, Qiao Tathagata is halfway through breakfast, the young master Kaiming kicks and tramples downstairs, his head is messy and hairy, and his body is pale. The t-shirt is crumpled, and it looks like he hasn't been back all night.

Feeling the appreciating gaze, the young master turned on the fire from his heart, and shouted: "It's not that you ate up my food, can I stay for a while?"

Qiaoru felt a little guilty back and forth, "Obviously your roommate blew up the pot."

"My lord is open-minded and pretty." Mo Cang left his mouth cold, and his gentle tone was full of oppression, "When will yesterday's report be handed in?"

"We are still negotiating the details, and the ghost sent the person in charge to report back. Some information needs to be confirmed with him before we dare to write."

Young master Kaiming secretly gave Qiao Rulai a thumbs up, and the doctor of the underworld brought a tray and put it on the coffee table, "Okay, okay, let's talk about something after dinner. Cangli, be careful of burning."

Mo Cangli opened the small casserole and slowly stirred the hot porridge.

What kind of report will come out after a squeeze. With this thought in mind, Qiao Rulai spent the whole day in great pain. After sorting out the business trip information sent back by Huanghou and Yuxingyi, she left just before getting off work.

Closing the car door was too hasty, the Buddhist beads got stuck and suddenly collapsed and scattered, Qiao Rulai frantically picked them up for a long time, and stuffed them into his pockets.

It was surprisingly cold at home, Qiao Rulai took a shower and put on an extra coat, took out a cake and mineral water to eat on the sofa, fell asleep after watching a movie for a long time, and woke up again around the early morning.

It's fine to wake up normally, the problem is not.

Qiao Tathagata wanted to move subconsciously, the misty white mist wrapped around her neck and suddenly tightened, her scalp felt numb, the beating heart sounded in her ears, her shoulders hurt as if they were about to be crushed, and the white shadow—there was nothing on her face at all. The facial features are completely black holes—the pressure on his chest seems to squeeze the chest and alveoli to squeeze out all the oxygen, and the thin air makes his consciousness gradually become chaotic.

The pressure on my body was suddenly relieved, and the bright artificial lights brought back a reassuring world.

"Why don't you wear Buddhist beads?"

"It's gone, I think I still have a spare at home, I forgot after taking a shower." The throat was still sore and astringent when she said the words, Qiao Rulai leaned on the sofa in a daze, and was pushed awake again after a while.Gao Hongli's hair was a little wet, he changed his clothes and put down the hot bread.

"I'm out of tinfoil."

The big living man is in front of him but he is thinking about some slightly scorched marks, his focus is simply amazing.

Qiao Tathagata silently took a bite of the puff pastry and sweet cheese, and asked vaguely, "Is there any conclusion about the reason for the abnormal ghostly transformation? I want to write a report."

"Preliminary speculation is that the earth's air is leaking. The specific cause and location are temporarily unknown, and there should be results after a while." Gao Hongli took out the white card from his pocket and glanced at it, "Wait for me."

After eating without waiting for anyone, Qiao Tathagata worked hard, fumbled to clean the baking tray, and went back to the room to find spare prayer beads by himself.

The impression was that it was placed on the desk, but there was nothing after rummaging through it. He touched the drawer of the closet, and suddenly his heart felt hairy, and he subconsciously glanced at the mirror on the door of the closet.

The self inside smiled maliciously.

"...Gao Hong——!"

The long arms leaped out to grab him, and the scream was so anxious that it lost its sound for a moment.

The back of his head hit the ground and he was dizzy with pain, the heavy cold spread all over his body, the touch falling on his face fluctuated from light to heavy, as if seeing a distinct emotion from a black hole without facial features - it was enjoying the pleasure of torturing him.

This thought made him shudder, he stopped struggling, and tried hard to preserve his strength.

The row of lamps in the corner of the room sizzled, flickered a few times and suddenly lost their light, and faintly lit up a faint red.The neat and clean room is like a box that cannot be closed, with sticky blood overflowing from the four corner wall lines.The wall was completely stained quickly, and blood mist began to ooze from the quilt, congealing into several thin strands, converging into the spreading blood.The strong smell of rust filled the nostrils, even though it was clear that it was an illusion, Qiao Tathagata was still nauseated.

The palms, five fingers, and the back of the hands were slowly submerged, and the rising blood level reached his mouth and nose. He almost lost consciousness, and his consciousness fell into the deep darkness.

"Pretty as you come."

Bai Ying's black hole turned over and devoured his whole body, and disappeared without a trace. He writhed in the sea of ​​blood, and was suddenly fished out by the middle.

The bright red in the field of vision faded, and the room was as clean as before, nothing had changed, and so was he, hanging on Gao Hongli's body, completely powerless, and struggled to move for a while with all his strength.

Gao Hongli put him on the bed, and was about to get a book, when the corner of his clothes was suddenly grabbed by Qiao Rulai, so he turned off the light, and just laying down on the other side, felt the coolness but was warmer than his palms. Waisted.He patted Qiao Rulai's back smoothly, and said in a low voice: "Tomorrow I will take you to Shangxian Palace, this one seems to have been staring at you for a long time."

Qiao Rulai just burrowed into his arms, and Gao Hongli pressed his chin to his forehead, thinking silently, what he thought he was getting was warmth, but now it doesn't seem to be the case.

There was inexplicable heat and pain in the internal organs. Gao Hongli just endured the scruples, and waited until the pain stopped. His breathing was a little unsteady, and his skin remained warm for a while—it was similar to that of ordinary humans, which was surprisingly good.

After one night, Qiao Rulai's pinched green seal didn't get better at all, and when she put on her shirt, a shocking part of her collar was exposed.

Holding the box containing the glazed beads, he tilted his head to watch Gao Hong get out of the car, and Chaoyang softened his bloodless face.

"Thinking about what?"

"Think about who you used to be."

"Sinners among human beings will become blank ghosts after death, paying for their sins with endless years. Of course, I am no exception. Maybe there is still an unforgivable sin."

"Since you are in charge of the Southeast District, your sentence should have ended long ago, right?"

"Maybe. No one ever mentioned it to me."

Gao Hongli didn't care, Qiao Rulai's murmur was covered by the brisk music of the morning radio station.

Walking into the Shangxian Palace, Qiao Tathagata just met Mo Cangli and Ming Doctor coming downstairs, and suddenly felt that the box in her hand was as heavy as a weight.After listening to the cause and effect, Mo Cangli only said: "Where is the backup?"

"……did not find."

"You don't have to go out to work this week."

Mo Cangli took a deep look at him, Qiao Rulai was stared at so embarrassingly, she hurriedly went to have breakfast with the doctor of the underworld.

Not long after, someone called "Teacher" and pushed the door open.A petite, slender young woman with long dyed light brown hair and golden almond eyes, she looks more half-breed than she was when she was a child.

Mo Cangli took the folder she took out, frowned and said, "Nishang, be quiet."

She didn't take it seriously at all, and ran to act like a baby to the doctor of the underworld, and then walked around to Qiao Rulai and called "Brother Jingzhong", with a proud face, "My parents agree!"

Qiao Tathagata smiled and said, "Did you file the application for reinstatement?"

"I just handed in the form." Nishang turned around and asked, "Teacher, do you want to approve it on the spot?"

Mo Cangli refused, "Three days on weekdays."

"The accessories have been changed once, and you need to prepare your new uniform."

Mo Cangli knocked on the tablet, and Qiao Rulai looked away, acting as if she hadn't said anything, her arm was bumped by the neon dress, she asked curiously: "I heard you've been busy recently?"

"You haven't been reinstated yet, I have to keep it secret."

"Then you can always tell about your neck injury? Work-related injury?"

Qiao Rulai showed her her empty wrist.

"I've also been a little unlucky recently, and I may need to change my luck."

"Want to see Young Master Kaiming dance to the Great God?"

"He will probably take the opportunity to throw blood on me... Xiao Ming isn't here, is he?"

The more Nishang thought about it, the more creepy she became. She put on her bag and came and went like lightning.

Qiao Rulai went upstairs to report, sorted out a similar one and handed it to Mo Cangli, and received a small jade token by the way.

The jade tag itself is reliable, but the hanging rope that I found was not. When I got home, I found the jade tag rolled to the ground. Hongli dragged back, wanting to know what he was going to do earlier.

"I really seldom deal with these before, when will your prayer beads be repaired?"

"Beads need to be set, probably next week."

"I can transfer shifts these days." He paused, then said softly, "I don't want to see your name appear on the list yet."

Qiao Rulai raised her eyes to stare at him, Gao Hongli brushed her cold fingers across her cheeks, hesitated for a moment, and still landed on her hair as usual.

Facing the setting sun, the translucent golden eyes opened faintly and strangely, and the eyelashes drooped slightly, as if there was a touch of familiar red, he was uncharacteristically, showing a bit of hesitation on his face.

Qiao Rulai smiled lightly.

The next day before get off work, it was raining lightly, Qiao Rulai walked out of Shangxian Palace, and saw Gao Hongli standing on the street, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, with his head down, writing.

Nishang, who was on duty, passed him by, and ran in front of him, his eyes were already red, "That person outside..."

"It's more complicated, I will contact you later."

The hands of Nishang holding the umbrella couldn't help shaking, and Qiao Rulai patted her on the shoulder as a comfort.

Gao Hongli didn't care about getting wet in the rain, seeing that Qiao Tathagata held up the umbrella, he took it and led him not far, turning the corner of the street into a shop that didn't exist in his memory.

Sunshine fills a small courtyard, and a short corridor leads to an elegantly decorated study.When people walked by, the wind chime on the door moved slightly, but there was no sound.The spacious room is transparent and bright, behind a screen on one side, the walls are full of books.

Before Qiao Tathagata could speak, the wind chime rang crisply, and the boy who appeared at an unknown time looked at Gao Hongli and asked timidly, "Is this the Wugou Room?"

He turned a blind eye to the other presence in the room.

"To be precise, it is a necessary stop, please sit down."

Gao Hongli's peace relieved his tension, and the two began to talk, with occasional sobs.

The reincarnation of life and death, the ghost messenger listens to the last words of each visitor, offers green tea, and bids farewell warmly, where he comes is also where he goes.

After not hearing the conversation for a long time, Qiao Rulai walked around the screen and found a cup of tea left on the table, and took it casually, Biyingying's tea reflected his tiny reflection.

"If I tell you that this is Mengpo soup, would you like to drink it too?"

"no taste?"

Qiao Rulai took a sip and then put it down, not to mention the taste, it doesn't even taste like water, it's a pity for the elegant light fragrance.

"Everything here does not exist except you and me. The life that the dead can taste after they have ended is formless, colorless and tasteless to the living."

Qiao Tathagata asked, "Is there anyone who hasn't had a drink?"

After Gao Hongli tidied up the table in a slow manner, the two left the store together. As soon as they stepped out, there was only a brick wall behind them.

"Occasionally, but it is an accident. It is very difficult for a child with too much memory to live to adulthood, which is quite unfortunate for human beings." Gao Hongli spread out the long-handled black umbrella and tilted it to cover the whole body of Qiao Tathagata, " go home."

After the beads were repaired, the ghost disappeared. The house was cold and empty, and the other door was always closed.Qiao Rulai was on duty to talk to Nishang on the phone, and he said slowly that she was sniffling over there, just like many years ago.

Taking the time to go to the infirmary to practice calligraphy, he noticed the changes in himself, and he would no longer be confused by the fallen handwriting.

The doctor of the underworld dusted off the note paper and said, "It's a pity to entertain yourself after practicing for a few years. Tomorrow or today?"

Qiao Rulai thought for a while and said, "I'll just take it home."

The doctor of the underworld smiled in surprise, "Congratulations, there is nothing to bother you for the time being."

Qiao Rulai stuffed the paper into the folder, and the next day, he took the papers he had accumulated at home for many years and put them into the shredder, heaving a long sigh of relief.

What was rough at the beginning has changed to Duanfang's sharp handwriting, which looks similar at first glance, but in the end it is just an imitation, no matter how similar it is, it is not true.

He is fine now.

***

When she was still young, Qiao Tathagata hated herself.

Strange things are entangled, and ghost encounters are commonplace, so he has to send his name to the temple.Even so, the body-protecting Buddha beads would definitely be broken within a few months, and when it was about to break, the parents looked away a little, and he woke up lying in the hospital with minor or serious injuries.

His weak body restricted his movements, but he hated the memory that was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred. He was clearly relieved, but the sadness of the memory was torture, crushing the soft mind that had grown up again.He fell into deep confusion, and told his parents who were full of confusion to his face that had not changed, so that they thought he was hallucinating, and took him to check whether there was any abnormality in the prayer beads.

After barely finishing one year of middle school, he lay in the hospital for most of the summer vacation, and then decided to suspend school.When his father returned from an investigation, he took him to Linshi, saying that he had found the most authoritative expert.

The old-fashioned bungalow is located on a quiet street with few people, and there is a crooked sign hanging casually beside the door - Shangxian Palace.

The doctor who opened the door claimed to be a doctor of the underworld. In the living room, several men and women sat on the floor around the coffee table, all of them staring at the cards in their hands with serious expressions. Only a thin boy jumped left and right with a popsicle in his mouth and chattered endlessly.

As if in a dream, he scanned the young faces one by one.

The one waiting in the living room was indeed Mo Cangli.

The doctor of the underworld showed him his pulse, and after finishing writing the records, the two adults at the side also agreed to keep him for observation.

After saying goodbye to his father, he heard Mo Cangli say: "Is there anything you want to ask? Anything is fine."

"Teacher, my father told you that I have hallucinations..." He muttered, "If I said that those are my memories from the past, would you believe me?"

"Again?" The underworld doctor gasped and closed his mouth.

Mo Cangli replied flatly, "Why don't you believe me? When you walk in, you look like you know me."

He covered his face, his hands were soon filled with tears, Mo Cangli sat aside, and did not speak again.

Theoretically, Shangxian Palace belongs to the police system, and the establishment is completely out of order. Young Master Kaiming has just entered high school and is already a regular worker. Mo Cangli would take him with him when he met a field worker, he was willing to teach his apprentices like this and no one dared to take care of him.

Nishang is one year younger than Qiao Tathagata, and she was also a medicine jar a few years ago. She only became lively after getting to know Mo Cangli and Mingyi, and she recently transferred to this city to study.

Both of them belong to the sensitive physique of hitting ghosts and hitting life without love. It is difficult to effectively use it, and the introduction is very slow.He clearly felt sorry for each other, but Nishang hated him very much. One day, he couldn't help but stare at him, "Why do you keep looking at me?" He didn't get an answer, and his face was full of impatience, "Stay away from me, I'm lifeless."

"...It doesn't look like King Yan at all."

Qiao Rulai muttered to herself vaguely, but Nishang's ears were terrifyingly sharp, and her face immediately changed.

"How do you know him?!"

Young Master Kaiming pushed open the door and saw the two people looking at each other, rolled his eyes, and yelled, "Wow, Shi Jingzhong, you just finished confessing your love?"

Nishang gave him a white look, dragged Qiao Rulai out, took a note and wrote down her number and stuffed it into his hand.

It was a long phone call, I remember the same thing, but when I recalled it, my head was dizzy, he spoke with difficulty, and Nishang cried until he lost his voice.

The mutual secret eased the relationship, she changed her name, and called her brother obediently, which made the serious son Kaiming who was a few years older and called Xiao Ming very crazy.

A few years later, when Qiaoru came to the age of choosing a magic weapon, she picked a sword at once.

Empress Huang shook the key at the warehouse door, glanced at it and said, "Although he doesn't use it very much, isn't that Juzi's madness?"

The young master enlightened and said: "It doesn't matter, he still has a tablet, and he is first-rate in making bricks."

As soon as the words were finished, Queen Huang lazily greeted behind him, "Juzi."

"Young Master Kaiming, there is no bonus this month."

"Don't! I'm waiting for money to buy sneakers!" Young Master Kaiming chased him to the reference room.

Qiao Rulai wanted to laugh, but the blade slipped from his fingertips, and the sudden sharp pain in his chest made him faint.

When he woke up, the underworld doctor handed him a mirror, hesitant to speak.His short hair over there turned snow white, he was stunned for a while, and a wave of nostalgia rose in his heart.

Halfway through Nishang University, she was sent abroad by her family, and Qiao Rulai became the youngest student for the time being. After graduating from graduate school two years ago, a group of related households came to Shangxian Palace, and they went crazy under the pretense of celebrating.

Qiao Rulai drank a lot of wine, took advantage of someone going out to smoke and rubbed his feet with oil, and took the night bus home when he couldn't drive.There was a car accident on the main road, the bus had to be diverted, and it was almost there anyway, so he got down straight away, listening to the siren of the ambulance on the side road.

The intersection near the apartment building was lonely and cold, and Qiao Rulai became more and more dizzy as she walked. Passing by a woman who was standing still, she heard the name and the precise time of the heavenly stems and earthly branches in a Qinghe voice.

He squinted his misty eyes, saw the person speaking clearly for a moment, all the strength in his body was drained suddenly, and the slow flow in his blood vessels was like crushed ice, which hurt him a lot.

"Please follow my guidance and go to Wugou."

The street lights couldn't shine. He was dressed in black that blended into the night, and the tall man's tone was business-like.

Qiao Rulai stumbled and rushed over to grab his skirt, the woman turned her head and fled into the darkness, leaving behind only weeping unwillingly.

"Although I want to ask why you can see me, it's a bit troublesome to interrupt my business, can you—"

"Senior brother." Qiao Rulai panted while holding her chest, tears falling uncontrollably.

"...well, where do you live?"

Qiao Rulai moved out of Shangxian Palace when she became an adult, and lived alone in a two-room apartment. In the past, Xiaokong would come here for a while when he ran away from home.He cried a lot, and the foreign wine had a strong aftertaste. He woke up from the table and couldn't remember what he said, only feeling a headache.

The person opposite didn't show any expression, and silently pushed a cup of warm honey water.

"Your father called several times, but I answered because I was afraid of something urgent."

"……Feel sorry."

His parents had always been worried about his narrow circle of friends, and they knew what they might say, so Qiao Tathagata blushed and decided to shirk that it was the effect of alcohol.

"Are you a ghost... I don't have any malicious intentions, it's because of work, I occasionally get in touch."

"I recently transferred to the Southeast District."

"What's a better name?"

"A ghost messenger can do it."

Qiao Rulai stroked the rim of the cup and said in a low voice, "Gao Hongli, can you accept it?"

"Anything, sounds good."

"You can call me pretty."

"it is good."

"I heard that the ghost messenger will choose to settle down because he is in charge of a fixed area. Is it true?"

"Maybe. I'm here on my first day, just wandering around."

"...will you live with me?"

The man who had just accepted the name agreed after a moment of thought, and moved in lightly.

Occasionally going out together, the ghost envoys I met respected Gao Hongli very much. Only then did Qiao Rulai know that he had the highest authority in the district, and the other jurisdiction was tired before moving to the nearby area. The daily supervision took part in the basic work to pass the time.

The polite acquaintance between the roommates takes an unexpected turn before long.

Qiao Rulai received the meticulously copied paper, feeling more restless than before, lying on the bed shivering.

Gao Hongli came to ask for dinner. When he saw it for the first time, he thought it was because he was unwell.Qiao Rulai hooked him up and pressed him on the bed. He didn't think about it at first, but Gao Hongli was a little surprised. He looked at each other for a long time, hesitated, and sighed, "It's up to you."

Qiao Ru came back to her senses, completely at a loss, but Gao Hongli seemed calmer.On that face that lacked blood, even when he frowned in pain when he entered, there was no look of blame in his eyes, but as the skin touched, his low-temperature body turned hot, and he unconsciously hugged Qiao Tathagata, looking very at ease.

The emptiness brought about by impulsiveness made Qiao Tathagata even more irritable. He would smooth his messy white hair, wipe off the sweat on his forehead, and even kiss away his tears. Gentleness and patience are purely from comfort.

Rather than being calm, it's better to say that he is empty, he doesn't care about anything, including himself.

The Nine Realms has a long history, and the divided regions eventually merged, the history was covered up layer by layer, and the important and unimportant things were in a mess.

The father was named because of Shi Yanwen, Xuan Zhixuan, who lived a long time ago and was forever remembered as a hero.Mohist is now the nickname of the special department, and Mo Cangli is nicknamed Juzi, and everyone dare not make mistakes with just one look, after all, the big prize is the biggest.

Everyone lives a very different ordinary life, even Nishang comes around, except for the one that only the two of them will miss.

The ending is always clearer than others, but he obviously shouldn't see his ending.

Disasters in the Nine Realms killed Juzi of the Mohist school, and he and his disciples were caught in the fire of Shangxian Palace.The young heir fled with Mo Kuang, the sword mark on his forehead was indistinguishable from the blood, and the rampant flames turned everything else into ashes.

On the night of two years ago, Qiao Tathagata met a dark ghost, the same as when he touched Mo Kuang, and the scar-like birthmark on his heart was like a tightened spider web, full of pain.

He finally waited for Shangguan Hongxin.

He lost his memory and became a messenger of ghosts, wandering around for an unknown number of years because of the sins he had forgotten.

***

In the evening it was Nishang's turn to be on duty, Qiao Rulai had nothing to do, chatted with her after dinner.

The doorbell of Shangxian Palace rang infrequently, and Qiaoru came and went to open the door, she was stunned for a moment, and immediately hugged the tall and slender black shadow.

Gao Hongli smiled, "I happened to be nearby, so you are on duty?"

"No, I stayed a little longer."

"Is there anything I can tell you?"

His voice was a little hoarse, and Qiao Rulai was puzzled. Looking closely, he found that his pale face was slightly red, and he didn't notice it at first because it was covered by the warm yellow light.

Qiao Rulai leaned over to press his forehead, and was taken aback. Even though he had just washed through the hot water, the ghost messenger would not maintain such a heat, which was slightly higher than a normal person's body temperature.

"What's the matter with you?"

"I don't know, it's been hot for a while."

Gao Hongli was also puzzled, but he felt that it would not affect his work, and his expression was as calm as ever.

"The location of the earth's air leak has been confirmed. There will be ghosts performing tasks at night. I'm here to inform you to pay attention to your surroundings. There are not many ghosts, so you may not be able to take care of the possible abnormalities."

"I will go with you."

Qiao Ru turned her head back and forth, Nishang was holding Mo Kuang's piano bag and her own handbag, but fiercely said tremblingly: "Qiao Rulai, don't even think about abandoning me."

Gao Hongli was amused by her stern look, and nodded slightly.

"Then trouble you."