MTL - To Raise a Soul-~ 96. Defamation

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Readers with a V-subscription ratio of less than 50% see that the last three days of updates will be anti-theft content. Yu Yu’s late night, the memory of childhood when I can think of it, can only be traced back to the elementary school before, and I can’t remember it anymore.

But even if this is the case, he can clearly remember that in a bad afternoon, a grandfather holding a picture of his fortune telling him in front of his grandfather statue.

That was the first time he saw such a dignified expression on Grandpa’s face. It was also the first time that Grandpa could not believe his own calculations and repeated the appearance of throwing copper coins again and again.

On that day, Yu’s face was very pale, and Yu did not eat the egg cake that he wanted to eat.

It was also from that day that Yu’s grandfather spoke of the story of “powerful remnant soul”. He still didn’t know where to find a book that was ragged and painted with strange patterns, and he wanted to practice well.

It is a book that you can't read, and you can't recognize it at the time.

Perhaps Yu’s grandfather also saw that this matter could not be done. Although he still loves to read the words “powerfulness” and “cultivation”, he never persevered in the action, but only loved to tease him.

Later, Yu Yu grew up, learned the knowledge, and understood the truth. The story that I heard when I was a child has really become a story, and I have never been true.

Yu Grandpa probably discovered his thoughts. The strange stories of gods and gods gradually became less, although occasionally they would recite the old stalk of "powerful remnant soul", but because of the gathering of the two More, this stalk has not been mentioned for a long time.

When the old wooden box was opened, a ash was raised, and the baby was placed in the box. There was a wood pony, a story book that I had read, and a pile of copper coins from Yu’s age.

Yu Yu found a book that was yellow and broken from the bottom of the box, and turned it slightly eagerly, but only saw a mildew.

Books are fragile things. For so many years, no matter what you ask, the books that were already broken in the past, after being rotted by time for more than a decade, are even more broken.

The heart beats slowly and slowly, and Yu Wen smells the scent of the book. He thinks of the appearance of the grandfather’s fateful night, and the tears suddenly appear without warning, dripping on the books, fainting two Wet dots.

Really, Grandpa said it is true.

There is actually a ruin in his body, and now the raging soul is still on the door.

But Grandpa didn't tell him, but his soul is also broken.

"Staying against the sky, kinship is done..."

The kinship is exhaustive, and it is true that the kinship is broken.

He raised his hand to wipe his tears, but found that the more he wiped the more, the sadness of the painful emotions and the rise of his feelings, which made him almost breathless.

At the funeral night, he could still cry, but with the help of the cruel fate, he finally realized that the only relatives had completely left him. The rest of his life may be doomed and hopeless. Today, he can only be embarrassed. On the ground, silently twitching against a box of old things.

"Some people who are stupid will feel much slower than the average person."

In the front room, Yin Yan turned the old porcelain cup in his hand and suddenly said: "He thought that he had already passed, but in fact, there is nothing. Any small thing related to the past may make him..."

"brother?"

Yin Le worried and looked at him doubtfully. He didn't understand how he suddenly said strange things. He still had some worries about running alone in the backyard.

despair.

Yin Yan stopped and suddenly sighed, put the old porcelain tea cup on the table, took a look at Yin Le and Weng Xiping, and suddenly stood up and said: "We went to Taoist Temple."

Yin Le couldn't keep up with his thoughts, and he asked: "What are you going to do after the mountains?" Didn't they come to thank you for chasing people?

Yin Yan once again solved the clothes button and calmly answered: "Catch the pheasant."

"……what?"

I don't know how long I cried, but when Yu Yu felt that her eyes were about to be shattered by tears, a seductive fleshy smell suddenly came from the kitchen.

He stunned, and his thoughts finally pulled away from the sadness, remembering the troubles and guests sitting in the front room, wiping his eyes and face, putting the old books and patterns back into the box, turning around. Follow the taste and run towards the kitchen.

"Cough and cough!"

In the kitchen, Yin Letou was covered with chicken feathers, holding a dry wood in his hand and sitting behind the stove, clumsily stuffing the firewood into the stove, licking his nose and coughing, his face was still stained with black ash.

In front of the table next to the stove, Weng Xiping was cutting **** slices with a serious look, and there was a washed green vegetable on hand.

In front of the stove, Yin Yan back off the jacket again, facing the kitchen door, sweaters and shirt sleeves rolled up, standing in front of the pot with a handful of spatula, is cooking outside.

Yu Yu felt that the picture in front of him was very funny and unreal. He asked: "What are you doing?"

"Big... Hey, Yu Ge, are you coming, is low blood sugar better?"

Yin Le immediately looked at it when he heard the sound. He first said hello, and then he explained: "Yu Ge, we are cooking! Just big brother took me and Weng Shu went to the mountain to catch the pheasant! Here is true. Interesting, the pheasant is so stupid, actually stupid to the edge of our feet, rushing to add food to us hahaha!"

"..."

Yu Yu suddenly did not know how to answer.

Yin Yan put the last spoonful of chicken on the plate, put down the spatula and turned to the front of Yu, bent over and grabbed one of his hands, and put the plate on it, saying: "Take the front to the front, put the tableware on."

The plate is very large, and the potatoes inside are so hot that they are sharp and very heavy.

Yu Yu reflexively stretched out the other hand to hold the plate in Yin Yan's hand, smelling the smell of chicken, looking at the heat from the chicken and the Yin Yan, the brain seemed to have 10,000 pheasants screaming. Flying over, he asked: "You... will cook?" Will you use the soil stove in the countryside?

Yin Yan did not answer, only the corner of his mouth faintly up.

"My brother will certainly cook. When he went abroad to study abroad, he lived outside for several years and practiced a superb cooking skill!" Yin Le saw the needle, exaggeratedly told his own brother a good word, and wit out the big brother. It was this time to learn the cooking skills in order to please Hanya.

However, thinking of this, he has some doubts. Han Ya is a woman who pursues "style" and loves western food. Therefore, the big brother mainly learns western food. He usually does not touch Chinese food. He did not expect to have a shot today. The Chinese food is actually better than the western food. Great!

Yu Yu feels that the younger brother of this "dead" seems to be too enthusiastic about himself. In his heart, he once again made a guilty conscience instead of "Yin Yan". He laughed and said that it was a reconciliation, and he quickly took the dish forward. The house has gone.

There is no food in the kitchen. Fortunately, there is a small vegetable garden outside the backyard. There are some winter vegetables, plus the pheasant that is delivered to the door. A simple lunch with a vegetarian meal is ready.

The fragrant potatoes are roast chicken, the refreshing and pleasant fried cabbage, the appetizing palatable hot and sour cabbage, the good-looking tomato and egg soup, and a dish of farm-made pickles. Although the dishes are small, they are full of weight and are very tasty.

Yin Le’s mouthful of oily eyes completely disappeared from the image of the young master. After eating, he did not forget the big brother who cooked his own hard work. He said, “Brother, this cooking is getting better and better. I still want to eat rabbit meat. Let's go to the mountains and catch the hare in the afternoon."

"Go and wipe your face."

Yin Yan did not respond to his request, but looked at Yu Yu, who was always silent on his side, and asked: "Is it full?"

Yu Yu, who had not eaten a meal so long after being so busy, was asked a moment, nodded, shook his head, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him and walking quickly toward the backyard.

"Ok???"

In the eyes of Yin Le, the light of the gossip flashed.

Weng Xiping consciously got up and began to clean up the dishes.

Turning the door closed, Yu Yu turned to face Yin Yan, the fingers hanging on his side were tight, and he took a deep breath and asked: "You said that you are the soul of my body, what evidence can be proved? ?"

Yin Yan moved the arm that had just been smashed by him and replied: "My consciousness is not clear when you are in your body, sometimes there is no, so there are not many things to remember."

"You fell from the bed when you were three years old. When you were six years old, you were crossing the road in the back mountain. When you were eight years old, you last wetbed, and when you were six, the first dream was -"

"stop and stop! I believe in you, don't say it, don't say that word!"

Yu Yu disguised the serious calming down, the ear was reddened by embarrassment, and the last trace of unforgettable in my heart completely dispersed, and continued to ask: "Why are you in my body? Why is my soul not complete?" ?"

Yin Yan looked at him quietly and did not answer.

Quiet for a few seconds, Yu Yu suddenly understood what he meant and asked: "This question can not be answered?"

Yin Yan gave the reaction this time and nodded lightly.

"……"Ok.

Yu Yu slightly downcast his shoulders and asked a question: "Then you are looking for me now, what do you want to do?"

"save you."

Yin Yan replied, taking out a household registration book from the coat pocket and adding: "It is also self-help, you and my destiny are connected, and the same life is dead, Yu Yu, live, don't give up."

[Live, live well. 】

Suddenly flashed through the words that Grandpa once said, Yu Yu lived, some doubts.

Strange, how grandfather and this Yin Yan would ask him to live so seriously, as if he didn't want to live, and...

"What do you do with your account?"

"I said to renovate it for you, you don't do it, you want to come back to accompany you, you are not allowed, I don't raise flowers where I raise it, why are you so stubborn?" He said, his voice slammed, and it was quite Straight back, the hand stained with paper gray was wiped on his face.

The wind is getting bigger, and snow is coming in.

He picked up a bundle of new yellow paper and opened it to continue burning. His eyes swept over the safety beads hanging on his wrist. When he was a child, his grandfather looked at him seriously. He felt his heart stalked and stretched it out. He tightened his fingers. , throw it directly into the brazier.

"You always say that I am very blessed. I have been sinned in my life. I have enjoyed it in my life. Let's take a look at the days when our grandsons and grandsons have lived... You love to write stories and swear me, why not spend more than a few years. ”

The black beads stringed by the red string slammed into the brazier and made a "squeaky" sound. The flame in the pot slammed up a bit, and then a plastic burnt charred smell rose and bowed back. Yu Yu was stunned by flames and stench, straightened up, licking the bangs that had been smashed, smelling more and more scent, and more and more sadness came from it.

"You actually even lie to me, what ancestral treasures can stabilize the soul of the peace beads, this is a plastic ball!"

Losing him still wants to burn this, let the old man cast a good baby in his next life!

The tears that had been gradually suppressed came out again. He looked at the white cloth covered with the coffin, and took a deep breath to prepare for another one. Suddenly a shocking crash came from the outside, and the light bulb on the top of the head seemed to be Then he shook.

The cries that he did not export were so scared back into the scorpion, and his eyes narrowed his lips and curled his shoulders for a few seconds. After returning to God, he got up and ran away.

The emptiness of the place is remote, and the area is a few miles away from the woods. It is backed by a small hill. Usually there are few people coming. There is only a bare narrow dirt road leading to the outside. The road is full of trees, and it looks a bit ugly at night. .

Because of the snow, the dirt road was pale, so the more horrible the two deep car marks in the middle of the dirt road.

Yu Yu quickly ran close, saw the car traces straight into the grove on the side of the road, at the end there was a red sports car with a front end that was almost scrapped. The broken tree was pressed underneath, and it took a sigh of relief and was busy. Looking around in the driver's seat, I faintly saw two figures lying down inside, reaching out to pull the door, unable to open, calling people, no response, screaming at the phone to call the police and emergency calls, flustered .

"I just want to send my grandfather to the last journey. You said that you rich people, nothing to do in the middle of the night to hit the place where the bird is not pulling... Hello, here is the lotus village of Anyang Town..."

After the phone was finished, he lifted his sleeve and wiped the snow falling on his face. He tried to pull the door again, and he couldn’t move. He saw that the people inside had not moved, as if he had already died, his heart was shaking, and he almost wanted to cry. .

This is all about it.

"Don't die, don't die."

He shook his scorpion and looked around, found a brick, and slammed the glass with his eyes closed toward the rear door, then threw the bricks away, and the detective went in and opened the door and drilled in.

Without the blockage of the car glass, Yu Yu finally saw the situation inside the car.

Sitting in front of the car, there are two men, one woman and two women. They are very young. The man in the driver’s seat firmly protects the woman in the passenger seat under her body. The woman is covered with blood. The woman is blocked. Unclear situation.

Yu Yu first explored the situation of men, the skin is warm, but it seems that there is no breathing. His fingers trembled, his mouth chanting the women who had taught him through the childhood, and moved his hand to the woman below.

The steady pulse beats clearly from the place where the finger touches. The breath that he holds is suddenly relaxed, and then immediately leans forward, not dare to move the two people greatly, fearing to cause secondary damage, only looking for two people carefully. The wound on the body, I want to stop bleeding first.

"Hold up, the doctor will come soon, hold on."

The temperature of the man passed by little, the pulse of the woman was always calm, and Yu Yu untied the white cloth filial belt attached to the waist, slightly clumsy to help the man wrap the wound on his arm, remembering that the Taoist would never be jealous again. The open-eyed grandfather, tears that have been screaming.

"Don't die..." Why do people die?

Hey.

The warm tears drip on the back of the man's low hand, as if it had been burned, and the man's slender fingers suddenly moved.

Ok?

Yu Yu froze, staring at the pale, bloodless hand in front of him, his lips shaking, and then holding it tightly, the speed of the heart beat suddenly increased.

Yes, it is an illusion, though, although he does not want to have one more person to go to Huangquan Road today, he still deceives people to help him, but it is obviously cold, how, how...

"do not……"

"what!"

He yelled and dropped the filial piety and got out of the car. He ran back to the Taoist temple and ran to the front of the coffin. He picked up a bundle of yellow paper and desperately stuffed it into the brazier of Mars. He kept chanting in his mouth. : "Fake, all fake, dreaming, dreaming, how the scams may appear, and fakes are fake."

The snow stopped slowly.

Outside the Taoist temple, the whistle of the police car and the ambulance sounded Ulaula, and Yu Yu hid behind the door of the Taoist temple and peeked out from the crack. Seeing the two police officers coming together, he panicked his head. Retracted, took a deep breath and knew that I couldn’t hide. I just turned and pulled the door open.

"Is it your police?"

The older policeman saw him take the initiative to greet him from the door and stop asking.

Yu Yufei quickly glanced at the scene of the accident surrounded by police cars and ambulances. He nodded slightly and cautiously asked: "How about the two people in the car?"

"The car has been rescued, the man is hurt a little, the woman is only slightly injured, no problem." The young policeman replied, his eyes swept over the filial piety on his arm, and concealed the coffin and mourning hall in the lobby of the eye. Stretched his arm and turned his colleague.

The older police officers also saw the situation in the hospital. They glanced at the sly face with a young and childish face. They brought a little sympathy in their eyes and asked in a slow tone: "Are you alone here? Family?"

Yu Yu shook his head: "No one else, just one."

After reading it, I took a look at the ambulance and confirmed, "Is that man just hurting?" Instead of being cold?

He asked this question a little strange. The two policemen looked at each other and guessed that he might have been scared. The older policeman calmly said: "It is indeed a bit heavy, but fortunately, hemostasis is timely, otherwise it is estimated that the doctor will not arrive. Are you helping to bandage?"

Yu Yu nodded again, his fingers tightened and relaxed, and the palpitation was scattered.

It seems that before it was just an illusion, winter is cold, he may be wrong, maybe.

"Is the back glass of the car also yours? If you use anything, can you tell us in detail?" The police continued to ask, and also took out a book record.

Yu Yu calmed down and honestly answered the police question. At the request of the police, he found the brick he had used.

At this time, the trees pressed on the sports car had been removed, the doors were wide open, and the people inside were all transferred to the ambulance. Yu Yu just pointed the bricks to the police, and the ambulance started up there, carrying the patient and leaving the dirt road.

"Snow is slippery, it is remote, and I don't know if the male patient can get to the hospital."

A small police officer sighed and said, Yu Yu listened to his side and looked at him. He just prepared to bid farewell to the police and returned to the Taoist temple. His eyes suddenly turned black, and a coolness spread from the soles of his feet. His body swayed and fell. On the ground.

"Hey! What's wrong with this?"

"What happened to the young man, where is it uncomfortable?"

"Fast! Come and help me to help him!"

The coolness invaded the whole body, the head was severely painful, and the body was moved. Yu Yuqiang held his eyes open and looked at the lips of the police officer who kept on and off, but another strange male voice was heard in the ear.

"Don't cry."

What are you crying for? Who is talking?

"wait for me."

Who are you waiting for? who are you?

He shook his head, his heart suddenly warmed up, his pain in his brain eased, his cold limbs slowly warmed up, his consciousness suddenly broke away from the fog caused by the pain, all the senses returned to reality, and the face of the elderly police officer was in front of him. His warm voice.

"What happened to the young man? Come, drink some hot water first."

The hand was stuffed into a thermos cup, and Yu opened his mouth, but couldn't speak. He shook his head and returned the thermos to the old police officer. He got up and walked toward the Taoist temple.

The illusion is an illusion. It must be that he does not rest well, so he has an illusion.

In the ambulance, the nurse helped the man to wipe off the blood on his face and saw his lips twitching as if he was talking, bending slightly.

"Don't cry..."

"Don't cry?" The nurse wondered, and the body suddenly trembled abruptly, scaring her to quickly reach out and press the bed, raising her voice and saying, "Slow down! You are too sick to hurt the patient!"

"Sorry, sorry, the ground was covered with snow, and there was a pit that I didn't see." The driver explained quickly.

"be quiet."

The doctor who had been concentrating on the patient's wound suddenly frowned. The nurse shut up, looked back at the doctor, and glanced at the handsome facial features revealed by the patient's clean blood on the bed. He remembered the sports car whose head was completely deformed and sighed in his heart.

These rich people are really...what.

"喵~"

Nothing is in the palm of your hand, and the front paws press **** his face, seemingly wondering his looks, stretching his head and sniffing.

Yu Yu held it in front of his face in a pampering manner, sniffing it, his eyes staring at the ear that moved to it, and the love in his eyes almost overflowed.

"Nothing." Yin Yan suddenly spoke.

The milk cat was stiff, curled back to his paws, and yelled at Yu Yu, licking his tail and disappearing.

"..."

Yu Yu put down his hand and looked at the back of Yin Yan’s head, not talking.