mijobooks 176. Who Are We And Where Are We Going?
176. Who Are We And Where Are We Going?
At night, the pink lights in the room were still on.
Both Jiang Chun and Qiu Xiaolu got into the bed, and the mother and daughter hugged each other sweetly and warmly.
Looking at the little deer in his arms, Jiang Chun couldn't help but feel lost: "It's such a pity, such a lovely daughter, but I haven't seen you as a child. It's such a pity."
Qiu Xiaolu burrowed into Jiang Chun's arms, pouted, as if angry: "Actually, I blame Dad a little bit. If it wasn't for him, we wouldn't have been separated from you since we were young. Why did he take Are you frozen? Can't we be together as a family, like any other family."
Jiang Chun sighed and said: "Maybe, this is helplessness, our life is like a bubble, as long as we don't puncture it, we can go on, but once it is punctured, many things will never go back. Even if I am not frozen, can I still treat you and Xiaoye without distinction like a human mother? Your father, can he face our mother and daughter as if nothing happened? Our family was not broken the moment your dad froze me, the moment I found out your dad had a Solo card, the moment your dad found out I was a ghost and knew the truth of this world, our family was broken It's broken."
After listening to Jiang Chun's words, Qiu Xiaolu couldn't help crying, and buried her head deeply in Jiang Chun's arms: "Mom, what should we do? We are obviously ghosts, but now We, together with the Ghost Killing Squad, with the people who have [Solo cards], we no longer belong to the ghost clan, and we have never belonged to human beings. I feel like a traitor all the time. We Is it a human or a ghost?"
After Qiu Xiaolu finished speaking, Jiang Chun didn't know how to answer. If Jiang Chun chose to help Qiu Yuan and Qiu Xiaoye, would she be a human or a ghost?
Let her make a ghostly choice, kill Qiu Xiaoye and Qiu Yuan, she really can't do it now, especially when facing Qiu Xiaoye, she doesn't even allow others to hurt him.
But let her make a human choice, to be an enemy of ghosts, the education she has received since she was a child, those oaths of opposing ghosts and humans, will immediately turn into knives, stabbing her heart crazily prick.
She feels that she can't be a human being, and she can't be a ghost either.
At this time, Qiu Xiaolu suddenly raised her head and looked at Jiang Chun with tears in her eyes: "Mom, can you turn me into a human being? I want to become a human being and be with my big brother and my father."
Jiang Chun shook his head.
become human?
If you are born a ghost, you will always be a ghost.
Just as the mother and daughter were embracing each other and crying, there was a knock on the door suddenly, and Qiu Xiaoye called tentatively outside the door: "Mom? Mom?"
Jiang Chun quickly wiped away tears, got out of bed and opened the door.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Qiu Xiaoye standing outside the door in blue pajamas, hugging a quilt.
With tentative eyes and anticipation, he looked at Jiang Chun pitifully: "Mom, can I be with you tonight?"
"Of course!" Jiang Chun said Qiu Xiaoye and hugged him: "You are my son!"
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The next day, when Qiu Xiaoye woke up, there was a loud TV sound coming from the living room.
When he came out in a daze, he found Li Boping sitting on the big sofa watching TV, and the bandaged father was helped to sit on a chair.
Jiang Chun is tinkering with her father's new mobile phone. For her, who has been frozen in the refrigerator for more than ten years, all the current products are very novel.
Qiu Xiaolu was busy in the kitchen, making breakfast for everyone.
"Morning." Qiu Xiaoye scratched her hair, wearing pajamas, with a look of not waking up.
Li Boping said: "It's getting late, it's almost ten o'clock."
"It seems that I really overslept." Qiu Xiaoye said with some embarrassment, last night seemed to be the most sound night he had slept in recently, snuggled into his mother's arms, he seemed to have nothing to worry about, his whole body Completely relaxed, fell into a deep sleep.
Since joining the Ghost Slaying Team, he has never had such a good night's sleep.
Either haunted by nightmares, or awakened by the sound of the mobile phone.
Not only did he kill ghosts during the day, he also kept killing ghosts in his dreams at night, and he hardly lived a peaceful life.
"By the way." Qiu Xiaoye suddenly noticed that there was one person missing: "Where is Master Mo? Has he gone out?"
Li Boping shook his head: "No, the door of his room is also locked and he hasn't come out. He probably overslept just like you."
"Master Mo? Overslept?" Qiu Xiaoye seemed to have heard something from the Arabian Nights.
You know, as a practitioner, Mo Zhibai treats himself very strictly.
Several times, it was only five o'clock in the morning, Qiu Xiaoye woke up from urinating, and felt thirsty after going to the toilet. When he came out to find water, he found that Mo Zhibai had already woken up, sitting alone in the lobby, meditating, closing his eyes. Eyes, moving the beads in his hand one by one.
If Mo Zhibai overslept, it would be even more inconceivable than Li Boping's first place in the class.
"This Master Mo is meditating in his room and doesn't want to talk to ordinary people like us." Qiu Xiaoye walked to Mo Zhibai's door and began to knock on the door "bang bang bang".
"Mage Mo?"
"Mage Mo?"
He knocked and shouted, but there was no response from the house.
Qiu Xiaoye felt a little strange.
Even if Mo Zhibai really didn't want to come out, it wouldn't be the case that he wouldn't even reply.
Qiu Xiaoye was thinking about it, and suddenly woke up suddenly, as if he had discovered something.
He remembered Mo Zhibai's eyes when he solemnly said goodbye to him before returning to his room yesterday. Qiu Xiaoye only realized it now. There was a determination in that eyes that he would never see again!
"Oops! Something must have happened to Master Mo!" Qiu Xiaoye yelled that something was wrong, and kicked the door of the room hard.
But the kick didn't kick away, Qiu Xiaoye didn't care so much, just took out the long knife, and smashed it towards the wooden door.
With a sound of "click", the wooden door was smashed open, and Qiu Xiaoye broke into the room. He was shocked by the scene in front of him.
I saw Mo Zhibai folded the snow-white quilt squarely, and then sat cross-legged on the quilt, with beads hanging between his hands, he closed his eyes lightly, as if he had settled down.
On his body, the bright red blood soaked through the robe, dripped down the sackcloth, and dripped all the way onto the quilt beneath him, dyeing half of the snow-white quilt bright red, like a bright red flower. Hibiscus blooms in the snow.
On the ground in front of Mo Zhibai, there were eight big characters written in red blood:
People are inherently dead, why should they be afraid.