Yan looked at me in surprise.
"What's wrong?" He didn't seem to realize the soul he held was a friend of mine.
I gave up on trying to discredit Yan’s claims. If this was Zhou Yuan’s soul, a good friend of mine was no longer in this world. I didn’t dare press Yan for too many details.
“You took this man’s soul?” I confirmed
Yan looked at me and laughed.
"That's right. Didn’t I just explain it? When someone dies, I come to take his soul."
"When did you take it?" I asked, still holding out hope that I was misunderstanding something.
"Let me see. In the morning, I ate some sliced white chicken and double-skin milk pudding on North Ninth Street. I drank a cup of Miso Tea, then played King Strike on my phone for a couple of hours.” After quite a bit of mumbling, he announced, "That's around 3 PM. So the man died around 2 PM."
"Oh, alright. That's good." I patted my chest in relief. Zhou Yuan had shown us his design around 5 PM, and we’d had dinner at 6 PM. It couldn't be him.
Despite that, the man in the bottle looked like he was yelling to me, but I couldn’t hear what he was trying to say through the glass.
"This man… hmm, this ghost…? This soul seems to want to say something?" I pointed to the bottle. "Could I hear him?"
Yan looked at me, then looked at the bottle and scratched his head.
"Yes, but there’ll be problems if we leave the soul out too long. Hold on." As he spoke, he used his finger to draw patterns on the ground, then carefully opened the bottle. The soul came out, stood on the ground, and looking up at me, still crying. "Hao Ning, it's Zhou Yuan. Please save me! They want to kill me! "
"What?! You’re lying!" I shouted at the tiny soul, jumping to my feet in shock. I thought through every possibility I could, but none of them made sense. "Zhou Yuan showed me his design for a map this afternoon. We had dinner together! "
"That's not me! No, that's me too, but…" Zhou Yuan faltered anxiously. "How can I explain it to you?"
"Oh, I understand what’s happening," Yan said thoughtfully. "Did you make some sort of deal with someone? An agreement to improve yourself somehow, maybe to become a better person? "
The soul in front of me stood silent for a moment, looking at the floor. I looked at him anxiously.
“I did,” he said quietly, “but not to be a better person. To improve a skill.”
"Ha! You deserve it!" Yan said, leaning back on the sofa in laughter. Maybe he really was a demon. How could he laugh so heartlessly? “What were you expecting? Nothing comes for free.”
"Shut up." I wasn't afraid of offending Yan anymore. I looked at my friend’s soul. "Tell me exactly what happened this afternoon. Why were you so desperate to improve yourself? Explain every detail.”
"Alright …" Zhou Yuan lowered his head. "I went to see that horrible woman, Miss Lan. There was a pattern like this one in her room."
He gestured to what Yan had drawn on the floor.
"This is definitely not the same thing. This is a Spirit Convergence Array. Your Miss Lan most likely used a Fallen Soul Array. They have some similarities, but there’s several obvious differences. You really have horrible insight,” Yan told him. He stopped talking when he saw my glare and gestured back to Zhou Yuan. “You go ahead and tell your story. "
"I don't know what they did, but they gave me a glass of water. I lost consciousness after I drank it. When I woke up, I was in a cage surrounded by large rabbits. After a while, the cage opened, and I saw myself walk towards me."
"Wait! You saw yourself walk over? What do you mean?" I frowned. "You are yourself. How could you see yourself walk over? "
"I don't know. I was so scared. I wanted to yell for help, but no sound came out. My body walked over, grabbed my ear, lifted me up, and slit my throat with a kitchen knife. Then I lost consciousness again. When I came to my senses again, I was in this man's, this…”
"Just call me Yan."
"In Yan's bottle, and then I saw you," Zhou Yuan said, pointing at the glass bottle. "Which brings us to the present moment."
Zhou Yuan had explained it clearly, but I only felt more confused. Zhou Yuan's soul had seen a bunch of huge rabbits, and then saw himself come over. What kind of story was this? It sounded more like Alice in Wonderland than something that could have happened to a friend. I pinched my leg to wake up until the pain made me grimace.
"I get it. What a perfect scheme, and so well executed!" Yan jumped up in excitement, then saw our puzzled expressions. "What Zhou Yuan saw wasn't an extremely big wild rabbit. If I'm right, your friend’s soul had been stuffed into the body of a wild rabbit. So, at that time, you were not an average sized human in a cage of rabbits. You were another rabbit.”
I looked at Yan in horror, but he kept talking.
"If you try to take a living human’s soul, the nether world will investigate the case. If you kill yourself, however, you’ve given up your right to live. If anybody else had walked over, it would have drawn attention, but it was your body that killed the rabbit containing your soul. In addition, killing a human is a crime, but killing an animal is not, especially if you do it with your own hands. If this was handled properly, in most cases, nobody would investigate your death. You leave an empty living body, and no one investigates why. What a delightful plan!”
"Did you piss somebody off?" I asked Zhou Yuan, ignoring Yan’s muttering. "Could you have upset Miss Lan?"
"No. We've known each other for a long time. In the past, her work was very bad. She was so miserable." Zhou Yuan’s soul frowned as he went through his memories. "Then, one day, she was different. Every time we had dinner, she was happy. She kept telling me how successful her work was. I was so envious, so I asked how she’d done it, but she didn’t answer my question. Instead, she asked me a question…”
Just as Zhou Yuan trailed off, a second voice cut in from the door.
“She asked what these words meant to you: If you walk fast enough, your soul can’t catch up.” The door opened and Zhou Yuan walked in. To be more accurate, Zhou Yuan’s body walked in.
Zhou Yuan’s human body sat on the sofa and stared at his soul for a while, then laughed.
"I really appreciate your answer, though it was a little self-deprecating. Until now, I agreed. I didn’t know it was my soul in the rabbit, but it doesn’t matter now. I don’t care. We are separate beings now. "
"I know what my body’s talking about," Zhou Yuan's soul said in a quiet voice. He sat on the ground and buried his head in his arms. I could still hear his voice. "When she asked, I told her that nowadays, those who can’t keep up will be left behind. If your soul can’t keep up, then you get even further from the crowd while you wait for your soul, so sometimes you have to leave it behind. Go forward, forget the soul.”
"What are they talking about?" I asked Yan, "Why can't I understand?"
"Hum, what they are talking about really exists," Yan didn't mock me at this time, but instead explained things sincerely, "Many people’s lives are constant struggles. It's not that he doesn't have the ability, but that he’s forced himself to spend every day doing something his soul doesn’t want. His family had expectations, his colleagues were watching, he kept comparing himself to the people around him. When the soul disagrees with the mind, most people have to compromise their ideals to function in reality. Your friend here, however, seems to live in extremes, and literally abandoned his soul and kept only his body.”
"At the start, I wasn’t sure if I should give up my soul," Zhou Yuan, the physical body, on the sofa, said with a smile, "but after Miss Lan explained things, I realized that I’m much better like this. I don't need to care about if what I’m doing is actually what I want to do. As long as I'm able to do something, I can give it my full concentration. I could never really focus on my designs enough, but now I can easily find all the mistakes and problems.”
Zhou Yuan turned to me.
“I only spent five minutes drawing that map, and you all praised me. The feeling is simply too wonderful, and this is only the beginning. I’m going to be a huge success.”
So that map, in some sense, really hadn’t been made by Zhou Yuan, at least not the Zhou Yuan I knew. His soul had already been missing.
The soul of Zhou Yuan raised his head.
"That's because I don't want to be a designer at all!" he roared. "I just want to write, to tell stories! It’s the only thing I ever want to do with my life."
"What kind of fucking nonsense are you going on about!? You can’t survive like that!" Zhou Yuan’s body roared. His expression was furious, and I edged away a bit. "You never wanted to do your work, so you never paid attention? You know what? Every time people criticized my work, it broke my heart! You just pretended nothing happened, but it was destroying me. Your lousy dreams dragged me back! I’m twenty-seven. I lay awake every night wondering if this will still be my life at thirty. I’m a failure. If I don’t change things, I can never provide for a wife, for children. A soul is a small price to pay. You won’t change, so I took care of it myself. You will be a ghost, and I will build a good life for myself.”
The body pointed to Yan.
"If you want to write stories so bad, follow him to the netherworld and write all you want, but you will not keep interfering with my life!”
Interference... That didn’t sit right. Since when did we think of our souls as an interference?
Zhou Yuan’s soul was silent, looking up at me in despair, hoping that I could say something. I’d never known how worried he was about the future or thought he’d been so drained by the gap between his work and his passions, but there was truth in the body’s words. Both of them were really Zhou Yuan. I didn’t even know which one to help.
"Did the person who arranged this happen to tell you," Yan said, "that you can only live seven days without a soul.”
"What?!" Zhou Yuan’s body and I asked at the same time.
"You are right, there is indeed the possibility that what your soul wants can’t match the demands of reality, but how many people do you think feel that way? Wouldn’t more people take the easy solution?" Yan shook his head, looking like an old teacher, though his face was youthful. "A few can leave their bodies freely, but most people can only leave for seven days before the body starts to have trouble. Souls often don’t listen to our minds, but they are one of the most important parts of our lives. Why do you think so many people die from overwork? They starve their souls, and when it’s almost used up, the body gives out. The only realize you’re still alive to yell at your soul is probably- “
“The talisman water protected your body.” The door opened, and Liu Shuai entered. I realized that he was staring at the ground, right where Zhou Yuran’s soul stood. Could a normal human see it now?
"You can see him?" Liu Shuai and I asked each other in unison, but he realized that he’d revealed something and didn’t ask further.
"In the past,” Liu Shuai explained, “Jiang Zi Ya, the immortal Taoist, gave Bi Gan something similar, but the effects were a bit different. One could protect human body, and the other could protect the soul, but they can’t protect a man for his entire life. They had flaws."
I was struck with the realization that I was the only person in this room with no concept of what was happening.
"Then why is Miss Lan safe?" Zhou Yuan asked, "Why she isn't dead?"
“Let me explain the problem with her method,” Yan said. “A body without a soul can learn some amazing abilities, but if you want to keep your body alive, you need something called ‘life exchanging talisman water’. It’s called that because you must take another’s life to extend your own. If Miss Lan is using this method, she’ll need to take another life every forty-nine days. The technique was invented by Shang Yang during the Qin dynasty. His soldiers gained power, but they also had to keep fighting to survive. Bai Qi killed four-hundred-thousand soldiers from Zhao just to obtain more souls to feed his army. After Ying Zheng united the six states, there was not enough bloodshed to feed his army and they slowly died off. It’s part of the reason the Qin dynasty fell. Of course, this is all legend now. Since then, the cycle of rebirth has been fairly stable, and we keep a close watch on souls. This sort of thing doesn’t happen anymore. But it happened today.”Yan sighed."T
My legs turned to jelly, and I almost fell to the floor. I despised myself for being so useless that I couldn’t even hold myself up. I steadied myself on the table and the portable charger for my laptop fell out with a handful of other electronics."What's that?" Yan stared at the stuff on the ground and asked."That’s a XiaoMi power bank. Its compact aluminum shell is light and easy to carry. It has 10000 milliamps that can charge iPhone five times. It’s easy to use, and you can get it for just ninety-nine yuan! You won’t find a better deal for …Oh my god, what I am saying!" Overwhelmed with fear, I’d gone into my product pitch."No, I mean that! Is that a Kindle!" Yan stared at the floor behind me. I looked around and saw my kindle sitting on the floor."Yes!""Does it have any novels by Louis Cha?" Yan's asked, voice trembling slightly."Yes, there are. I have The Heavenly Sword and Dragon Sabre, Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, and The Smilin
I sat on the sofa and looked at Yan in the mirror. The sunlight outside the room was extremely glaring and weak. It was like Zhou Yuan's dull gaze that had passed through the balcony and shone all the way to my feet. It was extremely hot in S City of this season, but I still felt cold all over because of Zhou Yuan.In this past week, I'd already gotten used to Yan in the mirror world. He was very tactful and wouldn't run around. Since the last time I came back, he would basically only appear in the mirror in my living room, and in his words, last time in this living room, he and I had a very enjoyable conversation. Although I always believed that conversation was just a dream, but since he insisted, and since I had too many things to figure out, I no longer argued with him about it anymore.Yan was embarrassed by my stare and scratched his head. He asked me: "What exactly do you want to say? With my current condition, I can only hide in this mirror wor
At this moment, my mother got to understand that her mother-in-law was helping her deal with the problem between her and her husband! She quickly pointed at my father's forehead. "You heartless man! Mother is waiting for your reply. How dare you go to the soldier's home to play! "My father finally understood what was going on. As the azure and violet color on my body gradually darkened, my crying voice became louder and louder, he gritted his teeth, and kneeled on the ground, kowtowing to my grandmother before lowering his head and saying, "Mom, your son will not gamble anymore. If I do it once more, I'll chop off both my hands!""Well," my grandmother looked at my father and said, "Go out into the yard and get some straw!"Straw was common in the countryside, which was mainly used for lighting. Because dry firewood was not easy to light, people usually first lit straw and then put dry firewood in, and i
“Fuck you, Hao Ning!"Early in the morning, a loud roar came out from the office. Everyone looked in the direction of it and got surprised finding that Liu Shuai, who never got angry, was yelling to me, who never allowed anyone to speak with rage in front of me.I looked at Liu Shuai with a mischievous smile, and noticed that everyone's gaze was fixated on the two of us. I hurriedly said, "what are you looking at? You never saw a product manager discussing his demands with an R&D?”Everyone suddenly understood what happened. It seemed like Hao Ning once again shoot some demands that Liu Shuai could not tolerate, which might probably induce a bad situation. Some colleagues looked at me sympathetically, then lowered their heads to continue working.Liu Shuai's face was flushed red. He felt uncomfortable after realizing how loud his voice was, then pulled me into the conference room and closed the door after him.
“Are you Hao Ning?" Wu Mei Niang, who was on the screen, spoke toward out of the screen! Specifically, she was talking to me outside the screen.“Shit!" I almost fell to the ground. Then I looked around and realized that the people beside me were still picking their things. They seem not notice anything abnormal about me. "Who are you?"Wu Mei Niang, who was on the screen, smiled sweetly at me. "I don't know who I am yet, but your friend is going to die, while and you guys can't do anything about it!"Why do strange things happen every year, especially this month? I swallowed my saliva and said with difficulty, "we are going to visit him and see what we can do …""Haha." Wu Mei Niang laughed sarcastically, "And after that? Do you have a viable plan? Are there targets that can be implemented? Have you done a risk assessment for each essential part? There's nothing like that at a
I looked at Zhou Yuan and said, "I don't think so…"“I can't make everyone happy" Zhou Yuan's tone didn't contain any traces of happiness or anger. "I used to believe that I chose a path that could make me rich in a short time, but no matter how hard I try, I was unable to make it better. I thought that I could make myself more outstanding with Lan Ruo, but in the end, everything happened in vain. My mother is right. Maybe I really am not a qualified son …”He turned to be more and more insane. It was obvious that he had completely denied himself. "Don't think like that. We all know you are very good. You are nice, hardworking, and very popular, otherwise why would we come to see you? Even the director said he wants to visit you as well. "Zhou Yuan shook his head. "It's not what you think. Let me show you something."Zhou Yuan started taking off his T-shirt."Hey, what are
"Avalokitesvara?" I suddenly felt something in my heart. I knew that Liu Shuai, by his nature, wouldn't joke around with me over such a matter, so I tentatively recited a passage, “as Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva walked deeply into Prajna Paramita, he found all the five senses empty and the sufferings were relieved. Are you talking about this person? "Liu Shuai laughed bitterly, "What you said was the imagination of the descendants. I know as much about this as you do. I only heard my master mention it once, that he was with the Avalokitesvara. As he said that, he looked at me and sighed, saying that I would not understand, and did not continue. But regarding the Avalokitesvara's sacred art, no matter how theatrical the legend is, there should always be some realty, especially his two great magic tools which no one has ever questioned before. Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. You should ask Yan if there is any way to find my master, even tho