"Apologise to everyone?" Xiaolan was a little confused.
"Huh," Rong Fa sneered behind her, "You are really good at finding people."
Xiaolan glanced at Rongfa in confusion, Rongfa winked at her, and he stepped forward, as if to say, "Leave this matter to me."
Rong Fa raised his chin and looked at the man kneeling on the ground arrogantly, "I'm just taking you to apologize. God has great powers, so this is not a difficult task, but you have to say what you have said. After you finish apologizing, you have to go there obediently." Reincarnation, not just you, I’m talking about the three of you.”
After saying that, Rongfa pressed his lips toward the door.
Although Xiaolan didn't know what magical powers she had, she cooperated strongly with Rongfa to carry out the play.
The man heard this and turned to look at his wife angrily.
The woman glared at her and was about to curse, but hesitated for a moment and sighed, "What do you think I'm doing here? I'm just waiting for you two. If you can leave, what am I still doing here?"
After listening to his wife's words, the man turned his head back and then shed tears.
"Okay, it seems like there's no problem," Rong Fa clapped to himself, "Then let's get started, ugly brother... Come on, let's go out first. By the way, eldest sister, your daughter is still here. She’s waiting outside for you to help her patch up her doll’s eyes.”
The ghosts started to move. The woman came to the lobby and hugged the little girl, while the man tremblingly dragged his half-leg out of the kitchen.
Xiaolan tugged at Rongfa's sleeves and looked at him questioningly.
"What's wrong, Master Tianshen?" Rongfa returned her look with the same confusion.
"How can I apologize to him?" Xiaolan squeezed out these words through her teeth, fearing that the three ghosts would hear her.
"Lord God, are you kidding me?" Rong Fa glanced at her sideways, "It's not the first time you've done this job... I understand, you want to train me, right? Sigh, Then your plan has failed, no one has this ability except you..."
Rong Fa talked for a long time, but he didn't understand what Xiao Lan was capable of. Xiao Lan was about to ask frankly and leniently in detail, when the man moved to Xiao Lan's side with great effort and looked at the two of them expectantly.
Seeing Xiaolan looking at him, the man asked, "Lord God, do you need me to do anything?"
Before Xiao Lan opened her mouth, Rong Fa replied impatiently, "What can you do? Hold on to the sleeves of our Lord God when you go, and when you come back, just come and report."
go? where to?
The man nodded quickly, his nose hanging from his philtrum flicking.
The woman and the little girl were sitting on a row of seats in the middle hall. The woman was holding needle and thread in her hands, and the child was holding on to the hem of his mother's clothes, both eyes fixed on Xiaolan.
"Lord God?" Rong Fa called softly.
Xiaolan avoided the man's eyes and raised her fingers at Rongfa.
Xiao Lan whispered something in his ear, and Rong Fa's expression changed several times. After Xiao Lan finished speaking, Rong Fa tilted his head with a hint of pride and said with a bad smile, "Lord God, I I know that when I see your reaction, you must be disturbed by irrelevant human beings, and you can't find the place where we ghosts are, right?... Just listen to me, the list of living people in the future, Mr. Take it, it’s not good for your health. Our ghost’s spiritual energy is clear and clear. It’s so comfortable to get along with you... Okay, I won’t say more, then let Rong send you for a ride!”
Rongfa pinched the man's bloody hand with two nails and put it on Xiaolan's sleeve. He waved his long sleeve with his left hand, and the bright sky and earth shining with the early afternoon sun were instantly covered with a layer of darkness. Passers-by in the distance The figure slowly disappeared, and a few thick black clouds rolled in from the sky, filling the sky in an instant. The day suddenly became like night.
"Will this give you some inspiration?" Rong Fa leaned into Xiaolan's ear and whispered, "Lord God, have you found it? If you find it, we're going to set off."
Xiaolan squinted her eyes and stared at the black world in confusion. Suddenly, in the far corner of the sky, right in front of her, a golden light spot flickered.
"Have you found it, the door of regress?" Rongfa moved his sleeves. The night was getting darker, and the light spot became brighter. "That is the power of God to reverse time. Lord God, have you found it?"
Door.
The light spot was getting closer and bigger, gradually revealing the shape of the door.
Xiaolan felt her feet begin to float, as if there was an inexplicable force lifting her into the air.
"Found it!" Xiaolan shouted.
Rong Fa shouted "Okay" loudly from behind, and Xiaolan felt a pair of palms pushing behind her. With the power of her feet, she grabbed the man's arm with her backhand and flew into the air with him.
The man's body was now in pieces and fragile. He was being lifted up by Xiao Lan and his arm was about to fall off. Xiao Lan lifted up his hand and half hugged the man's chest. The two of them moved towards the man's chest steadily. The door approaches.
The city beneath their feet began to change. The blackness faded, day appeared, and day faded again, replaced by night. The flow of people seemed to turn into simple lines, drawing and disappearing under their feet.
Xiaolan has clearly seen what the door looks like.
The golden door had only a snow-white frame, and as the two approached, it slowly opened wide.
There was a bright white light all around, and the two of them disappeared into the light. When the light gradually faded, their feet suddenly felt solid, and they followed the inertia and sat directly on a soft place.
A piercing siren sounded in my ears.
The two opened their eyes.
The strong smell of blood, mixed with the disgusting smell of alcohol, poured into Xiaolan's nose.
Xiaolan first heard the groan of the man next to her, and then saw the scene in front of her clearly.
The two were sitting in the back seat of a car. The lights were flashing and the glass was broken. A bloody figure was lying on the driver's seat in the front row. The windshield fragments were scattered on the front and inside of the car. In front of the car, There are also two familiar shadows.
"Ah!——" The man next to him held his head and cried in pain.
Xiaolan sat up a little higher and looked at the two people in front of the car.
The woman bent over, and her chest and abdomen sank into a dent in the wall under the impact of the front of the car. She was almost cut in half. She was protecting a small child in her arms, and the child's entire body had become a blur. Of flesh and blood, only a childish head was exposed outside the front of the car. The child held a rag doll dyed red in his arms. One of the doll's eyes was precarious, shaking, and then freed from the shackles of the thread. , fell onto the front of the car and rolled into shards of glass.
The child's eyes were filled with blood, filled with confusion and fear. A pair of blood-red eyes stared at the body in the driver's seat - her father.
Xiaolan's chin trembled slightly, and the man cried bitterly in her ear. Xiaolan just pursed her lips and watched quietly as the vehicle under her started to retreat.
The car moved away, but the positions of the mother and daughter's bodies did not change. Xiaolan took a closer look and understood the rules of this power.
This god's recollection cannot change reality, it can only allow the deceased to experience it again in order to seek relief from it.
The man cried and wanted to rush forward. Xiaolan coldly grabbed the man's collar and pushed him back into the back seat of the car. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's too late to regret. You can't change anything now." , open your eyes and see how many people you have harmed along the way."
The car drove out of the small restaurant in reverse and backed up crookedly on the street. When it backed up to a flower bed on the sidewalk, an old man wearing a gray coat suddenly threw himself on the front of the car. The car continued to back up, but the old man's body He remained as if he had been hit by the front of the car and fell limply on the side of the road.
The car involved in the accident seemed to start to roll backwards along with the car that was retreating.
The car continued to retreat, and with a bang, a car that was traveling normally was hit by the car. The car spun around, hit several more cars, and finally stopped in the middle of the road.
The car continued to retreat, and after knocking down several passers-by, it finally drove out of the downtown area and arrived near a residential area.
The man's cry was endless. Although Xiaolan was staring intently at the world outside the car, she could still feel the struggle of the man beside her.
"Don't cover your eyes," Xiaolan sternly stopped him when she discovered the man's intention to escape, "How can you apologize if you don't even dare to face him?"
The man sobbed and took off his hands, looking at the car window with Xiaolan with red tearful eyes.
There were not many cars on the streets in the residential area. Xiaolan had just felt relieved and thought that there were no more victims. When he glanced outside, he suddenly felt that something was not right.
This place is... very familiar.
Familiar neighborhoods, curbs, and street trees.
The familiar community wall, the familiar shape of the high-rise building, the familiar guard box, and the familiar figure in uniform in the box.
A white car slowly drove out of the main entrance of the community.
Xiaolan felt a chill in her heart.
don't want.
Their car crashed into the white car at an absolutely excessive speed.
don't want.
Xiaolan saw that the uniformed man in the guard box noticed their car, shouted something, and stood up.
boom!
The world was spinning, and Xiaolan's vision was blurred for a second.
The white car's alarm squeaked.
happened.
Their car continued to back up, and when they reached the side of the white car, Xiaolan saw the bleeding and unconscious man in the driver's seat of the white car.
It's Ling's mother.
The aunt's hands were tightly grasping the steering wheel, and the airbag fixed her body to the seat. Her body tilted to the left, and the car glass was covered with red blood.
What she was wearing was that slim-fitting camel coat.
"Aunt……"
Xiaolan murmured, watching Ling's mother and Bai Che disappear from sight. The man in uniform ran out of the guard box, yelling something. He did not run towards Bai Che, but chased him in the opposite direction. Maybe , trying to chase down this crazy vehicle that caused the accident.
Gradually, everything disappeared from sight, and the car backed up and backed up until it stopped in a dark garage.
The man burst into tears. Xiaolan glanced at him and then looked out of the car in confusion.
This is...the parking lot.
There are many cars parked around, the lights are dim, this is an underground parking lot.
After a while, human voices appeared in the distance. As the voices approached, several staggering figures also approached.
"Lao Li...Did Lao Li drink too much? Can he still drive?..."
"I didn't drink too much... What did I drink too much? How can I call it too much? Let me tell you! In my current state, I will... I can take part in that racing competition and win the championship, I tell you!... "
The man's cry disappeared. Xiaolan turned his head and looked around. He closed his mouth and began to cry silently. His eyes stared at the figures of those men, his eyes filled with regret.
"Lao Li, don't be so aggressive... let's call a driver..."
"Calling a...bastard substitute driver? You asked me to...drive one for you to see!...I, Li Dayong! I will never need a substitute driver in this life!..."
"Old Li..."
"Oh, why are you talking so much? Lao Li is so good. Even if he drinks this much, it won't affect his driving at all! We can't do that. Let's call a substitute driver. Lao Li, let's go first!..."
The man named Li Dayong staggered towards his car. With a beep, the car door opened. The man's face was red with drunkenness. He sat down on the driver's seat, overlapped with his broken body.
Xiaolan looked at the man beside her. The man's tears had dried up. He stared at her figure who was randomly picking up the stereo and car keys. The hatred in his eyes almost solidified.
Xiaolan sighed and said softly, "You have to walk the next road by yourself. After you have apologized, go back quickly and I will see you off."
"Lord God," the man seemed to have just regained his composure. He grabbed Xiaolan's clothes helplessly, and seemed to be worried that he would soil Xiaolan's clothes. He let go of his hand angrily, "Lord God, can you … Let me die by myself. It’s enough to let me die alone. I can be hit to death as soon as I step out from here, or I can simply let the car explode…”
The living man finally took control of the car and the car started to move. He hummed a tune, shook his head, and backed the car out of the parking space.
"Once reality happens, no one can change it," Xiaolan looked at the car window indifferently, "It's useless to regret. God can't stop people from making mistakes. After apologizing, just go and reincarnate. I owe them , you should pay it back well in your next life."
The car drove steadily out of the parking lot.
The hope in the man's eyes disappeared, he put down his hand and said, "I know."
"Then I'm leaving." Xiaolan still didn't look at him.
The man closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Thank you, Lord God."
Xiaolan nodded, and she didn't need to do anything. When the car was driving under the street lights, the scene around Xiaolan slowly changed. White light slowly surrounded her from behind. Xiaolan closed her eyes and felt that the white light was not there. When he was so strong, his feet suddenly softened and he fell into a cradle-like place.
"It's pretty fast," Rong Fa's charming voice sounded next to him, "It seems like this ghost is quite cooperative."
Xiaolan opened her eyes and saw that she was lying in the center of a large net woven by black hair. She shook the white book in her hand and made a victory gesture.
