Chapter 2 One rebirth

Angels and devils are meeting to discuss the ownership of this one soul. The devil said: "She is a lowly prostitute. She is born lascivious and free-spirited. She has committed countless sins in her life. She deserves to go to hell and hold the pillar of fire. Of course her soul should be taken away by me, and it must be sawn into countless pieces and distributed to all her in the previous life." Handy man." The angel shuddered and covered his ears with his hands to express that he couldn't bear to listen. He said, "That's original sin, it's fate, it's not her fault. Although she was a prostitute, she never harmed anyone. On the contrary, she also saved people, not only Once, more than once, and most importantly—”

He paused, put down his hands covering his ears, folded them in front of his chest, and said poetically, "Her unchanging affection for the young master is so pure, noble, loyal, and selfless. It is the most precious thing in human beings." His conduct is love—feeling.” "love".The devil felt a headache when he heard these two words, and the angel's tired and crooked accent made him feel numb, like a rash, and countless red spots appeared on his skin. "Her soul deserves to be redeemed," the angel continued in a hymn-like tone. "She is God's lost lamb, and I will come to show her the way, so that she will no longer be tempted by you and return to God's place." Embrace, and be redeemed from now on.”

"Redemption".This is also a vocabulary that is not available in hell.The rules of hell are retribution and punishment, and those who go to hell are all guilty, so hell is full of sin and hatred.The devil came in and out there every day, and he could hear and see the twisted souls struggling and screaming in the volcanic knife peak or the oil pan's waves. There is no singing in hell, only moaning, screaming, or cursing.If someone laughed, the laughter must be more terrible than crying, because the person must have been tortured mad. The devil said: "Holy souls belong to heaven, and sinful souls belong to hell. This is the rule. We don't cross the river. Don't fight with me."

The angel said: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. What's more, she has never raised a knife. Although her body is unfortunately contaminated by the world, her soul is as pure as a baby-so, she belongs to heaven." The angel and the devil stood at the entrance of their house, arguing endlessly, and they were at odds. The sky and the earth are golden and white, and there is a gloomy cloud of black air, which is clearly separated by a line-heaven and hell, justice and evil, right and wrong, true and false, all of which are only in a single thought. Devoted men and women and evil spirits and ghosts stand in their own teams, automatically and consciously ascending to heaven with the angels, or reluctantly being escorted to hell by the ghost soldiers.

However, only this one soul is wandering and unwavering, yet steadfast, standing in an equilateral triangle with angels and demons, choosing his position impartially, and saying clearly: "I don't want to go to heaven, and I don't want to go to heaven." To hell!" Both the angel and the devil were stunned. They were used to arranging the fate of human beings, and they didn't think that the soul itself could have free choice. They all asked in unison, "So what do you want to do?" This is probably the first time that the angels and devils spoke together in Genesis. This sentence should be recorded in both the "Bible" and "Book of Life and Death".

"I want to live again, to live soberly, to get the love I deserve—or, at least, to know my love clearly and say it out loud so he can know it too. I want, a chance to give love." The soul stands in the enchantment of good and evil, shining brightly and swaying. No matter how many vicissitudes her body has experienced in her life, her soul is still as clean as jade, and, because of the passion and purity of love, it is extraordinarily crystal clear. The angel was moved to cry again, and he pointed to the devil: "Did you see? Her soul is shining. What a beautiful, what a pious heart, like a virgin. God said: Believers are saved. And this heart, Full of unconcealed trust, sincerely believe in love, believe in rebirth, believe in dedication, she deserves a nirvana."

"That's just phosphorescence." The devil said disdainfully. "All the ghosts want to return to life. If they all do so, the hell will not be so crowded." "But this soul is different." The angel insisted stubbornly, looking down with pity, "She is such a humble woman." She is such a humble woman. Humble love, living humblely, submissive all one's life, without seeking deep understanding. In her whole life, there is no lack of emotional loyalty, and the awakening of personality, but her soul has been sleeping, as if sealed in the refrigerator, there may be some, but she has never opened the door of the refrigerator to take it out for practical use. application.

Her body is that huge refrigerator. Her soul has been occasionally visiting the worldly behavior between the opening and closing of the refrigerator door all her life, but it has never escaped from her body—this woman thinks with her body all her life, and never thinks of using it. The great resource of the soul. until her death. When the god of death came, her soul was about to completely leave her body and be detained in hell, the soul suddenly awakened. For the first time this soul existed outside of her body. For the first time in his life, the soul thought for itself. And once she thought about it, she came to the most direct and sensible theory: she loved him.

Love him all my life. She cared about and persisted in his attachment for a lifetime, which is called love. And she never got this love. Even, never, never, gave this love. She is really not reconciled! Her soul came out of her body and floated in mid-air. She looked at the angel and the devil in turn, and saw two doors opened behind them at the same time.One door reveals a dazzling white halo, and the other door is full of miasma; one door is filled with melodious singing of praise, and the other door is full of ghosts and wolves. —and she didn't want to choose either.No longing, no fear.She has her own direction, her own will.This will is used for the first time from life to death, so this will is so powerful.

I want to live! Her soul finally spoke, loudly, firmly, without hesitation! She begged God and bargained with death: I want to live again!I want to get love!I want the world to return my innocence! Her wish is so strong, her love is so pure, her anger and grievance are so grand and hot.She was confused all her life, and all her emotions and thoughts were condensed at the moment when her soul came out of her body, and suddenly became clear and concentrated. The proclamation of a pure soul has power equal to that of heaven and earth, especially because that power has never been used in a lifetime, and a little bit has never been wasted, so it is extraordinarily menacing-that power, even God cannot be silent, Even death cannot be ignored.

So, God and Death looked at each other and reached a tacit agreement: They, allow her to live again! Angels, devils, and human souls go hand in hand, searching and searching. "I really don't know what the higher-ups are thinking?" the devil murmured, "I've never heard of the god of death being soft-hearted. She's just a lowly dancing girl. Does she need to mobilize people?" "No, her soul is purer and more loyal than anyone else, because she has loved him all her life." The angel said with great emotion, and looked at the soul behind him lovingly, with two dewdrops of tears streaming from the corners of his eyes , still using the classic posture of clasping her hands on her chest, she admired in a literary and lyrical way, "I always thought: there is no love that is more pure and noble than a baby's attachment to its mother. However, her love for the young master, She is actually more ignorant and instinctive than a baby, so her love is the most noble. This love should not end because of death." "It's love again." The devil interrupted impatiently, "What should we do now?" "What should we do? Didn't your master and my master have reached a consensus and agreed that we should cooperate?" The angel was shocked by this magnificent love tragedy, and couldn't help sighing, "This is the real earth-shattering cry." What about ghosts and gods?" "Let me work with an angel? That's unbelievable," the devil babbled. "Reaper promised to reincarnate directly without her going through samsara; we have to give her a ride. Is that so?" "Not just to give her a ride, but to take care of her for the rest of her life." The angel corrected. "I don't like the word 'favor'." The devil was very resentful. "Then just look at her, which is more colloquial." The angel said very well, "God wants me to take care of her life, protect her love, and guide her from going astray, and finally the soul can Get lifted up and go back to heaven." "I don't like the word 'nurture' either, but also 'shelter', 'guidance', 'elevation'..." protested the devil. Angel looked at this partner with some headaches, why didn't he feel troubled by this strange "cooperation"?What's more, this is still a rather picky and picky devil.He could only say succinctly: "We are responsible for helping her get what she wants." "It's not easy to get what you want?" The devil smiled complacently, "I'm better at this than you. The devil was born to lure others to commit crimes, commit crimes by hook or by crook, and then bring that sinful soul into the world." Go back to purgatory to suffer." Thinking of the fun of frying ghosts, he laughed heartily, and kept moving one hand in a gesture of stir-frying. The soul chases the shadows of angels and devils all the way through the long corridors of the delivery room of the hospital, through the pain and joy of life—why is the joy of birth always accompanied by the greatest pain? This is the real bridge of life and death, the realm of yin and yang.Countless souls are crowded here waiting for a chance to be reborn, and many of them are escaped ghosts who sneaked out of hell.Therefore, this place has also become the most frequented place by the god of death at the same time, in order to catch the fish that slipped through the net and bring them to justice. Those unsuitable lives are often stillborn, and they have no chance to see the color of the world. If the god of death is furious, he will be charged with crimes, kill innocent people, and take away the life of the mother. Those on the bridge of life and death are trembling, longing eagerly, and peeking tremblingly, like rats stealing oil—they are also a kind of stealing, "stealing life".It's so hard to get such a chance of life.And this soul, who somehow has this honor, works for both angels and devils to clear the way and protect it. When she passed by, all the souls stared enviously and hostilely, expressing their dissatisfaction. She saw two women with high protruding abdomens lying side by side on two delivery beds, gritted their teeth and cried out for pain, dense beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, and they endured it very hard.Occasionally, when the labor pains stopped, they couldn't wait to exchange their feelings about childbirth with each other, and tell their thoughts and worries about their husbands.She heard that they were called sisters and received re-education in the same study class, while their husbands were reformed on the same farm and had no right to welcome the birth of their children. "Are you still satisfied?" the devil asked a little fawningly. "They are infinitely troubled and worried, and have no enthusiasm for new life." She felt hesitant.In the previous life, I was poor and afraid, so I hope that this life can rewrite history. However, the devil said: "Now is the moment of great earth-shaking in Chinese history. Poverty is only temporary. As long as you endure the first few years, you will be able to develop again." "Isn't there a smooth life?" She was still dissatisfied, and asked, "Where are the other pregnant women? Why can't I choose a more comfortable and calm birth?" "We're only finding them, and that's about as good as it gets." "But you are angels and devils." The angel spread his hands: "We guide noble souls to heaven, or lead evil souls to goodness. For you, I will take care of these two counter-revolutionary couples in the future, let them rehabilitate earlier, and return to the stage of history. Give you good Growth environment—that's all I can do for you." The devil showed a smug smile: "I have done too much. I have to write off the young master's life in advance so that he can be reincarnated and be destined to be reborn with you. I also need to search through the books of life and death to find the pair who are pregnant. Sister flowers, you and him have a fate from birth—otherwise the sea of ​​people is so vast, where can you find him? But you also need to know that this kind of thing needs to be prepared ten months in advance, you are new Ghost of death, reincarnation is so urgent, but where can I just find a pair of pregnant women who are more qualified? It is not easy to have the current results." The soul smiled wryly, in vain to open up the line of heaven and earth, thinking that black and white can be enjoyed, but it turns out that it is only capable of this, and there is not much choice.I have no choice but to say thank you and accept their kindness. The angel clapped his hands: "Since there is no objection, let's start." I saw the devil pointing his finger, and a wisp of green air escaped from his sleeve, and directly attacked the older pregnant woman. The pregnant woman screamed and passed out, and then there was the sound of a child crying. Knowing that this was the reincarnation of the young master, she couldn't help but feel sad, and was about to step forward to take a closer look, but the devil had already pushed hard on her back and shouted: "It's your turn. Hurry up!" The world was spinning, and she suddenly felt lost and at a loss, and she had entered a mysterious tunnel in the twilight, which was long, dark, and boundless.She couldn't help herself, and was drawn into the spring of life by a huge force, and she was rubbed and crushed by unspeakable pain, and kneaded again.In the pain, I still thought to myself: When the young master was reincarnated, I don't know if he had experienced such torture.If so, then he was tired of him. In the whistling, a cold word flashed in my ear: "Death is the only way to rebirth, there is no other choice." When she opened her eyes again, she was already a child on the ground, reborn as a human being.