She bowed to Ling Xuan and cried: "Taoist Master, thank you for letting me out of the sea of ​​suffering."

"Let's go, let's go." Ling Xuan waved his hand, "If you want to go back, just go back. If you don't want to go back, just beg."

Li Wenwen was startled and said hello.

She left the Taoist temple, looked towards home, was silent for a moment, and walked in the opposite direction.

After experiencing life and death, there is nothing we can’t live with anymore, and there’s nothing we can’t forgive.

Her forgiveness is to never have any interaction with that couple again.

On the day of the Ghost Festival, Xiao Jing also returned to the human world. She turned into a bird and knocked on the window of Xiao An's ward.

Xiao An got down from the hospital bed in confusion, opened the window, and stretched out his hand, Xiao Jing stopped on his arm.

Xiao An was a little surprised and called to his friend in the hospital bed next door, "Liu Xiaoxiao, come and see!"

"It's a long-tailed sparrow!" Liu Xiaoxiao quickly identified it.

After Liu Xiaoxiao was taken away, after several changes, he finally came to this hospital specializing in cancer for treatment.

Liu Xiaoxiao has put on some weight. Although he is still very thin, his energy has improved and he can only be described as slim.

Xiao An tentatively stroked the long-tailed bird's feathers, but it didn't resist or fly away. Xiao An exclaimed: "It doesn't seem to be afraid of people!"

Liu Xiaoxiao blinked: "Today is the Ghost Festival. I heard that deceased relatives will return to the world on this day. If you miss them very much, they will turn into dragonflies and birds to visit the people you miss."

Xiao An was stunned and stared at the long-tailed bird to identify it carefully.

Xiao Jing stared at him steadily, and found that the sadness between Xiao An's eyebrows had dissipated, and there was a smile on her face. Her vitality was returning little by little, and her eyes gradually became happy.

The change in the long-tailed bird's eyes made Xiao An immediately confirm it.

"It's sister!" Xiao An's eyes turned red, "It's sister who came back to see me!"

Liu Xiaoxiao bent over with her hands on her knees and said softly, "Sister Xiaojing, hello."

"Chirp!"

Xiao An and Liu Xiaoxiao looked at each other. Xiao An pursed her lips and choked up and said: "Sister, I'm sorry, I have been worrying you.

I'm sorry that I never seem to grow up in front of you. Because of my illness and your tolerance, it is really difficult for me to live on after your death.

But Sister Chu Chu said that people should make progress and live well.

I hope it's not too late for me to understand this.

Sister, I’m really sorry for all your hard work.”

Xiao An's face was wet. He whimpered and wiped his face, "Sister, don't worry, I will treat the disease well, study hard, and be a useful person to society in the future, and live up to your expectations.

Sister, you, it’s time for you to live your own life. I hope you are happy, just like you want me to be."

Xiao Jing sighed softly in her heart, pecked Xiao An's palm, spread her wings and flew away.

She returned to the underworld and found Zhao Ming in the tavern. She saw him lying on the table drunkenly, holding a bottle of wine in his arms and snoring slightly.

Xiao Jingjing knelt on the ground silently, kowtowed three times to Zhao Ming, and went to the other end of the queue.

The queue was very fast, with only a few ghosts here and there, and she soon arrived.

“Would you like cilantro?”

Xiaojing shook her head.

Po Meng skillfully scooped up a bowl of soup and said, "Here."

"Thank you." Xiaojing held the bowl and said softly, "Can you please help me tell Mr. Zhao Ming that his kindness will be unforgettable to Xiaojing, and I will definitely repay him after reincarnation."

Po Meng glanced at the drunk Zhao Ming and said calmly: "Drink."

Xiaojing gritted her teeth, raised her head, drank all the Meng Po soup in one breath, crossed the Naihe Bridge, turned around and jumped into the human path of the Three Good Paths.

After Po Meng scooped up the last bowl of soup, she put down the spoon, walked a few steps to the tavern opposite, slapped the table, and snorted: "Tell me, what number are these!"

Zhao Ming hugged the wine in his arms tightly, smacked his lips, and slept soundly.

Po Meng cursed in a low voice: "You don't want to be a judge, but you want to be an impermanent person here. It would be fine if you were an impermanent person, but you don't care about other people's affairs every day. What's your brain?"

How long is it?"

Zhao Ming covered his ears and muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's hard to have a holiday... I can't even sleep well..."

Po Meng hated the fact that iron could not be made into steel: "Everyone who was born at the same time as you has become a city god, but you are the only one who is not doing your job day by day and just doing some losing business!"

"Why did you lose money?" Zhao Ming stood up unsteadily while holding on to the table, arguing, "I have accumulated evil virtues, and I have made money. I have made a fortune!"

Po Meng smiled, "As an impermanent soul, you are contracted to the underworld and will not be reincarnated unless you make a big mistake. If you make a big mistake, your merits will be useless.

You might as well say that you are cultivating, and when the time comes to cultivate the relics, you will be reincarnated directly into the compassionate master who saves the suffering."

Zhao Ming grinned: "It's not impossible..."

"I'm too lazy to be poor like you." Po Meng rolled her eyes and pointed at the wine in his arms, "What the hell, you drank all by yourself?"

Zhao Ming groaned, sat down again, poured wine into the bowl, and pushed it in front of Granny Meng: "Come on, come on, I won't come back until you're drunk!"

…

In the middle of the night, Xiao An seemed to feel something. He walked to the window. It was dark outside. He covered his thumping heart and suddenly realized that the long-tailed bird during the day might be the last time he and his sister saw each other.

Liu Xiaoxiao opened the curtain between the hospital bed and walked sleepily to Xiao An. He also looked out the window and said with some envy: "Xiao An, I really envy you and your sister. You two have a really good relationship."

"Actually..." Xiao An lowered his head, "I blame myself very much."

He held his chin with his hands, "My sister has been paying for me and working hard to make money, but I shrink back, I am cowardly, I am not brave at all, I can't give her anything, I can't even do it on the Ghost Festival.

It’s time to burn paper for her.”

Xiao An's eyes filled with tears: "In the final analysis, she is just my sister, there are some things that she should not have to worry about at all.

It was my fate to die from illness or freeze to death. She clearly had a bright future, but she wasted it on me."

"Why do you think so?" Liu Xiaoxiao was a little surprised. "Think about it, if your sister had leukemia, would you be like her and drop out of school to earn money to pay her medical bills, educate her, and encourage her?

She, I hope she can get well soon?"

Xiao An nodded without hesitation: "Of course, she is my dearest sister! No matter how hard it is for me, I will try my best to heal her!"

"That's it." Liu Xiaoxiao gestured with her hands, "You and your sister, your hearts are the same, you trust each other and are considerate to each other.

There is not only family affection between you, but also selfless love, because family affection alone cannot allow two people to help each other without reservation.

Therefore, you and your sister do not owe each other anything, and there is no question of whether it is worth it or not."

"And..." Liu Xiaoxiao put down his hand, "I love my father and my brother, but they will not give me any feedback.

You are different, you are very lucky.

So, live your life seriously, Lin An."
Chapter completed!