"Apologise to everyone?" Xiaolan was a little confused.
"Humph," 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, you are not the only one, I am talking about the three of you."
After saying that, Rong Fa moved his mouth toward the door.
Although Xiaolan didn't know what magical powers she had, she cooperated strongly with Rongfa to carry out the play.
When the man heard this, he turned and looked 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 is 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? Phew,
Then your plan has failed. No one has this ability except you..."
Rong Fa talked for a long time, but he still 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? Just hold on to the sleeves of our Lord God when you go, and when you come back, just come and report."
Go? Where?
The man nodded quickly, flicking his nose hanging from his philtrum.
The woman and the little girl were sitting on a row of seats in the middle hall. The woman was holding a needle and thread in her hands, and the child was holding on to the hem of her mother's clothes, both eyes fixed on Xiaolan.
"Lord God?" Rongfa 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, in the future, the list of living people, Mr.
"Yes, it's not good for your health. Our ghosts' auras are clear and clear, so it's so comfortable to get along with them... Okay, I won't say more, then let Rong give you 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 sunlight 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 retrospection?" Rongfa moved his sleeves. The night was getting darker, and the light spot became brighter. "That is the power of Lord 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 raised his hand and held it halfway around the man's chest. The two of them moved towards the man's chest steadily.
The door is approaching.
The city under their feet began to change. The black faded and day appeared. Day faded again and turned into night. The flow of people seemed to turn into simple lines, drawing under their feet and then disappearing.
Xiaolan had already seen clearly what the door looked 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, the two of them suddenly felt something solid under their feet, and followed the inertia and sat directly on a soft place.
A shrill 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 young head is left exposed outside the front of the car. The child holds a rag doll dyed red in his arms. One of the doll's eyes is precarious, shaking, and then freed from the shackles of the thread.
, fell onto the front of the car and rolled into broken glass.
The child's eyes were filled with blood, filled with doubt and fear. A pair of blood-red eyes stared intently 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 tried 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 at 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 have started 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 towards 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.
It's... very familiar here.
Familiar neighborhoods, curbs, and street trees.
Familiar community walls, familiar shapes of tall buildings, familiar guard booths, and familiar figures in uniforms in the guard booths.
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.
Bang!
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 unconscious man bleeding and unconscious in the driver's seat of the white car.
She is 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 uniformed man ran out of the guard box, yelled something, and did not run towards Bai Che, but chased him in the opposite direction, maybe
, he must be 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... Why did I drink too much? Is this even called too much? Let me tell you! In my current state, I will... I can even win the championship if I go to that racing competition, I tell you!...
"
The man's cry disappeared. Xiaolan turned his head and looked around. He closed his mouth and began to cry silently. He stared at the figures of those men with his eyes, filled with regret.
"Lao Li, don't be so pushy... let's call a driver..."
"Call 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 door opened. The man's face was red with drunkenness. He sat down on the driver's seat, stacked 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 pulling at 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."
"Master Tianshen," the man seemed to have just regained his composure. He grabbed Xiaolan's clothes at a loss, and seemed to be worried that he would soil Xiaolan's clothes, and said angrily, "Sir Tianshen, can you
... Just let me die by myself. It's enough for me to die alone. I can be hit to death as soon as I step out from here, or I can just 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 ignited 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 without her having 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 middle of a large net woven by black hair. Rong shook the white book in her hand and made a victory gesture.