"Only half of Zhou Yuan's soul is left." Yan's face was serious, and his originally pale face became even pale.

Liu Shuai was stunned for a moment.

"What does it mean to be half left?" I didn't understand for a moment, "Isn't he in your bottle?"

Yan touched the bottle in his pocket and put it in front of us. I looked at Liu Shuai. Liu Shuai had no magic power for the time being, but I felt that the light of Zhou Yuan in the bottle seemed to be much dimmer than that day. Yan saw that we didn't say anything, so he explained: "I can't tell why, maybe the fight that night affected the soul in the bottle, or maybe it was because I destroyed the Yin-Yang body in the end and the Yin-Yang was too powerful. I only discovered two days ago that his soul is only half of the incompleteness."

"What about the other half?" I couldn't understand. Isn't Yan specializing in soul collection? How could such a mistake occur?

"It's gone, there's a word called "Sank the Soul" you've heard. Don't be anxious first, you have to explain this matter slowly." Yan looked at Liu Shuai, "It's more popular to tell you about this."

Liu Shuai thought about it and cleared his throat: "If a human soul, or soul, is very fragile after leaving the body, some special changes in the environment will make the soul unstable and then dissipate. The world where Yan is located is not so much a person's soul and a person's life, but rather a person's life has come to an end. If he does not collect the soul, he will have nothing left."

"Shoot." Yan nodded, "So the King of Hell asked you to die in the third update. Who dares to keep you until the fifth update? In fact, it is not how scary the King of Hell is, but if the soul-detaining personnel do not come to you before the third update, you will be dissipated and nothing will be left."

Since I said this, I couldn't help but ask a question that I have been confused about these days: "Yan, your job is to collect people's souls. Why can't you come out for so long recently? Isn't anyone dead in this world? It's impossible, the souls of those dead people are all gone?"

"I used to be very busy," Yan looked at me, "The underworld has a lot of black and white impermanence, cow heads and horse faces to deal with soul matters, but it has been automated over the years. If a person dies normally, he will automatically enter the underworld. Don't you have fingerprint check-in, face-scanning check-in, and no supermarkets are left? The underworld has also kept pace with the times."

Liu Shuai was stunned when he heard this. Perhaps there was no change in this part of the content he learned back then.

"I'll go..." I murmured in secret, no wonder when I saw me for the first time, Yan said that he was still playing King of Glory, "Then why are you doing nothing to win people's souls?"

Yan stood up, walked back and forth, kicking his legs: "There will always be accidental in automation, such as abnormal death, overwork, suicide, etc., or some problems with this system operation, we have to deal with it. Besides, the way of heaven is impermanent, so try to save as much as I can. Do you still remember that I told you that my job is to be the only way to save you? Although it was an impulse word, it was also the truth - I said we were talking about Zhou Yuan's affairs? Are you so curious about the affairs of the underworld, otherwise, if I come out and take you down to see?"

"No, no need." I was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat. I thought I was too curious, so I continued to ask Liu Shuai: "Since Zhou Yuan's soul is still half left, let's put the remaining half back into his body. It will save you a while and nothing will be left. If you put it back now, it will not be worse than him now, right?"

"This depends on how you define it badly." Liu Shuai looked at me with a wry smile, "He has no soul, and he is still a person who can walk and move in the short term. His memory will not be lost. He also has the ability to act normally. However, if the soul loses half and then force himself to return to the body, the soul will be in a state of self-protection, which will put the body in a state of minimum consumption to nourish the soul-"

"Isn't that good?" I thought for a while, "Will the soul be complete if the body continues to nourish the soul?"

"A fantasy, the soul is damaged, how can it be repaired in this way! Only the six realms of reincarnation have this ability to repair the soul." Yan suddenly said, "You are too slow to speak. Hao Ning, don't interrupt, listen to Liu Shuai after he said."

Liu Shuai thought about it and nodded in agreement with Yan's statement: "The soul of an ordinary person cannot be completely nourished and restored through the body. It must enter the six realms of reincarnation as quickly as possible, but it must die normally before entering. Therefore, the soul is nourished by the body, which only temporarily ensures that the soul does not dissipate. At this time, the body and the soul have already had a tug-of-war conflict. When it nourishes to a certain extent, the soul will force the body to die naturally, and then the soul will enter the normal death process that Yan just mentioned, reenter the underworld, and reincarnate. In this process, the soul can reorganize itself. This incomplete process of fighting for time between the soul and the body is called a vegetative person in biological matters."

Liu Shuai looked at Yan, Yan nodded, looked at me, and said that he was finished.

I looked at Liu Shuai blankly: "In other words, if I use Guanzi's medicine at this time to let Zhou Yuan's body and soul meet, Zhou Yuan would immediately..."

"Immediately the scars on his body disappeared, but he fell into a coma." Liu Shuai looked at Zhou Yuan with a expressionless face. From the time we entered the door to discuss, Zhou Yuan was just listening to what we said, but he was not sad or happy, as if he was talking about a person who had nothing to do with him. Liu Shuai sighed and finished what he wanted to say: "I was unconscious until his body died. This situation can only be said to be life-extending, but what is the difference between this life-extending method, living for a hundred years and living one day?"

I also looked at Zhou Yuan, and after a long time, I asked, "Zhou Yuan, what do you think?"

"Me? I have no idea." Zhou Yuan looked indifferent, "It's the same as I'm alive, the same as I'm in a coma, and the same as I die. Before, I couldn't do what I wanted to do. I had to face various denials every day. In the eyes of others, I'm not my own. Now my soul is not in my body. I don't know who I am now. I'm just doing things that I don't like or hate. Is there any difference between living like this one day and living for a hundred years? Maybe there is, but the difference is not in me, but in the me you see in your heart. You look at me and feel pain, not because of my pain, but because of my situation, projected into your heart, and it's too far from the way I should live in your heart. And I feel pain, that I'm not me, but in your heart."

"My God," Yan whispered, "If I don't know his current situation, what he said just now would have become a Buddha."

"Yes, it's a pity that if you see the Tathagata with form and seek the Tathagata with sound, you cannot see the Tathagata." Liu Shuai took over the conversation, "A thought becomes a Buddha, a thought becomes a demon. You cannot determine what he is just because of what he said. It depends on his thoughts, but Zhou Yuan no longer has any thoughts."

It took a long time, and it was dead silent.

"How could this happen?" I looked down at the ground, shaking my head and murmured, "Liu Shuai, how could this happen? If I can't save Zhou Yuan, then what are we trying to do these days?"

I turned to look at Yan, my eyes turned red, Yan was startled by my appearance, "We are just the most ordinary losers in the world. Why can't we live to die? Why do we suffer this kind of torture? Why do we have to listen to other people's children's stories all day long and grow into distorted-" I pointed to Zhou Yuan, "Growing into a distorted self?"

"It turns out that Zhou Yuan was so sunny and cute. He never blushed with anyone in the company. No matter how Liu Shuai complained about his pictures, he would accept them seriously. At most, he admitted that he was not capable and work hard next time—"

"It turns out that Zhou Yuan was never sarcastic. Even if I sometimes mock him, he pretended that he had never heard of it. He just blew it over and continued to work with us and play with it-"

"The original Zhou Yuan never spreads negative energy. The director sometimes accused him of lack of ability, and he also took it carefully and never complained to us about what the director said was wrong-"

"The original Zhou Yuan was at home and just wanted to be the 'other other people's child' as his mother called, but he didn't know that he would never be the 'other other people', because even if he did that child, he would still have better children. He was actually fighting the world with his own strength!"

"Yes, he has limited ability. He is trapped in his wish that he doesn't want to do but has to do it, but he has not hurt anyone except himself. The soul-falling measures he had to take were also caused by his lack of understanding of the consequences. Can he blame him?"

"If you blame him, then what are we? Live in a daze, talking to people, talking to ghosts, and licking people who are higher than us, and despises people who are inferior to us? Who lives like people and who lives like ghosts?!"

Liu Shuai lowered his head and didn't say anything. Yan looked at me and couldn't answer my question.

"Why, why can't a person like Zhou Yuan live well? Is it gone without the power to live quietly in this world?!"

"What are you using supernatural powers, what is Avalokitesvara, what is the magic medicine, what is the Bodhisattva who fears the cause, and the mortals fear the result, I'll go fuck it!"

"Bang!"

The more I spoke, the more angry I became, and I couldn't vent my anger. I took out the spiritual medicine given to me by Guan Zizhai from my pocket without thinking and smashed it hard on the TV opposite. This TV was my newly bought 60-inch LCD. At this time, I ignored it. After hitting it on the TV, the TV swayed, and the resentment in my heart disappeared a little.

At this time, the originally turned off TV suddenly lit up, and a faint sound came from inside:

"Hao Ning, what's the point of throwing the TV when you're angry?"

Jiangnan Mu Yu's words: This chapter may be the most uncomfortable and most heartbreaking chapter I have written so far. I didn't want to write those who had a complaint mentality and said for Zhou Yuan. But when I wrote that Zhou Yuan might become a vegetable, I really couldn't bear it and was not angry. I don't know if this kind of complaint is to spread negative energy, and I don't know if you think I have committed greed, anger and ignorance. But when I wrote this, I had a voice in my heart, Zhou Yuan's
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