The autumn morning wind carries bursts of chill and keeps blowing the half-bald poplar trees. From time to time, it brings one or two dry leaves from the branches. The withered yellow leaves are fluttering in the morning wind.

It's like a lonely boat lost in the sea, full of sadness and loneliness...

Near the east side of the funeral home, in an open space surrounded by barbed wire, there were twenty-six death row inmates kneeling in rows. Hundreds of heavily armed armed police soldiers were waiting solemnly in all directions of the execution ground, with guns and live ammunition pointed at them.

The prisoners in front of them were caught, and they were just waiting for the commander's final execution order.

Yang Hongtao knelt in the middle of a group of prisoners, his low body as stiff as a dry stake. He knew that it was too late to say anything at this time, and struggling and resisting would only hasten his death.

Originally in court, Yang Hongtao had the urge to retract his confession, especially when he saw his once-loved girlfriend Xiaoya and his boss Huang Lianshu, who set up a trap to frame him and imprisoned him, walking into the court in an intimate manner.

The overwhelming anger almost swallowed up his whole body

However, when his eyes turned to the tears on the faces and concerned eyes of his elderly parents, sister and family sitting in the hearing room, the anger and instinctive desire for survival that had just filled his heart were immediately suppressed by this.

I was overwhelmed by the warm affection!

He knew that he could not defeat Huang Lianshu in any case. In fact, this was an unequal fight at all, and the two sides were not on the same level at all. Yang Hongtao calmed down and understood that even if he dared to fight against the law at all costs,

*It is useless to tell the truth, because he has no direct evidence to prove that his boss Huang Lianshu is the mastermind behind the series of economic fraud and criminal cases. Even if the judge accepts Yang Hongtao's testimony, Huang Lianshu is completely

He could just introduce a scapegoat to take all the blame, and at most it would cost Huang Lianshu an extra sum of money. However, Yang Hongtao would never be able to escape Huang Lianshu's crazy revenge, and he would still die after all.

, even all the relatives related to him will also be implicated... Yang Hongtao didn't want his parents, sister and family to be buried with him, so in the end he had no choice but to bite the bullet and bear everything.

…

After walking out of the courtroom with a death wish, Yang Hongtao thought he could really face death calmly. However, at this moment, he really felt that the cold muzzle of the gun pointed at the back of his head was constantly emitting death.

When he heard the breath, it was hard for him to avoid becoming afraid...

It's a pity that no matter whether Yang Hongtao can accept this ending, everything that should come will still come. Following the order of the commander of the Armed Police Force, there was a "click-click" sound of bullets being loaded from behind, and the crisp sound was like a

An invisible big hand knocked dullly on the door of hell.

"Ready - shoot -"

As the final order was issued, neat gunshots resounded over the execution ground, and at the same time, twenty-six 7.62 mm rifle bullets burned with angry flames and roared into the back of every death row prisoner's head.

Just before the gunfire sounded, Yang Hongtao, who knew that his life was about to come to an end, naturally flashed through his mind like a movie because of his infinite nostalgia for this wonderful world.

Every face he could never forget... his kind mother, his stern father, his doting sister, the girl next door who was his childhood sweetheart...

Then... Xiaoya's beautiful but ruthless face and Huang Lianshu's insidious and disdainful face were fixed in Yang Hongtao's mind, and then these two faces were infinitely magnified, like two legendary enchantments.

Like an impermanent ghost, with cold and stern eyes he wantonly mocked Yang Hongtao, a death row prisoner who was about to be deprived of his right to live...

The strong anger and unwillingness were like a blazing fire that kept burning Yang Hongtao's soul. As the saying goes, when the extremes of things are reversed, when the anger and unwillingness burned to the extreme, Yang Hongtao's mood suddenly returned to calm.

I don’t know if it was an accident of God or God’s will. When his life was about to end, the last face that appeared in Yang Hongtao’s mind was an old face full of wrinkles!

It was an old lama whom Yang Hongtao met by chance in a dilapidated temple when he traveled to Lhasa three years ago. The old lama had long eyebrows and kind eyes, just like an enlightened monk. However, after some deception, Yang Hongtao spent 500 yuan.

The money bought a piece of land from him

The jade pendants sold at the stall cost five yuan at most. The famous six-character Great Ming Mantra in Buddhism is engraved on the jade pendant in Tibetan. According to the old lama, this six-character Great Ming Mantra is the Mantra of the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Guanshiyin Bodhisattva. A long time ago, Guanshiyin Bodhisattva

It is by practicing this mantra that I became a Buddha.

After selling out the jade pendants, the old lama enthusiastically taught Yang Hongtao to recite the six-character mantra several times. However, Yang Hongtao felt that the lama's tone when reciting the six-character mantra was a bit like a foreigner speaking Chinese.

It's awkward. Or maybe it's right.

Because of this, Yang Hongtao left a very deep impression. And at the moment before his death, he somehow thought of the cunning old lama, and at the same time subconsciously recited in his mind what the old lama taught him.

Here comes the six-character Great Ming Mantra.

"Om Mani Padme Hum——"

However, what Yang Hongtao never expected was that while the six-character Great Ming Mantra was reciting in his heart, he seemed to see six huge characters flying into the air and turning into six white haloes of different sizes.

The halo of light shrouded his entire body with divine radiance, and before Yang Hongtao could realize what had happened, the six haloes began to shrink rapidly.

Although Yang Hongtao's body was still kneeling there, he felt like a ball of fluffy marshmallows that had been brutally rubbed by the six circles of light, suppressed and quickly turned into a small rock candy. In just a blink of an eye,

Within seconds, Yang Hongtao had completely lost control of his body, and all his consciousness was compressed and concentrated by the six circles of light to a single point in his mind.

At this moment, a hot bullet had penetrated Yang Hongtao's skull with the piercing sound of the gunshot, and an indomitable bloody aura passed through his mind...

I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, but when the bullet symbolizing death passed through Yang Hongtao's head, it happened to pass through the center of the circle formed by the compression of the six strange apertures, without missing a trace or a hair. And those six paths

The white halo of light disappeared at the moment the bullet passed through it, as if it turned into an invisible mesh mark engraved on the small bullet head.

However, the hot bullet did not hesitate at all. It flew past with a slight glance, and then sprayed out from Yang Hongtao's open mouth. With a "ding" sound, it fell seven or eight meters in front of Yang Hongtao.

dust.

After the gunfire, twenty-six condemned prisoners fell to the ground one after another. Each corpse had a bloody hole the size of a peanut on the back of the head, like a devil's eye from hell -

After completing the execution mission, the soldiers of the Armed Police Force began to quickly clean up the execution ground. First, the forensic doctor used a special instrument to penetrate the bullet hole in the back of the corpse's head and circle it twice. After confirming that the prisoner was completely dead, the two soldiers then

A group of people carried the bodies to the car according to their numbers.

Later, logistics personnel came over to simply clean the blood-stained ground, and collected the bullet casings and warheads consumed during the execution. These items must be processed in a unified manner, and when a certain amount is accumulated, they will be transported to the arsenal.

Melted and recast into a variety of bullets.

Originally, according to regulations, after each execution of a shooting mission, the staff responsible for cleaning up the scene must collect all the shell casings and warheads consumed this time. However, sometimes, probably because of the angle of shooting, there are individual bullets.

After being ejected from the prisoner's mouth, it will be directly driven into the ground in front of the prisoner. Of course, it is impossible for the staff to dig up the entire execution ground three feet in order to find one or two bullets, so less is collected every time.

Two or three bullets are not a problem at all.

This time, three bullets were not found. The staff responsible for cleaning the execution ground also paid no attention. Seeing that the blood stains on the ground had been covered tightly with loess, they sealed the found bullets and shells and got into the car one after another.

The noise of car horns and the thick black exhaust gas spewing from the exhaust pipe are gone...

Yang Hongtao felt that his consciousness was like a piece of extremely compressed cheese, tightly bound in a cold and hard bullet. No matter how hard he struggled, as soon as he touched the invisible network pattern on the surface of the bullet, he would

It was immediately bounced back to the center point of the bullet. At this time, the bullet was shrunk under a flat stone and penetrated through the rocks.

Yang Hongtao could still clearly see everything that happened in front of him through the gap in the room. He watched "himself" staring with empty eyes, paralyzed powerlessly on the dusty mud ground, and turned into a corpse.

The bloody corpse was then carried into a car and gradually drove away. He couldn't tell whether he was feeling sad, shocked, or excited.

It turns out that there is still a soul after death! Then the so-called theory of reincarnation must also be true!

But he didn't understand why other people's souls were free, but only his consciousness was bound to a small bullet after death and couldn't even move.

Yes... Yang Hongtao can clearly see the souls of the other twenty-five death row inmates who were executed in the same batch. In his eyes, those souls are like transparent shadows, guarding them as soon as they appear.

They kept wandering and floating in front of their respective corpses, just like a group of children who had lost their house keys, guarding helplessly in front of their home.

However, the evil spirit exuded by the armed police soldiers gave these dazed ghosts unparalleled fear. Therefore, when the armed police soldiers carried the corpse away, no one of those souls dared to continue to follow the corpse, even though they were reluctant to leave.

Being able to helplessly stay where the body once rested, floating around...

Yang Hongtao really couldn't understand how he could be so unlucky! When he was alive, he had to take the blame for others and framed his boss, but after death, he turned into a ghost and was trapped in a small bullet!

Could it be because he recited the six-character Great Ming Mantra before he died?

Oops! Supposedly, this six-character Great Ming Mantra is the supreme motto of Buddhism and should be used to drive out evil spirits. But the problem is that Yang Hongtao seemed to have turned into a ghost the moment he finished reciting the six-character Great Ming Mantra, which was natural.

He became an evil demon in the eyes of people who needed to be purified and eliminated by Buddhism. However, he actually recited this mantra silently in his heart before he died. Wouldn't it become a curse that tortured himself?

Just when Yang Hongtao was feeling sorry for himself and hating himself for being obsessed with things, the misty sky became brighter and brighter, and finally...a warm sun slowly climbed up behind the low mountain in the east, casting a ray of golden sunlight on the endless sky.

on the land.

In an instant, the ghosts who were still wandering around in the execution ground suddenly seemed like live chickens being thrown into the hot pot, making bursts of miserable ghostly noises while feeling helpless.

They struggled desperately and ran away in all directions.

Of course... the cries of those ghosts may not be heard at all in the ears of living people. Only people like Yang Hongtao can clearly feel the despair and fear in the cries. And the struggle and fear of those ghosts

Running away will not help at all, the all-pervasive sunlight is like a spear

The extremely sharp sword penetrated the holes of the originally illusory ghost shadows. In an instant, all the ghosts became riddled with holes, and no one was intact. Although they have not completely disappeared yet,

But it is only a matter of time before the real soul is gone.

Yang Hongtao stared at what was happening in front of him with his mouth open, and the panic in his heart did not lessen because he was temporarily spared. Although his soul was completely squeezed into a bullet, and it happened to be covered by a bullet.

Under the rocks, the sunlight can't reach him yet, but the sunlight refracted through the ground has already made him feel something.

It's as uncomfortable as being placed on a stove to bake. And... it only takes about ten minutes, maybe even a few minutes, and the sun's position shifts a little further to the west, and then the sunlight may penetrate between the stones.

The gap directly shines on the bullet head. At that time, is it possible for his ghost, who is firmly compressed in the bullet head, to survive?

Although Yang Hongtao is technically dead now, he still has a strong desire to live. After knowing that his soul will exist after death, Yang Hongtao no longer feels such fear about the death of his physical body. But now

However, he knew that once he was directly irradiated by the scorching sunlight, his soul might be scattered. Such death would be a truly complete death. As soon as his soul was scattered, Yang Hongtao would disappear from the universe forever.

No - I don't want to die! I don't want to die again!

Seeing the ghosts slowly melting in the sunlight, Yang Hongtao roared crazily in his heart...

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