After living a good life, I saw a small advertisement for Zhang Mingfu recruitment on Wuming Huangquan Road:
Do you want to live forever? Do you want to be free from physical pain? High salary, good benefits, no longer troubled by insomnia, an iron rice bowl for thousands of years, and a long-lasting livelihood! Year-end benefit warning, paid reincarnation for a lifetime of travel, life is ups and downs, starting from scratch, starting from a baby, what are you waiting for! Seats are limited, first come first served!
Wuming rubbed his hands excitedly, unveiled the notice, held it in front of Wei San, who was belatedly arriving, and said with a smile: Master, let's go and give it a try.
Wei San didn't read the notice, only looked at him: Do you want to go?
Wu Ming lifted up his tattered robe, sat on a stone by the side of the road, looked at the flowers of the other shore admiring themselves in the distance, and said: All my life, I have been running for poverty, driven by war, doing all the dirty things of licking blood on knives, and living enough of bathing in oil pans. I am nothing more than this as a human being, so what is the point of being a ghost?
Wei San looked directly into his eyes and finally smiled: Let's go then.
Wuming jumped up and down and ran up to him, half joking and half serious: "However, meeting you is a great blessing for me, and my life is not too bad."
Wei San glanced at him lightly, walked around him and walked forward.
Wuming scratched his head and cursed himself in his mind. Just as he was about to follow, the man in white in front stopped and turned half of his face.
The Bianhua stopped swaying, and Wuming couldn't help but put his hand on the heart that no longer beat, and pressed it. He felt that he must have heard wrongly.
The wind is still blowing.
Me too. Wei San said.
Intention: Meeting and knowing each other is a great blessing in life