Requiem

Night like ink, cool attack...

The rain kept falling, and it didn't seem to stop.

Just into the spring night of the wind, or blowing a little cold.

The courtyard surrounded by red walls is isolated and lonely in the remote west of the city, and the white rubble is spread on the wall like a layer of snow, as if it is not raining this night.

Splat... Splat...

Su Mo stepped the rain in the courtyard, dancing alone...

Some dance crazy, some silent...

The Su Mo of this moment is Su Mo, nor Su Mo.

Underground palace to send away those dead souls, under the manipulation of that strange person, Su Mo to mortal body through the ghost... Through the ghost, can communicate with the ghost!

And the owner of that strange voice, of course, is just as she said... She's not human.

As for the specific what, Su Mo also does not know.

Su Mo sent away those souls at the same time, but also experienced the joy and sorrow of those souls.

The thoughts of the souls of the dead, constantly imposed on the body of Su Mo, in the final appearance of the ghost of the little girl crushed Su Mo's reason.

When Su Mo Tong Zhe, the strange being possessed by Su Mo Tong Zhe's power... Possession is not taking away.

Taking her away is taking away Su Mo's consciousness and then manipulating it with his own consciousness.

The possession is a temporary coexistence with Sumo, influencing each other.

In this brief moment of coexistence... You are me, and I am you.

Su Mo dancing, he can feel everything, but not by their own rational control.

He is sad, angry, helpless, sad...

Sumo dominates the consciousness, that eerie being dominates the ability... Abilities that are not human.

"Three talents, heaven and earth.

Three Lights, Sun, moon and star.

The three principles, the king and the minister justice.

Father and son are close, husband and wife are smooth.

Spring and summer, autumn and winter.

This time, luck is not poor.

Say north and south, say west and east.

These four places should be at...."

Tong Tong lies in Su Mo's arms, in Su Mo's dance steps, singing the few songs she can remember.

Her mother taught her. She remembers it.

Su Mo told her to sing, and she sang...

Because Su Mo said, "Brother take you home..."

What a sweet little thing... It's a pity...

Su Mo embracing the dead, dancing around the three black robe people, stepping on the rain "tap... Tap..." "Rang through the courtyard.

Ignoring the tense and complex monk Zhixuan and monk Mude who were still in the golden bowl, they danced the song of the Dead around the three black robed people...

In high spirits, Su Mo gently touched the foreheads of the other two men in black robes.

The eyes of the other two black-robed men lost their look...

Young and innocent children's voices into the ears.

Beautiful and strange...

"Thunk!

A fall to the ground sound, the first to Su Mo shot that black robe, with Su Mo's strange dance, become old, exhausted of vitality, can not afford to fall to...

Su Mo tilted his head to look at it, evil charm smiled: "You see, I said Tong Tong's song can move them."

The ghost of the child also raised his head, raised himself from Su Mo's arms, and naively asked: "What happened to him?"

"He was moved by Tong Tong's singing, tired, want to rest!" Su Mo smiled and touched Tong Tong's small head.

"The boy went on singing, and then he could go home."

Tong Tong is simple and serious said.

"Ok..." Su Mo responded and asked, "Is the dance good for my brother?"

"Nice! "Replied Tong.

"Tong Tong lies..." Su Mo gently tapped Tong Tong's head.

"Cluck..." Tong Tong laughed happily.

A man and a ghost, joking about... Laughing and joking...

In the eyes of the two monks and monks on the side, Su Mo was just doing a gesture of arms, and there was nothing in his arms. Dancing and talking to yourself.

To their horror, they watched helplessly as the fallen black robed man aged rapidly from the prime of life and then died.

It was an unexplained, weird death.

Su Mo's black cloud-covered boots made one ripple after another in the standing water, splashing on all sides.

The black cloak, dripping with rain, danced with the body and shook it away.

This dance in the rain at this moment, actually seems a little beautiful.

The dim candles in the house trembled...

"Said Dai Hua, Song Hengheng.

These five mountains, the name of the mountains...

The Japanese farmers... Japan Industrial and commercial....

These four people... Kuniyoshi..."

Dancing for a long time... For a long time...

Enchanted steps, unbroken songs...

As if venting the indictment of the heavenly way of this world!

The voice of the child in her arms faded, and the song began to break...

Finally grind to a halt...

Su Mo stopped and looked down at the Tongtong in his arms with pity.

"What's the matter? Why did it stop?"

Tong Tong will rely on his head deeply in Su Mo's arms, and his voice is weakening: "Tong Tong... A little tired..."

Su Mo lifted her head and looked out into the dark night...

"When you're tired, take a rest."

"But... Tong Tong also wants to... Keep singing... Then go home!" Tong Tong hugged Su Mo's neck, the body closer to Su Mo.

The cool night air was blowing and she felt cold now.

"That's it, that's it..." Su Mo said, "They won't stop us anymore!"

"Is it? Childlike innocence asked.

'Yes, look! Su Mo pointed to the other two black robe people.

As Sumo points...

The other two men in black robes fell to the ground and died.

"You see, they're tired and rested, too." Su Mo low and gentle to Tong tong said.

"There's no one to stop us."

The child watched the two fall down, his tired eyes lit up slightly, "Then we.... Can we go home now?"

"That's it, that's it! Su Mo touched Tong Tong's small head, "Brother can take Tong Tong... Home!"

"But..." Tong Tong again put his head in Su Mo's arms, weak opening.

"The child feels so weak... Children feel themselves... Can't go home..."

"How can that be? Brother promised Tong Tong... To send Tong Tong home ah." Su Mo held her head high, and her eyes reflected glittering and translucent.

"My brother is lying... Tong Tong..."

Tong Tong intermittent opening, like think of what...

"Tong Tong... Already dead, how can my brother... Send Tong Tong... And go home?"

Su Mo was shocked, slowly lowered his head to look at the arms began to change some dim ghost.

Eyes glittering and translucent again can not help dripping...

Crystal through the arms of the small person, fell to the ground, splashed a sad.....

Su Mo stroked Tong Tong's cheek and opened her mouth, unable to say anything.

Tong Tong affectionately in Su Mo arms rub rub, slowly said.

"Tong Tong... Oh, I remember. Tong Tong snuck out... Got caught... This yard... Those people... Killed the child..."

"Tong Tong... It's already... Dead..."

"Tong Tong... I can never go home..."

Children's souls more dim, a nursery rhyme, exhausted the remaining soul force.

Su Mo sat down with her legs bent, regardless of the water on the ground, holding the dead soul in her arms and sitting on the rainy ground, her black cloak dragging in the water on the ground.

Su Mo pressed her cheek to the child's forehead and asked softly.

"Is the child afraid?"

Tong Tong nodded, feeling weak and afraid all over his body, he could not help but tightly hug Su Mo's arm gently stroking her.

"Tong Tong... So scared..."

"Tong Tong is afraid that parents can't find Tong Tong... I feel sad and worried...

"Children fear the darkness of the other world... Children are most afraid of the dark..."

"Children are also afraid of the other world there is nothing, children are most afraid of a person..."

"Brother, you say... What's the other world like?"

When my grandma died, my mother said... The other world is beautiful..."

"But Tong Tong has not been to...."

Su Mo attached to Tong Tong's forehead, tightly embrace.

Su Mo whispered: "Your mother is right, there is an endless supply of food in the other world, and there are beautiful flowers everywhere."

"People in the other world are very kind, they will be as good to the child as his parents are..."

Tongtong listened to the words of Su Mo, the feeling of fear gradually went small, and the eyes showed a look of game.

"The child... Go to... first."

Su Mo stroked Tong Tong's cheek and said softly, "OK, Tong Tong go and see... Come back if it's not fun..."

"Brother... And cheated children... Tong Tong knows, Tong tong can not come back..."

Su Mo bowed her head and said nothing.

My brother... I think... listen The song..." Children speak more and more weak.

"Well, what does the boy want to hear?" Su Mo promised.

"Only... To... It's the brother... Sing.... All... Go...

"Then, my brother will sing you a piece of my brother's hometown opera..." Su Mo said softly.

"Ok..."

Su Mo open, play cavity around the beam on...

"I don't know what it is,

Go deeper and deeper.

The living can die,

The dead can live.

Live and die,

Those who die and cannot be raised,

It's not even the right thing to do.

It turns out that colorful flowers bloom everywhere,

Like this all go to waste with broken Wells.

The beauty of the day is helpless,

A happy family..."

Tong Tong listens to the opera of Su Mo, with the remaining strength to hold Su Mo tightly, stick in the arms of Su Mo, close his eyes... Go to sleep...

The music is still, the candlelight is dim...

"The wind is gentle, the temple is ringing,

Empty green and cold dress.

Deep in the lotus flowers by the pool,

Smell the fragrance on a clear night.

A man is old, but a dream is not long.

A little deep feeling, three shallow soil, half the wall setting sun.

A dream is a dream, and years are coming..."

At the end of the song, the candles in the room went out...

And the little one in her arms is gone...

In the cold night,

Only the cool breeze remains,

The end is qu do people scattered...