The Lame Beggar (I)

Hao Zhen jumped from the fourth floor. A dazzling light flashed in front of his eyes, and he could not see anything.

"Wei Er, Wei Er, where are you?"

He landed. Although it felt soft, it was definitely not on the sand. Because his eyes were temporarily blinded by the strong light just now, he could only grope with his hands. The touch of the ground was very comfortable, with a soft texture like a pile of cotton. He crawled a few steps in one direction and still felt like cotton wool.

"No, I clearly jumped on the sand pile. I could clearly reach Wei Er's hand immediately. Why can't I see anything? Why can't I hear Wei Er answer me? Where is this place now?" Hao Zhen felt very strange in his heart, and the surroundings were very quiet, without even a sound.

He would never forget that just a second ago, the bartender pointed a steel-bead gun at him with a ferocious face. Wei'er clearly choked and said three words. Although she didn't say it out loud, he could clearly see that it was the three words "I'm sorry". Now, even if he jumped down the building, if he didn't find a place to hide in time, the bartender could shoot Wei'er with a steel-bead gun and catch him, but he heard nothing, saw nothing, and was dead silent. "Where am I, where is this place? Am I dead, why can't I see anything?" Hao Zhen opened his eyes wide, but it was still pitch black in front of him. He felt the fear of death and screamed hoarsely. He was not afraid of death, he was unwilling, and his heart surged with infinite hatred, from the ancient and unfamiliar hatred, from the resentment in his chest just now. "Don't panic, you are in the gap between the three realms." A voice said softly and in awe. "What, in the gap between the three realms?"

"Yes."

"Don't joke, what you said is a plot that only exists in myths." Hao Zhen sneered at such an answer, he didn't believe such nonsense at all. But what made him even more frightened was that he had no idea how the person who was talking to him got to him. It is said that blind people have particularly sensitive ears, and everything around is quiet, let alone a needle, it seems that he can hear the sound of a feather falling to the ground, but the person who was talking to him just appeared out of thin air and stood in front of him suddenly.

A very fishy smell came into his nose, and he couldn't help pinching his nose: "Who are you, who are you?"

A sticky palm covered his eyes, like a dead fish covered with mucus and starting to stink on his face, this feeling made Hao Zhen almost nauseous. Just when he was about to vomit, a cool feeling penetrated into his eyes through his skin, making his eyes unusually comfortable. The other hand was at the place where he was shot, and the cramping pain in his leg disappeared. After moving his two palms away, he slowly opened his eyes again and stood up slowly. This time, he saw the world around him clearly. The surroundings were like the scene in "Bruce Almighty" where Bruce Nolan saw God. It was all white, and he couldn't tell which was the sky, which was the earth, which was the east, west, south and north. There was a beggar standing less than a meter in front of him. He was in tattered clothes and leaning on a crutch. It was obvious that he had a limp. He was looking at Haozhen with a smile and asked, "Do you remember me?" Haozhen wanted to say that he had never seen him, but to his surprise, he blurted out, "I think I have seen you somewhere." "Of course." The lame beggar waved his crutch, and a curtain-like thing appeared out of thin air. The pictures on it flashed one by one. It turned out to be the beggar Haozhen met at the entrance of the kindergarten when he just entered kindergarten as a child.