Welfare Officer

The ghost girl took Huang Tian and hid in a cellar.

The cellar was dark and damp, with a faint smell of mold, and a chill that penetrated the bones.

The ghost girl looked at the cellar lid warily, still feeling uneasy, so she found a big vat and hid in it.

Huang Tian hid inside with her, seeming to feel the same way. He held his breath and listened carefully to the commotion outside.

But in the end, he couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "How did you know to hide here?"

The ghost girl held her finger and made a shushing gesture near her mouth. After a long time, she felt that the danger had passed before she said: "This is how we hid before. There were several of us hiding inside, and every time something happened When bad guys come, we hide inside..."

Huang Tian didn't know the ghost girl's past, but he felt inexplicably that if she had to hide in the cellar to avoid danger, she must have been homeless, otherwise she wouldn't be so skilled and sensible.

However, the sensible baby suffers the most.

After all, if you can endure hardship, you must continue to endure hardship, because being able to endure hardship and stand hard work is a good character.

If you suffer hardship, others will find it sweet.

After suffering for a long time, life will only become bitter. When the heart is cold, it will be difficult to be warm again.

Fate is unfortunate and shallow. You can see the end at a glance, but you can't see the end at a glance.

A small red flower appeared in Xiao Huangtian's hand: "It's for you."

The red flower looks like fire, it is exactly a red lotus.

The ghost girl was instantly attracted to the little red flower.

Every time during the Chinese New Year, other people's children have flowers on their heads, but I have nothing. I have to take care of my elderly grandma and my younger brother, and hunt pig grass before dawn. Work on your own...

Even in winter, I wear a thin singlet, and it's a lot too small...

I originally thought that my parents would live a good life after they came back...

The ghost girl looked at Huang Tian timidly and made sure again and again: "Is this really mine?"

"It's for you." Huang Tian put it on her with his own hands: "I can't give you any great love, but with a little candlelight, it doesn't look so bleak. This flower suits you very well, come and laugh. Just one!"

The ghost girl was stunned, why was she smiling?

Huang Tian took his fingers and pulled the ghost girl's cheek up into an arc despite the biting cold: "Ah! There are dimples! Isn't this pretty!"

The ghost girl fixed this arc, not sure if she was laughing.

But Huang Tian immediately changed a mirror for her: "See it for yourself, I'll tell you it looks good!"

The ghost girl looked at her unfamiliar self in the mirror, her pale face was covered with white frost, her tattered white clothes were dyed red and black with blood clots, revealing her ugly curved face, which indeed had a dimple.

The hair is as yellow as withered grass, as messy as fluffy grass, and a small crooked red flower reveals a different kind of vitality and vitality.

The ghost girl looked at her pale blue face. First she was ashamed and did not dare to face the mirror alone. Then she looked at the little red flower happily.

As the joyful mood lasts, the little red flowers on the head bloom, as gorgeous as summer flowers.

The flames of the red lotus gave warmth, and the frost on the ghost girl's body began to melt.

"Is this just for me alone? Or are they all?"

The ghost girl immediately choked Huang Tian when she asked this question.

There are only nine ghost virgins' true bodies, and they just replicate themselves in the cries of children, just like they can clone themselves. Therefore, Huang Tian only needs to influence nine ghost virgins' true bodies to end this strange story.

The pain of childhood can never be cured, but a positive attitude towards life is the correct attitude. The past cannot be traced back, and complaining will only drag you into despair like drowning and suffocation.

Huang Tian didn't want to use the missing mother's love to make up for these children.

But the ghost girl suddenly asked this question, which really surprised Huang Tian.

"Just one for you."

The little girl had a picturesque smile. She no longer looked like a ghost girl at this time. The chill on her body had disappeared, and a light warmth began to remain on her body. The obsession disappeared and disappeared.

"That's so bad. We used to share things together. We can't keep things we like alone."

The little girl smiled and said: "I used to like a red headband, but there is only one at home. Sometimes my mother wants to tie it, and sometimes my grandma wants to tie it, but when my sister got married, she tied it up and took it out with her. My family doesn't have this kind of rope. With the red head rope."

"I also like a small bowl. The one with the least gaps has writing on it..."

"So?" Huang Tian couldn't help but ask, "So you also want to share this little red flower? Even if I only give it to you?"

"Then what can I do? They will be sad, as long as it once belonged to me for a short time. I have experienced what it feels like. I think I can let it go. They need it more than me, although I like it very much. ?”

Huang Tian felt a kind of compassion from it, which was reflected in the thousands of times he just chanted the Holy Mother of Great Mercy and Great Compassion.

“Who can be whose savior?”

The sea of ​​suffering is ups and downs, and you can only cross it by yourself.

Among the thousands of cries, a laughter as clear as a bell suddenly came out.

The ghost girls ran out of the cellar happily and shared the joy of the little red flower. Then thousands of ghost girls gathered together as if they had been summoned.

Red flames appeared on the body of the ghost mother in the sky, and in the flames were various qualities of innocence.

The flames caused the ghost mother pain, and then she transformed into a big black bird.

The red flame brought him to nirvana, and his resentment began to burn.

The City God was shocked by this change: "What's going on? Why did she suddenly catch fire?"

Among the thousands of cries, the laughter gradually became louder and louder, and red lotuses bloomed in all directions.

The joy of sharing, the warmth of being cared for and loved by others, even just a little bit is more than enough, because not only pain can reproduce itself, joy is also contagious, and so is happiness.

The Pomegranate Goddess's Wanying Pocket stopped and was shocked: "Did the Virgin Mother personally enlighten it?"

The illusory bird reborn from the ashes seemed to have turned into a phoenix. The ghost girls took off their gloomy ghost qualities one after another and began to become clear.

The black clouds in the sky no longer shed black snow, but thousands of little red flowers.

One for you, one for me.

Huang Tian suddenly thought of a poem by Du Fu in his previous life: "There are tens of thousands of vast buildings, and the poor people in the world are all happy. It is as safe as a mountain without being affected by wind and rain. It is enough for my house to be broken and frozen to death alone."

Looking up, the sun appeared, and the light shone on the girl wearing the little red flower, revealing a different kind of splendor.

It is the most beautiful age for ordinary people.

But the figure gradually disappeared, and amid the smile, only a small red flower was left on the entire field.

There was only one big red bird followed by nine small birds, like nine beautiful tail feathers, circling the sky, as if circling the city three times, before slowly leaving.

"It turns out it's a spiritual bird ferrying these children." Baili Tongyun figured out what was going on.

"The spirit bird may have heard the words of a certain mother before she died, and inserted herself into them, and has been hovering in the sky to extradite these lonely children. However, she did not do enough, and was eroded by resentment. She wanted to replace the children's mother. We give them motherly love, but it’s like fetching water from a bamboo basket.”

"Today he was lucky enough. A ball of fire came from nowhere, containing five virtues, and turned him into a phoenix."

What Huang Tian gave was just a small flame, but a single spark can start a prairie fire. It was all the children's own emotions that gathered together.

The City God frowned: "That's it? Where are the missing children? Huang Tian, ​​where is the little demon that disappeared in your mountain?"

"That's right! This matter is not over yet!"

The Pomegranate Goddess quickly flew to stop Fengniao and asked about the matter, and Huang Tian also followed.

However, the Phoenix Bird finally landed in the Huangtian Mountains. Huang Tian had previously planted a sycamore spiritual root and a hibiscus spiritual root in the crater. Although they were both acquired spiritual roots, they both attracted spiritual birds and strange birds.

The phoenix does not rest on the sycamore tree, nor does it drink from the sweet spring. Therefore, the pomegranate goddess chased her, and the phoenix bird landed on the sycamore tree.

Nine little birds also landed in it. Their color was purple and they were shaped like swallows.

The baby swallow returns to its nest, grows up and leaves home. It returns once a year and is passed down from generation to generation.

The phoenix stopped and turned into a beautiful woman, and the nine purple swallows turned into nine little girl dolls carved in pink and jade. One of them was the girl holding Huang Tian's hand.

When Fengniao saw Huang Tian, ​​he said, "Thank you for the enlightenment, otherwise the little bird would not know how long it would take to sink, and it might even degenerate into an evil god. Now it has gathered power, transformed into a phoenix from the fire, and became a divine bird." , I still need to use the sacred treasure land to practice for some time."

Huang Tian waved his hand: "These are all trivial matters. The fact that the phoenix did not fall into a treasureless land means that my Huangtian Mountain Range is still quite good. Are they just those children who were kidnapped?"

"I didn't kidnap the children, did I? I only collected some baby souls, and they were inexplicably eroded by a force and lost myself. But I really didn't kidnap the children?" Fengniao Quanbo quickly explained.

Seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, the Pomegranate Goddess asked, "Then do you know any clues?"

Seeing that Huang Tian was also looking forward to it, Quanbo could only say, "Maybe someone knows my existence and pretends that I am responsible. If you don't believe me, I can also assist you in the investigation."

Huang Tian was curious: "Is the authority you have gathered to protect your heirs?"

"In the beginning, I wanted to condense this kind of authority, but now what I am condensing is the redemption authority that symbolizes perseverance and self-reliance. It's just that I am not redeeming others, but redeeming myself."

"Waiting for others to save people in trouble always leads to neglect. Only through self-salvation can we become truly strong, warm ourselves and others."

When the Pomegranate Goddess heard this, she just felt that she disagreed, because the Virgin Mother often went to the rescue in person, rushing to rescue the distressed and protecting women and children.

But in East Antarctica, there are many gods with similar authority. Each place has its own belief in giving birth to children, and Princess Ling is not the only one who gives birth to children.

The foundation of each Goddess' birth or the Mother's Blessing of Infants has a different mythological conception. For example, this 铓鶶, uses the red lotus to enlighten the ghost boy through Huang Tian. The original intention of Huang Tian's red lotus is to refer to the angry fire, which is the so-called karmic fire red lotus, burning karma.

But now it has become a positive fire of love and perseverance. In the Buddhist view, all suffering in the world is "the manifestation of karma." Now that Huang Tian is helping him burn away his karma, he should be able to transcend the sea of ​​suffering.

The bird was originally just an owl, flying in the cold and silent night to announce the arrival of death. According to legend, owls can smell the scent of dying people and are messengers of Hades.

At the moment of death, witnessing suffering and separation, rebirth and death, this owl began to reflect for the first time, what can it do? She wanted to change something.

Until the ghost story was formed, she often circled around to collect the soul of the dead baby girl, gradually lost in resentment, and finally merged with the nine-son ghost mother aunt created by the ghost story.

But in the end, good and evil are rewarded, and the way of heaven is clear. She went in the direction of the evolution of the phoenix. Logically speaking, she should evolve into a fierce bird like a nine-headed ghost chariot, and then a few demon-killing and defending gods would seal it or kill it. die.

"My place is not bad. At least I have food, drink, clothing, housing, and company to play with." Huang Tian called Bai Ling'er. She also cultivated into a phoenix bird like Qingluan. Bai Ling'er saved the mountain fire last time and was reborn from the fire. , maybe rebirth from the ashes is a way of cultivation for the phoenix. Of course, the phoenix is ​​a virtuous bird. Bailinger drips water to put out the fire. It is also a great virtue that can trigger the conditions for the evolution of the phoenix.

Bai Ling'er usually only has a good best friend like Magpie Xi'er, but Xi'er was previously attracted by the New Year painting doll. The God of Fortune is going to be a god in the next year. Recently, none of the birds in the mountains have anything to play with her. When she saw Quanbo with her The nine purple swallows were very happy: "Sister, what is your name? Will you live here forever? I feel so kind. Are you my mother?"

Bai Ling'er was squeezed out of the nest by the cuckoo when she was a child, and she never experienced maternal love. It was Huang Tian who raised her up, so she became very affectionate when she saw the brilliance of motherhood in Quan Bao.

"My name is Qiong Niang, I'm not your mother. Before I became enlightened, I was an owl that ate dead mice. How could I give birth to a skylark?"

Bai Ling'er was disappointed, but still very happy and said: "Then Qiong Niang, can we be friends?"

"Hahaha!" Qiong Niang laughed: "What's the problem?"

Just when she said this, Qiong Niang thought for a moment and spoke as if she had sensed something: "There are other people who kidnapped the children. It will be useless to ask me again. It is better to go back quickly to prevent them from being transferred."

Huang Tian invited the leader of the Wulong Kingdom. The smells he smelled were all near the City God's Temple. Could it be that there are still casual cultivators who dare to engage in human trafficking near the City God's Temple?

Qiong Niang refused to explain, obviously because she was afraid that everyone would blame her for the incident, and she would definitely not admit it if she did not do it.

Everyone returned to the Chenghuang Spirit Realm and followed Cao Chenghuang to explain the situation. Cao Chenghuang refused to give up: "She really didn't do it?"

It seems that some incompetent officials, no matter whether they are the murderers or not, just take it out and convict them first. As for the kidnapped children, only one of them is missing.