soul collector

In the bright and simple small meeting room, the chubby manager smiled with satisfaction, "Then, the last question, why did you choose to join this industry?"

The young man sitting across from him had a mild expression, and his linen shirt was crisp and neat.I don't know if the light in the conference room was too soft, but it reflected the cluster of light in the depths of the man's black eyes, which was extraordinarily bright and moving.

"The pace of this line of work is fast, and you can meet all kinds of people." He paused, and said with a calm smile: "I'm very interested in people."

"Okay." The agent stood up and shook hands with him. "You have good qualifications and someone recommends you. It's not difficult to enter the industry. Go back and wait for my call."

"Thank you."

Tang Xiu walked out of the W Group building and clicked on the phone calendar.Today is July 20th, which is his No.[-]th birthday in this life.The quiet black eyes did not fluctuate, as if they had been used to it for a long time, and there was nothing to look forward to.The phone suddenly vibrated, and the words "Ye Zhiheng" were displayed on the screen.

"Hey."

"Grandfather, you reminded me correctly, Charles really stole the company's high-secret documents when he left the company."

Tang Xiu hummed, "How do you plan to rob him?"

"I sent the video anonymously to his nemesis."

Tang Xiu smiled, stopped a taxi casually, reported the address to the driver and said in a low voice: "It seems that you are very confident that you will get this one."

"Of course, stealing and stealing is not a difficult ghost to collect, and such robbery is enough."

"You also know that this is too unchallenging."

"I don't have high aspirations like you... By the way, how was the interview?"

When it came to the interview, Tang Xiu curled his lips, "It went well. Thank you for your help."

"Small things, I have a lot of connections in this life as a headhunter. Are you moving today, and I will celebrate with you tonight?"

"Go back now, see you tonight."

Tang Xiu hung up the phone, and calmly looked out the car window at the rapidly reversing street and traffic flow.

He is a practitioner, and there are some records that call him a "soul collector", but it doesn't matter what he is called, his mission is to find all kinds of souls.Good and evil coexist in human nature. The soul collector has insight into the evil spirits that do calamity for him. Only after the evildoer suffers the calamity, the soul collector can take away his evil thoughts and help him do good.And the good deeds are perfected with the help of the soul collector, and the soul collector can share his good thoughts to educate all living beings.

According to the records of Jihun Banner, there are 81 good and evil souls in the world, and there is one more good soul than evil soul.Practitioners don't need to collect all of them, they can continue their life in the next life by collecting all 36 souls in each life.In a sense, as long as they are willing, they can rely on practice to achieve long-term existence.If one day you are really tired and tired, give up your practice, and live a lifetime as an ordinary person and then fall asleep, that would be a good thing.

As for Tang Xiu, he was probably one of the earliest batch of soul collectors.He can't remember exactly how long he has lived, but he only remembers that he received Jing Ke's chivalrous and courageous kindness, King Zhou You's evil of emphasizing sex and lust, Li Taibai's free and unrestrained kindness, and Qin Ershi's evil of killing his clan ...

Over the past 1 years, he has rolled through the wilderness and yellow sand, and been on the bloody battlefield. Now that the technology is advanced and peaceful, he has already tempered his mentality that is calmer than that of the perpetual calendar.He has no material desires and love affairs, but only likes a sip of wine.The younger generation respectfully called him an old ancestor, but he only called himself a million-year alcoholic.

Among the surviving soul collectors, the younger generations are greedy for pleasure, and havetily complete tasks in every life and life to live happily.The ancestors have long been tired of living, and they gave up collecting souls in a certain life and fell into the cycle of life and death.It's just that in the world of soul collectors, there is one regret for thousands of years: no one can collect the No. 80 soul.

By the way, Tang Xiu also has an unknown attribute - he just happens to be a collector of hard ashes, how can he let go of this kind of experience of consummation?It's just that for tens of thousands of years, countless beings of various forms have been sieved one by one in the crowd of people, but the soul-collecting flag remains motionless.The showbiz is a unique cultural phenomenon in this era. It is said that it is a place full of turbidity, but Tang Xiu has a hunch that maybe in a place full of turbidity, he can find that ray of goodness that has been absent for thousands of years.

"Here we are, sir." The driver interrupted his contemplation.Tang Xiu paid the money, thanked him and got out of the car.He will move to an apartment near the company starting today, and the transportation will be more convenient in the future.The moving company had already taken away his daily necessities, and he came back in person to pick up the things.

——Jihun Banner accompanied him for thousands of years, and no one else could move him.

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There is a constant flow of vehicles on the elevated highway in the capital, and people are in a hurry, busy with work and socializing. It is not until night falls and the lights are lit up that they take a long breath and join the lively nightlife.Life is hard but has to be said to be enjoyable. No one has the time to worry about other people's good and evil.

Tang Xiu sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the new apartment and looked at the lights outside to let go of his thoughts. Ye Zhiheng brought out the food and put it on the coffee table, "Ancestor, put down the wine glass, it's time to eat."

Tang Xiu came over with the wine and sat down, peeling the prawns with his hands.Those hands were fair and slender, very pretty. After looking at them for a long time, Ye Zhiheng said: "The acting industry is indeed suitable for you. You have never experienced any troubles in the world, so you will definitely not go wrong in acting. And look at your lacquered eyes and thin lips. This era is the most aesthetically pleasing to the public.”

Tang Xiu curled his lips lightly when he heard the words, "This face was called ugly a few lifetimes ago, this world is really interesting."

Ye Zhiheng couldn't help but click his tongue, "This sentence really has the demeanor of the ancestor of Wannianli. By the way, senior, are you only short of the last kindness?"

Tang Xiu didn't answer, he put down his wine glass and went to the bedroom, turned on the light, his soul-collecting banner was hanging on the bedside.The soul-collecting flag seems to be just an ordinary decorative painting composed of black, red and white, but it is the identification of each soul-collector's identity. It records all good and evil. The new soul that has passed will rustle.It's a pity that this old man has been asleep for thousands of years, and he doesn't know when he will hear it sing again.

Tang Xiu sighed, and wanted to continue drinking again.

Ye Zhiheng sighed behind him: "Just because of this last thread, you are about to become the longest surviving soul collector in the world. Ancestor, aren't you tired of living?"

Tang Xiu didn't answer, turned his head and urged: "Go back early after eating."

"What, you think I'm annoying?"

"The grandfather is a little tired today."

Ye Zhiheng snorted, drank up the rest of the wine in retaliation, filled his stomach, packed up his things and left.

"That's right." Ye Zhiheng walked to the door and looked back, "When I came to your house today, I heard the door called and scolded people. You are very vicious. Stay away from strange neighbors."

Tang Xiu scolded with a smile, "Does the ancestor still need you to worry about it?"

Ye Zhiheng scratched his head and smiled, and picked up the garbage at the door.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Tang Xiu took a hot bath and walked out barefoot.The window screen had been lowered in front of the bedroom's floor-to-ceiling windows, and he quietly looked at the lights outside through the haze.In fact, he doesn't know if it's the right choice to set foot in the entertainment industry, but the uncollected soul has remained silent for thousands of years, so how will he know if he doesn't try it?

It would be a pity if I couldn't collect the last soul in my perpetual calendar until I died.

Thinking of this, Tang Xiu slightly raised the corners of his lips facing the W Group outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and there was a hint of persistence in his eyes.

The lights in the empty apartment were turned off, the curtains were drawn tight, and it was quiet and dark. The towering office building of the W Group was right next door, and the lights of a certain window on a certain floor suddenly turned on, and the light and shadow reflected on the window of Tang Xiu's bedroom, but it was a pity that it was completely covered by the thick curtains.The soul-collecting pennant hangs quietly on the bedside, silently guarding its only owner for thousands of years.