soul collector

On a humid and hot summer night, all the lights in the residential buildings were turned off.The facilities in this community are very old, the water in the pond is not clean, and there is a musty smell when the wind blows, making the sweltering summer night even more unbearable.

These residential buildings are at least 20 years old. There is a lot of peeling on the walls, and the cables are messy. There is an inexplicable layer on the glass of every household. Even if a person stands shirtless on the glass On the other end, it also automatically has a frosted mosaic effect.

A certain window on the top floor suddenly lit up, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.Through the window are two clear figures, one is tall and thick, the other is thin and small.The tall one grabbed the thin one and slapped it down, the thin one shortened and disappeared within the visible range of the window.

The window was open, and the sound of two people arguing and scolding could be heard faintly.

"Stinky biao shameless, I'll beat you to death shameless!" The man's voice was cursing, his mouth filled with a string of dirty words, as if a complete sentence could not be formed without those dirty words.The woman's cry was faint, occasionally mixed with a cry, "I didn't do anything, why did you hit me!"

The crying sound seemed to be automatically suppressed in the humid and sticky air, and when it passed down to people's ears, it seemed less powerful.

Two students wearing baggy school uniforms suddenly swayed from not far away. The boy was carrying a large schoolbag on his chest and back, and the girl next to him wore a high ponytail, which swayed as he walked.

"What's the sound?" the boy asked.

"Someone is beating his wife again." The girl looked up calmly, "Oh, his family fights every day, our neighbors are used to it."

"Okay." The boy looked up uncertainly. The man was still swinging his arms. The boy hesitated, "Is it really all right? Why don't we call the police..."

"Why call the police, that bitch girl, don't want it, we've already reported her to the police, and she's complaining all over." The girl walked to the stairs, jumped twice and turned around, "Give me the schoolbag , I'm going back."

"Oh." The boy blushed a little, took off the schoolbag hanging on his chest, handed it to the girl, and whispered: "Shen, be careful."

"It's not too heavy. I'm going to throw a shot put at the sports meeting on Friday."

"I've prepared a strain ointment for you."

The girl rolled her eyes, "Brother, can you expect me to order?"

The boy smirked when he heard this, and grabbed his chicken nest, "Be prepared."

"Okay, okay, I'm going up, bye."

"What would you like to eat tomorrow morning?"

"Egg-filled pancakes, no green onions and less spicy."

"okay."

"You pick me up outside the gate of the community, don't go downstairs, my dad will see you."

"it is good."

The girl waved her hand, "Okay, bye bye."

"See you tomorrow."

The boy stood foolishly at the stairs, watching the girl open the door with the key, and the heavy iron door slammed shut. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, turned and left.

Two people slowly walked out from under the dark shade of a tree.

Jiang Qiao looked at the boy's back, and snorted, "You silly boy."

"It's a couple on campus. We haven't been together for a long time." Tang Xiu said calmly, looked away, raised his head to look at the only house with lights on, and said in a low voice, "This is the fourth time this week."

"It's only Thursday today." Jiang Qiao sighed heavily. "It's really amazing. Domestic Violent Man can be seen on family ethics TV series at [-] o'clock every night, but this is the first time I've seen a real domestic violent man."

"Really?" Tang Xiu looked back at Jiang Qiao with a puzzled look on his face, "You haven't even seen a domestic violence man?"

"Where am I going to meet?" Jiang Qiao sighed, "Children who grow up in a happy and harmonious family don't have such rich life experience."

"That's true."

The evening wind was wet and sticky, so Jiang Qiao took out a fan from somewhere, it was the kind of plastic fan with advertisements printed on the street, but it was very useful at this moment.Standing next to Tang Xiu, he used his fan to chase away the mosquitoes that rushed over for the ancestor, and said in a low voice: "Don't stand here and watch, she won't accept our kindness, it's useless to stand here stupidly every night. "

Tang Xiu didn't move, but looked up at the light coming out of the window, and said in a low voice, "This strand of soul is just what you need, and she is also pitiful, if you can help, please help."

Jiang Qiao looked at Tang Xiu's calm and persistent eyes, sighed softly, and continued to use his fan to fan the mosquitoes that rushed all over his body.

What Tang Xiu was looking for for him was a ghost.It's interesting to say that the root of this ghastly spirit is not in the domestic violence man, but in the woman who suffered domestic violence.In the words of our ancestors, if you choose to swallow your anger in the face of atrocities that could have been stopped, and make the perpetrators do whatever they want and endanger the society, then the victims of violence are like accomplices, which can be attributed to the six strands of indulgence and wanton evil.

After a while, Tang Xiu suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "I really don't understand women. After walking for 1 years, I still can't figure out what some women think."

"what idea?"

Tang Xiu put down his upturned neck and looked at Jiang Qiao with some doubts, "Where did such a deep love come from? There is no joy, no companionship, no responsibility, and no appreciation for each other. There are only endless quarrels and bullying. , Why are you still unwilling to let go? Throughout the ages, there have been too many such women, but even though I have seen so many, I still can't understand. "

Jiang Qiao didn't answer, just sighed, and after a while suddenly laughed twice, "Then look at me, I have been abused by you all year round, and I still serve you like a saddle?"

Tang Xiu's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he squinted at Jiang Qiao, "I, domestic violence against you?"

"That's right." Jiang Qiao said with a straight face, "If you say something wrong, it's a punch to the thigh. The ancestors didn't know how strong their martial arts are. You must have created the peerless martial arts."

"No matter how poor you are." Tang Xiu glared at Jiang Qiao, and said in a low voice, "No matter how poor you are, you will be responsible for bathing Xiao Xiaoxiu tomorrow."

"..." Jiang Qiao closed his mouth.

Don't blame him for being cowardly, the grown-up Xiao Xiaoxiu is like a wild boar, sitting on his chest with his big butt can directly break a person's bones.Although he has an immortal body, he doesn't want to drag his broken sternum to be an immortal disability.

That dog was so obsequious, he was flattened and rounded in front of his ancestors, and he would take the initiative to lift a foot when the shower was placed under his belly.But once the person holding the shower turns into someone from Jiang Qiao or any pet shop, it can show you a pressure of two hundred catties of dog meat in minutes.

Jiang Qiao shook his head, freeing himself from the fear of being dominated by the pigs at home. When he turned his head, Tang Xiu was still staring at the glass with his head up.

In the family in the glass, the woman's name is Hu Cuiping, and the man's name is Wang Dong. Both of them are in their early 40s.The woman opened a laundromat in this community, and the man is a little transparent in the electricity bureau. He has been dawdling for 20 years, and his salary has not been raised much. Eat and wait to die.

Poverty, mediocrity, and decay are all synonymous with this family.But the biggest problem with this family is that they have no children.

According to Tang Xiu and Jiang Qiao's understanding, it's not that the women in this family are bad, but the men are bad.But even so, it is the man who makes use of the problem, and it is the woman who is beaten and scolded endlessly every day.

Jiang Qiao found out about this incident by accident, and originally told Tang Xiu as a joke after dinner, but unexpectedly, the ancestor paid attention to it, and after a few days of observation, he took the initiative to ask the woman out as a passer-by and a neighbor We chatted, advised her to protect her legal rights, and advised her to divorce.

Unsurprisingly, the woman was more corrupt than the man, and she opened her mouth to curse, such as "I'm a 40-year-old woman, where would I go without a man? Who wants me?", "Don't talk nonsense here , let my man hear it, my wife and you are endless."

At that time, Jiang Qiao, who was not far away, heard these words and was so angry that he almost came out to reason, but Tang Xiu killed him back with a single look. After the woman left, the ancestor walked over slowly and said something, "You are very lucky, this strand of soul is not very easy to collect, and it was met by you on the side of the street."

From then on, I went to this community every night to observe with my neck up, and it became a repertoire of the ancestors and Jiang Qiao after dinner.It was Jiang Qiao who wanted to collect the soul, and he was the only one who went to talk to the woman.This week Jiang Qiao had met that woman face to face twice, and was scolded every time. Last night, the woman threw the shoe at him.

What is cheap, Jiang Qiao swears, he has only seen this kind of cheap in scripts.

For a time, he suspected that this woman was still living in a feudal society, and had an invisible barrier of time and space with this world. He didn't know how to write the words "equality, life and freedom between men and women".

But Tang Xiu refused to give up and dragged him here to observe night after night.

Probably feeling Jiang Qiao's gaze, Tang Xiu asked in a low voice, "Are you hot? Are you sleepy?"

"It's okay." Jiang Qiao glanced back at the small store in the community, and then at the time, "It's 10:[-], and the store will be closed in [-] minutes. I'll go buy two bottles of herbal tea."

Tang Xiu shook his head, "Let's just use normal temperature water. Your body has been very humid lately, so you can't touch anything cold."

"..." Jiang Qiao thought, I don't know if the humidity is heavy or not. I only know that it is 37 degrees and the humidity is so high that it is difficult for human beings to survive.At this time, you let me drink a bottle of lukewarm water?It's going to kill me.

Tang Xiu turned around and looked at him helplessly, "Stop complaining about me in your heart, I'm doing it for your own good, please be obedient."

"Oh." Jiang Qiao rolled his eyes, saw that there was no one around, and took a step forward, "Then..."

"..." Tang Xiu was really helpless, he leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek, and said in a low voice, "Be obedient, go buy mineral water at room temperature."

"Okay then." A certain director gave a foxy smile, "Since my ancestors begged me so much, then I'll just do it for the sake of this kiss."

As he said, he trotted all the way to the small shop, and after running a few steps, he turned around and waved at Tang Xiu. He was in his thirties, and his appearance was no different from the high school boy in school uniform just now.

Tang Xiu felt deeply helpless in his heart, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.He watched as Jiang Qiao entered the store, lingered in front of the freezer for a few seconds, and then walked slowly towards the shelves inside.

Suddenly there was the sound of the corridor door opening behind him.

The old ancestor's heart moved, he walked a few steps into the shade of the tree next to him, and then looked back.

A disheveled woman in mismatched pajamas and pajama bottoms was walking outside with a huge garbage bag in her hand.The garbage bag was dragged on the ground, and the soup inside left a long mark on the ground, and it also exuded a disgusting sour smell.

The expression on the woman's face was very numb, and what was more noticeable than her numbness was her entire red and swollen right half of her face, which looked like a pig's head.

Today is Thursday, and this is the fourth time Hu Cuiping has been beaten this week.This time, it seemed to be harder than the previous few times.

Tang Xiu hesitated. Jiang Qiao had already bought water behind him. He walked a few steps closer and saw Hu Cuiping, and couldn't help but shouted, "I'm going to go... Isn't this called Zhu Bajie?"

In the quiet neighborhood, this voice was particularly abrupt.Tang Xiu's heart skipped a beat, and he saw Hu Cuiping put down the trash bag and looked over numbly.