Chapter 766: Exorcism (57)

Blue Mandala: Exorcism

（57）

Because we're all in this together.

We're all in this together, and we're glad we're still together. We can also talk about how to live a good life, while some people have to think about whether they can make it home alive, or whether their house can withstand an earthquake.

"On April 29, 32 people were slashed in the Taixing Men's Kindergarten, on April 28, a man in Leizhou slashed 16 teachers and students, on April 12, a man in Hepu hacked to death an 8-year-old primary school student, and on March 23, a man killed eight primary school students in Zheng, Nanping. ”

The death toll left behind by every natural disaster** is staggering. When people express sympathy for Yang Beast, who hacked six policemen to death, and leave a message in his cyberspace, they didn't expect that this is karma! When we give unprincipled sympathy to the murderous demon, we activate the seeds of revenge.

When my son was young, whenever he walked down the street and met those begging deformed people, he always asked me for money, so whenever I had a penny of steel hammer, I saved up to prepare for his begging.

I can't stifle his sympathy, but I can't give a dime more, because I know that behind those deformed children is a criminal syndicate. There are traffickers who steal children and sell them, and there are beggars who destroy these children, and they use this unconscionable method to cheat money and live a luxurious life. They can buy the best property in the city, and even take down the entire street. This is an industrial chain that absorbs the surplus assets of the public.

Those families who have lost their children have been looking for their children, but they don't know that the first people who sold their children's whereabouts were the jealous relatives around them. A few days ago, I read a report that more than a dozen families have entered Beijing in groups to look for the missing people, and they are widely sympathetic, and many people have spontaneously provided convenience for food, clothing, shelter, and transportation.

The stupidest thing in the world is to expose your wealth, and the most terrible thing is to know and praise your people. Everyone should remember: the people closest to you are the greatest threat to you. When you meet people, you often smile with three points, and you can't throw away all your heart.

So, together we are glad that we can be best friends from a safe distance.

It was originally a flowery May Day, but we had to put travel safety on the agenda, who knows if there are idle unemployed people on the road outside the door looking for revenge?

How traumatic is unemployment? How can you risk someone else's life for suicide?

This kind of person stays for more than one day and reports it again, and to spread the scourge, to drown those names in the spittle, and never to be mentioned again, and not to be imitated and become famous in this way.

I sat alone in my chair, resting like a tired word. I hope that my words can be like a drop of water through the stone, and at the same time penetrate the thick walls of history, so that you can see exactly what you can't see.

What I hide is exactly what you think.

Being alive is an easy and simple thing to do, but now it's becoming more and more complicated as we try to predict natural disasters and find out the motives for killing. When we go out, should we step on that leg? When we say goodbye, can't we say goodbye? Can we still be together tomorrow?