But having said that, in Xia Enzhou's view, since the country began to crack down on crime, at least he has never seen such bad people. The current society is very stable, and compared with the beautiful scenery country, this place is simply a paradise.
Although there were a bunch of messy thoughts in his mind, the young man's footsteps did not stop at all.
Soon, Xia Enzhouzhou passed through the vehicle railing of National Highway 404, left the boundary of Xinfu Community and came to the Mountains of Despair...
Wait, maybe it would be better to call it the Painless Flow Mountain Range?
After passing through the National Highway 404 at night, where there were many cars and dangers, Xia Enzhou, who was driving a flashlight, stepped onto the back hill of Xingfu Community and walked on the sandy dirt road.
Xingfu Community was built on the back of the national highway and connected to a lush mountain forest in the back mountain. They were cold temperate coniferous forests common in the interior of the northern hemisphere. For Xia Enzhou, who came here to hang himself from the southeast branch, there was nothing to say. After all,
I checked it out a long time ago. It's shady and cool. It's a good place to live without spending any money. The old ghosts really like it.
In his opinion, he is already a dead man, he can't die a few more times, right?
"Okay, this is it. This dazzling red cross still scares ghosts in the middle of the night. I hope it didn't scare the passers-by..."
Soon, Xia Enzhou, who had climbed to the top of the back mountain, skillfully tied a strong hemp rope to a thick crooked tree with an 'X' painted in red chalk under the bright moonlight, and hung it down.
The noose is hanging in mid-air, hanging high above the cliff.
Touching the particularly prickly hemp rope in his hand, Xia Enzhou's eyes were like an old sow about to die.
"This rope will definitely pinch your skin in a while, right? Do you want to forget it?"
Taking a deep breath and looking lovingly at the pale moonlight in the sky, Xia Enzhou's eyes suddenly flashed into scenes of the joy of cooking in the past, which made him hesitate. Unfortunately, the joy of cooking was only for a moment.
Seconds later, the revolving lantern turned into endless slices of sadness, endless, endless, even wider than the difference in playback time between domestic cartoons and domestic idol dramas.
By the way, aren’t all the remuneration spent on hiring celebrities?
"Asshole! Can't you make me happy a little bit?"
Cursing Xia Enzhouzhou thought for a while and put his neck in. The size was just right and perfect.
At this moment, with just a slight kick, the young man's feet will be lifted away from the ground and suspended in mid-air, robbed of life by the tightened rope.
When the rope was put around his neck, a burst of satisfied laughter seemed to be heard in Xia Enzhouzhou's ears, if we excluded that it was a mature Samoyed who claimed to be a concubine.
He was extremely sure that this guy who smiled like an idiot was the thief who was always looking at him.
Finally I couldn't hold it any longer, you bastard!
"Laugh, laugh, I am just a coward. I admit, you, a bastard with no limits, won. If I had been more shameless, maybe I would have chosen to continue living..."
After a pause, Xia Enzhou slowly closed his eyes, and his somewhat crazy voice was a little sadder.
"It's a pity that I don't want to cause trouble to others because of me anymore, and I can't stand this world that forces myself to be a cursed person.
Over the years, the goals I want to achieve have always been unable to be achieved, and the things I least want to see are revealed because of a word. Every day, I have to perform self-hypnosis before falling asleep, forcing myself to think about things that make others sad and desperate.
, otherwise, even if just a little bit of kindness is spoken as if it were a dream, as long as there is a trace of sincere blessing hidden in the heart, someone will be hurt by it.
I can't praise a cute dog, bless an old man who deserves blessings, and I can't have a kind heart, because I know that all my good thoughts will turn into the most vicious curses because of you, and I most
Vicious curses cannot be transformed into the purest kind thoughts to bless others.
I understand that the reason why my mother married her adoptive father and my father married my sister was just because I casually said after watching the family ethics anime, "Fortunately, there is no Akizuki Kozo in my family."
', But I didn't expect, God, your heart is so dark. It's really because of my casual words that you did such a thing to my family and drove me to death...
You, a bastard who can't afford to be fooled, made me become a big bad guy who wants to do good things for more than 20 years. You made me become a person who curses others all the time and hopes that others will die. A complete evildoer.
What a madman.
You turned the curse diary I originally wrote as a joke into a real 'curse diary'. They all say that God is ruthless. Is this what you really think? Are you treating people like monkeys?"
The laughter in his ears stopped suddenly, and the young man opened his eyes again and looked at the vast starry sky.
"Let me recite a poem and say goodbye to myself...
The moon and stars are sparse, and the magpie flies south;
Three twists and turns around the tree, no branch to rely on;
Stretch your neck and kick your legs;
Just stick out your tongue, and the world will be at peace..."
When the ethereal voice sounded from the cliff, the old forest ranger who was sleeping upright in the fire pavilion on another mountaintop suddenly jumped up from the bed, as if he had not yet escaped from the dream.
, the wrinkled face of the short and feeble flower mosquito lying on its belly was filled with fear.
"She is already sixty-eight years old! Hey! How dare you, thief Cao! Put down your thief's hand!"
Not knowing that the death poem he adapted made the old man think that he had been tricked by Cao Cao, Xia Enzhou was about to kick his legs when he suddenly saw a dazzling arc of light flashing across the sky.
"Liu Xing, didn't you just come tomorrow? Why are you here now? The boss won't feel sorry for you, nor will he give you overtime pay. Why don't you have a cup of tea first?"
Although he was talking nonsense, Xia Enzhou made his last two wishes to the flying meteor.
"Liu Xing, Mei Xing, you must have come early because you can't bear to see the thief God personally giving me a ride. It seems that you and I are destined. Since we are destined, then I won't be polite, brother. Two wishes are really not too much.
, after all, we are all our own people. Some people make eighteen wishes at a time, which is much more outrageous than me... You can't default on your debt~
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The hemp rope is quite piercing, so your neck will definitely hurt for a while. I wish me a quick death. It is best to succeed the first time so that I don’t have to die again.
, and then... in my next life, let me be reborn as a good child, not much, just the only son of a billionaire. I don’t want to be a laborer. After all, leader Che Guevara said that in terms of labor, labor is not
It is possible to work part-time, but it is impossible to work part-time in this life...
Isn't it good to be a little domineering CEO when you are born? Maybe I can find a doting wife as cute as my dad... Bah! I'm really confused, this doesn't count... eh, wait, wait, bro, what are you doing?
What do you mean... I asked you to see me off, not you to see me off in person... Don't worry, don't wait for me to kick my legs before I hang myself up..."
The light became brighter and brighter, the scorching air got closer and closer, and the meteors fell straight from the sky, hitting Xia Enzhou Zhou head-on.
"Oh my God! What a sin have I committed! What an injustice!"
The voice of grievance echoed in the mountains of Despair like the snow in August, echoing in the empty valley, and the sorrow lasted for a long time.
The old man who had just wiped his cold sweat and successfully crushed a mosquito that never gave up sat up from the bed again, with a look of horror on his face.
"Wait a minute, where did the wild Dou E come from? How dare you try to do anything in this class!? If I really am an old man, I won't be able to become a mighty dragon!?"
Naturally, no one answered the question of the old man who was dancing to clear his shadow. In the quiet night, there was only the crisp chirping of insects, but the crickets and grasshoppers were chirping happily.
"No response? Wait, Thief Cao is a dream, could it be that wild Dou E is also a dream? Is this a dream within a dream?"
Thinking like this, the old forest ranger who stopped Golden Rooster pinched his face, which even mosquitoes couldn't bite.
"Oh, it really hurts his grandpa... So, if it's not a dream, is there really such a thing? Didn't it mean that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, we have defeated all the monsters and monsters? Calm down, calm down..."
The old man who couldn't figure it out finally ended up with red eyes, forced the two jiojios to huddle under the quilt, and stared at the iron wooden door all night, for fear that something would suddenly break in.
After tonight, there is another poor, suspicious old man in the world.
When Dou E's frightening voice of grievances dissipated, the nervous old man did not know that on another cliff on a hilltop, the poor red-crossed crooked-neck tree had turned into a big crater, as if it had been hit by an aerial bomb.
Likewise, half of the hilltop has been flattened.
From this point of view, the red cross looks like a judge's ink pen, and it also looks like the coordinates of a precise strike. The Crooked Neck Tree has suffered a man-made disaster, and it is simply more unjust than Dou E.
It turned into fly ash and didn't know that he was just an insignificant one among the countless victims in the curse diary...
What is strange is that the celestial body did not make any huge noise when it hit the ground. It was not even as loud as Dou E's last cry of injustice. Instead, the kinetic energy converted into potential energy was actually transmitted to the ground, directly smashing the ground into a
Zhang Mazi then lit a spark of fire, which frightened the surviving birds, beasts, ants and flies into using their escape skills and fled in all directions, away from the central area where the meteorite fell.
After an unknown amount of time, the half-burned hemp rope returned to darkness and the flames were extinguished.
In the stillness, deep in the crater, one could vaguely see a small lump of luminous fluid that looked like a cell mass, flowing and condensing on the crystallized ground.
When the fragments of the meteorite come into contact with the luminous liquid fluid, they are homogenized one after another and become part of the optical fluid, allowing the originally thin fluid to continue to grow and strengthen.
As the fluid gathered more and more, an incredible scene appeared in this quiet corner with no bystanders.
Just like using data streams to build a virtual character from scratch in the VR world, the fluid belonging to the unknown visible spectrum gradually condenses into the shape of a human through high-speed aggregation and decomposition.
Nose, eyes, ears, mouth, head to torso, legs to feet...
The fluid flows faster and faster, and the outline of the human body becomes more and more perfect. When it reaches a certain limit, all the optical fluid disappears instantly.
The bright crater returned to darkness.
At the same time, in the center of the crater, a young man with a bright face opened his eyes blankly, looked at the unfamiliar crystalline environment around him, and then looked at the sky with blank eyes.
"I am conscious. I remember my name is Xia Enzhou. This shows that people do have souls after death, so...
Is this the sky in the afterlife? It seems to be no different from the earthly world. From this point of view, the underworld should also like to engage in environmental protection. Can I not reincarnate and go to the underworld to plant trees?
I'll talk to the bull-headed horseman who came to pick me up later. Maybe he can use my sharp tongue to fool him... Anyway, after all, I should have gotten rid of that thief God. I see you are in the underworld.
What else can you do to me?"
Phew~
A gust of night wind blew by, and the bare-chested young man sitting at the bottom of the crystallized pit only felt the coolness below him, as if he had been sprayed with wind oil and was stimulated. The young man couldn't help but feel like a Wu-Dang sect.
"Hiss~ The evil wind in this underworld is so strong that my small body seems a bit unable to withstand it... After death, the soul has no clothes? So... Po Meng... can I..."
Thinking like this, an old woman with light spots holding a stone bowl appeared in the young man's mind.
Beside the ancient bridge, there are beautiful flowers on the other side.
Moving lightly, the old woman worked hard to twist her waist as thin as ribs, and emotionally held the stone bowl filled with unknown green liquid and bubbles of green skulls towards herself.
"Xiaoxia, it's time to drink medicine~"
The fantasy ended in an instant, Xia Enzhou had a cold war, and reason took over again.
"People can't...at least they shouldn't...I am a good person and never do bad things, so I must respect Grandma Meng."
"..."
"Why is it so slow? Brother Niu and Ma Di don't have the spirit of Meituan at all? With this service attitude, how much money would it cost to put it in the world?"
I waited so hard but couldn't wait for someone to lead the way, let alone a bull-headed and horse-faced kid, I couldn't even see a little devil with a green face and fanged teeth.
This underworld is a bit too shabby, with no hospitality at all...
Xia Enzhou, who could no longer sit still, moved his cold buttocks away from the crystalline ground. After standing up, he was about to inquire about information about the underworld, but he couldn't help but focus on his bare bottom.
The dark wind blows, and Xia Enzhou once again embodies the spirit of Wudang.
"Speaking of which, walking the birds around all the time is not an option. Are there any plants in the underworld that can be used as shelters? I have to cover myself, I'm not used to it... Anyway, let's climb out of this hole first."
Then, Xia Enzhou, who climbed into the pit, silently picked up the half of the thick hemp rope that hung the old sow and himself.
Withdrawing his gaze from the familiar yet unfamiliar environment around him, the young man, who had long forgotten that he was naked due to shock, stared at the half-burned hemp rope without saying a word for a long time, as if he had gone to the toilet in great pain after getting angry.
, while eating, I saw the kind-faced Lao Ganma again at the dinner table.
