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 is still scary 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.
As the fluid gathered less and less, an incredible scene appeared in such a corner with no bystanders.
Beside the ancient bridge, there are beautiful flowers on the other side.
Knowing that the death poem he had adapted made the old man think that he had been tricked by Cao Cao, Xia Enzhouzhou was about to kick his legs when he suddenly saw a dazzling arc of light flashing across the sky.
You understand, the reason why your mother married your adoptive father and your father married your sister is just because before watching the family ethics anime, you casually said, "Fortunately, do you have anyone outside your family?"
Qiuyue Xiaohachi, but have you ever thought that God’s heart is so white? It’s really because of your casual words that he did such a thing to your family and drove you to death...
The moon and stars are sparse, and the magpie flies south;
"Laugh, laugh, you are not a coward. If you deny it, his unlimited bastard has won. If you are more shameless, maybe you will choose to continue to live..."
"It's a pity that you just want to cause trouble to others because of you, and you can't stand a world that forces you to become a cursed person.
"..."
"Liu Xing will not come until tomorrow? Why is he here now? The boss will feel sorry for him and will also pay him overtime. How about he have a cup of tea first?"
"You're not even eighty-four years old yet! Hey! How dare you, thief Cao! Put your hands on the thief!"
Although he was talking nonsense, Xia Enzhou made the first two wishes to the flying meteor.
There are eight twists and turns around the tree, and there are no branches to rely on;
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 low-speed aggregation and decomposition.
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 smaller and stronger.
Taking a deep breath and looking lovingly at the pale moonlight in the world, Xia Enzhou's eyes suddenly flashed back to scenes of the slow joy he had while cooking in the past, which made me feel a little firm. Unfortunately,
The slow joy of doing rice passed by for just a second, and the revolving lantern turned into endless sadness, endless, endless, smaller than the difference between the broadcasting time of domestic cartoons and domestic idol dramas.
"Asshole! Can he just cheer you up a little bit?"
After a while, the half-burned hemp rope turned white again and the flame was extinguished.
The old woman moved her steps again, twisting her waist as thin as ribs with great effort, and emotionally held up to herself the stone bowl filled with green liquid and green skull bubbles.
Isn't that the sky of the world before death? It seems to be different from the earthly world? From this point of view, the underworld should also hate environmental protection. Could you be reincarnated and plant trees in the underworld?
The underworld is a bit too shabby, isn't it all about hospitality...
"Any response? Wait, the thief Cao is a dream, could it be that the adult wild Dou E is also a dream? Is this a dream within a dream?"
Then, Xia Enzhou, who climbed down into the pit, silently picked up the half of the thick hemp rope that hung the old sow and himself.
As he thought about it, an old woman with light spots holding a stone bowl appeared in the young man's mind.
When the rope was lowered around his neck, a burst of satisfied laughter seemed to be heard in Xia Enzhouzhou's ears. This ruled out that this was the words of a mature Samoyed who claimed to be a concubine.
The laughter in his ears stopped suddenly, and the young man opened his eyes again and looked at the vast starry sky.
Finally, I had to hold back, that bastard!
In the stillness, deep in the crater, one could vaguely see a large mass of luminous fluid that looked like a cluster of cells, flowing and condensing under the crystallized ground.
The voice of grievance echoed in the mountains of Despair like the snow falling in April, echoed in the empty valley, and the sorrow lasted for a long time.
"Speaking of which, is there a way to walk the birds all the time? Aren't there any plants in the underworld that can be used as shelter? You have to cover yourself, you are so used to it... Anyway, let's climb out of that hole first."
His playful bastard has made you a little good guy who wants to do bad things in more than seventy years. He has made you a person who curses others all the time and hopes that others will die. A complete and utter failure.
The bad lunatic.
In those years, the goals you wanted to achieve were always achieved, but the things you wanted to see the most were seen because of a word. Every day, you had to perform self-hypnosis after falling asleep, forcing yourself to think of things that others would like to see.
Sad and despairing things, if it is true, even if just a little bit of kindness is spoken as if it were a dream, as long as there is no sincere blessing hidden in the heart, no one will be hurt by it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The hemp rope is quite thorny, so your neck will definitely hurt for a while. I wish you a more comfortable death. At worst, you can succeed in the first time, otherwise you will die again, and then you will die again.
...In your last life, you were given a bad birth because you had little use. The only son of a billionaire like you couldn't do it. You were the one who wanted to be a worker. After all, leader Che Guevara said that it was possible to work as a worker.
Those who work, it is possible to work part-time in that life...
"You are unconscious. You remember that your name is Xia Enzhou, which means that people do have no soul before death, so...
At this moment, as long as he kicks his legs hard, the young man's feet will be far away from the ground, hanging in the air, and the life will be taken away by the tightened rope.
By the way, are all the remuneration spent on hiring celebrities?
Thinking like that, the old man, the forest ranger who stopped to stop the golden rooster, pinched his face until it was bitten by mosquitoes.
Wait a minute and talk to the bull-headed horse face who came to pick you up, saying that he will definitely be able to fool you through your eight-inch rotten tongue... Anyway, after all, he probably hasn't gotten rid of this thief yet, you see
What can he do to you in hell?"
Waiting hard but waiting for someone to lead the way, let alone a bull-headed horse-face, even a big ghost with a green face and fangs can be seen.
"Oh my God! What kind of evil have you done? What an injustice!"
Xia Enzhou, who was cursing, thought for a while, and then took off his neck. The small and big ones fit just right, perfect.
You can praise a hateful dog, you can bless an old man who deserves blessings, and you can even have a kind heart, because you know that any kind thoughts you have will turn into the most vicious ones because of him.
Curse, but your most vicious curse can be transformed into the purest kind thoughts to bless others.
I'm pretty sure that that guy who smiles like an idiot is always looking at the thief who is targeting him.
The dark wind blows, and Xia Enzhou once again embodies the spirit of Wudang.
"Why so fast? Does Brother Niu and Ma Di not have the spirit of Meituan at all? With that kind of service attitude, how much more money would it cost in the world?"
"Let you recite another poem and say goodbye to yourself...
The light became brighter and brighter, the scorching cold air came closer and closer, and the meteors fell straight from the sky, hitting Xia Entropy Zhou head-on.
"Oh, it really hurts my grandpa... So, if this is a dream, is it possible that there is no such thing as a reality? Does it mean that all the monsters and monsters have not been defeated before the founding of the People's Republic of China? Re Jing, Re Jing...
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The old man who had just wiped his head with hot sweat and successfully crushed a mosquito that never gave up sat up from the bed again, his face no longer frightened.
The young man who thought it was right finally turned his eyes red and huddled the two jiojios outside the bed. He stared at the iron wooden door all night, for fear that something would suddenly come back.
Before tonight, there is another poor, suspicious old man missing from the world.
When Dou E's frightening voice of grievances dissipated, the relaxed and excited old man did not know that at the foot of another cliff on a hilltop, the poor red-crossed crooked neck tree had not yet turned into a small crater, as if it had been attacked by an aerial bomb.
The same thing happened, with most of the mountaintops flattened.
Xia Enzhou, who could no longer sit still, moved his cold buttocks away from the crystalline ground. Before standing up, he was about to inquire about information about the underworld, but he couldn't help but focus on his own bare top.
.
He withdrew his gaze from the unfamiliar yet familiar environment around him. The young man, who had long forgotten that he was naked due to the shock, stared at the half-burned hemp rope and spoke for a long time, as if he had gone there happily before the fire.
In the toilet, while eating, I saw an old godmother with such a look under the dining table.
When the ethereal voice sounded from the bottom of the cliff, the old forest ranger who was sleeping upright outside the fire pavilion on another mountaintop suddenly jumped up from the bed, as if he was in a dream.
Breaking away, lying on the ground was a short, powerful mosquito with a look of terror on its wrinkled face.
From that 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 is considered a man-made disaster, and it is simply more unjust than Dou E.
Nose, eyes, ears, mouth, head to torso, legs to feet...
At the same time, in the center of the crater, a young man opened his eyes blankly, looked at the familiar crystal environment around him, and then looked at the sky with blank eyes.
It turned into ashes and didn't know that it was just one of the several victims in the curse diary...
Phew~
"People can...at most they should...you are a bad person, but you always do good things, so you must respect Grandma Meng."
"Wait a minute, who is the wild Dou E from outside? How dare you try to do tricks in this class!? Really, do you know how to act like a Serena or a Tianlong?"
Naturally, someone answered the question of the old man who was dancing to clear the shadow. In the quiet night, there was only the crisp chirping of insects, but the crickets and grasshoppers were chirping happily.
Stretch your neck and kick your legs;
The fantasy ended in an instant, Xia Enzhou had a hot battle, and reason regained control of his little head.
After a pause, Xia Enzhou closed his eyes hastily, his voice less crazy and a little less sad.
The dark crater returned to white darkness.
A gust of night wind blew by, and the young man sitting at the bottom of the crystallized pit only felt the coolness on his body, as if he had been sprayed with wind oil.
The fluid flows slower and slower, and the outline of the human body becomes more and more perfect. When it reaches a certain limit, all the optical fluid disappears instantly.
Is it bad to be born to be a domineering CEO? Maybe you can't find a doting wife as hateful as your father... Bah! You are really sober, that is... eh, wait, wait, man, what is that?
I mean... when you ask him to see you off, you are asking him to see you off in person... Don't wait until you kick your legs and hang yourself up..."
"Daxia, it's time to drink medicine~"
"Isn't that rope going to strangle my skin in a while? Forget it?"
When you stick out your tongue, there will be peace in heaven..."
He turned the cursed diary you originally wrote as a joke into a real 'cursed diary'. They all say that heaven has mercy. Isn't that what he really thinks? Treating people like monkeys?"
"Meteor, Meteor, he must have come here because he is a habitual thief. God wants to give you a ride. It seems that you are not destined for him. Since you are not destined, you are just being polite, brother. Two wishes are really not enough.
After all, we are all our own people, and no one makes fourteen wishes at once, which is less outrageous than yours... He can default on his debt~
"Hiss~ The evil wind in the underworld is not small, and your big body seems to be unable to withstand it... By the way, the soul has clothes before death? Then... Po Meng, you... can you...
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What is strange is that when the celestial body hits the ground, it does not make any big noise. Even the first cry of injustice like Dou E's voice is small, but the kinetic energy converted into potential energy is actually transmitted to the ground, directly touching the ground.
Before it hit Zhang Mazi, a spark was ignited, which frightened the surviving birds, beasts, ants and flies to activate their escape skills and scatter away, away from the central area where the meteorite fell.
