When Lu Changsheng opened his eyes, there was a black and white movie playing in front of him. Doctors and nurses were busy, and a bloody person was lying on the hospital bed.
Lu Changsheng felt that this person was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was, so he couldn't help but look at the doctor's movements.
At this moment, the nurse suddenly said: "This pendant cannot be untied."
"Use pliers to cut it off to avoid infection." the surgeon said seriously.
But when the nurse brought the pliers, she still couldn't cut the pendant. She muttered angrily: "What is this made of? Even the pliers can't cut it!" [
The chief surgeon was reluctant and could only let the nurse hold it to avoid infection of the wound, but the nurse muttered: "It's really unlucky. There is nothing wrong with wearing a coffin."
When the nurse's reluctant expression fell into Lu Changsheng's eyes, all his attention immediately turned to the coffin jade pendant in the nurse's hand, and his expression suddenly changed: "It's so familiar, this is"
Lu Changsheng could not remember what the jade pendant on the coffin had to do with him. It was not until the operation was over and the electrocardiogram began to beat calmly that the surgeon breathed a sigh of relief: "Send it to the intensive care unit!"
Lu Changsheng couldn't help but follow him to the intensive care unit. He looked at the sign on the hospital bed, but it said Zhou Song. He was confused for a while, but he had no clue. The familiar feeling also disappeared.
But at this moment, a nurse suddenly walked in, quickly tore off the label with Zhou Song written on it, replaced it with another label, and left in a hurry without even looking at Lu Changsheng.
When he looked over again, three familiar words appeared in his eyes. At that moment, his mind was spinning. The person lying on the hospital bed was none other than Lu Changsheng.
Memories came out like spring water, and everything happened back, from the confession, to being publicized and humiliated, to the appearance of Murong Qingxue, and finally to the car accident.
"You're a rubbish poor bastard. Killing you is no different than crushing a bed bug. You should be reborn as a good child in your next life, otherwise you will be a ghost and you have no right to fight with me, hahaha." In the end, all that was left in Lu Changsheng's mind was
These words and that arrogant laughter.
At this time, Lu Changsheng's only thought was to cut Zhang Yang into pieces, but the body on the hospital bed told him one thing, he was already dead.
But the beating of the electrocardiograph paradoxically proved that he was still alive.
But what happens when the soul leaves the body? What kind of state is he in? Lu Changsheng's mind is filled with such questions.
Suddenly, he remembered that he had read a book called
According to "Yin Yang Ghost Record", if the yin spirit forcibly enters a living body, the strong yin energy will corrode the yang energy in the body until the body dies, and the yang energy in the body will be dispersed.
The intelligence of the yn soul, when the yn soul with no intelligence combines with the dead body, the resentment will dominate the body and become a terrible thing, a zombie.
Therefore, the best time for the soul to return to the body is twelve hours. Once these twelve hours are missed, he will become a lonely ghost and cannot be resurrected.
After coming to this conclusion, Lu Changsheng looked at the clock on the wall. He confessed his love to Murong Qingxue at five o'clock in the afternoon, and was hit at about six o'clock. But now the time just stopped at twelve o'clock, and the time had just passed.
Halfway through, he still had a chance to survive.
Lu Changsheng, who was secretly delighted, quickly walked to the hospital bed and lay down. Something surprising happened to him. His feet fit perfectly with the body on the hospital bed, and then his lower body reached his waist, and then he lay down on his head.
At that moment, Lu Changsheng felt a sharp pain spreading through his soul.
This pain was like his body being torn apart piece by piece, and then a huge reaction force pulled his soul out of his body.
At that moment, Lu Changsheng looked at his body with a dull expression. He did not expect such a thing to happen, but at this moment, he climbed onto the hospital bed again and lay down again unwillingly, but the result was all after severe pain.
, was brought out.
He tried again and again, but failed again and again. Until the hour hand of the wall clock pointed to five o'clock in the morning and the minute hand pointed to fifty-nine minutes, he finally stopped trying in despair.
Watching the "ticking" of the second hand, Lu Changsheng could not help but tremble. The fear of death drove the resentment that had been buried in his heart for more than ten years to come out.
From the time he can remember, everyone calls him Sangmenxing. He is like a disaster that comes to the village. He has been bullied and insulted since he was a child because the villagers think that he is a disaster star just like his mother.
Anyone who sees him will spit, which means bad luck.
But Lu Changsheng endured all these things, not because of how broad-minded he was. The real reason was that he was timid. He also knew that only by enduring it could he survive.
Only by surviving can he get out of the village and stand out; but he has no talent, so getting into high school with barely enough scores may be the only thing he feels proud of in more than ten years.
Lu Changsheng once thought that this was the beginning of a change in his destiny, but he found that high school was more terrifying than their small village. Most people in the city looked at him with strange eyes, just because he dressed like a country bumpkin.
, so in high school, he was still the target of bullying by most of his classmates.
Murong Qingxue was the only reason that supported him to persevere in this environment, but he could not have imagined that just one confession would cost him his life.
In the mountain village, he lived cautiously because he wanted to get ahead; when he came to the city, he thought this would be the beginning of a change in his destiny, so he still tolerated all the cold looks and ridicules; he told himself that as long as he endured it, he could get ahead.
, as long as you survive, you can change your destiny.
But he didn't expect that just a confession of first love, the only luxury in his life, would kill him!!!
He hates it! But the clock on the wall still moves affectionately, as if it is mocking, but also seems to express pity.
"tick"
"tick"
He hates! Hates that this world is so big, why can't it accommodate his ant-like life?
"tick"[
"tick"
He hates! He hates why some people are born with good clothes and good food, but they can do all kinds of evil things with ease; while he comes from a humble background, struggles hard, but still ends up with the fate of being trampled upon.
"tick"
"tick"
He hated! Hated how Zhang Yang could be so high up and look down on his life; yet he could only endure all the humiliation and abuse, but even the chance to survive was completely deprived of him.
"Tick tock!!!"
As the second hand moved to the twelve position, all hope was in vain. God seemed to have already chosen the time of death for his humble life, watching him struggle mockingly, watching his soul helplessly,
Transformed into yn soul
At that moment, Lu Changsheng calmed down, and a strange black energy emerged from his soul, burning like a black flame. His eyes glowed blood red, and his face was ferocious and twisted, concentrating all his hatred.
To the person who took his life.
"Zhang Yang!!!" Lu Changsheng was full of resentment, "You said that even though I'm a ghost, I'm not qualified to fight with you. Well, I, Lu Changsheng, swear to God, even if your soul is gone, I will cut you into pieces!"
At that moment, everyone in the hospital felt a creepy feeling.