Lying down to the underworld starts: Oops, I’m dead

“How can there be such parents?”

Seeing the words on the screen, not only Lin Zhiwen felt surprised, even Dong Qing outside couldn't help but speak

"There are all kinds of parents, just like there are all kinds of brothers. These two brothers, one good and one evil, may be innate, but it may also be related to acquired education."

Lin Zheng looked at the projection and gave his comments. Zhao Li also nodded. Then they stopped talking and stared at what was happening in Lin Zhiwu's consciousness.

Zhao Li always felt that Lin Zhiwen could not deal with his younger brother. It was obvious that his younger brother was not a good person. What happened next also verified Zhao Li's guess.

"You heard it, didn't you? You heard it, didn't you?"

Lin Zhiwu turned Lin Zhiwen around and stared at him straight in the eyes, and Lin Zhiwen avoided his gaze a little when he saw this.

"This is what my mother said. You heard it, right? I heard her say it herself, it would be better if Zhiwu was the one who died. What else do I need from parents like that? So I left home, but no matter where I go, it's the same everywhere. No one likes me, so I'm still single now."

Lin Zhiwu stared at Lin Zhiwen. These years of experience had completely changed him. The current Lin Zhiwu was no longer the younger brother that Lin Zhiwen knew.

Or perhaps Lin Zhiwen never really understood his younger brother.

"What if it was you? Lin Zhiwen, the ending would be different. If I died, you would be the only one left. Your parents would like you even more. You are eloquent and everyone likes you. I hate you, I hate you."

Lin Zhiwu pointed at Lin Zhiwen and burst into tears. He blurted out the words that had been accumulating in his heart.

"I hate everyone who likes you, and everyone who likes you hates me. I hate them, they are all my enemies, and I want to kill them all."

"Zhiwu, don't be like this"

At this time, Lin Zhiwen still wanted to persuade Lin Zhiwu, but Lin Zhiwu no longer listened to any advice. He grabbed Lin Zhiwen's shoulders and pushed him to the ground.

"Why not?"

Lin Zhiwu shouted and snatched the Soul-Stirring Knife from Lin Zhiwen's hand and put it on Lin Zhiwen's neck.

"The bomb will explode on time, and many people will be buried with me, but before anything happens I will kill you first, Lin Zhiwen, my brother, I will kill you with my own hands."

Lin Zhiwu pulled out the Soul-Stirring Knife. At this time, Lin Zhiwen was still trying to persuade Lin Zhiwu and try to awaken Lin Zhiwu's conscience.

"We are brothers, twin brothers who are closer than real brothers."

"Brother, I love you, but because of you no one loves me, so I hate you even more. Without you, everything would be fine."

Lin Zhiwu had already made up his mind to kill his brother. Dong Qing, who saw this scene outside, suddenly became anxious.

"Zhao Li, please go in and help him. We can't let Lin Zhiwu kill his brother Lin Zhiwen!"

"I knew that Lin Zhiwen was unreliable. I'm not a spirit, so how can I go in and help him? I think we should retreat quickly, as we are running out of time."

Seeing that there were only a few minutes left, Zhao Li decided to retreat and leave the affairs of the world to others. He had done his best.

But when Dong Qing heard what Zhao Li said, he immediately became unhappy and pointed his gun at Zhao Li.

"Don't leave. Didn't you say you're not afraid of death?"

"I'm not afraid of death, but if this thing goes off, no one will be happy. Look at me, I dress like this every day, with a short haircut and eyeliner. I just want to look cool. I've tried my best. Let's go."

Seeing Zhao Li turning around to leave, Dong Qing immediately stopped him and restrained Zhao Li with a gun.

"Don't move, go in and help him."

"I've already told you that I'm not a spirit, how can I get in? If you really want to help, you might as well ask the guy watching the show over there instead of me. That guy is much better than me."

Zhao Li directed the fire to Lin Zheng's side. Dong Qing's eyes lit up after hearing this. Yes, there is also Lin Zheng. One can tell that Lin Zheng is very powerful by looking at his methods.

"Lin Zheng, you..."

"Don't call me. I don't need to do anything for such a small matter. Hey, what are you waiting for? Slow down. The murderer who killed you will kill the person you like next."

Lin Zheng waved his hand indifferently. He was just a spectator and not an actor. There was no need for him to take any action in such a situation as there were professional actors to save the situation.

"What are you saying? Why can't I understand you?"

Just when Dongqing didn't know what Lin was talking about, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the room. They looked in the direction of the wind and saw another ghost appear in the room.

They looked at the ghost and then at the photo next to the ghost. It was clearly a person.

This is the ghost of Wang Yan, the person killed by Lin Zhiwu.

Wang Yan's ghost glanced at Lin Zhiwu, then instantly floated into Lin Zhiwu's body. Just when Lin Zhiwu in his consciousness was about to kill him, Wang Yan appeared.

"Brother, goodbye"

"Lin Zhiwu"

Wang Yan grabbed Lin Zhiwu's hand. When Lin Zhiwu looked back, he was so frightened that his soul almost dropped out of his body. The sword in his hand fell down, and he sat on the ground and kept backing away in fear.

"Lin Zhiwu, you should atone for your sins"

Lin Zhiwu was so scared that he leaned against the wall. At this moment, he had nowhere to retreat. Wang Yan picked up the Soul-Stirring Knife that Lin Zhiwu had thrown on the ground, slowly approached Lin Zhiwu, and then grabbed Lin Zhiwu's collar.

"You and your brother are never the same. Although you look the same, your hearts are so different. No one loves you, not because of your brother, but because of you. You don't deserve to be loved at all, you sinner."

"Do not……"

Seeing Wang Yan's hand holding up the sharp blade, Lin Zhiwen shouted and tried to stop her, but he was unable to stop Wang Yan's hand from falling heavily.

At the moment when the Soul-Stirring Knife entered Lin Zhiwu's body, Lin Zhiwen seemed to feel the same way and covered his chest.

"I have been by your side for the past twenty years. It was me who made you hated by everyone and everything went wrong for you. It was me who made you a lonely person for the rest of your life. You have been atoning for your sins. You owe me this."

After Wang Yan said all this, she slowly stood up. At this time, Lin Zhiwen immediately rushed over and hugged his brother.

"Brother, brother"

Lin Zhiwen called out to Lin Zhiwu, but at this time Lin Zhiwu was already in his dying moments.

"Brother, why don't you blame me?"

At this time, Lin Zhiwu didn't quite understand. He had done that to his brother, but Lin Zhiwen still cared about him so much. However, Lin Zhiwen's answer was very firm.

"Brother, we are brothers, twin brothers who are closer than real brothers. Your sins are mine."

"Brother, I've been so lonely without you all these years."

At this time, the screen played the memory of Lin Zhiwen's death. At that time, Lin Zhiwu was really in great pain. As the saying goes, a dying man speaks good words. At this time, Lin Zhiwu said a few words in Lin Zhiwen's ear and then disappeared.

"Red Cut"