Return 100 days before death

There was a rush of meowing coming from the door. It was not the sound of a domestic cat acting like a baby, but a weird cry like a baby.Hearing this, Lu Youqi's scalp became numb. When he turned his head, he saw the store manager blowing out the fur of the cat. He didn't know when he rushed out the door, and now he was screaming at them with his mouth open.

Shen Qian lifted the back of Lu Youqi's neck with one hand, and with the other he chopped off several steel pipes like peeling tofu with a sickle: "Get out!"

As soon as the words fell, the ceiling of the entire hotel seemed to be unable to hold on, and began to make a sound of falling apart. Qi Yun and the others seemed to be used to this kind of thing, and adjusted their positions in an orderly manner, with the big one in front and the small one In the middle, after Shen Qian made a decision, he ran out in a hurry.

The store manager is in the form of a cat, and his actions and reactions are extremely fast, so he has been counting the number of people outside.

Lu Youqi and Shen Qian were the last to go out. At that moment, a metal pipe with a diameter larger than the palm of an adult suddenly appeared above his head. Shen Qian caught sight of it out of the corner of his eye, and immediately blocked it with the blade of a knife. There was an impact between them, and there was a "strength" sound, and the entire arm lost consciousness.

This numb voice didn't disappear even after they were out of danger, forcing them to remember the situation just now.After escaping from danger, Lu Youqi originally thought that they would run away, but he didn't expect that these people turned back and pressed their bodies against the door.

It seemed that something terrible was about to come out.

The ceiling of the hotel has fallen, smashing all the gorgeous decorations and exquisite wine utensils, the flying remains of huge crystal lamps seem to add seasoning to their carnival, the raging fire is coming, the billowing heat wave reminds the landing Yuqi and the others are not hallucinations.

Lu Youqi: "Well, I..."

He didn't expect that such a change would happen within an hour of coming here.

"Stop talking nonsense, come and push the door against it, you won't feel the heat!" Qi Yun's roar brought him back to reality.

So Lu Youqi hurriedly joined them.

The fire seemed to have life, and it didn't take long before he extinguished it by himself.Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Obviously, they did not expect this kind of thing to happen. The female clerk was still wearing slippers on her feet, and now she had lost one.

They sat on the ground panting, Lu Youqi wanted to ask where they were going now - after all, he just found the organization.He heard the store manager get up and pat the dust. Such an old man didn't have any tendency to stoop, and said softly: "Let's go, let's go back, let's find a room for the newcomer."

Lu Youqi: "Do you have other bases?"

Qi Yun was the first to burst out laughing: "Now the market is so expensive, I finally found a place that can only be reached by walking through a maze. I really can't afford a second one. After all, ghosts are also very poor."

Everyone laughed, and got up one by one to go back to the bar.

At first, Lu Youqi thought that they were going to clean up and make do with it, but at this moment, he suddenly realized what was wrong.

When these people faced the accident just now, they had no fear, no fear, and almost no extreme emotions. If they had to say something, they looked at the fire with a kind of reluctance.

Sure enough, when the store manager opened the retro solid wood door again, Lu Youqi was shocked.

Tables, sofas, counters, chandeliers….

Inside, it is exactly the same as before it was destroyed!Not even a trace of smoke smell!

While Lu Youqi's jaw dropped, all expressions began to look lonely.

Lu Youqi: "What's going on?"

The store manager said: "We lost a partner."

Lu Youqi: "Huh?"

The dim lights in the store were turned on again.

Qi Yun hurriedly replied: "Let me tell you this, we are all 'resurrected' people, and each of us only has one hundred days. The countdown starts from the moment you open your eyes, and there will be no more than one second." There will be no less than a second. If someone joins our club and is considered by Shen Qian as one of us, when you die again, there will be a disaster in this bar."

"Fires, floods, earthquakes, hail of bullets... how you die, the bar will encounter some disaster, but the store will change back later."

Lu Youqi: "Is this a ritual?"

The shop assistant who lost her slippers just found another shoe to put on, and continued to explain: "It's about the same. Do you understand now? We are a mess, the store manager gave us a place to live, and Brother Shen Qian is ours. Umbrella. You can choose to spend your stolen 100 days in peace, or you can try to change your past, but whether it can change or even accelerate your death is unknown.”

The god of death is not a symbol of death, as some people say.Instead, he is the only god people can look up to after death.

The store manager straightened a stool that had just been accidentally kicked over, and said gently: "If you want to take risks, we can help you; if you want to be safe, we will accompany you. 100 days, no more and no less, it is like A game was stolen by us to play."

Lu Youqi lost all strength when he heard it, and fell back on the sofa. His whole body was almost submerged by the soft cushion. After a long time, he hesitated and said, "I probably know, thank you, thank you. That, I have one last question to ask."

Store Manager: "Ask."

Lu Youqi: "Just now, who died again?"

This sentence seemed to pierce the hearts of everyone. They looked at each other, and finally, it was Shen Qian who said, "A female college student named Zhang Mei."

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Zhang Mei, a female college student, died in an accidental fire 56 days ago, and returned in the form of a soul, but failed to regenerate herself. The forced distortion caused a fundamental error, which accelerated her own death.

Then mysteriously disappeared.

It turned out that the weird serial killing incident was such a "murderer".

"The way to survive is to focus on life, to use God as a supplement, and to use the soul as a companion."

Zhang Mei is a good example.

Lu Youqi had just vaguely figured out the rules of the game, and before he had time to sort out the categories in his head, the female shop assistant turned off the chandelier that was not bright at all with a sleepy look. He said in a calm tone, "Let's talk about it tomorrow. I don't want to do anything now. The newcomers will spend the night downstairs first. I will make arrangements tomorrow."

"Oh, by the way, my name is Lin Haiyuan. I'm a support worker here. I've been dead for 32 days. I will leave before you. Remember to get along with everyone for the rest of the day. If you want to be resurrected, go to Shenqian's place to log in." One note, everyone has to form a team."

"That's it, good night."

The rest of the people also introduced themselves one after another. Lu Youqi heard that the familiar man said that his surname was Guo. He was a university professor before he was alive. He died for fifty days. If you have any ideas about rebirth, you can Find him to form a team, and then go upstairs to sleep.

With a bright and innocent smile on his face, Qi Yun interjected: "I'm also in the team."

The living work hard to earn money, and the dead work hard to change the past. They work hard every day. In a word, they are all for survival.

It's four o'clock in the middle of the night, and there are not many hours left to sleep.

The bar was quiet and empty, with no lights, and the bronze wind chimes by the window were tinkling in the wind. The night in the early spring was still a little cool, and it couldn’t be darker anymore, otherwise you’d have to wait for a while. It was bright, and there was only the faint light and shadow cast by the moonlight through the floor-to-ceiling glass on the floor.

Lu Youqi went through too many great changes in one day, and he finally stopped. The pain in his back and back immediately covered his body seamlessly, and he simply threw himself on the sofa.

How wonderful, being able to sleep on the sofa is much better than sleeping on the street!

And just as his body fell down, Lu Youqi heard a muffled groan.

He quickly moved his butt away, and watched a person sitting up from the sofa he was looking at with his hands on his waist—it turned out that there was someone...

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I can't see clearly in the dark, I don't know you are here, I'm going to sleep on the floor, you go to sleep quickly, don't you sleep slowly... eh? Death?"

Shen Qian's magnetic voice sounded in the darkness: "There are many sofas beside me. Also, I have a name, Shen Qian."

"Hahaha okay, I remember." Lu Youqi scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Well, why do you sleep on the sofa? I thought you were a big shot here."

Shen Qian lay down again: "Isn't it?"

Lu Youqi walked to the sofa and hugged a pillow, relaxed himself, looked at Shen Qian's half-hidden peach eyes in his hair: "At least it doesn't look like it, because you don't have special treatment, and you still have to pay attention to it." You have to squeeze the sofa with me, a newcomer."

Shen Qian: "I've been sleeping on the sofa."

Lu Youqi: "Ah? Why?"

Shen Qian was a little impatient with his question, and his tone was a little angry: "Isn't it good to sleep on the sofa? It's big and soft, and you can steal wine when you wake up in the middle of the night." After speaking, he pointed to the brick behind the counter A wall full of red wine.

Lu Youqi laughed out loud, "Pour some boiling water in after drinking, right?"

Shen Qian: "...."

This answer sounds like a lie. Lu Youqi sounds like he is having a temper tantrum with a child of a certain age, but it's not an important matter, it's just a casual chat. He doesn't dare to provoke the big guys here, so he Roll up the blanket and lie down: "Okay