Return 100 days before death

On her chest, subconsciously turning a ring in her hand, she saw the smoking hole in the wall behind her that was knocked out by a puppet, and couldn't help but smile awkwardly: "No, this is good, Because no one can bully you, and you don't have to rely on anyone's arm."

The strong will always stand on a high place, and the weak will always be trampled on. If this continues, the strong will become more and more powerful, while the weak can only curl up in the abyss forever.

This is the simplest, but also the most cruel, true and direct law.

The wild cats had been quickly cleaned up by the dolls, and they were lying on the ground dying. All the knives pointed at the place where the woman was standing. Alice sneered, "Now that you know, why are you still here? I feel sorry for me afterwards. Is it? Reaper!!!”

The aura, demeanor, and conversation of a woman all reveal her identity.

Death, the silver ring on her left ring finger is exactly the same as Shen Qian's, it is the ring of death.

The driver held the reverse wheel tightly with both hands, and his back was covered with cold sweat. He looked in the rearview mirror, but he didn't see himself. Box, smashing a hole, the car was almost dismantled by them.

"Ma'am...car..."

Hearing the soul's plea for help, the god of death put away his playing mentality, and said helplessly, "Tell your children to stop, do you know how difficult it is for us gods to get a car out?"

Alice ignored her, and the puppet moved uninterrupted.

"Okay, okay, stop!" The woman pressed her shoulder, "I heard about your brother, and I'm also very sad about it, but our god of death is under regional jurisdiction and will never interfere Other people's behavior, I haven't had time to investigate who the god of death is here, I came here without saying hello, I was at fault for breaking the rules, so don't dawdle and cause trouble, go back with me."

Alice: "Death deserves death!"

Woman: "That's right, damn it, it's the god of death and I can't die anymore."

Alice: "You are obviously an old woman."

Woman: "Okay, okay... Oh no, what do you know about your children? This is called mature temperament and self-cultivation!"

"Still self-cultivated? No one wants daylilies!"

"You little bastard, you were still in the mother's womb when my old lady fell in love!!!"

The driver's cold sweat turned into beads of sweat on his forehead, and his face was pale: "Ma'am... the car's... tires... stop playing..."

Ever since Alice and her started the conversation, starting from quarreling and swearing, the two have been in unexplainable harmony, and you can't rest for a while. If the driver didn't remind them, they basically forgot the original purpose of coming here, and The original main content of mutual hatred, while running farther and farther away from the topic, suddenly stared at each other for a moment, and finally recalled it!

Alice dodged backwards, and immediately a puppet took over the position she was standing on just now. Before she could use any force on the soles of her feet, she was caught off guard by the scythe of death, which was extremely sharp.Although she was a god of death, she didn't know that she would reveal her weapon so soon. When she was shocked, she randomly picked up a rusty iron rod beside her, and waved it recklessly.

She really hates Death!

"Zheng-!"

The metal collided with screams and trembled. The figure of the woman holding the death scythe overlapped infinitely with the night, exactly the same as that person. The whole scene was completely controlled by her. Alice's attack and dodge seemed to her like a three-year-old child. Tong, no matter how she struggles, she can't change the situation.

Alice bit her lower lip tightly and concentrated on manipulating the puppet to fight, but the latter was really just playing for fun and didn't use half of her strength.

Similarly, there is no difference, these gods of death are all the same move, which is similar to the move to prevent his brother from being resurrected.I couldn't stop it then, and I can't now, and I haven't been able to stop it from beginning to end.

"Ma'am! Ma'am is not well, something happened in the house! Let's go back!" The driver's voice suddenly interrupted the competition. Reaper and Alice turned their heads together, and saw the fat driver holding a puppet with both hands. There are still a few scattered around his neck, belly and legs, "Ma'am, I just got the news that someone failed to revive, and the whole house was blown up!"

Death was shocked: "What! Now!?"

How can it be so sudden?

Almost in the blink of an eye, when the woman turned around again, the little girl had already fled in a panic, and the rest of the dolls who hadn't had time to keep up wobbled in place, like a broken thread. The puppet completely lost its soul and support, turned into a pile of broken wood and fell down, and then completely scattered.

The woman looked at the direction she was leaving, and the emotion flashing in her pupils was difficult to describe in words. Then she bent down and picked up a piece of wood, and shook it in her palm. Unexpectedly, there was a pain in her palm, and there was a burst of pain. A few drops of blood, when I opened it, I saw this little thorn standing upside down on the block of wood, as if it was the girl's last stubbornness.

After a while, the woman finally said: "You have grown into such a smart child, Lao Fu, why did you help her out just now? We have been looking for it for a long time."

The driver bowed his head deeply.

"It's okay, I don't blame you, let's go, let's go back first."

The night wind is also hot, making people feel stuffy. Looking down from the tall buildings, there are row upon row, people coming and going, red lights and green wine.Because the planned plan was not completed, the god of death called "Madame" felt very uncomfortable, and Alice did not feel lucky to escape. Things always like a wave of ups and downs, just escaped the clutches of the devil, and the next problem to be faced, It's not an easy role either.

—Where can she go?Where is her place?

At this moment, a university school bus passed by on the main road. It was supposed to pick up the students who were doing experimental research back to school. The people on the bus had fallen asleep in twos and threes. Alice recognizes the logo of that school, which is Puguang University.

The school bus goes from left to right, and the eyes also go from left to right.

She suddenly thought, yes, there is still that place, that person should be able to try to find it...

Patient No.11

Back to the present-

Ever since he was flung onto the sofa, Lu Youqi could neither see nor hear what was going on downstairs, let alone whether the stalemate was still going on.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and there is no sign of stopping at all. Although the quality of the double-glazed windows on the windows is not good enough, it does not have a good sound insulation effect, but it happens to be this blurred sound that is far and near, which exaggerates a sense of A sense of emptiness, all things become far away from the limbs and senses, sleepiness also comes up as promised, the sound of heavy rain and cold washing is clearly carried out in the ears, making people tremble subconsciously, but the environment in which they are in is so warmth.

This year has experienced many things, good and bad, disgusting and touching, intense and dull, unraveling puzzles and being in confusion, even unknown to them, the sum is enough to break Lu You's heart. Qie's initial understanding of the world.

The person in front of him was almost nose-to-nose with him, the tight distance couldn't accommodate a finger, and his eyes met, exposing his cold blue pupils to Lu Youqi's eyes without leaving any blind spots. A face, but the breath that comes out is warm, with his unique taste, making people greedy.

Lu Youqi suddenly felt sorry for this person's loneliness.

He is a god of death named Shen Qian.

This Grim Reaper, the Grim Reaper who picked himself up to the bar 100 days before he returned to Death, the Grim Reaper who rescued Qi Yun from the bottom of the icy lake when he was saving Qi Yun, the Grim Reaper who encouraged him to fight in school, and even The god of death, who is taking care of the living self meticulously, is using his own ability to pull the wandering souls out of the abyss of fear little by little.

Lu Youqi's head was filled with mixed feelings. For a moment, he felt that nothing was right. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly after a long time. Finally, he said softly, "Thank you."

Lu Youqi has said this sentence so many times that I can't count it, but the difference is that every time I say thank you, my mood is different and the content I want to express is different. From the initial ridicule , and then come to sincere thanks, but now, there is a hint of other flavors.

An indescribable smell that even feels strange to me.

Shen Qian focused his attention on the following, but was suddenly caught off guard by these two words. He was stunned for a moment before he said, "Thank you...thank you for what?"

"What do you have to thank me for?"

Lu Youqi said firmly, "A lot."

It goes without saying that what Shen Qian has done for him, what he has done for the souls, whether it is yes or no, whether it is success or failure, there is no need to cover up some things, let alone postpone them euphemistically—— Shen Qian has indeed done a lot for them, or in other words, Shen Qian exists to ferry them.

Continuing with this posture, pretending to be stupid, Shen Qian raised his eyebrows: "Huh? I don't quite understand, why don't you talk about it?"

Just now, it was obvious that I just posted it on a whim, but I didn't expect to be asked this way. Lu Youqi regretted it instantly, and he hesitated and said, "I'm getting thick-skinned again. What good example? Get up! You lie down!" It's dead on me!"

Shen Qian put his face closer and said sincerely, "You said it, there are many, I want to hear it."

"You..." Lu Youqi held back