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, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the doctor's movements.

At this moment, the nurse suddenly said: This pendant can't be undone.

Cut it with pliers so that it does not become infected. The chief surgeon said solemnly.

But the nurse brought the pliers, but she still kept cutting the pendant, and muttered angrily: What is this made of, you can't even cut the pliers!

The chief surgeon had no choice but to let the nurse hold it, so as not to infect the wound, but the nurse muttered: It's really bad luck, it's not good to wear it, wear 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 face changed suddenly: It's so familiar, this is .......

Lu Changsheng couldn't think of what this coffin jade pendant had to do with him, until the operation was over, the electrocardiogram began to beat calmly, and the chief surgeon breathed a sigh of relief: Send it to the intensive care unit!

Lu Changsheng involuntarily followed to the intensive care unit, he looked at the sign on the hospital bed, but it said Zhou Song, there was a doubt in his mind, but he had no clue, and the familiar feeling 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 looking at Lu Changsheng.

When he looked at the past again, the familiar three words appeared in his eyes, and at that moment the world was spinning in his mind, and the person lying on the hospital bed was none other than him Lu Changsheng.

Memories poured out like a spring, and everything was traced back, from confession, to being publicized and humiliated, to the appearance of Murong Qingxue, and finally to the car accident.

A garbage poor ** silk, Lao Tzu killing you is no different from crushing a bed bug, cast a good tire in the next life, otherwise you will be a ghost, and you are not qualified to fight with me, hahaha. In the end, Lu Changsheng only had this sentence in his mind, and the arrogant laughter.

At this time, Lu Changsheng's only thought was to break Zhang Yang's body into pieces, but the body on the hospital bed was telling him one thing, he was dead.

But the beating of the electrocardiogram contradictory proves that he is still alive.

But when the soul leaves the body, what is going on? What kind of state is he in? Lu Changsheng's mind was full of such questions.

Suddenly, he remembered that he had read a book called "Yin Yang Ghost Record", which described a lot of bizarre and strange things; when a person dies abnormally and the body is in extreme pain at the same time, the soul will be oppressed and break away from the body, becoming the yin soul in the eyes of people, commonly known as ghosts; when a person dies normally, the soul will not leave the body, but wait for the second master of the underworld to hook to reincarnation.

These superstitious things, Lu Changsheng thought he was at the time, but now he is indeed in this state.

First of all, he was hit by Zhang Yang's car and became what he is now, he was indeed in extreme pain at that time, and now everything he sees in his eyes is black and white.

In "Yin Yang Ghost Record", it is said that the eyes of ghosts cannot see colorful se, only bleak black and white.

This once again confirms the fact that he became a yin soul, and according to the things written later in this book, it is inferred that people who die unnaturally will become lonely souls and wild ghosts after their souls leave their bodies, and the second master of the underworld does not care, they only hook those who have reached the end of their yang life, and the remaining lonely souls and wild ghosts have two ways to reincarnate, either they can stay in the yang world at the risk of being scattered at any time until the yang life is exhausted, or they can dispel the resentment in their bodies, but the cause and effect of the world, and enter the yin world when the ghost gate is wide open on the seventh day of July.

However, in front of the ghost gate of the Yin Division, there is a bull head and a horse face to guard, if there is still resentment in the body, if you want to break into the ghost gate, you will be beaten and scattered, and you will never be reborn.

Although it is written in the book, he doesn't want to die, even if he dies, he can't die so badly, at least he wants to kill Zhang Yang.

But now he is in this state, it seems that there is no description in "Yin Yang Ghost Record", the body is still alive, but the soul has left the body and become the yin soul.

In his heart, he said that if he could live, he would definitely not want to die, but now even the strange book "Yin Yang Ghost Record" can't help him, and it is most appropriate to describe his current state as a person or a ghost.

Thinking of this, Lu Changsheng was inexplicably afraid, although his state was not recorded in "Yin Yang Ghost Record", from some of the cultures he came into contact with, he also clearly knew the fact that once the soul was out of the body for too long, it would not be able to return to the body, because the soul belonged to yin, and the body belonged to yang, and the longer the soul stayed outside the body, the heavier the yin qi became, until the body could not accept the soul at all, and then there would never be a chance to resurrect.

And it is recorded in "Yin Yang Ghost Record" that if the yin soul forcibly enters a living body, the strong yin qi will corrode the yang energy in the body until the body dies, and the yang energy in the body will dissipate the yin soul's spiritual intelligence, and when the yin soul without spiritual intelligence is combined 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, and 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 to Murong Qingxue at five o'clock in the afternoon, he was hit at about six o'clock, and now the time is just stuck at twelve o'clock, only half of the time has passed, and he still has a chance to survive.

Lu Changsheng, who was secretly happy, hurriedly 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 to his waist, but when his head lay down, Lu Changsheng felt a sharp pain spread throughout his soul.

The pain was as if his body had been torn apart piece by piece, and then a huge rebound force bounced his soul out of his body.

At that moment, Lu Changsheng looked at his body with a sluggish expression, he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, but at this moment, he climbed onto the hospital bed again and lay down again unwillingly, but the result was that after severe pain, he was ejected.

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, and he finally stopped trying in despair.

Looking at the ticking of the second hand, Lu Changsheng trembled involuntarily, and the fear of death drove the resentment that had been buried in his heart for more than ten years to be stimulated.

For as long as he can remember, everyone called him the Mourning Star, he was like a disaster, he fell in the village, and he was bullied and abused since he was a child, because the villagers thought that he was the same as his mother, he was a disaster star, and everyone who saw him would spit and express his bad luck.

But Lu Changsheng endured these things, not because of how broad-minded he was, the real reason was that he was timid, and he also knew that only by enduring it could he live.

Only by surviving can he get out of the village and get ahead, but he has no talent, and being admitted to high school with a reluctant score may be the only thing he has done in more than ten years.

Lu Changsheng once thought that this was the beginning of a change in his fate, but he found that high school was even more terrifying than their small cottage, and most people in the city looked at him with strange eyes, just because he was dressed like a turtle, 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 persist in this environment, but he didn't expect that just a confession would kill him.

In the mountain village, he lived cautiously, because he wanted to get ahead; when he came to the city, he thought that this would be the beginning of a change in fate, so he still endured all the cold eyes and ridicule; he told himself that only by enduring it, he could get ahead, and as long as he lived, he could change his fate.

But he didn't expect that just a confession to his first love, the only luxury in his life, would kill him!!

But the wall clock on the wall still moved mercilessly, as if mocking, as if pity.

Tick

Tick

He hated! hated that the world was so big, why couldn't he tolerate his ant-like life?

Tick

Tick

He hated, hated why some people were born with fine clothes and food, and did all kinds of evil things but were at ease, and he came from a humble background, struggled hard, and still ended up with such a trampled fate.

Tick

Tick

He hated, hated how Zhang Yang could be on top and look down on his life, and he could only endure all the humiliation and abuse, but he was completely deprived of even the opportunity to live.

Tick!!!

As the second hand moved to the twelfth position, all hope came to naught, and God seemed to have chosen the time of death for his humble life, watching him struggle mockingly, watching his soul transform into a yin soul

At that moment, Lu Changsheng calmed down, a strange black gas came out of Yin's soul, burning like a black flame, his eyes glowed blood-red, his face was hideous and distorted, and all his hatred was concentrated on the person who took his life.

Zhang Yang!! Lu Changsheng was angry, you said that I am not qualified to fight with you as a ghost, okay, I, Lu Changsheng, swear to the sky, even if my soul is scattered, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces!

At that moment, everyone in the hospital had a creepy feeling........