Fate, the fucking thing, with three points of malice and seven points of banter, caught me and other mortals off guard and let me and other mortals see what it means to be impermanent. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

No, some people are looking for death and life all day long, but they live a long life like the eight kings of a thousand years.

And there are those who have tried their best to live, but they are about to die.

Gu Zheng unfortunately belongs to the latter.

He had been squatting in the small quadrangular courtyard that had taken years of calculations to get for a long time.

Looking up, the patio surrounded by green tiles, which is the most suitable for eating fried noodles in the summer breeze, has been hula-la-three groups of carrier pigeons under the inspiration of the pigeon whistle next door.

When the object that was suspected of being pigeon poop once again passed through the delicate patio and landed on the threshold that was most suitable for footholding, Gu Zheng finally confirmed one thing.

The man who sold the yard lied to him, and this is not a place where you can eat miso and chew cucumbers at all.

And it was this discovery that also made Gu Zheng make up his mind, his face was no longer confused just now, but with a rare excitement, he picked up the red brick under the corner of the threshold.

This is an ordinary red brick, and when Gu Zheng picked it up with the most skillful posture, the two seemed to merge into one. It's as if he'd held it so many times without any sense of peacekeeping. Even if a layer of green moss has already climbed behind this red brick.

"Old man, I haven't let you play for a long time, I thought that we would be separated for the rest of our lives, I will be my second landlord in a proper manner, and you will complete your destiny of stepping stones on rainy days. ”

"It's a pity, creation makes people, today is a day for you and me to create glory again. ”

After talking to himself, Gu Zheng's steps were a little brisk, like a gust of wind, passing through this small courtyard with two entrances, and finally stopped in front of a half-old wooden door.

'Squeak'

The door was opened, and the afternoon sun poured in with the opening of the door panel, making the dust rush up as if it were shining with a golden glow.

The furnishings in the room slowly revealed in front of Gu Zheng, more and more, until he saw the person he wanted to see.

No, or rather, something inhuman.

"Are you back, have you thought it through?" The voice in the room was obviously a human voice, and the silhouette of the light and shadow also showed from every detail, that this inhuman feeling might be Gu Zheng's hallucination.

And if there is a third person in the field now, after seeing the true face of this person, he will agree with Gu Zheng's judgment, this is definitely not a person.

Because of this object that has turned his whole body around, he is wearing a purple robe with a square heart round neck, a goldfish ribbon bag around his waist, a right-angled hat on his head, a lacquered veil on the outside, and black soap boots on his feet.

As soon as he looked at the past, he was the same as the Lord Yama on the stage.

Of course, there are more people who like fancy costumes these days, and no one has stipulated that you can't wear costumes to other people's homes, right?

But if you look closely at the man's smiling face, you will understand everything next.

Gu Zheng was angry when he saw this person, and he naturally replied very politely: "Consider a P, with a Deng Chao's face, I have to pretend to be the Lord of Yama! It's my sin to let you exist on this earth for a second longer, and if the tiger doesn't threaten you, you treat me as a sick cat!"

What else do you not understand after hearing this?

This monster is still a non-human being, and his knowledge of classical Chinese culture is really lacking, and it paradoxically equates Bao Qingtian with the Lord of Yama, of course, the last Bao Zheng Bao Qingtian in folklore, may really go to the underworld after his death.

But you TM want to pretend to be the king of Yama, you have also turned that face into a golden superb! Everyone has a much higher acceptance of Bao Qingtian of the Seven Heroes and Five Righteousness!

You have the face of Deng Chao in the black charcoal-like boy Bao Qingtian, I think you are looking for it!

Whoever is put on him is beaten first, and then he will say it, and it is legitimate defense to beat the neuropathy.

'Hey, you're crazy, aren't you going to die, you know you're dying, you're dying! You're only going to have three days!'

Listening to the other party's roar, Gu Zheng, who was unmoved, did not stop the movements of his hands and feet, regardless of whether the words in his mouth were true or not, whether the words in his mouth were true, he would fight first.

The perfect collision between the bricks and the other side did not produce the pleasant sound of slight cracks in the bones as Gu Zheng imagined, but it was like the muffled sound of his usual boxing gloves hitting the sandbag, and like the texture of the hammer hammer on the pigskin, which was muffled and not crisp.

And everything that follows belongs to the normal reaction of the human body, and the other party does not show the slightest, there is no blood splashing, there is no congestion of the subcutaneous tissue, and there is not even the self-protection of a normal person.

The more this happened, the more Gu Zheng's hand didn't dare to relax or stop.

Instead, he added three points of strength, and kept smashing his head like a hoe!

I suddenly only have a lifespan of three days, maybe it's caused by this thing under my hand, if I beat it back to its original shape, is it those lost lives, I will come back?

This is really thinking too much, this is an urban text, and it is really not a fantasy.

'Bang bang bang...'

Whether it is skill or strength, as a person who often conducts street group fights, Gu Zheng's techniques can be called a textbook-like template, and it is precisely because of this non-stop ruthlessness that Gu Zheng's subordinates in the next moment are suddenly loosened.

The thing that had been crushed by him, powerless to resist, dissipated, turned into bits of golden light, and floated in the air of this small study.

Gu Zheng, who was half-squatting on the ground, still maintained a posture of holding a brick in one hand and relaxing in the other, staring at the little golden light in front of him that was gathering from the scattered air, these substantial golden lights, as if they were also afraid of the bricks, until they drifted to a distance of half a meter in front of Gu Zheng, they merged into one.

When the last of these golden dots gathered, even if the sun in the house was abundant, it also made Gu Zheng feel a handful of golden light at this time.

The dazzling light flickered for a short time, as if a short breath, and after Gu Zheng's reflexive blink, he finally realized that there was really a Western scenery in this world that he had never seen.

A book with a golden body floating in the air, staring at each other as he squatted on the ground, as if the world's most affectionate lover, staring at each other.