"Hey, hey!" Faintly, a girl's voice drifted into Du Sheng's ears.

Turning over and sitting up, although he was dizzy, the familiar furnishings around him still made Du Sheng recognize it at a glance.

Dirty beds, crumpled quilts, mountains of cigarette butts and bottles—

What the hell, it's back.

"Ha, that's weird." The girl's smiling voice came from overhead.

Du Sheng followed the sound and looked up, so frightened that he almost jumped out of bed. I saw a girl in a plaid shirt and jeans sitting in the air like a fairy, staring at herself curiously.

It turned out to be her-Du Sheng rubbed his head.

By the way, what's her name?

"Lu-chick?" Du Sheng asked tentatively.

"You're called a chicken!" The girl glared at Du Sheng fiercely: "My name is Xiaoxi, Lu-Xiao-Xi!" ”

"Oh." Du Sheng nodded obediently.

"Forget it," Lu Xiaoxi stuck out his tongue: "For the sake of this girl's injury, I will allow you to call me Xiaoxi." ”

"Oh." Du Sheng was noncommittal - this "reward" didn't seem to be attractive, and it would be better to allow himself to call her "chicken" for fun.

"Hey, I said, are you really okay?" The answer was a chubby man, his heavy body pressed against the thin chair, and Du Sheng could hear the chair's trembling cry just with his eyes.

It's fat and red.

Fat Dahong's words reminded Du Sheng that everything that happened last night was presented in his mind like a movie.

Du Shengdi lowered his head and touched his chest—although there was still a faint pain, there was no wound, not even a scar.

Speaking of which, didn't you ever get stabbed in the stomach by that little monster?

"Is it because—am I dead?" Du Sheng guessed wildly.

"Quite the opposite." Lu Xiaoxi thought thoughtfully: "If it were an ordinary soul, it would have been hopeless if it was injured to that extent." ”

"Ah, yes." Lu Xiaoxi patted his head and turned his head to look at Fat Dahong: "Where is his body?" ”

"I don't see it." Fat Red shrugged.

"Could it be—" Lu Xiaoxi landed cross-legged next to Du Sheng, stretched out his index finger and gently slammed Du Sheng's cheek.

"Dry······ Why ······" Du Sheng didn't hide, he didn't hide, and his face was hot again.

"Click-" A hair-thin red light ran down Lu Xiaoxi's fingers across Du Sheng's cheeks, and a hot pain came to his face.

"Hey! What are you doing?! Du Sheng covered his face and shrank to the side, glaring at Lu Xiaoxi in shock and anger.

"Don't move!" Lu Xiaoxi came over like a little wild cat, and without saying anything, he pulled Du Sheng's hand away, staring intently at the thin cut on Du Sheng's face.

Traces of green smoke came out along with the slender wound.

"Hmm—is that mistaken?" Lu Xiaoxi pursed his lips in disappointment, and just wanted to leave, but suddenly as if he had discovered a new continent, Shui Lingling's eyes widened.

I saw that the wound began to retract little by little, healed, and after a while, it recovered as before, as if it had not been injured at all!

"Half-corpse, half-corpse!" Lu Xiaoxi jumped into the air excitedly and circled around Du Sheng several times.

As soon as Fat Dahong heard the words "half-corpse", he was also excited, and rushed to Du Sheng, revealing the expression of a scientist studying a guinea pig.

"Half-corpse? What is it? Du Sheng was confused.

"Ah, it seems you don't know it yet." Lu Xiaoxi picked his head: "I want to think about it, where to start-"

"Ahem, under normal circumstances, when a person dies, the soul leaves the body, and the body decays and decays. This is the first case; In the second case, a soul with too much malice forcibly binds the body, but this behavior usually causes the body to turn into various disgusting states, and eventually becomes a ghoul; Like you, who not only retains the soul in the body after death, but also keeps the body in a normal state, is the third type - half-corpse. Simply put, it's a strange species somewhere between humans and ghouls. Fat Dahong took over and said, "But this situation is really rare." ”

"Uh-huh!" Lu Xiaoxi added: "Legend has it that more than a hundred years ago, the big villain who destroyed the Shura Gate was a half-corpse, but I didn't expect to meet the real one!" Eh, by the way, what's your name, Du Sheng, right? ”

Du Sheng nodded dumbly.

"Come on, come on, sign me, I'm going to save it up." Lu Xiaoxi said, and was busy looking for paper and pen in the house: "Sign ten?" No, sign a hundred! If you become famous in the future, these can be sold hahahaha. ”

Lu Xiaoxi's eyes could literally shine with light.

"Half-corpse - a soul with a body······" Du Sheng tilted his head and thought for a long time: "Is it amazing?" ”

"That half-corpse man who destroyed the Shura Gate made a mess of the entire Earth Spirit City, and it hasn't fully recovered yet, don't you say it's amazing?" Fat Big Red pouted.

"Earth Spirit City?" Du Sheng came into contact with a new term.

"Oh, it's hell in your mouth." Fat Dahong waved his hand.

"I'm also a half-corpse, so I'm not also very powerful?" Du Sheng looked at his hands.

I don't think there's the feeling of "power surging all over the body" in the movie.

"This-" Fat Dahong looked at Du Sheng, stunned for a while, and suddenly laughed awkwardly: "Maybe you belong to a more cowardly half-corpse." ”

Du Sheng was almost so angry that he was recited by these words.

A half-corpse that is more cowardly?!

Depend on.

"Come on, you don't even have a decent pen and paper here!" Lu Xiaoxi pouted angrily.

The already dirty and messy house has been turned over now.

"Hah, there it is!" Lu Xiaoxi's inspiration flashed, and a weird smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Du Sheng, let's discuss." Lu Xiaoxi smiled, but this smile made Du Sheng panic: "Look, you can't die anyway, you can't be injured, even if you are injured, you can recover by yourself, I'm thinking, if you cut off your head, will another head come out?" ”

Du Sheng gasped when he heard this.

This ······ What kind of business is this?!

"Don't worry, I'll cut one hundred and eighty, take it back to collect it, and auction it by the way, it won't hurt."

"Rely on it, rely on it!" Du Sheng was so frightened that he was scolding, and the whole person rushed to the door, staring at the cute girl in front of him like a monster.

"You······ Don't come here! Du Sheng slammed the door and retreated.

"Haha, I'm going to come here!" After Lu Xiaoxi finished speaking, he suddenly pounced. Du Sheng was so frightened that he stumbled hard and squatted, and rushed out without daring to turn his head back.

"Hahaha, fool." Lu Xiaoxi covered his stomach and laughed: "It's just a joke, I'm scared." ”

"Hah······ Haha······" The fat big red shrank in the corner of the wall, and the beads of sweat the size of beans had already crawled all over his forehead.

The gentle sunlight shines through the clouds and falls on the bustling city.

Du Sheng ran out of several streets in one go, until he was tired and sweating profusely, and finally slowed down.

"Is this Lu Xiaoxi really a woman, why is she so perverted, she is even more perverted than her coarse mouth!" Du Sheng cursed in his heart, the phrase "people must not be disfigured" is not more convincing in Du Sheng's heart than at this time.

However, when he thought of Lu Xiaoxi, Du Sheng had an indescribable feeling, as if he had known her for a long time, but he didn't have the slightest impression.

Why do you feel this way?

Because of her hair?

Because of her eyes?

Because of her laughter?

Or the faint scent of her as she approached herself?

Lu Xiaoxi······ Xiaoshio ······

"Damn, what am I thinking······" Du Sheng slammed his head hard.

There was a commotion.

Du Sheng came back to his senses, only to see a large group of people inexplicably gathered in front of him, these were either talking to each other or pointing and pointing, but they all looked up, and dozens of pairs of eyes locked in the same place like spotlights.

Following the gaze of passers-by to climb up a tall building, I saw a figure standing on the edge of the roof of the building with his back back.

"Hey, jump off the building." The young man with a cigarette gloated with a grim face.

"Shall I go and make a movie?" Said the young man with headphones.

"Oops, call the police, call the police!" A middle-aged uncle with a fat head and big ears said and took out his mobile phone.

"Well, I think there's going to be something going on here." The supermarket aunt in uniform sighed and chewed her tongue.

"It's just, look at him, it seems like he's still talking to someone." Another aunt also chimed in.

I saw that the figure actually raised his hands, as if to surrender to someone.

So, is there anyone else on the rooftop?

"Ahh A tsunami-like exclamation exploded in the crowd.

The figure has fallen!

The timid person had already covered his eyes, but the next picture had already been fixed in everyone's heart.

After all, if you fall from such a height, there can only be one result - death.

Silence, or silence.

There is no imaginary "bang" of brain plasma bursting, "bang" of broken limbs, or "poof" of feces and urine flying with blood.

There is only silence.

The timid man slowly opened his eyes and looked blankly at the equally dazed passerby.

"How······ What's going on? The supermarket aunt looked at the empty rooftop and the ground where there should have been a corpse.

"That man ······" The young man with the cigarette in his mouth said dumbly, letting the cigarette butt slip from the corner of his mouth.

"Disappeared ······"

That unlucky man disappeared in the air for no reason!

"Street magic show?" The young man with headphones came back to his senses and regretted that he didn't take out his phone to take a picture of this magical scene.

"Sure enough, I'm still making a movie."

"I think it's eighty percent of the companies that are hyping up the news."

"Superman, that must be Superman."

"Stupid, you see his underwear on the outside?"

Every word you say to me, the heated debate is almost in time for a special debate.

"Hey—" A smiling whisper entered Du Sheng's ears.

Du Sheng turned his head violently.

A man in a peaked cap was staring at him with a smug expression.

"Why don't you slip away, waiting to be caught?" After saying that, the man in the cap raised his hands as if in surrender, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

This back, this posture.

Could it be- is he the one who just fell off the rooftop?!