I had a kitchen knife on my head and stood in line for an hour. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In front is an endless stream of dead ghosts, and in the back are dead ghosts that don't see their tails, a bunch of ghosts on the left are excited to fight the landlord, and two ghosts on the right are bored playing chess.

Speaking of which, I haven't counted the real underworld, but it can also be seen from the style here that the underworld is probably not much different from the human world, it is said that this is a transit station, located in the middle of the human world and the underworld, if you want to enter the underworld to become a qualified dead ghost, you must pass the previous level. There's a peach-fed sister there, poking red and bright chapters in the face of every dead ghost.

I don't understand what the standard of stamp is, everyone is a dead ghost, regardless of each other, maybe there are high and low in life, but after death there should not be a distinction between high and low, it's just that the way of death is different.

But a guy like me who didn't do anything good or bad should be able to get through the test, and if you want to talk about the characteristics, probably the kitchen knife stuck in my head is the only feature.

This kitchen knife stuck in my head made me stand out from the crowd of dead ghosts.

"Dude, the way to die is special!" Behind him, the dead ghost with ten stabs in his body grinned and sneered.

The wound on the ten-knife dead ghost turned out to be particularly terrifying, but fortunately he was dead, so it was not bloody, and it could be seen that the fatal injury was a knife in the throat, opening half of his neck, so that he had to talk while holding his head, so as not to have a terrifying scene where his head suddenly fell off.

I don't know how to answer, it's a novel feeling to discuss your own death with another Deadghost, but I don't think Ten Blades Dead Ghost is a good person to talk to.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!" The Ten Knives Dead Ghost kicked me with his toes: "How did you come to hell, wow, did you do too many bad things in secret!" ”

The big man with a gloomy face walked straight up to the Ten Swords Dead Ghost and glared at him with his eyes.

"Look at your mother!" The ten-knife macho man is really a good man, and in the face of a big man who is twice his size, he can also speak ill of righteous words.

"This is the underworld, not hell, please figure it out!" The big man emphasized expressionlessly, this sentence seems to have been said when we first came.

"So what!" The Ten Blades Dead Ghost shook lazily, his head restless back and forth, and he was in danger of falling at any time.

The black-clothed man grabbed the neck of the Ten Knife Dead Ghost and dragged it towards the back, screaming and swallowing in his throat and not spitting out, making a strange sound, leaving only his limbs struggling in a mess, it seems that the big man wants to use his fists to educate him about the consequences of saying the wrong thing.

I wiped a cold sweat, the rules of the underworld are really strict, it's just a wrong word, it seems that the future may not be easy, I am worried and rejoicing.

"Mom, he's got a kitchen knife in his head!" A half-faced child pointed at me and said.

I was so frightened that I took two steps back, and the ghost was afraid of the ghost, but it was a bit too miserable, and I was very angry about being a member of the dead ghost at a young age, but I couldn't bear to see the child, and he fell into a more terrible whirlpool before he understood how terrible life was, which was not a kind of sadness.

"Please raise your noble feet!" I looked down and saw an unrecognizable head staring at me, a woman who had died in a car accident from her clothes, with no legs and only crawling on the ground, and my backward foot was just stepping on her hand.

"Ahh Sorry, I didn't mean to! "I hurriedly apologized, we dead ghosts only poked a chapter in the face, the underworld will repair our current appearance, at that time we will live in the underworld after a hundred years of stable life in the loss of human reincarnation, there are high-rise buildings, want to come to the underworld is also a car to and fro, the world is changing with each passing day, the underworld is not far behind, this makes me feel a little at ease, if it is still the kind of movie and television in the kind of ancient costumes floating around, I really don't know what to do.

"Little brother, did you fight with hooligans and be stuck in the head?" The woman in the car accident crawled around in front of me, raising her face beyond recognition and asking me.

I have a kind guy with a kind face written on it, how can I fight, I don't know where she got the conclusion, but her voice is very good, gentle and gentle, although the clothes are crooked, it can be seen that it is a famous brand, and the living conditions before her life are very good, there is no sarcasm in her tone, it is completely curious to ask, most likely a curious and kind girl.

"Ahh No, probably some aunt lost it by mistake while cooking! "I don't know how to tell her other than this explanation, I don't understand why the flying knife fell on my head so coincidentally, except for the knife in my head, I don't know that the knife aunt or uncle is the one, and I don't know if the guy on several floors is so careless, but I think it's just a misunderstanding, and I don't have any resentment in my heart, most of it is regret.

"That's unlucky!" The woman in the car accident couldn't see her expression clearly when she looked up, but it was a pity to think of it, but it looked like a fragmented feeling.

"What did that black-faced man do just now?" I digressed the topic, my way of dying was definitely the funniest of so many dead ghosts, if you followed this topic, there would always be guys like the Ten Blades Dead Ghost who didn't want to be seen, so I had to find another topic.

"Oh, you said that! That's the Grim Reaper! "The woman in the car accident turned over, probably more comfortable like this.

"Death? Looks pretty good! ”

"Shh The woman in the car accident put half a finger to her mouth and said carefully: "They are very rude, I was brought here by them to line up!" ”

"Huh? Why didn't I! "I'm inexplicable.

"Of course you die with a knife in your head, I was hit by a big truck very badly, but I refused to die happily, probably making Lord Death unhappy and forcibly brought me here!" Speaking of this, the car accident woman's tone was a little low, and the expression on her face was ...... Forget it, it's still basically fragmented.

"Do you have a lot that you can't put down?" I think this is probably a common problem for everyone who refuses to die happily, and the tragic death of a car accident girl is not exempt from vulgarity, I can't see her age, it's really hard to guess what she can't let go, but the kinder people probably can't let go.

"There's a lot I can't put down!" The woman in the car accident wrenched her fingers and said: "I haven't held my sister's newborn child yet, my father has a headache every day and doesn't take medicine on time, and my mother's legs are inconvenient......"

The car accident girl said the same, and in the end the mutilated fingers were not enough, no wonder she was reluctant to report, which annoyed Lord Death, but she heard that she was a very good-hearted person, and this kind of person should not have done anything bad, why did she die so early, and she died miserably, and she will go to the underworld to report after her death.

"I can tell you're very kind, why didn't you go to heaven!" I asked weakly.

"Where is there such a thing as heaven!" A serious voice sounded, startling me, behind me was the grim reaper with a black mouth and a black face, and the ten-knife fierce man just now didn't know how he was ravaged, anyway, he was gone.

Mr. Death has a very serious expression, I don't know if he said the wrong thing, it looks like he is very unhappy, it is true that he is mentioning heaven in the underworld, a little suspicious of smashing the field, maybe my fate will not be better than that of the ten-knife macho man.

"You remember, there is only the underworld, there is no heaven, all dogs, horses, pigs, donkeys, insects, and fish will come to the underworld to report after they die, and accept the arrangements of various departments, there is no such thing as heaven at all!" Mr. Death turned around and walked away.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, I don't know if I made a mistake that wasn't big enough, or if my look was too unique for Mr. Death to bear to torture me, but I don't think it's the latter.

The woman in the car accident stuck out her tongue and had palpitations.

We can talk to each other, she looks a little scary, but everyone is a dead ghost, although the shape is different, but look at it and get used to it, and I don't think it's so scary, besides, she is kind-hearted, and occasionally there is nothing to complain about when she is a little verbose.

Continuing with the previous topic, the car accident woman asked, "Is there anything you can't let go?" ”

Speaking of not being able to let go, a big stone sank in my heart, and the blood flow in my chest was not smooth, and I thought my expression must be ugly, maybe I was about to cry.

Of course, the most can't let go is Xiaoxi, today is our high school graduation reunion, originally I planned to take her to the movies after the party, and gave her roses on the Ferris wheel, but the flying knives outside the sky buried my good life, now Xiaoxi must be very sad, we have so many happy memories, all like bullets one by one I tremble.

When I was thirteen years old, my father and mother were killed in a car accident. However, it is not easy for a thirteen-year-old boy to live alone, but fortunately there is Xiaoxi.

Xiaoxi is a sparkling girl, she didn't have much contact before, just the same class, after my parents died, her family moved to the edge of my house.

I was only thirteen years old, and I didn't have the ability to take care of myself, so I was naturally a mess.

I often see me looking half-dead, and the little girl is naturally full of sympathy.

Later, I became a frequent visitor to Xiaoxi's house, her family is not a rich family, middle-class only, my parents are cheerful and open-minded, but also let me feel the warmth that I have not seen for a long time, the relationship between the two of us has grown by leaps and bounds, from classmates who meet and greet, to inseparable good friends, thirteen years old, if you want to say love, it is only later.

We held hands inexplicably, we naturally watched the sunset back to back, I would twist her nose when I was happy, she would lie in my arms when I was sad, without any painstaking confession or romantic courtship, it was so natural, as if her hand was born to be held in my hand, warm.

I owe her a confession, I owe her a bouquet of romantic roses, I know that she is my bride, it is my duty to make her happy, it is my duty to wipe away her tears, I hope to protect her from the wind and rain to the earth, I thought so from that day until an hour ago, but now, I don't think so anymore, my beauty is shattered, more fragmented than the car accident girl.