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The most important thing to do at the moment is to write a will quickly. Explain the aftermath.

Hearing this conclusion, whether it was a yellow ghost, an old ghost, or a yellow fat man, his eyes became red in an instant, but in order to take care of my mood, he had to endure his sorrow, only Xiaomi'er seemed to know nothing, reached out and touched my face, babbling. An innocent expression.

I saw that she was not affected by the Seven Stars Needle of the Ghost Gate, and she was very healthy. I calmed down a little and teased her, pretending not to care at all.

I forced my fear and disappointment to hold back the fear and disappointment in my heart, but the old ghost couldn't stand the news of his brother's imminent death, and his eyes were red. He glared at Xiao'er's face vigorously, as if he wanted to eat the little guy.

As if feeling the murderous aura emanating from the old ghost, Xiao'er subconsciously shrank back, and then cried.

As soon as the baby made a fuss, it was endless, and the hospital was noisy for a while.

The old ghost's killing intent became even stronger.

I didn't dare to let Xiaomi'er appear in the sight of the old ghost again, and I also saw the dislike in Saihuatuo's eyes, so I asked if I could give me a place to rest, and let Saihuatuo give Huang Yang Ghost and the old ghost a look.

After all, among this group of people, in addition to my terminal illness, they are also seriously injured, and they can be seen to some extent if they can have this Saihuatuo at this moment.

The dead are gone, and the living have to continue to live, right?

Saihuatuo asked his disciple to take me to a nearby room to rest. Senior Sister Huang asked Huang Fatzi to accompany me, but I refused and asked him to stay here, and I chatted with Xiaomier in the room.

When I arrived at the quiet room, the room was full of medicinal incense, and the sound insulation was good, but it was much more comfortable than the cell, and the disciple was quite respectful, and after helping me to lie down on the **, he closed the curtains for me, turned on the light at the head of the **, and then carefully closed the door. Got out of here.

I lay on the **, the whole person relaxed all of a sudden, I felt that the previous rush and all the hard work had come to naught, and the tiredness hit my heart all of a sudden, and I just wanted to close my eyes and sleep.

But I didn't dare sleep.

The previous four-stroke people once diagnosed me, saying that I definitely didn't live for three days, and that was still under the premise of my recuperation.

So I didn't dare to sleep, I didn't dare to close my eyes, because I was afraid that if I closed my eyes, I would sleep here forever and never wake up again.

I must take advantage of my strength and consciousness to explain what happened after my death, so that I can leave this world without worry and regrets.

After I lay down, Millet jumped up and down in the room, looking at it all curiously, and after a few minutes she seemed to feel tasteless, and came back to me, and I just gasped, took her hand, and sighed softly.

This is a child with a father and no mother, and it is likely that after tomorrow, it will be a child without a father and a mother, which is really pitiful.

Yet she didn't seem to realize anything.

I remembered the way the old ghost looked at her before, and I felt that there were some things that I had to tell her in advance, and after thinking about it, I took Xiaomi'er's hand and said Child, Dad has a few words to tell you, you listen carefully.

Xiaomi'er looked at me with a pair of dark eyes, not knowing what I was going to do.

I took a deep breath and said, "Son, I may have to go to a far, far away place, and after you go there, you may never see me again." The happiest thing in Dad's life is to be a father, and somehow there is a child like you, but the most regrettable thing is that I haven't been able to watch you grow ......up."

As I spoke, I suddenly felt a little emotional.

I looked into Xiao'er's eyes, saw her ignorant expression, and my whole heart was broken, thinking that if I died, would she be very sad?

Will she cry, will she make trouble, will she miss me in the future, as I miss her?

I was full of sorrow, and my voice became choked, and I told her, "Child, before I leave, I will ask my sister to take care of you."

You will follow Aunt Raise Ghost in the future, she is a woman, soft-hearted, and should also hurt children, if you can follow her, I am under the underworld, I should be at ease.

Good boy, in this world, there are many good people, but there are also many bad people, and many people will covet your body, so don't let others know your identity as a Gu fetus.

After I'm gone, don't think about me, treat your aunt as a mother, and treat yourself as a normal child - one thing I especially hope is that you can grow up healthy and have a happy childhood like ordinary children......

Also, if Uncle Ghost is fierce to you, don't be afraid. He is his father's best brother, a brother in life and death, a lifelong friendship, he just can't think about it now, and he will untie the knot in the future.

Child, you remember, your name is Wang Mi'er, you are my Wang Ming's daughter, forever and ever, your father also has a father, and a younger brother......

Child......

As I spoke, I couldn't stop shedding tears, and the tears flowed uncontrollably, no matter how much I could bear them, and I began to blur my mind and feel a little dazed, but even so, I still talked with thoughts.

God, please give me a little more time, I want to tell my child about my life experience over the years, so that she will not take fewer detours.

I still want to live for a while, please, give me a little longer......

Despite such a pious begging in my heart, my consciousness kept sinking downward, and Xiaomi'er, who had always seemed to understand whether she understood or not, also panicked, she reached out and helped me wipe the tears from the corners of my eyes, and anxiously called me "Mommy, Mommy......

Every cry of her hit my heart hard, painful, bitter, and inexplicably gratifying......

Then my consciousness began to blur, I felt like my body was getting lighter, floating upwards, my body was getting colder and colder, and I began to feel that time in the whole world was slowing down, and even starting to rewind backwards.

Countless pictures flashed through my mind, I saw the fight in the small knife village, and saw the pitiful picture of the millet just born on the side of the Yangtze River tidal flats, and continued to walk back, dumb, master, old ghost, one by one, I seemed to return to the company in Jiangcheng, that unlucky trip, and then saw Mi'er again......

When I saw Mi'er's delicate and shy face, I was suddenly shocked and remembered a saying.

That is, when a person is about to die, he will recall many of the most memorable pictures in his life, and when he recalls that he was young, his soul will come out of his shell and return to the underworld......

Then, he died.

What kind of world will people look like when they die?

No one can say clearly whether the so-called hell or hell is just a lie made up by religion in order to make people believe in it sincerely, or whether it is true?

I don't know why, but curiosity made me suddenly less fearful, and I didn't have a nostalgia for the world anymore.

Dead, die, alas...... Hold a giant stroke.

Thinking like this, I suddenly felt a light body, and the whole person floated up all of a sudden, and before I could react, suddenly my ankles tightened, I subconsciously looked down, but saw that Xiaomi'er actually reached out and grabbed me.

My whole body was like a balloon, floating in mid-air, and Xiao'er looked at me in horror.

Why is she like this?

My gaze continued to go down, and suddenly I saw a scene that made my soul flutter, that is, under Xiaomi'er, there was actually a person lying down.

The man was blackened, his face was blue, his eyes were unwillingly open, and his nose was gone.

That person looks exactly like me.

Wait, I know, this person is no one else, he is me, and at this moment, I am just a ghost who has just died, out of my body, the reason why I feel the whole person floating upwards is that there is an inexplicable suction coming from a place, ready to detain me from this world.

But why was Millet able to catch me?

Could she be able to see spirits?

My little girl is really powerful, but even if she can catch me at this moment, it won't change anything.

Now that I am dead, how can I keep it?

I waved my hand at Xiao'er and asked her to let me go, but she stubbornly bit her mouth and shook her head vigorously, I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn't say a word.

I am a ghost, how can a ghost speak?

Just when I was helpless to be dragged by Xiao'er, suddenly, I saw her staring at me for a long time, then stretched out her left hand, cut her heart with her fingernails, and squeezed out three drops of golden blood from the wound.

This blood is like the mercury that my chemistry teacher used to show me when I was in middle school, every drop was round, constantly shaking, and not merging with each other.

What is this golden blood?

I don't know if it's because of death, my mind is a little stagnant, and before I can think clearly, I saw Xiaomi'er drip these three drops of golden blood on the top of my head.

One, two, three......

When the third drop entered my brain, I suddenly felt a bang in my brain, and the whole person seemed to burn, and my consciousness was annihilated in an instant.

Darkness Descends......

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