What a sad king skill. Shen Jungu thought in his heart that it was not an interesting thing to be able to predict the death of others.

Knowing that they would die, but helpless, there was nothing they could do. This king skill can only be foreseen, not stopped.

Once tried, Shen Jungu had a good friend before. The very good kind. One day, Shen Jungu accidentally saw a countdown appear on her forehead. Shen Jungu wanted to save her friend's life, but she couldn't predict how her friend would die. She thought of many ways, and felt that the most reliable one was to let her friends stay in the house at the last moment of the countdown to eliminate all dangerous factors.

Despite doing so, the friend suddenly clutched his chest and fell to the ground just as there was only one second left in the countdown.

She suffered a myocardial infarction and was unable to recover.

From that moment on, Shen Jungu knew that the arrival of the Grim Reaper could not be stopped.

Just thinking about it, the subway has arrived.

The doors opened, and the passengers left the subway one after another.

Shen Jungu also stood up. She saw the old man put away the newspaper and walk in front of her.

As for that black suit, it also followed.

She followed and walked to the escalator.

But there is a lot of foot traffic on the escalator. The old man changed his mind and went to take the stairs instead.

The black suit followed him.

At this time, a white-collar worker in a hurry ran down the stairs.

Maybe you have to catch the subway, and the white-collar worker walks very fast. As you walk, look at your watch.

He didn't see the old man from the bottom up.

Shen Jungu seemed to be able to foresee that the white-collar collar knocked down the old man. The old man fell down the stairs and died.

Is this how he died?

If you stop it now, maybe you can stop it.

Otherwise, just watch him fall to his death?

Shen Jungu was a little unbearable, and just wanted to speak out.

Suddenly—"Don't do much." ”

A voice came from behind him.

Shen Jungu looked back, but saw the elementary school student standing behind him, smiling terribly at the corner of his mouth, and holding a kitchen knife in his hand. The kitchen knife was stained with blood.

The strange thing is that others pass by such a strange elementary school student but are indifferent, as if they treat him as transparent.

That's right. No one else can see him.

Because, he is the Grim Reaper schoolboy - called Death Taro. Shen Jungu had seen him before, but it was the first time he had been accosted by him. As for that black suit? That is, an eccentric office worker, not some kind of death. And the black suit had already walked briskly up the stairs and left.

"I know you." Death Taro bared his fangs and looked grim, "I've heard my peers say that." There was a girl who could see death and predict it. That girl is you. ”

Shen Jungu didn't talk, just stared at him.

Dead Taro laughed, "You don't want to stop that old man's death. In that case, the Grim Reaper will get you in trouble. ”

As he was talking, suddenly, there was a sound of tumbling and falling down the stairs.

Immediately afterward, someone shouted.

Someone was screaming.

Shen Jungu turned around and saw that the old man had fallen to the ground, his head bleeding. And the white-collar worker was squatting beside him, anxiously checking the situation, while complaining: "I didn't mean to." I really didn't mean to. ”

Sure enough, that's how he died......

Shen Jungu sighed in his heart.

At this time, she saw a spirit floating from the old man's corpse.

That's the soul of the old man. Of course, many people call this a ghost.

He didn't seem to have a clear understanding of his death, staring at his corpse, his face was shocked, and it took a while to come back to his senses, "It's just dead." He sighed too. I also want to pick up my grandson from school and cook him a favorite dinner or something. ”

There wasn't much sadness on his face.

When people get old, they die. Probably, many people will be mentally prepared for this when they reach their twilight years.

Dead Taro walked behind the old man.

"Hey. Old man. ”

His tone was rude. I don't respect the old at all.

The old man turned around, "Are you ......?" ”

Dead Taro crossed his waist and put the kitchen knife back in his school bag, "My name is Dead Taro, and I am the Grim Reaper who brought you to Hades." ”

"Ahh It turns out that there is a god of death in this world. ”

"Not so. Let's go. Dead Taro said impatiently.

"But I'm still thinking about picking up my grandson from school." The old man pleaded with Death Taro, "Can you help me with this?" ”

"Nope." Death Taro brutally refused, "Death does not interfere in human affairs. Your hour has come, come with me. ”

"You kid, at such a young age, why don't you have any compassion at all?" The old man was angry.

Dead Taro's expression was very gloomy, "Dead old man, don't make a mistake. I am the Grim Reaper. Not a bear child. ”

"No matter what. You have to be a little sympathetic. "The old man is still arguing with him." If I can't pick up my grandson, at the very least, I'll have to call my son to pick him up. ”

"Are you sick, old man?" Death Taro has a short temper, "Come with me." ”

"If you don't help me, I won't leave!"

At this time, Shen Jungu stood up, "Otherwise, I'll call you for you." ”

Her interjection caught the old man's attention, "Can you see me?" ”

"Hmm." She nodded. In fact, in the eyes of others, she is a strange fellow, talking to herself in the air.

"That's great. Thank you so much. My son's phone ......"

Finally, Shen Jungu called the phone. The person who answered the phone was none other than the old man's son. After telling him the situation, he hung up.

The old man finished a matter of his heart and was very grateful to her.

"This time, let's go." Dead Taro said angrily.

The old man agreed to go with him.

The figures of the two people immediately disappeared like air.

Shen Jungu put away his phone in a daze and walked to the escalator.

Signed Book Question: Who is Dead Taro?