"Yes, it's dead. "That's what I thought before Wednesday died. In fact, Wednesday is not afraid of death, after all, this product is very clear, and it is a secret thing that he can have today, and the purpose is actually just to let himself understand what the law is, so the dark will not let himself hang up so easily, so it is really a big game.

It's just that this suffocating feeling is really fucking unbearable. On Wednesday, I felt like my chest was starting to catch fire, and it was getting hotter and hotter. After that, there was a feeling of swelling all over the body, Wednesday felt that his eyeballs were about to collapse out of his sockets, and Wednesday was even afraid, if he accidentally farted at this time, would he be because he found a breakthrough, and then he exploded directly, just like a watermelon falling from a height, bang, it exploded everywhere. But if you blow it up yourself, just blow up this dirt pit, and don't die that one, will the buddy who was buried alive with you be saved, in that case, it will be considered a merit.

If you let Dark know what Wednesday thinks now, I don't know what Dark will think, it's unlikely that you will kill Wednesday directly, but it's estimated that you can still do it if you get half dead.

Just when Wednesday was constantly suffering from the near-death feeling of suffocation, but the head directly jumped and began to be dirty, Wednesday felt someone next to him stab, and then the crazy pain hit again.

"This is the ...... of the hell I...... No way...... No, what's going on?" Wednesday looked at his situation, and all that was left was his face full of discomfort from the sudden change of images, and of course, a little anger at being disturbed by his dirty thoughts.

"Is this the end of Lao Tzu's life? Damn, it didn't take more than four hours from beginning to end, right?" Wednesday howled frantically, after all, he couldn't shout with a piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth.

The scene around Wednesday changed again, and this time Wednesday was good, at least not sick and dying. It's just that there are a bunch of knives, scissors, and hammers around me, and it seems that my life will not be too smooth.

Wednesday's idea was right, Wednesday's role this time was a soldier who was captured on the battlefield, and he was full of joy that he could go to the international court, and then be rescued, and finally return home in triumph, and Wednesday even thought of his speech, but unfortunately it only took five hours for Wednesday to end his short life again. During this period, he cooperated with an anti-human organization to record a video for four hours, and then after the four people in front of him were cut throats one after another, he also experienced the sour feeling of cutting his throat. Although Wednesday still knew that he couldn't die, but seeing the four people in front of him being cut throats one after another, the helpless, fearful, helpless, and desperate eyes before death still made Wednesday feel uncomfortable.

The time that followed seemed to exist in a gradual and incremental way, and Wednesday lived longer and longer, and felt more and more and more clear.

For the hundredth time, Wednesday was clearly calculating. I have experienced a total of 99 lives on Wednesday before, which is short, but there are still many feelings. I have been poor, rich, good, evil, man, woman, old man, child, in short, Wednesday feels that I have really played countless roles, that feels bad, although I know that I will not die, but I still have countless feelings, just like the 3D movie I watched on Wednesday, I know that what is in front of me is only the screen, today's technology, I will not be hit by a screen with a blue nose and swollen face, but when I see the fist coming, I still have to dodge slightly, as for laughing at myself, I have to hide before I can laugh.

Now Wednesday feels like a mess of hemp, for life, their own understanding is described by a thousand threads will never pass, there will only be shortcomings, Wednesday feels that his head is going to explode, all kinds of negative emotions, gray tones are constantly repeated in their own consciousness, so that Wednesday has a kind of idea of grabbing them, pouring a little water, like noodles, kneading them, and then pulling them out of the head, and then throwing them far away.

Wednesday looked around me, which was already Wednesday's habit.

It's a village and it's peaceful.

There are several old people sitting on a pile of stones in the middle of the village, looking at the dusty play of a half-sized boy and a bare-bottomed child in front of him, the old man's eyes are natural and satisfied, and the child is like the dust raised by them, presumptuous, free, and unrestrained.

Someone approached, and a big hand slapped him on the shoulder, and he stumbled on Wednesday.

"Hey, what are you doing stupidly? Hurry up and help Xiao Jiu carry something. Wednesday's man pointed in the direction of the outside of the village with his bearded chin.

There was a delicate girl over there who was trying to move a pile of miscellaneous items, very heavy, and seemed to want to get them to the edge of the village.

"Oh, got it, Daddy. As he spoke, Wednesday's thoughts were momentarily jerky.

This life doesn't seem to be the same, as for the specific difference, Wednesday doesn't know, the overall feeling is that I seem to be more like a bystander, but I have an unusually real experience.

Wednesday saw himself smile a little, and then bared a mouthful of white teeth and ran towards the girl. When he got in front of the girl, he smiled at the girl again, and he didn't say anything, but directly took the sundries in the girl's hand, and ran happily towards the village. Wednesday saw that his eyes were like those old people and children, pure to see the bottom of his heart, and it seemed that even if the sand fell into such eyes, they would shine.

After Wednesday put the pile in front of the village, which was obviously the girl's house, he ran towards the girl, and the sun seemed to like Wednesday, and behind Wednesday was a happy shadow.

There was still a distance of ten meters from the girl, and Wednesday clearly knew that he should be standing in front of the girl the next moment, and then he smirked and looked at the girl in front of him carefully.

A long knife sprang out of the girl's body, along with the blood from the girl's body, the girl's long outstretched hands, her mouth opening and closing with difficulty, and Wednesday saw her calling her name.

The girl fell, her eyes full of tears, it hurt, it hurt.

Wednesday and himself were like rabbits frightened by the horn, straight and straight there, forgetting about themselves.

Some kind of weapon seemed to go across his waist, and Wednesday and himself fell to the ground.

Wednesday and himself tried to look up at the girl, and the girl slowly closed her eyes. There were all kinds of sounds behind him, laughter, screams, the sound of the wind from the swing of weapons, the muffled sound of men and women falling to the ground as they ran......