He pulled his trouser legs all the way to his crotch, exposing his entire thigh.

This thigh is like the leg of a walking corpse, like black glue formed after plastic burning, there is no extra flesh and blood, and the skin that forms pimples is close to the leg bone, and the thin one gives people the feeling that they can be broken after walking two steps.

When I looked at his thighs, I couldn't help but shudder in my heart, it was so miserable, what kind of pee-inducing story was this!

"I have a problem with my leg."

As he spoke, he turned the passage of his wheelchair, moved to the side of the single bed, and lifted the quilt: "My brother's problem is the same as mine."

When the quilt was lifted, a dried corpse appeared in front of me.

The innate qi of this dry corpse is even more windy, and the whole body is similar to that in a TV show, archaeologists found a corpse left for thousands of years in the ancient tomb of a certain dynasty, and it has the value of scientific research to look at the thief.

He stretched out his hand to caress the ribs of the dried corpse, tears flowed: "Our brothers have walked together for almost 100 years, from the late Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China to the war, and finally after the victory, I think we will find a deep mountain and wild forest, not bothered by the world, and live quietly for the rest of our lives, but the injuries he suffered in the early years left a dark disease, and it didn't take long for it to break out, this time to kill him."

"I can't help it...... I can't help it!"

He first raised his head and complained in despair about his incompetence, then lowered his head, and continued with an instant calmness: "When my brother was about to die, our master appeared, and he saved my brother, saying that we are deeply affectionate and righteous, and want to teach us the method of immortality, so that we can be a pair of immortal couples in the world, and be together for the rest of our lives."

"Immortality?"

I muttered, and then asked, "Since your so-called master saved your brother, why did you still become like this?"

"Hehehe......"

He covered his face with his hands and sneered frantically: "It's a big lie, it's a big lie!" The master told us both that if we want to live forever, we must give up one thing, the most important thing for us. ”

"Huh? What have you given up? ”

I shouldn't be a good question.

"I gave up my appearance and made me like this."

He smashed his thigh with hatred, and then seemed to be full of hope for survival: "I have become ugly, I have become very ugly, but my brother gave up a certain aspect of his ability for me, just to let me have no second heart when I am with him." He doesn't want me to feel that if I'm ugly, he'll change his mind. He didn't want me to feel that I was ugly, so he would leave me and find another home for her. ”

"And then?"

I followed the conversation and asked.

"He taught us the art of both hands, and told us that we are now immortal beings, and we should abandon the fetters of the world, so he renamed me and my brother."

He calmly recalled the past: "From that moment on, my name is Yin Changhuan, and my brother's name is Yin Changle." After he finished this, he disappeared, saying that he would find more disciples to teach the immortal learning, hoping that more people would embark on this road of no return. ”

"And then?"

I think it's a pretty exciting story right now.

"We are grateful to him, really grateful to him!"

Yin Changhuan looked incoherent at this moment: "We began to think that it would be good forever." But later, we found out that something was wrong, because the method he taught was only to delay the flow of innate qi and speed up the metabolism. But we're still going to die, even if it's delayed, we're still going to die! Not even the right to choose life and death. ”

"Immortality is immortality, not eternal life, and life and death are the rules of nature."

I, a person who has violated the rules of life and death, have a clear conscience and come up with a truth that is not reasonable.

"If, as you say, I'm not afraid of death, I'm really not afraid."

Yin Changhuan stretched out his hands and wanted to make a final struggle: "But I don't even have the power to control my own life and death." My brother's body gradually dried up more than ten years ago, and little by little he became a walking corpse. I took him all over the country, looking for a solution, even if it was a little chance. ”

"Then I found out ......"

Yin Changhuan's eyes became cloudy, and he seemed to be full of murderous aura: "I found that my shitty damn master is actually absorbing the resentment between the two of us because of this incident, and can actually make us both have an endless desire to survive all the time, so that we both try our best to live, and always want to live."

"To survive, you have to do something that hurts nature."

He didn't give me a chance to speak at all, and shouted loudly and rapidly: "I must do something unreasonable!" to keep my brother alive, and I don't know why I became like this! Why? Why!? ”

"You calm down first."

I watched his mood change from the beginning, and I thought that he might be a psychopath with persecution paranoia and schizophrenia, and he didn't say anything before and after, purely to vent the anger in his heart.

"I'm not calm... I can't calm down..."

He wept sadly, holding his head with both hands, as if his head had exploded: "It's been decades before I discovered an evil yang person, and killing him can only save my brother alone." But I'm also starting to dry up, I saved him, and then let him watch me die? Do you want him to look at me and change into another image?! Leaving him alone for the rest of his life? I can't do it!"

"Bang dang!"

He exerted all his strength beyond roaring, fell to his knees with difficulty on his legs, held the wheelchair with one hand, and begged pitifully: "We can't kill ourselves, we don't even have a chance to end ourselves." So I beg you, will you kill both of us? Would you like to kill both of us?! Please, please! ”

"You ......"

I don't know what words to use to express my feelings.

"Kill me......"

Yin Changhuan frantically acted: "I caught the souls of those spiritual positions, I relied on them to absorb the innate qi, and I also killed two children with a particularly cruel talisman, and used them to make magic weapons for evil sects." My sins are extremely heinous, my sins are unforgivable, I am innocent of death, and living is a danger to society. Please, please kill me! Use your watermelon knife to pierce my heart! ”

"You ......"

I heard him like a criminal under arrest, confiding the whole truth, but his hand and heart softened.

"Kill me!"

Yin Changhuan saw that I was hesitant, and began to fan the flames again.

"Brother Yi! Brother Yi! Are you here? ”

The shouts of the fat man came from outside the door, breaking the embarrassing situation in the warehouse.

"Hehehe......"

Yin Changhuan stopped pretending, sneered in the success of the treacherous plan, waved the sleeves of his hands, and ten red ropes flew out from the inside of the sleeves, attacking me.

"it!"

I didn't react, I was wrapped around my limbs with eight red ropes, and the remaining two red ropes were tied around my neck, and I was a little out of breath, but it wasn't fatal, but it left room for me.

"Brother Yi!"

Fang Fatzi rushed into the warehouse, and the first thing he saw was such a scene, and a vicious anger came to his heart, and he immediately picked up the watermelon knife on the ground: "Let go of my Brother Yi!"

"I won't let go!"

Yin Changhuan's IQ is off the line with an open chest.

"Fuck you!"

Seeing that something had happened to me, Fang Fatzi's eyes were completely red, he took a few steps forward with his knife, and without hesitation, he inserted the blade into Yin Changhuan's heart, who did not make any defensive movements at all.

The blade passed through the body, Yin Changhuan smiled with satisfaction, and the ten red ropes on the cuffs no longer had the strength to control it, and then fell to the ground, untying the control over me.

"Don't ......"