Ahh When I woke up again, I found myself in the dark, the wind was blowing, the pain was piercing, and the putrid stench swept in, making people sick

I tried to move my fingers, but I found that there was no extra strength, and by the faint moonlight, I noticed that there were strange corpses around me, large and small, horizontal and vertical around, and the disgusting stench came from which corpses

Where is this? Is it hell? No, no, how can hell feel like a crow flying overhead? Can. If it's not hell, where would it be?

Could it be that this is the legendary mass grave??? These three words popped into my head, how could this be? A bad premonition rushed to my brain, and I tried all my strength to deny the conjecture, but it was confirmed in the next second.

"Big brother, there are so many corpses in this mass grave, how can you find them??"

"Look for them one by one"

"Big brother, will there be ghosts here?"

"Hell, you're big, close your crow's mouth, isn't the mass grave still called a mass grave?"

"Don't talk nonsense, look carefully"

In the distance, there was a conversation between the three of them, I was completely confused, the only bit of luck was extinguished, the black light was blinding, I listened to the whispered discussions, and even the strength to ask for help was gone, the pain came over and over again, the body was as hot as a fire, the yin wind hit again, and I fainted again

Was it the night full of terror, or was it the horror that enveloped the night, leaving me alone in the darkness to witness an unforgettable tragedy

I don't know how long I fell asleep, but when I woke up, it was three days later, in a strange environment, the sunlight of the past penetrated through the broken roof, and slowly raised my right hand to block my eyes, I fell into deep thought, and sighed: It's good to be alive.

Although I don't want to believe that this kind of time-traveling that can only happen to me in TV or novels, the constant information from my brain and the messy memories I receive that don't belong to me in the first place make me have to believe that this kind of nonsense can really exist, and it is so unfortunate that I can't digest it for a long time.

For a long time, I returned to the impossible reality from the unbelievable, and comforted myself that since God had given me the opportunity to be reborn, I should cherish it, and let me live a good life in place of her, no matter how unfortunate the owner of this body is

"Rest in peace, my revenge will be avenged, and it can be regarded as repaying your kindness for borrowing my body to live a lifetime"

I told myself in my heart that this was a promise to her

I breathed deeply in the breath of the otherworld, carefully got up from the ground, and looked around only to find that I was in a ruined temple, the Buddha statue that used to be high above had long since lost its glory, covered with dust, the beams of the house, the roof could be seen everywhere large and small cobwebs, the rotten cloth strips swayed in the wind, like a ghost floating around, the ground was overgrown with straw, and occasionally mice could be seen crawling at the feet

The breeze blew gently, kicking up layers of dust

"Ahem. Ahem"

I choked on the dust, which provoked a violent cough that tugged at the wound and stabbed deeply

"Wake up. . . Wake up, brother, brother, she's awake."

There was a rush of sound at the door, and I looked up to see three people in tatters, standing in the door with dirty faces, still holding bowls with broken edges and two steamed buns in them

The beggars, at first glance, knew that they were called Hanako, and I looked at them curiously, and they stared at me with equal curiosity

"Did you save me?"

My dry lips moved slightly, and I asked in a hoarse voice, and when they saw that I was struggling to stand up, they quickly ran over and helped me up, and when I stood firm, one of the beggars handed me the steamed buns in his bowl

He said, "You haven't eaten for a long time, give you steamed buns"

My heart was inexplicably touched, and when I first arrived, I was delayed in my life, and the first drop of food was actually a beggar

Hungry, I am indeed hungry, but compared to the pain on my body, I reached out and touched the steamed bread only to find that it was cold, and it was really difficult to swallow when I bit into it, but this hard steamed bread was the most delicious steamed bread I had eaten in more than 20 years, and I ate it with tears in my eyes

After a brief understanding with them, I learned that Dabao, Xiaohei and Thin Man are their names, and Dabao is their eldest brother, according to them, they will go to the mass grave every night to pick up leaks, that is, to search the dead for anything to sell, and that night found that I still have a trace of breath, so they rescued me, because the injury was too serious, I did not have any hope, that knew that my life was hard, and miraculously survived

I can only smile at this and give no explanation, but this kindness is in my heart