A strange voice seeped through the corpse's throat.

It is also strange to say that the various organs of the corpse are described as a compliment to it, and the throat vocal cords are naturally no exception, but the abnormal appearance of the voice has to be intriguing.

Although Lu Shaozhen was not aware of this problem, his focus fell in another direction. That was how he felt the sound coming from a corpse, and that it was, but he felt a distinct tremor in his throat.

I didn't speak, why did I feel this way? There seems to be only one explanation left, and that is that the voice actually comes out of his own throat.

Other experiences are a testament to this view.

The human brain has a role in locating the source of sound, and based on this, Lu Shaozhen feels that the sound is not from the outside world, but more like ...... There are things that come out from the inside out.

Before Lu Shaozhen could come up with a reason, he only felt that his eyes were slightly in a trance, and then his pupils were extremely dilated!

I saw that the corpse flashed like a ghost in an instant, and after Lu Shaozhen came back to his senses, it had already glared back at Lu Shaozhen viciously.

The heart was blocked in the throat, the extreme tension made the eyes want to split, Lu Shaozhen felt like she was being choked by someone's throat, she wanted to scream but couldn't scream.

However, the corpse that was close at hand did not do any substantial harm to Lu Shaozhen, but it was like seeing something to be curious about, exuding an aura of ignorance and helplessness.

Lu Shaozhen found that the situation had changed, and immediately reorganized her mood and forcibly swallowed her heart in her stomach.

I saw that after seeing Lu Shaozhen clearly, the corpse took a step back, and after a thoughtful look on his face, his resolute aura was resolutely revealed.

At this time, Lu Shaozhen finally discovered the problem, that is, how could a highly decomposed corpse see the emotional changes on its face? But he did feel it, could there be some kind of fit between him and this corpse?

But none of this mattered anymore, and the corpse turned around, its back looking rather lonely, and every step he took dragged black marks on the ground, like the entrance to hell, flickering with a hideous aura.

The corpse stopped as it walked to the wooden table at the end of the room.

What does it want to do? It was as if it had been instructed to act after seeing itself, and after a brief weighing of the pros and cons.

Strong curiosity surged into Lu Shaozhen's heart, and his eyes followed closely until the corpse trembled and picked up the beautifully shaped **** on the desk!

Way out...... Eternal life...... Death......

A series of words broke into his mind one after another, and Lu Shaozhen almost expected its next move.

As expected, the corpse picked up the ****, pressed the muzzle of the black hole against his rotten temple, and then staggered around to face the direction of landing Shaozhen.

The feeling of loneliness came from the corpse, this is a complex emotion, Lu Shaozhen knows this very well, but he can't analyze the composition of it, which is also the source of all his doubts.

With a loud gunshot, Lu Shaozhen couldn't help but close his eyes, but despite this, the scene of the corpse falling was still deeply reflected in his mind.

The shriveled skin and somewhat brittle bones exploded into countless pieces without incident, black water splattered in all directions, and some thick, dark brown slurry splattered onto the ceiling, pulled into a thin line by gravity.

The entire fragile head was like a broken watermelon, turning into countless fragments and accompanying the dust in the house. The body that lost its head stood in a daze for a moment, and then finally realized that his head was gone, and his life no longer existed, so he swayed from side to side with a little unwillingness.

There was a soft bang, and the corpse fell to the ground, stirring up dust and raising it slightly.

These scenes are all trivial, and the most memorable thing for Lu Shaozhen is an additional object.

The corpse's eyeballs rolled out slowly, not broken by the huge impact of the bullet through the skull, the eyeball membrane seemed to be fragile, but I didn't expect it to be full of strength, and it stopped at the closest field of vision to Lu Shaozhen.

Why...... Why...... Countless reasons were churning in his mind, and Lu Shaozhen personally experienced the painful torment, which was a spiritual question, like a god hanging three feet above his head, playing an irrevocable monitoring role.

His own corpse committed suicide again!

What does this mean? Does it mean that suicide is a fate that you can't escape?

"How? Do you recognize who I am now? Such a voice filled Lu Shaozhen's ears, and he was not surprised.

With a loud gunshot, Lu Shaozhen couldn't help but close his eyes, but despite this, the scene of the corpse falling was still deeply reflected in his mind.

The shriveled skin and somewhat brittle bones exploded into countless pieces without incident, black water splattered in all directions, and some thick, dark brown slurry splattered onto the ceiling, pulled into a thin line by gravity.

The entire fragile head was like a broken watermelon, turning into countless fragments and accompanying the dust in the house. The body that lost its head stood in a daze for a moment, and then finally realized that his head was gone, and his life no longer existed, so he swayed from side to side with a little unwillingness.

There was a soft bang, and the corpse fell to the ground, stirring up dust and raising it slightly.

These scenes are all trivial, and the most memorable thing for Lu Shaozhen is an additional object.

The corpse's eyeballs rolled out slowly, not broken by the huge impact of the bullet through the skull, the eyeball membrane seemed to be fragile, but I didn't expect it to be full of strength, and it stopped at the closest field of vision to Lu Shaozhen.

Why...... Why...... Countless reasons were churning in his mind, and Lu Shaozhen personally experienced the painful torment, which was a spiritual question, like a god hanging three feet above his head, playing an irrevocable monitoring role.

His own corpse committed suicide again!

What does this mean? Does it mean that suicide is a fate that you can't escape?

"How? Do you recognize who I am now? Such a voice filled Lu Shaozhen's ears, and he was not surprised.

Why...... Why...... Countless reasons were churning in his mind, and Lu Shaozhen personally experienced the painful torment, which was a spiritual question, like a god hanging three feet above his head, playing an irrevocable monitoring role.

His own corpse committed suicide again!

What does this mean? Does it mean that suicide is a fate that you can't escape?

"How? Do you recognize who I am now? Such a voice filled Lu Shaozhen's ears, and he was not surprised.