"Okay."

I let go of my arm, let go of the mysterious woman, and raised my hand in a proper manner.

"Where's the car? Where's your car? She asked, putting the muzzle of her gun to my forehead and staring at me with her eyes.

"Northwest exit." I said with a random finger.

Her eyes widened, and she said sharply, "Hurry up!" Go for a drive! ”

"Beauty, what do you say? Neither of us knew each other, and all of a sudden they forced me to drive, didn't that sound good...... "I deliberately interrupted to delay time."

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, hurry up!" Annoyed, she raised her hand and threw the butt of her rifle at me.

Recently, I have been in frequent distress, and I have already developed a set of reflexes, so I hit hard and punched her with a backhand.

This punch hit her right shoulder, Nie Qing was in pain, and couldn't help but scream, I was about to raise my foot to kick her right hand, but this person also reacted outstandingly, she shrank her elbow back, and quickly pulled the trigger when she was out of the way.

There was a deafening bang, and I felt a heat in my thighs, and the sharp pain that pierced my heart swished along the nerves to my brain. There was a "buzz" in my head, and I felt as if the whole person was floating, and my eyes were bloodshot for a while, and my legs were rootless.

I shook for a moment, but still stood still. But perhaps it was this hesitation that Nie Qing raised the muzzle of the gun again, facing my face.

"I'm sorry, I never thought of killing you, you had to bump into you." She said coldly.

"Can you ask a question before you die?" I say.

She pulled the muzzle down slightly, and I was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she spoke again.

"Sorry, no." She smiled coldly at me, and I watched her index finger curl up slightly, forcing her to close her eyes.

It was so rushed that my mind was instantly emptied, and I couldn't even think of saying goodbye or saying anything.

You may think that as the narrator of the event, as a witness to a piece of history, and as the male protagonist of a story, every time you come to this kind of life and death juncture, you will definitely be blessed with great fortune. And I've been hit hard several times before, but I've miraculously been unscathed again and again, so a bullet probably won't do anything to me.

Besides, I also have a super girlfriend like Hua Hu, who will appear by my side in time to protect me whenever there is danger. Even if Hua Hu is not there, and Lin Ying, the female captain of the sharpshooter, is nearby, even if she can't teleport, she will finish Nie Qing with a bullet from a distance, so as to save me from the gun.

To be honest, the same was true of the first thought that popped into my mind at the time.

But I can tell you now that all this is just a psychological firewall, and at a critical moment, you can't save yourself by luck.

So she pulled the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun smoked, and the bullet burst out, and it took only a thousand hundredths of a second for the bullet to whizz towards my left chest, and without hesitation it burrowed between the ribs, then calmly shattered my heart, and finally rushed out of my back with blood, and I could even hear the crunch of it hitting the wall.

"It's ......" she opened her mouth, as if to say something to me.

But I couldn't hear it completely, I didn't even feel the pain, and I just fell to the ground.

It was dark, darker than in the tomb of King Deerqiu.

I got up from the darkness and hurriedly reached out to touch my chest, but found that it was clean, not to mention blood, and there was not even a trace of dirt.

I stood up and reached out in the darkness, but there was nothing around, nothing tangible to touch, only a glimmer of light in the distance. I stretched out my hands and walked towards the light.

The light grew brighter and brighter, and I felt as if I saw the exit of a tunnel.

Strange, I was still on the road outside the seventh district of Yuanlongli just now, how now-

The closer you get to the tunnel exit, the more dazzling the white light becomes. I hesitated at the mouth of the tunnel, but I always felt that there was an endless view and charm outside, and that anticipation encouraged me to step out.

What unfolded in front of me was a strange world.

The so-called tunnel mouth is actually a door, and the door is facing a surging river. The banks of the river are covered with white grass and flowers, just like the "grassland" around the residence of the old Kun in the tomb of King Luqiu.

I walked down the steps and stepped on the soft white grass – their feet were delicate, gentle, flexible, and with that feedback of foam running shoes.

I walked slowly towards the river, and saw a flat boat in the middle of the river, heading towards the shore against layers of thin waves.

Faintly, I saw a fisherman on the boat, and from his movements, he was struggling to rock the oar. I felt exhausted, and decided to sit on the white grass on the shore and wait for the fisherman to approach and ask him where I was.

In the distance, I heard the fisherman singing, and gradually, gradually, gradually, I finally heard the lyrics—

"I live in Jihua Township, because of the purple light of dreams. or by the waters of the East Sea, as far as there is no boundary. Flowers are not colored, and wonderful knowledge is empty. The laws are said to be illegal, and the world is a great wilderness. ”

- It turns out that the lyrics he sang are exactly a poem I wrote when I was in college!

I didn't tell anyone about this poem, and I didn't show it to anyone, but I had a habit of taking notes at the time, so I wrote it down in my notebook. But that book has now become a "cultural relic" at the bottom of the box, and I'm afraid I can't even find it.

So, how did he know about this five-character poem?

I couldn't help but look down, only to realize that I had changed into a white robe at some point. I glanced over my shoulders and saw that there were two hemp ropes on it at some point.

The hemp rope was very rough, grinding my shoulders painfully, I removed the hemp rope, only then did I see that I was carrying a book!

I suddenly remembered what Hua Hu had said - when a person just dies, the quantum matter that makes up the soul will enter a state of "bardo body". In this state, people often carry some kind of container around them, and the things carried in the container are all kinds of memories of the person's life.

What the hell is this?!

I instigated Hua Feng to watch countless lights, but now I was shot by Nie Qing, and in the blink of an eye, I was separated by darkness, and even I became a bardo body! And this book, I'm afraid it is not filled with the Four Books and Five Classics, but for the memories of watching the marquee, right?

Since it is inferred in this way, the big river in front of him should be the legendary Styx, and the fisherman who rowed the boat is not the river crosser of the Styx?

Anyway, I'm in the bardo now, so at least it means that I'm not dead yet!

I felt a rush of ecstasy, yes, I must have died biologically by now.

But fortunately, the soul has not dissipated, and as long as the organs can be restored, then my soul will be relocated again and put back into the container of the original body.