Ye Qingli glanced at Xin Yi and Shu Jun one last time, and then no longer nostalgic, took a step forward and turned over and jumped into the lake.

As soon as it was touched by the water, the seed on his chest became restless, as if it was a fierce beast in a cage, of course this cage was not Ye Qingli's bruised body, but the lake dozens of meters deep!

Ye Qingli was right, the bottom of the water is not an ideal living environment for the soul turning flower. Even if the Soul Turning Flower does not die underwater, it will not be able to escape the shackles and will be difficult to grow. As soon as he thought of this, Ye Qingli let himself slowly sink into the deep water.

As the water pressure increased, Ye Qingli's consciousness gradually began to blur, this time, he was really going to die.

In the movie, whenever the protagonist wants to become famous, he will definitely die a trick to set off the sad atmosphere, maybe I'm the trick, my tombstone should say "Cannon fodder armor No. 12138 Ye Qingli at the end of the abyss ghost road".

"Even if I am fortunate enough to be reincarnated and turn around, it is inevitable that my life will be exhausted, and God really played a big joke on me."

Watching Ye Qingli's body slowly sink into the water, everyone on the boat looked at each other speechless for a while. Everyone has their own unique feelings in their hearts, such as people drinking water, knowing their own warmth and coldness.

"This guy is really a man, righteous enough." The fat man first broke the deadlock and sighed, "In the real world, I always heard that AIDS patients will frantically infect others in despair and achieve the dark goal of dying together." If it were a different person, I'm afraid we would really die this time. ”

"Okay, the crisis is over, the deceased is gone, we who are alive must continue to live carefully, don't live up to the kindness of others." Huang Mao didn't feel any emotion, he was the least familiar with Ye Qingli, so he didn't even say a word, "This boat is too hard to row, which brother will take the handle, let's get to the other side quickly." ”

"I'll help you." Hearing this, the fat man came over, took the oars in Xiao Huangmao's hand, and began to row the oars. But no one noticed that after handing the oars to the fat man, the little yellow hair's eyes were hiding their ecstasy.

"Who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"What am I doing?"

Three days later, under the dark lake water, a pale man suddenly opened his eyes, and he was stunned for a long time before he regained his memory!

Damn, am I not the Ye Qingli who committed suicide by throwing himself into the lake? Is Lao Tzu fucking alive?

As the memory returned to the uncomfortable feeling of suffocation, Ye Qingli remembered that he was at the bottom of the lake.

Enduring the dizziness caused by suffocation, Ye Qingli didn't have time to think about anything else, and hurriedly swung his stiff hands and feet to float. Thanks to Ye Qingli's previous good diving foundation, before Ye Qingli felt suffocated, he finally surfaced.

"Woo!" Ye Qingli greedily absorbed oxygen, although he didn't know what was happening, but it was so refreshing to see the light of day!

", Ye Qingli, you are a human or a ghost." Suddenly, a rough exclamation came from not far away, "If you really don't die, hurry up and say a code, Shanglian is the Heavenly King and the Earth Tiger!" You're right! ”

"I'm paralyzed by you, dead fatty, hurry up and save me!" Ye Qingli didn't need to look at it, as soon as he heard this under-pumping voice, it was Dong Sifang's dead fat man. Ye Qingli knew that Dong Fatzi was a person, so he directly scolded unceremoniously, "Lao Tzu will drown in a while, and I won't let you go as a ghost!" ”

"Listen to your tone of being playing the wet temptation of a domineering president? So why am I here? The chubby aesthetic relationship of the domineering president? The fat man rowed the boat close to Ye Qingli while talking nonsense, Ye Qingli was already exhausted, so he hurriedly grabbed the cabin and let the fat man drag him up.

After falling into the cabin, Ye Qingli lay on the boat like a dead fish, every muscle in his body was trembling tiredly, his hands and feet were cold, his muscles and bones were twitching, and a wave of dizziness rushed to his mind.

"Hey, wake up, don't fall asleep, you probably won't wake up from this sleep, I finally fished you up, don't let me waste my strength and throw you down." The fat man kicked Ye Qingli with his foot and shouted.

And Ye Qingli was so tired that he didn't have the strength to talk.

"Your kid's life is hard enough, he didn't suffocate you after being drowned underwater for three days and three nights, when did you practice the Turtle Breath Dafa?" The fat man was a chatterbox, and continued to talk to himself.

"What? Three days and three nights? Ye Qingli was taken aback when he heard this, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the boat was still the same as the one three days ago, but the entire boat was empty, only he and the fat man were left.

"Has it been that long since I jumped? Why are you here alone? Shu Jun: What about them? Ye Qingli asked with his spirits up.

"Alas, it's hard to say, it's a long story, I'll explain it to you later, let's talk about you first, how did you survive? What about the Yellow Spring Soul Turning Flower Seed? Didn't turn you into a vegetative state? The fat man changed the subject and asked.

Ye Qingli remembered the culprit when he heard this, and hurriedly tore open his wet shirt. Unexpectedly, on the white chest, the previous wounds were gone, replaced by a mini soul flower the size of a ping-pong ball, blooming in the subcutaneous tissue of the heart, like a delicate bright red tattoo.

"Damn, this ...... Nima what the situation. "Ye Qingli is a little confused.

"Didn't you eat this thing?" The fat man also looked incredible, "It won't be a demon spirit cultivated in the water, and then it will take a fancy to you, the love is not over." ”

", you're in love." Ye Qingli took a closer look, and the weird tattoo of the soul turning flower pattern on his chest did not see the doorway.

He always felt that in the three days and three nights that he sank under the water, unknown changes must have occurred in his body, but he himself had no impression, and the memory of these three days was completely blank.

What Ye Qingli was most worried about was that he was resurrected in a necromantic state like that female ghost. But fortunately, after various experiments with myself and the fat man, I am still alive as a human being, and there is no better ending than this.

"This can't be, it's too evil. If I hadn't looked at you like a human being, I would have taken you for a ghost. The fat man stared at the soul turning flower, puzzled, "The soul turning flower lives by sucking the essence and blood of living people." Look at it like this, it's alive, and it hasn't eaten you as nutrients, it doesn't make sense......"

"Hey, what do you mean by 'I'm like a human being'?"

Regarding the matter of the Soul Turning Flower, Ye Qingli had no clue. But he didn't think of committing suicide again, because it takes a lot of courage to commit suicide.

Ye Qingli would rather hold on to a bit of luck, since the sky will not kill me, then I must not let down this glimmer of life that I have won with my life!

As for the soul-turning flower on his chest, after leaving the deep water, Ye Qingli couldn't bear the pain of cutting it off and dissecting it, so he could only let it go for the time being. Fortunately, it did not mean to break out again and occupy the magpie's nest, and Ye Qingli temporarily settled down.