On the bed, Li Qing casually turned off the alarm clock and lay quietly without moving. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"No, that's not right, we must find out what the problem is."

"In the room, I have already checked the first few times I died, and there is nothing suspicious."

"The rest...... It should be outside! ”

At this time, outside the door, the two men carrying the cabinet, shouting the number, went upstairs.

Li Qing's eyes moved, and he immediately took his clothes, and while putting them on his body, he opened the door and walked out.

The previous deaths have already found some death triggers for him, and if he doesn't use the known death triggers to go out now, it is likely that when the time of those death triggers passes, a new round of deaths will come again.

At that time, in the face of an unknown new round of death trigger point, Li Qing was likely to be suddenly killed by various coincidences.

Sitting at the position of the roadside breakfast stall, Li Qing silently drank soy milk, and looked calmly at a crazy red car rushing onto the sidewalk on the side of the road.

"Tsk, in today's society, I don't even feel at ease when I walk."

An old man who was also eating breakfast put down the newspaper in his hand, helped his reading glasses, glanced at the traffic accident in the distance, and then looked down at the newspaper with an indifferent look.

Li Qing glanced at the old man and ignored it.

"Young man, your fried noodles." A stall owner next door carried a packaged fried noodle and handed it to Li Qing.

Li Qing nodded, and was about to pay for it, bang! A deafening explosion rang out.

Li Qing was shocked in his heart, and secretly said that it was bad.

Sure enough, he didn't even have time to react, and a bite of the iron pot exploded in half, and half of it penetrated through Li Qing's body at an extremely fast speed.

"Ahh My stall!! ”

Looking at the stalls that were blown apart after the gas tank exploded, the stall owners selling fried noodles were overwhelmed with grief.

Li Qing opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but before he could make a sound, his body split in half, mixed with blood, and slowly slipped to the ground.

Pig......

The alarm goes off again.

"Nima!"

slammed his fist on the bed, and Li Qing's face turned angry.

What kind of bullshit reincarnation is this, let him die like this all the time.

Although he was not hurt at all after the resurrection, he remembered how he died, and remembered the pain in his body when he died. This kind of pain, after waking up, will turn into a kind of painful shadow in the heart.

This is a medically psychological post-traumatic disorder in which you subconsciously feel that the injuries you received during your last death are also present in your new and intact body.

"Damn, if I continue like this, I'm going to be mentally ill."

"This is exactly thirty-six ways to die!"

Li Qing shook his head, no, it can't go on like this.

Got up and opened the door and walked out.

Pig......

Pig......

Pig......

Again and again, again and again.

On several occasions, Li Qing was in a state of exhaustion and gave up on himself.

However, it is still death.

Even, what earthquakes, satellite falls, etc., these incredible accidents were completely eaten by Li Qing and died.

Seventy-three times!

One hundred and five times!

One hundred and thirty-nine times!

Two hundred and fifty-six times!

Li Qing sat quietly on the bed, he had experienced too much death, from wanting to find a way out, to numbness and self-abandonment, then to resentment, and finally resentment turned into Gujing Wubo, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

In this resurrection, Li Qing did not turn off the alarm clock, while listening to the singing on his mobile phone, humming softly, and wearing shoes.

After putting on his shoes, Li Qing stood up and stomped his feet.

With a satisfied smile, Li Qing poured a few pieces of gum and chewed the gum and went out.

Walking casually, Li Qing ran a few steps faster, stopped in place for a few seconds, and then deliberately curled up and hid in a corner.

The action is full of weirdness.

However, it was in these strange actions that countless coincidences and accidents occurred around him, and Li Qing survived again and again.

These dodges, in fact, were all tried by him after dying again and again.

Going out earlier than the two men who carried the wooden cabinet, or going out late, or not going out at all, Li Qing has tried and experienced death.

"Hey, uncle, what newspaper do you read?" Li Qing stretched out his hand and directly took the newspaper that the old man was reading.

Well, it's not self-cooked, after all, Li Qing has already eaten breakfast at the same table with this uncle ninety-two times.

Of course, every time Li Qing died, everything would be reincarnated and reset, and this uncle naturally didn't know that there was such a young man who had breakfast with him ninety-two times.

"People now......" The old man shook his head, trembled his withered hands slightly, took off the reading glasses he was wearing, and was about to take a sip of soy milk.

Laugh at!

Under the cover of the newspaper, Li Qing held a fruit knife in his hand, and unexpectedly stabbed directly into the old man's chest.

"Ah!! You ......" The old man had an expression of disbelief in horror, his body fell to the ground, one dry palm tightly grasped Li Qing's hand, and the other palm covered the wound on his chest, blood quickly flowed from between his fingers.

"Murder! Please don't kill me!! Help me!!! The old man shouted in horror.

Li Qing smiled, pulled out the knife, and stabbed the old man a few times in a row.

Mouthfuls of blood spurted out.

"You...... Why...... Kill me?! The old man looked at Li Qing unwillingly, the blood foamed from his mouth, his breath was weak, and he was about to die.

"You...... It's really good to load! Li Qing shook his head, looked at the old man lying on the ground, covered in blood, shook his head, and the knife in his hand stabbed down again.

Swish!

The miserable old man who was dying disappeared in an instant, and a figure wearing a black cloak and tightly wrapped around his body suddenly appeared on a wooden stool on the side.

And everything around, except for Li Qing, was all still.

The black-robed figure gently picked up the old man's soy milk, took a sip, and then looked at Li Qing, "How did you find out?" ”

Li Qing glanced at the black-robed figure, and then looked down at the fruit knife in his hand. There was no blood at all on the snow-white silver knife.

Throwing the knife in his hand to the ground at will, Li Qing sat down with a big grin, picked up his soy milk, and took a sip, then said slowly:

"Quite simply, I've died two hundred and fifty-six times, ninety-two of them come here to sit at the same table with you for breakfast.

In these ninety-two times, I changed my tricks and ordered all kinds of breakfast to eat, but the old man who sat at the same table with me for breakfast, every time he drank lean pork and preserved egg porridge in front of me, but this time, the ninety-second time, it was replaced by soy milk!

Hehe, I have been reincarnated two hundred and fifty-six times in death, and every time something happens, it is exactly the same, it has never changed, and this time, only you, have changed. ”

"Hehe......" The black-robed man shook his head, his tone was a little helpless, "No way, you came here to eat breakfast ninety-two times, and I still have to eat a few bites of bought breakfast occasionally in order not to show my feet." ”

"But, ninety-two times, every time I eat lean pork and egg porridge, I'm tired of eating it for a long time!

Even, let alone eating it, I want to vomit as soon as I smell that smell. I changed it to lighter soy milk, but I didn't expect that such a subtle place was still discovered by you. ”

The black-robed man shook his head, and in one breath, drank all the soy milk in the bowl.

Li Qing smiled, rubbed his hands, and looked at the black-robed figure with an attentive expression, "That, I found you, it should be regarded as finding a way to survive and leave the game, right?" ”

The black-robed man nodded, and said with some jokingness: "I designed the game as an old man, and if you kill him, it is equivalent to killing the designer, and the game will naturally end." Now, as long as you tell me who I am, you can leave the game. ”

Hearing the words of the black-robed man, Li Qing's heart finally fell.

He had died more than two hundred and fifty times in reincarnation, and each time it was a coincidental death, and he had had enough of it a long time ago.

However, this reincarnation game has changed his mood and will a lot, and even, it is vague, as if he feels a calm state of mind.

"Your identity ......" Li Qing's eyes flashed with thought, remembering the story of the oil painting, and looking at the black-robed figure with bright eyes, "Death!! ”

In this game, there are two reincarnation worlds, and between these two reincarnation worlds, there is a common hub - oil painting!

Sisyphus was punished by the gods, and countless oil paintings of pushing stones were reincarnated.

In the background of this popular oil painting story, the reason why the gods punished Sisyphus is because Sisyphus trapped the god of death and deceived the god of death!

Then, the identity of this black-robed figure is naturally obvious.

"Hehe......" Death chuckled twice, "Yes, I am indeed the Grim Reaper, to be precise, I am a remnant of the Grim Reaper." ”

"Little one, I am very optimistic about you, and I hope you can live in the future. Well, now, you're good to go! ”

The Grim Reaper glanced at Li Qing, and with a wave of his hand, Li Qing's body disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, the originally static city streets, at the moment when Li Qing disappeared, were all shattered like mirrors, revealing a wilderness.

"You're bullish on him?"

On the wilderness, a bearded man who was pushing a stone, dressed in a tattered linen clothes, glanced at the Grim Reaper at the foot of the mountain, and continued to push the stone, "You deliberately showed up just to get involved with him?" ”

"Sisyphus, we both have only a wisp of remnants left to survive, so there is no need to test each other. Actually, I'm just a dead horse as a live horse doctor, sprinkling some seeds indiscriminately. Death smiled sadly, his eyes flashing with a hint of strangeness.

"Besides, it's not like you haven't seen that kid has died so many times, and his mood has changed...... If you survive in the future, maybe you can use it again. ”

"Don't dream, Lucifer won't allow you to come back to life."

The bearded man, speaking in an indifferent tone, slowly pushed the huge stone and climbed the towering hillside again.

"And don't forget the Great Being, the purpose of which He manipulated it all......"

The Grim Reaper didn't speak, his eyes looked up at the sky gloomily, and his body disappeared little by little.