What does it feel like to die?

Cold, dark, lonely.

This is Qiu Cheng's experience of death.

As consciousness gradually left the body, a huge black hole appeared, drawing itself in, and there was an extremely noisy sound inside, like a bazaar.

"Is it just like that? It's really unwilling!" Qiu Cheng shouted in the dark.

Just as he was about to be sucked into the black hole, his body suddenly stopped, and an old man staggered out of the black hole with a crutch.

The old man is really too old, his face is furrowed, his body is rickety, and he looks very thin.

"Young man, do you want to live?" the old man slowly came to Qiu Cheng, his voice hoarse.

"Absolutely. Qiu Cheng nodded vigorously, no one wanted to die.

A smile appeared on the old man's face, he raised his palm, and a flame suddenly burned, and when the flame burned out, a yellowed piece of paper appeared in front of Qiu Cheng.

"Sign this contract, and I will give you an incorruptible body and eternal life!" the old man laughed.

"Who are you?" Qiu Cheng asked vigilantly.

"I am the master of hell, you can call me - the demon lord. The old man replied.

"I guess this contract has a price, right?"

"What price can be worth more than life?" asked the old man.

Qiu Cheng looked at the black hole behind the old man, it was hell, right? I don't want to go in so early.

"I'll sign it!"

"Just press your hand on it. A satisfied smile appeared on the old man's face.

Qiu Cheng raised his right hand and pressed it on the contract, and the yellowed paper instantly spontaneously combusted and split into two, one part of the flame flew into the old man's crutch, and the other part flew into Qiu Cheng's body.

Qiu Cheng felt as if a flame was burning in his body, the pain was unbearable, and the burning sensation gradually disappeared after a long time, and he was already sweating profusely at the moment.

The old man's voice sounded in his ears faintly: "Go back and enjoy your few peaceful days......"

......

Qiu Cheng was lying on the bed in large characters, and the clear sunlight shone on him through the window, warm.

"Hmm-"

Qiu Cheng slowly opened his eyes and raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight.

"Just that...... Is it a dream?"

Qiu Cheng sat up from the bed, looked at the palm of his right hand, a flame-shaped scar appeared on it at some point, and felt his powerful heartbeat, Qiu Cheng could be sure that it was not a dream.

He has a heart problem and has been relying on medication to maintain it, and not long ago, he had a heart attack, and before he could take the medicine, his consciousness fell into darkness.

Now his heart is more comfortable than ever, and his heart is beating strongly. Looking at the flame-shaped scar on his palm again, Qiu Cheng was sure that he had really signed a contract with that demon lord.

"What does he want me to do for him? Even if I gain eternal life, I'm just a mortal, an ant in front of the Demon Lord. ”

Qiu Cheng thought about it for a long time and couldn't think of what the demon lord wanted him to pay, so he simply didn't want to, because his stomach was hungry.

So he jumped out of bed and went into the kitchen to get busy.

Qiu Cheng was the only one living in the huge house, which was left to him when his parents died.

Two years ago, my parents died in a car accident, but fortunately, my father still has a lot of shares in the company, and the annual dividends must be at least a few million, and there is such a house of more than 100 square meters, even if I live alone in the magic capital, I will not starve to death.

I simply made a bowl of noodles, brought it to the living room, turned on the TV, and ate it while watching TV.

After three bowls of noodles, Qiu Cheng was finally full, and his own amount of food seemed to have increased.

Qiu Cheng glanced at the spacious and bright living room, it was really a little deserted to live in such a big house by himself, but fortunately, he received an admission letter from the University of Foreign Chinese in the Demon Capital, and he will report tomorrow, and he can live in the school dormitory in the future.

As the sun waned, Qiu Cheng changed into sportswear and came to the park not far from the community, and he ran five kilometers in one breath before stopping.

With his hands on his knees, he gasped for breath, feeling the beating heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of Qiu Cheng's mouth.

Because of his heart, he had never run, and today was the first time in his life, and it was very enjoyable.

It's a good feeling to be born again!

went to the supermarket to buy a bottle of water, Qiu Cheng walked home while drinking, and suddenly a woman shouted behind him:

"Catch the thief—"

Qiu Cheng had just turned around when he saw a figure speeding past him.

"Thief?"

As the successor of socialism, how can Qiu Cheng let this kind of thing go?

Qiu Cheng quickly chased after him, and the distance between him and the thief became smaller and smaller, and the guy in front saw that he was about to be overtaken, so he immediately turned around and turned into the dark alley on the side.

"Whew, whew!"

The thief gasped, saw Qiu Cheng come in, and said sharply: "Nosy guy!"

"Where's the bag?"

Qiu Cheng hooked his fingers, after running so far, his face still didn't blush, he didn't get up and he didn't gasp, and his heart didn't stop, it's very cool!

"Die!"

The thief rushed up with a fist, and Qiu Cheng suddenly found that the man's movements became very slow, like a stop-motion animation, and he easily grasped the thief's fist.

The thief was also startled, and then his face showed a fierce face, and he pulled out a dagger from his waist, Qiu Cheng was still amazed by his skills, and did not find the dagger in the thief's hand.

Burst!

Qiu Cheng felt a pain in his chest, and saw that the dagger more than twenty centimeters long had all sunk into his left chest, and the black hilt was exposed.

"Hmph, let you be nosy, in the next life, be a bad person!"

The thief picked up a cruel word and ran out of the alley.

Qiu Cheng felt that the dagger was hitting the heart, but the heart was still beating vigorously, except for some pain at the beginning, now he didn't feel anything, and the blood didn't flow much.

"Is this the immortal body?" Qiu Cheng exclaimed.

Suddenly, there was a sound of high heels hitting the ground at the mouth of the alley, and a fashionably dressed woman appeared, and she let out a scream when she saw the knife stuck in Qiu Cheng's body.

"You hold on, don't pull out the knife, I'll hit 120!" the woman said quickly.

"Uh...... No need to call an ambulance, I'm fine. Qiu Cheng directly pulled out the dagger, "Don't believe you?"

The woman's mouth opened wide, but she didn't see the blood gushing out, and the phone she had just dialed slipped and fell to the ground.

"Hey, 120 First Aid, please explain your location and the patient's information. Hey, hey, neurotic ......."

The woman didn't care about the mobile phone on the ground, she frowned and came to Qiu Cheng: "Is it really okay?"

Qiu Cheng smiled: "I didn't insert it deeply, but it broke the skin." ”

The woman glanced at the dagger and saw that it was only stained with a little blood, and it really didn't look like it had been inserted into the chest.

Then, the woman looked at the wound on Qiu Cheng's chest suspiciously, and found that there was only a deep wound, and it was about to heal.

"It's good you're okay, or I'd have to pay for your life. The woman breathed a sigh of relief and uttered a joke.