It was twelve o'clock in the evening, and another bright moon hung high.

Qin Mu was alone again, habitually sitting on a familiar stone bench in Longtan Park.

This can be said to be half of his home, and when he has nothing to do, he is here alone to look at the sky and the moon.

Holding a canned bottle of Tsingtao beer in his hand, he seemed to have tears in his eyes when facing the sky.

The ground was piled with no less than five beer bottles, and the man was already drunk, but his mind was clear.

I received a phone call today from my former employer.

Because he left the work unit without authorization and did not go through any formalities for leaving the post, he needed to compensate the unit 50,000 yuan.

"What's wrong with me? At this point today, my family has no career, and I still owe a lot of debts......

Thinking about the past, my eyes were full of tears, which fell like rain.

He rarely shed tears, or basically never cried, but today it seems that he has reached a sad place, his tears can no longer be controlled, his hands are on his chest, and his face has a very painful expression - angina, an old disease that he has had for a long time.

At this moment, there was a sudden strong wind in the sky, lightning and thunder.

After a while, a downpour fell from the sky, hitting Qin Mu's already cold heart ruthlessly, as if to wash away the dirt on his body, as if to wake up his long-dormant body and mind, or to wake up his dead soul.

The thunder was deafening, the lightning flashed, the wind raged freely, and the rain poured down.

But at this moment, Qin Mu's body didn't move, and his eyes didn't blink.

Giants generally stand proudly in the wind and rain, and the relentless watering of the one-sided thunderstorm makes the liver and intestines numb.

Qin Mu slowly raised his head, stretched his neck, stared at his eyes, erected his sword eyebrows, opened his mouth wide, pointed at the rainy day, and roared loudly: "You thief who doesn't have long eyes, where can I, Qin Mu, be against you?

Qin Mu scolded a few words, suddenly raised his head and laughed, covering his chest with his right hand, and wiping the rain from the corners of his eyes with his left hand, but where he could wipe it clean, everything was in vain to draw water from a dry well.

The heavy rain was like the flood beast, smashing on Qin Mu's head and face, as if the sky was fulfilling its mission, punishing this unrepentant boy who didn't know the height of the sky, an old man who was abandoned by society.

Qin Mu sat on the ground with his buttocks, the wind was blowing, and after drinking some wine, his body shook and he didn't listen to the call.

Leaning back, Qin Mu pressed his hands to the ground, stretched his legs, suddenly raised one hand, and desperately brushed the hair on his forehead back.

"What kind of thief are you, are you qualified to punish me? In my Qin Mu's eyes, you are nothing, you are not even as good as a pig or even a dog, haha...... You're not as good as a pig or a dog, thief!"

Qin Mu laughed a few times, a smile that was more uncomfortable than crying.

"You want me Qin Mu to give in to you and admit defeat to you, I'm ...... Do you think that if I am miserable and let me hit a wall, I will obey you? Don't be whimsical, don't be foolish and dreamy, I, Qin Mu, just don't worship you, I just don't sacrifice you, you punish me? If you have the ability, you will kill me with a thunderbolt, even if you die, I Qin Mu won't buy your account, haha...... Ha ha...... Haha......"

Qin Mu heard his mother say the most nagging words now, that is, the reason why he is here today is because he did not worship heaven and earth.

Qin Mu cried for a while and laughed for a while, his scene was very desolate, and his voice was very sad.

With the wind and rain, his body also stood up and sat on the ground, undulating and swaying.

Just when Qin Mu was scolding and laughing vigorously, an earth-shattering thunder fell from the sky.

The explosive thunder meandered for miles, like a five-clawed golden dragon, and beckoned down to his Baihui acupoint with teeth and claws.

Fortunately, Qin Mu lowered his head and dodged, but the thunder and lightning still hit the wine bottle beside him, only to hear a crisp bang, the wine bottle was shaken to pieces, and a piece of wine bottle crumbs happened to pierce the artery of his right hand that Qin Mu was covering his chest.

Immediately, the blood was like a gushing spring, and like a flood bursting its banks, it was out of control.

There was blood all over the ground, red all over his body, and his clothes were even more embarrassed, and the whole thing was a bloody person from hell.

His hair was messed up and the wind was blowing, his eyes were red and angry, and his body was tired and tired.

Qin Mu became more and more angry, and stood up from the ground with all his strength, pointed his right hand at the sky, gritted his teeth and cursed the sky again.

"You thief, God, I'll scold you, what's wrong with you? Tell you, I Qin Mu don't have any other skills, this bit of backbone is still there, if you split again, if I Qin Mu blinked, I wouldn't be surnamed Qin ......"

The wind was fiercer, the rain was stronger than the beast, and the lightning shone the midnight sky like day.

The rain on the ground was even redder, and another wine bottle was shattered by lightning, and several pieces of wine bottle slag stabbed into Qin Mu's body.

He was bleeding in nearly ten places.

The breath was getting weaker and weaker, and soon there was a twinkle of Venus in front of me, and the eyes were full of gold.

Qin Mu struggled to stand up from the ground again, he pressed his hands on the ground, and with all his strength, he finally flipped his body over, but immediately fell to the ground with a thud.

The rain was relentlessly slamming into his face again, the wind was howling, the thunder and lightning were blowing, and his life was being taken away.

Qin Mu tried to get up from the blood again, but at this moment he no longer had any strength.

He only felt that his head was sinking, his heart was slowing down, his body gradually had a cold feeling, it was a little difficult to breathe, he looked up at the sky, gasping for breath, and the corners of his eyes flashed with hatred.

Qin Mu's lips had been bitten out of blood by him, he was lying in the water, clenching his two fists, his eyes were about to pop out, and he was still scolding the sky with pleasure, "You thief, God, I just want to go against you, I just don't worship you." Listen to me, if Qin Mu doesn't die today, I will destroy your temple and burn your temple one day......"

Qin Mu climbed on the stone bench next to him with both hands and climbed on it little by little, and it took him about a minute before he lay on the stool.

After another minute, his body swayed and he finally stood up.

At the same time as standing up, the thunder exploded again in the sky, and the lightning flashed, and a ray of light was like a dragon in the angry sea, slashing down crookedly, but it didn't hit Qin Mu's body.

Qin Mu used the last bit of strength and shouted out the last sentence, "You...... You're ...... Thief God, you ...... Why don't you split? I ...... I...... I just don't accept you......" After saying that, he fell into the blood and never got up again.

Ten seconds later, Qin Mu felt as if his body was being pushed by something, and he involuntarily turned over, and then looked around, the stone bench also turned over and pressed on his body, and the brightly lit skyscraper in the distance seemed to be leaning down to the ground, only to hear the sound of knocking and banging, followed by the sound of a miserable crying father calling his mother to find relatives and friends.

Distinctly heard, "Run, ground...... Earthquake...... The earthquake ......"

Hearing the word "earthquake", Qin Mu's ears exploded with a buzz, "It's over, this earthquake is coming, I don't have the power to call people, I can't go away, it's impossible to live", and then thought, "What's so terrible about death......?"

He thought of his father and mother at home, and thought of his younger brother at home, and he really wanted to see them again.

At this time, the sound of the building collapsing in Qin Mu's ears was one after another, and he could almost smell the earthy smell of the building on the side of his nose, and tears flowed out of his eyes again, real tears were tears to his relatives.

The lawn next to him also collapsed one by one, and I saw that a pavilion next to it had disappeared, and a huge crack had automatically opened out of a large road two meters away, and all the people and things on the road were suddenly gone, and what was left was a misty world of smoke.

Soon, Qin Mu felt his body and the stone bench fall towards the gap under him.

At the moment of falling, a phantom appeared in front of him, he couldn't see clearly, he couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure it out, he had no time to figure it out, his body was like falling into the abyss of a cliff, his whole body was light and fluttering, he couldn't control it, and it was like entering the underworld, too many things flashed in front of him, but the light was getting darker and darker.

Until nothing can be seen, nothing can be heard, and no sense is gone.