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Senior sister, along with this misty space, completely disappeared in front of my eyes.

I tried to pull her, I wanted to call her, but it didn't work.

Then my eyes closed weirdly, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't open them.

Gradually, I heard the sound of the clock turning, followed by sobs of pain.

It's the voice of your parents!

I couldn't open my eyes or move, but strangely enough, I could see what was in front of me.

I seem to be lying on the bed at home, Xinya slept here a few days ago, and there is still a trace of her fragrance on it, hey!

At this moment, my hair was red, my body was shriveled like a branch, and my body was wrinkled up and down, and I was even older and weaker than when I was hit at the last blow on the Ghost Gate Slope.

Moreover, there is no longer the slightest breath of living people.

My mother fell silently on top of me, looking haggard, pale, trembling before touching me, and kept muttering to herself: "Xiaohai, Xiaohai, son, you are scaring your mother, right?"

She shuddered and took out the photo she had taken for me a few days ago, choked up and said, "Smile again and show your mother, okay?"

As she spoke, her mother covered her mouth, unable to suppress her grief any longer, and tears burst out of her eyes.

In front of the bedside, my father was standing there, and he was an iron-clad man, who was also constantly wiping away tears, heartbroken.

"I said to drive him away, you have to leave him in Dimen Town, now it's okay, your son is dead, are you happy?!"

Throwing away the cigarette butt in his mouth fiercely, Dad stared at his blood-red eyeballs and yelled at Mom.

He couldn't even bear to look at me on the bed again, and the old tears were rampant: "The white-haired person sends the black-haired person, what's the point of my life, son, Dad is here to accompany you!"

"My fault, it's all my fault! Son, don't be afraid, mom is coming, you won't be alone......" Mom didn't refute, she was so desperate that she collapsed, and she was about to crash into the wall!

The actions of the two frightened everyone, and the crispy meat stumbled up, and the huge body barely stopped them.

The small room is filled with painful sorrow.

In just one day, heaven and man are separated.

Tang Xinya is dead, and I am also 'dead', and there is no more laughter in this warm cabin.

I shouted anxiously in my heart, but I was like two worlds with them, and I couldn't do anything at all.

Am I out of my body after death?

Out of the corner of my eye, I scanned the uncle who was smoking a cigarette in the corner, I waved, I screamed, and he still didn't notice me.

What the hell is going on?

With the strength of the uncle, even if I become a ghost, he should be able to see it at a glance!

On the other side, Tang Xinyou, who was sitting on the sofa, rarely did not cry.

Or rather, her tears have dried up.

She stared blankly at me without a heartbeat on the bed, holding a Tang Xinya's favorite doll in her hand, her red and swollen eyes were hollow and deep, as if she was recalling the happy times when the three of us had been.

After a long time, as if he was a mummy, Mu Na opened his mouth: "Uncle, big rascal and sister, are you really hopeless?"

"Hey!" The uncle sighed deeply, and looked at Tang Xinya distressedly: "Your sister's soul is scattered, and there is no trace of her in heaven and earth." As for Gu Hai, his final blow was equivalent to a self-detonation, his essence and blood strength were completely exhausted, and he repelled the ghost king's siblings, but at the cost of his own death. ”

"Girl, don't be too sad, they don't want to see you like this, since you woke up, it's been three days, and you haven't gotten a drop of water, and if you continue like this, you ......"

After speaking, the uncle couldn't bear the oppressive atmosphere, stood up with his body bent, and slowly walked out of the hut.

Looking up at the clear sky, and then at the white bandages on his body, he sat on the ground with a sigh: "Stinky boy, you conscienceless guy, just leave! Leave me a bad old man, do you feel guilty for the rest of your life?"

I was thinking about how to connect with everyone, and at this moment, an extremely cold transparent chain fell from the sky, and I recognized it at a glance, it was the soul chain when the soul was hooked!

The soul chain recognized me, and suddenly became thicker for a few minutes, and then pulled my soul out with a hard tug on my body!

In the next second, my eyes were no longer my own cabin, but a big red coffin!

I was lying inside, and a dozen white half-body ghosts were carrying the coffin, moving forward quickly.

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

The coffin was filled with the smell of rotting corpses and salted fish, and with every step I took, the sound of the coffin hitting the ground vibrated my eardrums!

Soon, the coffin fell to the ground and opened the coffin, and two figures, one black and one white, rushed over like the wind, which was conspicuous!

"Bi'an, this time it should be a big thing dead, let's take it easy, the sun fluctuated violently a few days ago, and there was even the breath of the ghost king!"

"Got it! No help, you said you were not verbose, annoyed to death!"

Two voices of bickering kept floating out of the whirlwind, and I pulled the corners of my mouth, isn't this black and white impermanence?

Sure enough, after the two ghosts stopped, they found that the person in the coffin was me, and for a while, the ghost's eyes were bulging, and the expression was weird, and it was difficult for a long time: "Brother Hai, why are you?"

Without waiting for me to answer, Bai Wuchang took the lead, and the mourning stick on his shoulder slammed down, and threw it towards the group of ghosts who carried the coffin before.

"Ahh

Bai Wuchang didn't stop there, his bloody tongue hung long, and he bared his teeth and roared: "Okay, you group of pups!

"Lord Bai, Bai Wuchang, this person has been observing for several days, and his longevity is over, so ......" A terrible ghost endured the severe pain and trembled in reply.

"Your ancestors have been exhausted! Who dares to arrest you? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you in minutes?"

Bai Wuchang came down with a crying stick, and then directly stepped over the ghosts, ran to the red coffin, and said to me with a smile: "Brother Hai, what's the situation, you are dead?"

Hei Wuchang still had a solemn face, and walked over coldly, equally curious: "Could it be that the earth-shattering fluctuation in the yang world a few days ago was caused by you?"

Because of Xinya and my sister's affairs, I was not in the mood to catch up with the two ghosts, so I told what happened in the ghost gate slope from beginning to end.

Hearing this, he was silent for a moment, and said quietly: "The yang world is turbulent, and the underworld is also unstable. The yin and underworld qi at the junction of yin and yang is dissipating little by little, and there are already many evil things escaping to the world, I estimate that there is a part of the ghost gate slope you mentioned!"

Bai Wuchang put away his long tongue and thought thoughtfully: "No wonder, there are riots in many places in the underworld these days, I thought there was going to be a rebellion, but now it seems that more and more old demons have discovered you, that is, Shura is still in the world, so they are ready to move!"