Running out and being caught again is a blink of an eye, and the time is so short that people don't even have time to be depressed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I didn't crash down and smash the ground as I imagined, but I was directly grabbed by the neck by this ghost thing, and my feet were suspended in the air.

This guy's IQ is not low, and he actually knows how to capture the thief and capture the king, and as soon as he makes a move, he will control me who spoils his good deeds.

As soon as I saw the hideous expression on the new ghost's face and heard him grit his teeth so loudly, I knew that he was really angry and the consequences were serious!

At this time, I didn't have the heart to listen to what he was talking about, but I just looked out at eye level, and from this angle, I just saw Brother Biao dragging another string of "sugar gourds" away, obviously they had taken the opportunity to break free and escape into a safe distance.

This made me feel a little relieved, but I also regretted that it wasn't me who ran away? Although Brother Biao is my iron buddy, how can my life be important in comparison?

The new ghost started to push my neck, it looks like I'm really going to hang up this time, but I'm so young and unsuccessful!

My breathing was getting harder and harder, I felt like my eyes were bulging out like toad eyes, my tongue was sticking out, and in a second I would be popping like a balloon by this ugly ghost!

The mirror has saved my life, and it doesn't owe me anything anymore, so—

Mom, Dad, Wang Xinmei, steamed buns, and Brother Biao, it seems that we are really going to say goodbye this time!

Suddenly, there was a strange feeling, that is, when the pain of suffocation was to the extreme, and when it was about to break through the critical point, there was suddenly a kind of liberating pleasure and ecstasy.

There is also an indescribable feeling of comfort that spreads from top to bottom, reaching the waist and abdomen, reaching the knees, and reaching the toes in a very short time.

Perhaps this is an inevitable hallucination when people are on the verge of death, but I do not reject it at all, and even feel peace and joy that I have never felt before, and there is no part of my body that is not shrouded in light.

Gradually, I felt myself light and floating, and even though there was no wind around me, I was slowly rising and rising like a kite, trying to reach a height I had never seen before.

I know it's probably an out-of-body experience.

Now I am slowly separating from my other self, gently separating, as if I am worried that if I am too fast and too strong, I will hurt each other.

However, suddenly there was another change.

Like, stagnation?

It doesn't seem to be.

There was a pause, as if a pause, to make me experience it more clearly.

I immediately captured a different feeling.

Well, to be precise, it's an existence that is not in harmony with my consciousness, and it's a pain of being pinpointed, which is very uncomfortable and makes me frown subconsciously.

I don't know where it came from, as if it was in my body, like a fish pricking the flesh, from the inside out.

The feeling of floating and pleasure just now suddenly stopped, and the kite stopped rising, and the sense of separation did not continue.

I didn't like the sense of interruption and agitation, but I couldn't resist its awakening in my body.

I powerlessly let it sprout and grow like a seed.

Whether it is a fish, a spear, or a swimming fish, they are all similar and different.

It seems to be flexible and transparent, but it has a real sense of plastid presence, it is growing, but it is not getting thicker and harder, but it is like a thread and constantly extending!

From the depths of my heart, it swam out of my chest like a tentacle and shot straight out like an arrow from my shoulder and arm, sharp and unstoppable!

It poked its head out of my tiger's mouth, and it turned out to be a serpentine existence, which was simply beautiful!

Its eyes widened, its head raised, its mouth opened, and it bit down hard without saying anything!

"Whew-"

A scream of terrible pain.

A giant hand fanned at it with all its might.

But it retracted into my jaw like lightning, and then retreated into my body as quickly as it had first appeared.

It was as if I was back in my shell.

The pleasure is gone.

The feeling of great pain returned.

What surrounds me now is a darkness that isolates me from the five senses, making it impossible for me to hear, see, speak, distinguish between smell and light, and think.

Then there was that feeling of oppression and suffocation, as if I was now sinking to the bottom of the unfathomable water.

Then he was dragged by a huge force and moved quickly above the water!

"Bang!"

Out of the water, the fish jumped out of the water, like a cannonball.

The huge feeling of oppression disappeared, and my body seemed to swell many times at once, uncomfortable, uncomfortable, and uncomfortable!

I landed on the ground like a ball, bouncing uncontrollably countless times, and then the inertia disappeared and came to a standstill.

I felt the burning pain in my neck again, the coldness and dampness of the ground, the wind and the light, but before I could open my eyes, I groaned in pain, and immediately fainted.

......

Then wake up.

Before I opened my eyes, I knew that I had picked up another life.

And I knew that it must have been the little snake that had appeared at the most critical moment and bit the ugly ghost fiercely.

However, I was a little disappointed that I couldn't fully experience the feeling of pleasure just now.

Of course, if this wish is fulfilled, it means that I have already gone to another world.

It's really tiring and painful to be alive, but compared to the lonely pleasure of the illusion just now, the reality of being alive is down-to-earth.

For example, now, my eyes are still closed, but I can clearly feel that I am lying on the ground in front of the new grave, and it is still raining in the sky, and it is cold and painful, and it is extremely uncomfortable.

This made me can't help but scold Brother Biao in my heart: "Yang Wubiao, are you a pig? If you wait in the car, you will really be a turtle with a shrunken head, and I don't know how to be flexible, even if I think with my toes, I know that I should come to collect the corpse of Lao Tzu!"

Brother Biao's name is Yang Wubiao, and I have written down this hatred.

Then I heard the sound of all kinds of tools clanging, digging and shoveling, and Mr. Yin and Yang were charging his gods, directing the families of the deceased to work here and there.

It's okay, I know they must be dealing with the aftermath now.

It was from Mr. Yin Yang's words that I knew that after experiencing life and death, he finally knew what to do this time.

Since there's nothing left for me here, I'd better go back to the car.

I tried to struggle, but I felt weak and my throat was still hotly sore.

I had to open my mouth, let the rain fall in, swallow it again, and moisten it.

It took another ten minutes or so to recuperate and regain my strength, and I decided to try to get myself up again, because I was shivering with cold now, and if I lay down again, I might catch a cold.

Since no one can take care of me, I can only save myself.

It took me a lot of effort to turn my lying body into a sitting position.

There is no way, but to come little by little in stages, and the physical strength of the recovery just now has been exhausted.

Now I can only sit on the ground, accumulating enough strength to stand up.

After a while, there was still no one on Brother Biao's side, as if they had forgotten me.

I couldn't help but sigh, and I couldn't help but feel a little desolate and lonely in my heart.

It seems that you still have to rely on yourself.

I reached out and grabbed a clump of young grass in front of me, began to prepare, and then cheered myself on: "One, two, three...... Up!"

Unfortunately, the tender grass was too weak to withstand my fierce exertion and was torn off at once, and not only did I fail to stand up, but I fell to the ground again by the inertia brought about by my excessive movements.

I'm convinced.

I gave up this futile effort and decided to take a different approach.

Stretch myself out, lie down relaxed, let the rain shower, soak up my feverish brain, and then I close my eyes and shout:

"Who's then? Are you free? Come and help me!"

Now there was a reaction. Two of the people who were working threw down their tools and ran towards me in the rain, and the soles of their feet splashed mud and water on my face.

Instead of being annoyed, I was happy, and I started laughing.

After a few moments, with their help, I finally stood up and looked around, and it felt so good!

I said, "Thank you!"

The two people who helped me up smiled innocently, but they couldn't find the right words to say to me, and they were a little at a loss.

At this time, Mr. Yin Yang slowly walked to him with an umbrella.