What does death smell like?

It's the smell of the wind, the smell of the dirt after the rain, the smell of tears, the smell of rust that fills your mouth with broken internal organs.

It's the smell of sadness.

It was like a silver mountain spring flowing quietly, and I could only watch it pass, the wind blowing the ripples on the water, and the quiet tears flowed down my face for a moment.

Regret, remorse, unwillingness, loneliness.

The infinite height of the wall lies across the wilderness, blocking all life, infinitely high upwards, infinitely wide horizontally, and it stands silently here in the darkness since ancient times, representing the end of everything.

The unspoken words, the unfinished things, the unfulfilled love, all came to an abrupt end.

This is death.

Raindrops fell on the ceiling, and the dull sound of pounding through the concrete echoed through the empty gymnasium, and the mere breath made my whole body burn.

Wei Jushu managed to barely take his gaze off the ceiling with all his might, and the entire room sank into complete darkness, and the bodies of countless people were stacked near the exit without knowing whether they were dead or alive.

Only the black blood slowly penetrated, and he was like an oxygen-hungry fish stranded on the beach, and with the slightest breath, the air would mingle with the blood gushing out of his throat and glow with pink blood foam.

He didn't need to look at it, he knew that all his muscles and bones were in tatters, and Wei Gushu, who had lost his strength, could only let his crumbling spine return to place with his head in place, lying on his back on the wooden podium, his eyes only the only searchlight hanging above his head swaying slightly.

"Did I succeed?"

"Are there any survivors among my classmates and teachers?"

"Is that thing dead?"

"Has the girl lived?"

"There are still a lot of questions to ask her, what is an anomaly? What is Soul Pressure? What is Law? Could it be that there are still many people in the world who can see them? ”

“........ Am I going to die? ”

The light was harsh, and the boy wanted to cry as he smelled the familiar smell of the dusty podium and the unfamiliar smell of blood.

He looked at the sky in front of him, his body felt so cold because of the excessive blood loss, and his vision began to blur from the inside out.

"We exist because of the anomaly"

The anomalies said this, slurring, clumsily learning the pronunciation of the phrase, desperately trying to say something.

"We exist because of the anomaly."

People said this, their voices with an indissoluble melancholy and solemnity.

"One should not die with remorse."

Wei Gu thought so.

The wind blew the smell of loneliness, and he closed his eyes but saw more.

The wind... The ..... that never stops

Wei Gushu closed his eyes, he had experienced unimaginably tragic battles, and he accepted such a death.

"People don't deserve to die with remorse because of that kind of monster, but I accept the end of my life."

He thought so.

"I stood up and fought to the death, and I smashed its head with a basketball hoop....... I accept my final outcome. ”

He thought of the muscles in his arms stretched to the point of festering when he lifted the huge steel, but he didn't care.

I accept.

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"You two...... Alas....."

"One is my teacher, and the other is my former classmate and current colleague, what can I say?"

Zhenjun and Gu Wen were silent, each holding a completely different choice, Xuan Qing sighed quietly, knowing that his days of touching the fish were over, if he didn't say something and do something, I was afraid that Gu Wen would have to do something again.

He walked over to Wei Gushu and squatted down quietly, and poked Wei Gushu, who was already a puddle of flesh, with his hand.

"Xuanqing, he has broken bones all over his body, you give me care."

Gu Wen glared at Xuan Qing, who was wearing a black windbreaker and carrying a sword spike and long sword, and the latter waved his hand casually.

"Boy, can you still hear me?"

Wei Gushu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and such a small movement could not escape the eyes of the three people present, and Xuan Qing laughed freely as if he had guessed.

"Hey, let me tell you, young man, there are two people now, the two of them, one is ready to kill you, the other is ready to save you, and I'm ..... I want to ask you and hear your opinion. ”

Xuan Qing squatted beside him and said.

"Do you want to live?"

"Zhenjun, according to the abnormal guidelines of the Ministry of Public Security, I can submit a formal application to Shui Feng Boss, follow the laws of the country, let him empty his memory and live, become a so-called normal person, and ensure the safety of his life, right?"

Xuan Qing said to Zhenjun with a smile, unceremoniously moved out of the guidelines of the Ministry of Public Security of Shui Feng and the country, and no one can say anything if he goes directly to the rules and regulations, and the most important thing about Shui Feng is order and stability.

Or..... Is there another possibility? ”

Xuan Qing squinted and smiled, tilting his head and waiting for the familiar Gu Wen to say the words he often said.

"Let him choose his own destiny."

“......”

Zhenjun stood with his hands behind his back, Gu Wen didn't waver in the slightest, he just looked at Wei Gushu.

Wei Gu closed his eyes.

He's not a bad guy, and he won't take the initiative to help everyone.

He is a man who cannot refuse a call for help, and he is also a man who cannot watch others suffer misfortune.

If someone reaches out to him for help, he responds.

If the man cried out for a hero to save him, then Wei Gushu would be her hero, smashing through the darkness and descending here.

He has seen countless things, powerless things, he accepts people's birth, old age, sickness and death, which is caused by the destiny of heaven, but when he sees that the abnormality wants to play with human life, he feels unacceptable.

"People shouldn't die like this, they shouldn't die with remorse."

He opened his eyes suddenly, even if none of his bones were intact and all his internal organs were broken, his eyes were still quiet and bright, like a quiet burning black sun.

"Looks like I don't have to ask anymore."

Gu Wen helped him sit up and looked back at Zhenjun.

"Teacher, this is his choice, and I want to respect his choice."

“.......”

"You said that, right? Even mortals are qualified to confront the gods, so don't forget your equality with others because of your own strength. ”

Xuan Qing added oil and vinegar on the side.

"You took my class in your sophomore year and slept all the time, but I didn't expect to remember what I said."

The first time Zhenjun spoke, there was a subtle smile in his serious language.

"I've always remembered, teacher."

Xuan Qing scratched the back of his head helplessly, unlike his personality, he was a standard honor student when he went to school in the north.

The limbs were shattered, the internal organs were bleeding profusely, and the respiratory tract was even more tattered, which made Wei Gu Shu bear severe pain even if he breathed, and in addition to the invisible soul rift that was constantly expanding, there was no possibility of survival at all.

If ordinary people are injured like this, most of them will hang their heads, close their eyes and wait for death.

But Wei Gushu is still trying to breathe, and the blood stains on the side of his mouth that are not completely dried up move little by little with the rhythm of slow breathing, which is the most fundamental desire to survive of people.

Even if his limbs are shattered and his internal organs are flowing out, he is still trying to live at this moment, even if it is a gray life that is rotten to the core, Wei Gushu still wants to live.

He still wants to live, which is the most basic, simplest, and fundamental desire of life.

"I can't watch a teenager die because of the iron law, he didn't give up himself, I want to try."

Gu Wen said.

"Well, isn't that nice?"

A casual voice suddenly came, it was a young man wearing an army green hooded trench coat, with black semi-long hair, and the dark green color in the tips of the hair was particularly eye-catching.

"Sorry, it's late..... The light notes and treatment department should also be on the way. ”

The visitor ignored the solemn atmosphere of everyone in the venue and looked directly at Wei Gushu who was sitting on the ground.

"If the average person is injured like this, most of them will hang their heads, close their eyes and wait for death."

The young man, who didn't care about anything, looked at Wei Gushu and decided at random, obviously it was still raining outside, but there was not a trace of rain or wetness on his body.

"It's fun to invite him to school, isn't it?"

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"Alas..... You said that Zhenjun is not angry, right? You can't be mad at me, can you? ”

The on-call town anomalies wore black trench coats and walked into the gymnasium, and a petite and cute girl commanded the medical team and the town anomalies who arrived first to deal with the unconscious students and teachers in the gymnasium in an orderly manner, and another group to deal with the bodies on the ground.

Xuan Qing was wearing a black windbreaker, carrying the long sword with a sword spike on his back, standing at the back of the line, whispering to Gu Wen, who was wearing a motorcycle jacket beside him.

"It's okay, probably."

Gu Wen scratched his head and sighed, and Xuan Qing wanted to sigh even more.

"When I was a freshman, I chose Zhenjun's Abnormal Basic Studies, and at that time he praised me for being smart......"

"How long have we both graduated?"

Gu Wen patted Xuan Qing's back with his hand, put on the headphones, and walked out by himself.

"I'll be too conspicuous to stay here, and I'll call later."

The red-haired hero, who is currently very rarely active, is here like a pestle like a wood, which really makes people passing by look at it twice, muttering in their hearts what happened.

Even if these external reasons are excluded, a tall two-meter red-haired man standing is enough to attract attention.

"It's not the Ministry of Public Security, it's good....."

Xuan Qing shrugged his shoulders, looked at his captain, and led the team to see if he had nothing to do, and was about to sneak out behind Gu Wen to smoke a cigarette.

"Group A, choose a few people who are above grade C, be careful, go and store that abnormal body, Xiaowen, Xuanqing! You two give me back! Don't want to go out for a cigarette and be lazy! You personally lead the team to clean up the body! ”

The petite girl named Light Note crossed her waist and shouted at the two people who wanted to sneak out like a fried kitten, and Gu Wen scratched her head embarrassedly and walked back after being discovered.

"What about logistics? Who is responsible for contacting? Have them contact the local police chief, cordon it off, and disguise it as an accident. ”

"Principal Su, they asked you what kind of accident is better to disguise?"

"Let's just say that the beam of the gymnasium fell, and symbolically punish the builder, and return it to them after the fine, and then give them some more consolation money."

"Okay, principal, there will be a municipal engineering truck coming in later."

"Well, let them as soon as possible, I'm going to see the camouflaged scene before dawn."

"Miss Su, there are so many students and teachers, and the psychological hints can't be handled, can you have some more people?"

"Mr. Sun, don't worry, I've already asked all the town anomalies in the academy who are good at the relevant [Fa] to rush over, let's just follow the original pace, it should be in time."

"Okay."

"Sister Qing, we have transferred the teenager to the hospital, disguised as a traffic accident, contacted the family and the hospital, the ambulance was full of our people, and the sister of Hua Zheng Sanpin is using [Fa] auxiliary treatment."

"What's going on with him now?"

"His body is rapidly saving itself, the bleeding from internal organs has stopped, and he is basically out of danger, but the trauma may need to be recuperated for a long time, at least for a few months without getting out of the hospital bed..."

"I understand, I'll go to the hospital when I'm done with this, remember to give him enough comfort, and compensation, from our public funds."

"Okay."