"You're running too slowly, hurry up" Jiang Mengqi smiled back at Xu Tai, Xu Tai gasped, "Slow down, I can't run!"

Xu Tai just lowered his head, bent down to rest for a while, and the surroundings were quiet all of a sudden, and there was no Jiang Mengqi's voice in the open space, only a large echo of Xu Tai's panting.

"Jiang Mengqi, Jiang Mengqi ......" did not answer, only echoes, and in the entire space, only Xu Tai's voice was whirling.

Xu Tai couldn't believe that he was lost like this (just because he was afraid in his heart), he continued to run, and the whole funeral home seemed to envelop him, leaving him alone, accompanied only by his footsteps, echoing in the empty place.

"Why am I alone again?" For a young and ignorant child, the most fearful thing is not to scold, not to threaten, but to be alone, and loneliness for a child is to have no one to play with, no one to scold him, or even threaten him.

He walked briskly in the empty place, and when he saw a light not far away, and there was light and hope, he quickened his pace to catch up.

When he stepped forward, he found that this was not a light, it was a flame, how could there be a flame in the funeral home......? Funeral parlor - Flame, this is the place where ...... cremated, "Why did I come to this place? Damn it, die?"

Today's events are terrible enough for Xu Tai, this is the rhythm of death!

Pushing open the heavy stainless steel door, there was the sound of the door rubbing on the ground, like a series of creaking screaks of fingernails rubbing against the blackboard. A row of stoves was like a mirror, dazzling under the sun of the zenith, and a large, thick pipe rushed straight into the sky outside, emitting a long dragon of white smoke.

"Is there anyone?" Xu Taiduo hoped to hear a response, but the truth was that there was no one but him.

Xu Tai couldn't control the fear in his heart, his hands were folded, and he kept swaying back and forth, silently chanting "Amitabha" in his mouth.

Suddenly, a small window-like door opened in the first crematorium, and the smell of burnt corpses came to the face, accompanied by a sound that seemed to be boiling in a pot again.

Xu Tai didn't dare to look at it, in his mind, countless scenes had already flashed, who would be inside, it would jump out, and then ......

Xu Tai saw something that should not be seen, screamed, and then fell to the ground, on the entire white tile, there was a child sleeping on it, he couldn't see who it was in a daze, but vaguely saw a man wearing a pair of green dragon cloud boots came to him, he wanted to scream, but couldn't scream......

The young man's deep voice was accompanied by the noise filtered out of the Adam's apple, and in front of Xu Tai, he whispered softly: "Sleep, brother, I'll carry you home ......." ”