Passersby Through the Cannon Fodder of the End Times

"Zhong Feng squinted his eyes, raised his head in a daze and looked at me. I was speechless, so I lifted my chin and signaled Zhong Feng to look at Song Ningchen. Good fellow, after seeing Zhong Feng, he was awake, but he Also lost his voice.

At this moment, Song Ningchen suddenly looked at us and said: I died so miserably, I was so unwilling!

The voice of a big master, Ai Ai's expectation, my goose bumps fell to the ground, which was disgusting and scared. Zhong Feng is a neurologist, and he has seen all kinds of neuroses. When a patient with neurological problems goes mad or does something beyond the doctor's control, it is to take a tranquilizer and let the patient calm down and go to sleep.

But there was neither a syringe nor a tranquilizer in the dormitory. Zhong Feng touched a hard-shell book weighing two kilograms by the pillow and threw it at Song Ningchen's head. Unfortunately, the book was not able to do so, and the book floated on top of Song Ningchen's head. Song Ningchen's eyes were still godless, but we were all standing upright. "

Meng Jiang clutched his chest and said distressedly: "You know, I am a science student, I am a medical master student, and more than ten years of atheism and science education collapsed that night! At this time, we all understand. Song Ningchen was upper body by a ghost.

Just when we were at a loss, the guy on the bed opposite me threw something towards Song Ningchen, and then Song Ningchen fainted. "

"What did he lose?"

"His underwear?"

"Underpants?!"

"Well, Song Ningchen is a surgeon. He has a serious hygienic addiction, which is very serious. His hands have to be washed more than 20 times a day, and the dormitory is cleaned by him. Although we are often treated by him for hygiene. I'm picking things wrong, but it's nice to have such a cleaning staff in the dormitory who takes care of all the cleaning work.

Even if the body was occupied by a lonely ghost, his physique of cleanliness couldn't be changed. After Li Liquan wore his underwear and hood for two days, Song Ningchen fainted. "

"and after?"

"Later? Later, Li Liquan fell asleep after throwing down his underwear. Zhong Feng and I sat with big eyes and small eyes waiting for dawn. After dawn, Song Ningchen did not remember his abnormality last night. He just ordered Li Liquan to wash him at speed. He also expressed strong dissatisfaction with his throwing underwear.

After some inquiries, we learned that he had plucked the body of a female who committed suicide by jumping off a building during the daytime yesterday. It is said that he fell terribly. Next, during the day, Song Ningchen was all normal, but after midnight, he returned to the way he was that night, saying that he had died miserably and was unwilling to die.

In these few nights, not to mention that Song Ningchen started to be weak, the other three of us would have a nervous breakdown. At night, I was too scared to sleep. During the day, I had to fight with Song Ningchen to hide Li Liquan's underwear, because it was a life-saving thing at night.

Later, we reported the situation to the tutor and the college, and the college did a full-body examination for us. As a result, we were overworked and hallucinated. The instructor gave us a holiday and let us rest for a period of time. "

"That's all?"

"How come? If that's the case, what story would I tell? The turning point was the old administrator who was downstairs in our college experiment. He mysteriously pointed us a clear road to investigate the woman who fell to death and help her. Only by fulfilling the wish and finding the monk of Qingyin Temple to save the dead can we solve this calamity."

Liu Yunhui still couldn't help asking, "Have you investigated? That woman did not commit suicide, but was pushed down from the stairs, right?"

"That's not true. She did commit suicide by jumping off the building, but she was a little embarrassed to die. Her parents were dead, and her sister was dependent on each other for life. Her sister was regarded as her elder. The reason for her suicide was that her sister and her husband hooked up. Together. She learned the truth by accident, but she loved her husband and sister and didn't tell it in person.

She was betrayed by her loved ones and lost in her future life. The only two loved ones hurt her the most. She couldn't vent any relief, and if things went on like this, she got depression. In the end, she committed suicide by jumping from a building. However, she was still depressed after her death. Later, we went to the host of Qingyin Temple and invited the ghost's husband and sister to the scene.

Well, at midnight, I wanted the female ghost to use Song Ningchen's body to vent to his husband and sister. Alas, this female ghost is also a coward, and she only asked: Why? "

Liu Yunhui nodded in agreement, "Well, it's cowardly. It's all dead, it's so useless."

"Well, what you know is that kind of old-fashioned dog-blood plot. They naturally say that they really love so much. Even if the female ghost is not reconciled, she will be powerless in front of true love. The monk made a French style. Song Ningchen has never been abnormal again.

However, before the monk left, it was said that the connection between our world and the underworld probably had a problem, and many dead unwilling ghosts could not be reincarnated normally. Song Ningchen's physique is a bit special, and he is advised to change his career and avoid contact with corpses. "

After Meng Jiang talked for so long, many people probably listened to it as a story, and naturally some people paid attention to the words of the monk behind.

Ye Qingyu looked at the dark passage in front of him, and was thinking about the story just now. There is a problem with the connection with the underworld, is it true? The problems of this world are really complicated. It was the end of the world first, and then a lot of things related to cultivating immortals appeared, and now it also involves the underworld.

Meng Jiang stretched his neck forward and asked, "Miss Ye, you said that the old monk said that there was a problem with our connection with the underworld. Was it because someone moved the sinking wood? Or, what? Are we still seeing an illusion?"

"I don't know, I don't know." What Ye Qingyu can be sure of is that this Nether Driftwood should have nothing to do with the underworld. After all, this piece of space debris is still unknown from which world.

Here I miss the past, tell ghost stories, and in other passages, I am also looking for ways to relieve the pressure under the darkness and silence.

"Boss, I'm really here to help you, you have to believe me."

Nie Yuntian didn't respond, but he didn't stop Blessing Lu from chattering. At least he was there and it wouldn't be too boring.

Blessing Lu saw that Nie Yuntian ignored him and did not drive him away, but he also understood that Nie Yuntian did not trust him. Blessing Lu gritted his teeth, prepared and explained.

"Boss, you set up an enchantment, and I will tell you about my origins."

Nie Yuntian turned his head and looked at Blessing Lu, and finally waved his hand to set up an enchantment, but Nie Yuntian did not relax his vigilance towards the surroundings, and at the same time he did not stop.

"Boss, I come from another time and space, and my planet is called Earth..."