Just give birth to pickles

Every time I say a word, my intestines break.

Although there is no feeling after death, such a bloody visual sense still makes me feel very uncomfortable. "Brother, don't cut it first, okay? What level of hell is this? Why haven't I heard of cutting the intestines before? Also, what about Meng Po soup, black and white?" Just as the words fell, I His intestines were cut again, "Brother, I have to refund the ticket, this time travel is not fun at all."Another cut.

"The heartbreaking love, the warmth of being alone together, and the plot of mutual abuse, isn't it your request for time travel?" He said blankly.

"Only the attributive is satisfied, okay?"

"Who told you to pay only 6000 yuan and not to recharge as a VIP. Don't move, I will take out your heart and torture you later."

Forget about princes and heroes, I'm about to cry when I look at this bald and buck-toothed man whose head is flooded with water and the Mediterranean Sea is about to turn into an ocean. "Wait, this one is about mutual abuse, right?"

"But I don't have a heart." He opened his chest to show me.The internal organs are gone, there are only a bunch of bones inside, which are white.

I asked him dejectedly, "What is your duty in hell?"

"I'm not a staff member. I'm just like you. I'm a ghost. Because I tortured and killed more than a dozen people during my lifetime, I went to [-] levels of hell after I died. Every time I behaved well in hell, they let me take a vacation. Autopsy the servant. By the way, your organs are still warm, how long have you been dead?"

I woke up with a sluggish face, seeing the obsequious looks of the staff in the crossing studio, I couldn't get angry.I yelled at them loudly: "You liars without conscience! Get me a membership card, I will wear it to heaven next time..."

Hello everyone, my name is Zheng Xiao, and I am crossing. Since I filled up the VIP, my waist and legs are no longer sore, and I can go up to the fifth floor in one breath.Although the ladder to heaven has a total of 400 floors.Halfway through the walk, I felt cheated by the staff because I saw a girl being carried up by an angel.Looking at the gold VIP card in her hand, I tightly covered my broken copper VIP on the left kidney.

But I can't back down, diaosi also has dreams.When I finally arrived at the mouth of heaven, I was 50 years old, but age is not a problem, height is not a distance.But I was stopped by the guard because my VIP card had expired.

But, at this moment, an angel with a peach blossom face and six wings gently took my hand, and his charming lips parted slightly: "Are you willing to do anything to enter heaven?" I couldn't help being stunned, and then Nod vigorously.

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Hello everyone, my name is Zheng Xiao, and I am being cut open in the stomach: "Brother, why are you again? You are not staying in the [-]th floor of hell, why come here to cut me."

"No way, the technology is too good." He smiled and scratched his bald head.

The gentle angel next to him urged: "What are you talking about, don't hurry up, there are too many people who have traveled to heaven recently, and there is no food supply at all."

A tear fell from the corner of my eye and was gently touched away. I saw the bald man staring at me intently. He said, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a good person."

"However, in my next life, I'm sure I won't be so ugly, so will you like me?"

The author has something to say:

Two years ago, I participated in a post bar event and wrote a time-traveling novel

At that time, the protagonist I wrote usually ended up dead...