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"what……"

Waking up from the dream, Wu Meng looked out the window, it was another new day, three days had passed since the shocking change that day.

Take poison?Throwing into the river?Hang yourself?still……?All kinds of death-seeking methods that only existed in legends filtered through Wu Meng's mind one by one, and they were all rejected by him one by one. After three days, looking at the new rising sun outside the window, he finally thought of the most reliable method.

Nightmares have been tormenting his spirit for the past few days, and he spent a few days peacefully in a daze. While being eroded by unprecedented loneliness, Wu Meng also learned to think.What is he living for?

The horrific and terrifying scene that day was still vivid in his memory. He had no time to think about what his parents said before they left. In Wu Meng's subconscious mind, his parents had already entered another world.

Even Wu Meng who was hit was disheartened. When he thought that he would never find someone who pampered and loved him like Father Wu and Old Lady Wu in this world, he felt that life was hopeless.

It has been more than a few months since Yan Qing's trip this time. According to usual habits, Yan Qing is about to return at this time. Before looking for death, Wu Meng thought of Yan Qing, the third person who appeared in his life.

"If I'm not here, will Brother Qing be sad?" Wu Meng had some expectation in her heart, but also some fear that the situation in her imagination would actually happen. Wu Meng didn't think much about this kind of entangled and complicated emotions, and now it occupied him. Most of the place in my heart is to meet my parents as soon as possible.

After hurriedly recalling the 20 years of this life, every moment with Yan Qing, Yan Qing was always taking care of himself, and he would never find a chance to do something for Yan Qing, the reason is unknown!Although he had doubts in his heart, Wu Meng's lazy temperament meant that he would not delve too deeply into a certain matter, thus missing the best time to discover the truth.

After a moment of guilt, Wu Meng, who was eager to reunite with his family, lay down on the bed that had been with him for most of his life with peace of mind. Under the quiet and deep atmosphere where no one asked for his health, Wu Meng successfully fell into a deep sleep .

Sleeping to death was the best way he could think of.

The sun is setting, how many times has passed?

Falling asleep in deep sleep, waking up in sleep.

Wu Mengying's watery eyes seemed to have lost some of their luster.Like a flickering candle, it might go out at any moment.

In the slanting shadow of the setting sun, a few rays of afterglow passed through the window. In the afterglow, Wu Mengqu's outstretched hand was vaguely white and transparent, and the blood flowed slowly in the slender veins, as if he would disappear with the afterglow in the next second.

"It's finally coming to an end. The most painful thing in this world is loneliness and the feeling of being so hungry that you can't be hungry anymore." Wu Meng, who was awakened by starvation, sighed, with pain hidden in her voice, which has never been the case It is obvious that the loss of vitality is close to exhaustion.

"It's finally coming to an end!" His chapped lips parted slightly, and his voice was almost inaudible like gossamer.

The last ray of sunshine has finally drawn down the curtain. If you listen carefully, you can hear the hoarse chirping of crows on the old tree in front of the house.

The "body" was getting lighter and lighter, Wu Meng knew that he was about to be freed, so she couldn't help but smile more happily.

A wisp of green smoke slowly floated up and finally formed a figure.

Wu Meng was floating in the air and looked at herself on the bed. She was as pale as paper without a trace of vitality, but her expression was extraordinarily peaceful.

"Even if Mengmeng is a ghost, she is the most beautiful ghost in the world!" It is said that most people's final death appearance is very ugly, and the appearance at the moment before death is related to the frozen appearance after death.The fundamental reason why there are so many ugly ghosts with hideous faces on Huangquan Road is because their faces were too ugly before they died.

Wu was very satisfied with his death, and was very sure that he would be a peerless beautiful ghost of the new generation.Thinking of this, Wu Meng couldn't help feeling proud, no matter how he looked at the corners of his mouth, he almost grinned to the base of his ears, no matter what he looked at...wow!

The night opened and came quietly, and the waiting time was still long.

Wu Meng lay down next to her bored, "It's so comfortable!" The soul who closed her eyes and enjoyed herself seemed to have forgotten the most urgent thing.

In the dead of night, when you can't see your fingers, it's a good time for ghosts and ghosts to commit crimes. If ordinary free ghosts would have gone out to "create a sense of existence" in the world, ghosts like Wu Meng who have become ghosts or are so lazy are rare.Otherwise, why would there always be rumors that a certain place is haunted again?There are free ghosts like Wu Meng who have died and have not been seduced in the history of ghosts. In recent years, there have been more and more free ghosts.

Why?Alas, the staff of the ghost world is actually not simple. The position of the god of death seems awesome, but who knows the bitterness of it?

With the increasing population, the upper limit of the number of deaths is constantly being refreshed, and some people who have not yet reached their end of their lifespan are just trying to find their own way of death.How can a ghost who works overtime every day have time to take care of these souls outside of work?Working overtime for a long time without a pay raise, they have the full confidence to ignore these non-work souls, even if there is a problem, it will not be blamed on them.

At this time, Wu Meng was still lying on that extremely soft big bed, with an indescribably natural and comfortable expression.Suddenly, he felt a completely harmless resentment, he couldn't help shivering, and looked around, but Wu Meng didn't find anything unusual, and soon he threw the resentment that came from nowhere. Cloud Nine has gone.

"Life, life, you should do what you want in time." If my parents are reincarnated, then I just have to wait for the black and white brother to lead me into the underworld, and when I step on the Naihe bridge and drink Mengpo soup, the rest It has nothing to do with me.

"Hee hee!" Wu Meng covered her mouth and snickered.

It's just that as time passed, the night became darker and darker, and Wu Meng's expression became more and more anxious.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

"..."

"Cough cough." Intermittent coughing sounds came from outside the house, mixed with shrill hisses of different voices.Through the window, you can see a black cat on the roof of the neighbor's house pacing back and forth very comfortably, and a pair of glazed cat eyes are extremely bright in the dark.The cat seemed to realize that Wu Meng had spotted it, and quickly disappeared into the night with a meow.

Then, the atmosphere became more and more strange, filled with a sense of horror.Suppressing the uneasiness in her heart, Wu Meng got up from the bed, stared straight at the opposite roof without daring to blink, and walked straight forward.Inadvertently, Wu Meng passed through the wall and was outside the house in the blink of an eye.

"Cough cough..."

PS: The cute baby in the small theater is coming

"My lady, come out, it's a big fat boy."

"My son is so handsome!"

"Jie Jie..." It was a night of thunder and lightning, and it was extremely frightening. After nine deaths, the Wu family finally ushered in the No.3 direct relative.Father Wu was very excited, and he was a little overwhelmed with excitement. This is the blood of his union with his wife!He couldn't help showing his true colors, and let out a strange laugh.

"Hey..."

"Stop laughing, it made my baby cry." Just after giving birth, Mrs. Wu was still very weak.He feebly reprimanded the man who was so happy that he couldn't control himself, and was about to lose his mind.

Father Wu's eyeballs rolled away, and then he also imitated the baby's crying, and sure enough, the baby was no longer just crying alone.

"Hmm..." (Father Wu)

"Jie Jie..." (Xiao Wazi)

"Jie Jie..." (Old Man Wu)

"Hey..." (Xiao Wazi)

………………

"..." (Ms. Wu) Enough is really enough, you two living treasures, father and son.

"Hahaha...my son is so funny, let's call him Wu Meng."

Under the gaze of Father Wu's hopeful eyes, Mrs. Wu nodded weakly, as long as you stop making trouble, you can call me a cat or a dog.

Mrs. Wu closed her eyes slightly and was about to rest, but...?

"Hmm..." (Father Wu)

"Jie Jie..." (Xiao Wazi)

"Jie Jie..." (Old Man Wu)

"Hey..." (Xiao Wazi)

"..." (Ms. Wu) You are really enough, do you really think I don't exist?

It is said that on a night of thunder and lightning, the horrifying and weird noises from the remote mountains and old forests frightened many residents who were still living at the foot of the mountain, thus laying a solid foundation for an unusually powerful legend A powerful and powerful mine was planted by an epic mass migration.

According to a well-known storyteller at the time: "The legend of the devil king does exist, and children are not deceived!"

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