The days of living with the god of death

"Yes, if you have something to say, talk it out!" Looking at the bazooka so close at hand, Zhou Ming's legs went limp and he couldn't stop trembling.

"Why do you want to disperse me?" Reaper gritted his teeth and reluctantly said.

"I said this is my job." The blond beauty tilted her head with a natural tone.

"Do they have a rule of when you have to do the job?"

"This, uh, no."

"Then why don't you stay in the world for a few more days? Give yourself a vacation and enjoy life?"

"What is there to stay in this world?" The blond beauty snorted disdainfully, "Look at the women today, what kind of clothes they wear, no lace, no tutu skirts, no silk folding fans, where is the charm of women ah?"

Miss!Which era did you travel through? !

Zhou Ming wiped off his sweat, "Actually, women nowadays also have nice clothes, such as the one you are wearing."

"How can Laozi's clothes look like women's?!" The blond beauty roared immediately.

"They set your image in the world as a woman." Death snorted softly.

"..."

"..."

"So he's not actually a woman?"

"Asshole! Labor and management are going to kill them!"

After a few seconds of silence, Zhou Ming and the blonde beauty erupted at the same time.

He said why this woman looks like a woman with a big horse and a golden knife, and her feelings are a man wearing a woman's skin!

Wait, no, why does a man look so coquettish and coquettish when he puts on a woman's shell?

Zhou Ming looked him up and down suspiciously, as if he understood something.

"Get out of the way quickly! Labor and management will quickly deal with you so that you can go back and change your skin!" The blond woman seemed completely mad.

"Don't! There are many benefits to being a woman!" Zhou Ming quickly waved his hands, knowing how many nerds yearn to become women!

"What's the benefit? Can it make other men feel good?" the blonde woman said viciously.

"No, no, you can get close to other girls very conveniently!" Zhou Ming, who has read countless Lily Xiao Huangwen under Ke Zheng's Amway, immediately started to make a move, "You can go to many forbidden places, For example, women's restroom, women's changing room, women's bathhouse... and as a man, it is not easy for you to strike up a conversation with a girl, but as a woman, almost no girl can reject you! You have to touch your little hand and eat a tofu, and the girl also I won't mind!"

"Sounds good." The blond beauty's eyes lit up, and she finally put down the bazooka.

"Can you let yourself be seen by ordinary people? If you can, I can introduce you to a girl right now." Zhou Ming turned on the phone.

"No problem." The other party put the bazooka into the bag, brushed his hair, and immediately attracted the attention of a large group of people around him.

"Wait a moment." Zhou Ming quickly sent a message to Lin Xiaoshu: Come to the school gate, and I will introduce you to an F cup.

It didn't take long for ponytails to appear in front of them.

"Wow!" As soon as the lily girl saw the f-cup, her eyes lit up and she stretched out her hand to the blonde beauty, "Nice to meet you, my name is Lin Xiaoshu."

"It's an honor to meet you." The blond beauty stepped back with one leg, bent down, lifted the windbreaker with her left hand, revealing her round buttocks, took Lin Xiaoshu's hand with her right hand, and put it on her lips for a soft kiss, " I'm... uh, Michelle."

"I like this tune!" Lin Xiaoshu smiled from ear to ear, and raised his eyebrows in Zhou Ming's direction.

"We can share our experience in choosing clothes." The commissioner of the Underworld, who called himself Michelle, held Lin Xiaoshu's hand, pulled it into his arms, and took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around the other's waist, and said very affectionately.

"Oh, um, that's great." Lin Xiaoshu sniffed, and kept looking at the F cup in front of him.

After watching the two girls leave, Zhou Ming breathed a sigh of relief, "Michelle? He can really make up."

"You can also translate his name into Michael." Death snorted in pain, "Help me—"

"Oh my God!" Zhou Ming immediately turned around and hugged the Grim Reaper who almost fell to the ground. The other's white woolen sweater had been dyed red in a large area, and he seemed to be seriously injured. "What should I do? Do I need to take you to the hospital?"

"Forget it." The god of death changed into a less awkward position in Zhou Ming's arms, rested his head on Zhou Ming's neck, and gently closed his eyes. "In theory, it should heal itself, but I don't know. How long will it take. I've never had an injury like this."

"Should I take out the shrapnel first?" Zhou Ming's mind went blank, and he didn't know how to deal with the gunshot wound.

"That's a spiritual energy bullet. Once it enters the body, it will turn into destructive spiritual energy and scatter around without leaving any shrapnel." The other party said angrily.

"Then I should bandage it for you, too?" Zhou Ming tried his best to recall the common sense of first aid he had seen, "I, I, I, I will lay you flat on the ground first, you are bleeding too fast like this, and then...uh... "

"No." Death grasped Zhou Ming's skirt weakly, "Just let me lean on for a while, I'm just a little tired."

"You never felt tired before." Zhou Ming cried with a sad face, always feeling that this was not a good sign.

"Mi~" The little white fox got out of Zhou Ming's pocket, jumped onto the shoulder of Death in two steps, rubbed its paws, and condensed a thin translucent white mist to cover the wound.I don't know if it was Zhou Ming's illusion, but he always felt that the bright red on the clothes spread a little slower.

"Jiuxian!" Zhou Ming called out in surprise, "You can save him, right?"

"It's too weak to do much." Death snorted.

"Mi..." The little white fox's fluffy ears immediately drooped in frustration.

"Xiaobai, help him stop the bleeding, I'll take him back." Zhou Ming gritted his teeth and hugged Death.

This guy is much lighter than he imagined.

Back in the dormitory, Zhou Ming put the god of death on the bed first, then found a pair of scissors, and cut open the sweater that had been soaked in blood into dark red, revealing the wound underneath.I saw a big finger-thick hole on the shoulder near the left chest, and blood was gushing out of it.

What's even more frightening is that even Zhou Ming can see that under the skin, one after another of spiritual power trails exuding white luster are scurrying around irregularly, as if wantonly destroying the opponent's body.

"This is my favorite sweater." Death said sadly.

"I'll help you buy another one!" Zhou Ming gritted his teeth, he had to do something!Rummaging around in the room, Zhou Ming couldn't even find a piece of clean gauze, so he could only grab the little white fox's big tail and wrap it around the shoulder of Death.

"Mi..." The little white fox, who was tied to the wound like a bandage, called out mournfully.

"What should I do with this thing?" Zhou Ming tremblingly turned on his phone with blood on his hands, and sent a message to Lin Xiaoshu: Find a way to ask the woman next to you about the wound left by the spiritual bullet How to deal with it, insinuating, don't make her suspicious.

"Be sure to receive it!" Zhou Ming held the phone, fearing that the pervert with the ponytail would fall into Michelle's penis and be unable to get out.

"Ming..." the god of death lying on the bed called out in a low voice.

"I'm here!" Zhou Ming immediately ran to the bed and held the other's hand. "Just say what you want!"

"Don't leave me, okay?" The other person begged weakly, "You are the first human being I tried to get along with. For the past billions of years, I have been alone, aimless in the universe No one to tell me how to get along with people, no one to let me know what they like and don't like, no one to tell me who I should be. You are the only one. Just... give Can I have some time?"

"Don't say anything..." Zhou Ming pressed his cheek against the back of the other's hand, feeling the skin that gradually lost its temperature, holding back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes, "Don't say anything, I just want you to stay You are well, that is more important than anything else. As long as you can recover, I promise that I will follow you in everything, I will take you wherever you want to play, I will give you whatever you want, and I will do whatever you want Don't mind—"

"Really?! That's what you said!" The god of death who was lying on the bed just now, half dead, immediately jumped up, and tore off the little white fox. The wound on his shoulder healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. It disappeared completely in less than three seconds, and the skin was as clean as new, as if it had never been injured.

"I'll wipe it!!!" Zhou Ming didn't know what to say, "You just lied to me like this?!"

"La la la la la la la la~" Shinigami happily pulled out a new sweater and put it on himself, "You said that you don't mind what I do~"

"Why don't you fucking die!"

"Sorry, I'm the god of death."

"Jingle Bell--!"

The phone rang suddenly. Zhou Ming turned on the phone and saw that it was Lin Xiaoshu's number, so he quickly pressed it to connect.

"You idiot!" Michelle's roar came from the phone immediately, "That guy is the strongest god in the world! A mere spiritual bullet can't do anything to him! If he hums Chirp is sick and crooked, he must be lying to you!"

"I already know..." Zhou Ming burst into tears.