Death has no scythe

Yi Dian had a dream at night. In the dream, he was put on a fire, and the flames beside him were so hot that he was almost familiar.It is useless to let him roll and struggle, the firewood in all directions covers him.

Suddenly a little boy with white wings ran up to him and touched his forehead with his small hand, "It's so hot~" He took out another cold thing and stuck it on his head, his eyes were full of tears. Anxiously, "Why is it so hot!" He stroked his face alternately with two small hands, trying to cool him down.

Yi Dian slowly opened his heavy eyelids, and Ling Qiyue was lowering his head, putting his hands on his face and rubbing helplessly.

Seeing Yi Dian woke up, Ling Qiyue straightened up quickly, touched his hands, face and neck with his hands, with guilt all over his face, "The doctor has come... I should restrain myself."

Yi Dian only felt that his body was very weak, and he was not in the mood to argue with him, so he waved his hand.Before he could speak, a servant knocked on the door, Ling Qiyue motioned him to wait a moment, and went out.

After a while, he opened the door and came in again.He tidied up the documents on the table, and before he left, he went to the bedside and leaned over, "I'm going to the world, your documents are missing."

Yi Dian was not in the mood to talk to him, waved his hands, turned over, and fell asleep again.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Yi Dian opened his eyes, and the information was missing!

Yes, one day in heaven and one month on earth.At that time, he hid in the human world to see the young man stumbling out of the house. In order to avoid the pursuit from behind, he jumped directly into the young man's body.

One body carried two souls. He was extremely hungry at the time, and fell asleep after entering.When he woke up, his body was chained to the foot of the bed, and the soul that really belonged to the boy died.

But he still relied on this body to survive, so he put the young man's soul in his left wing.Take it as compensation for occupying his body.

The boy's face turned into his own, and it was very easy to change a face in human memory.

The owner of the body is still in school, so of course he has to cooperate.

Following the memory, I saw the desk on that seat fell to the ground, and a fat man was splashing the water on his textbooks with the mop that had just been washed.

The next second the bucket hit the wall, the bucket split open, and the remaining water splashed on the floor.With a disgusting stench, Yi Dian stepped on the fat man's back, slowly bent down, and pulled his back collar with his hands, "Lick it clean for me."

Seeing that the man didn't respond for a long time, he exerted a little more force on his feet, and the fat man groaned and yelled.

The surrounding students also started chattering and pointing.Yi Dian let go of his feet and lifted him up. Before the fat man could stand still, he kicked over to the man's leg again, and the man fell down on the ground defenselessly.The people around were silent, the fat man seemed to want to say something, Yi Dian dragged a chair with one hand, came to him, squared the chair, and sat down with his legs crossed.

Leaning over to glance at him, the fat man could only tremble.Yi Dian smoothed out the messy hair from the fight with his hands, and suddenly grabbed the fat man's neckline with one hand, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Put the books in order before class, it's not an exception."

"Yi Dian, I cn..." Before the fat man finished speaking, Yi Dian's eyes suddenly changed and he pushed his hand again. The fat man lay on his back, and Yi Dian got up from the chair and stepped on the crotch.

Accompanied by heart-piercing curses and the hasty ringing of the class bell, all the students formed a circle and did not disperse for a long time.

Until the senior director came, Yi Dian was sitting on the window sill with one leg bent, turning a ballpoint pen.

"Yi Dian!"

"Teacher, you can't slap a slap." Yi Dian looked at the fat middle-aged man with shiny hair and a belly bigger than October's pregnancy. He really didn't like it. He glanced at the poplar tree outside the window. superior.

"You're fighting!" The man was spitting all over the place, and was about to reach out and grab him.Yi Dian supported the window sill with his hand, and jumped off by himself.

He raised his eyebrows, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and sneered, "Why don't I bully others, just bully him."

The fat on the middle-aged man's angry face was trembling, Yi Dian only found it funny.Walking two steps dangling, he tore off the slogan "Teacher is our hard-to-find confidant, campus is our warm home" on the wall and dropped it on the ground, and he stepped on it without noticing.

Yi Dian felt a little bored when he just arrived, causing everyone to involuntarily back away when they saw him walking.

At this time, the fear, timidity and restrained anger in the classroom let him have a good meal again.

The school has already been here, the teacher and classmates have met, and they are full of food and drink.It should be possible to go home.

Thinking, he picked up the schoolbag on the ground, put one hand on his back and left the classroom door.

When I went back, the parents at home were arguing, and the sound of pots and pans being smashed on the ground was crackling.His body seemed to be shaking habitually, so Yi Dian had no choice but to sneak back to the room while avoiding the scene of the smashing.

With a bang, a ceramic cup exploded on the wall in front of his eyes.The fragments fell to the ground, and there was a hot liquid around his face. He wiped the liquid with his hands, the familiar smell of blood.Involuntarily put it in his mouth and licked his fingertips, the salty rust smell spread in his mouth, and the furious emotion in the air reached the upper limit, this depressive and bloody atmosphere made people addicted.

When Yi Dian was greedily sucking up bad emotions, he was hit hard on the head, and he fell to the ground defenseless, and passed out.