Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"This... we're here already?"

Looking at the Yongde Temple getting closer and closer, Zuo Yang was surprised.

Is it too smooth?

On the last section of the street near Yongde Temple.

There were accidents of vehicles rolling over and hitting railings everywhere.

"This should be the strangeness that came at that time, and the drivers all had accidents?"

Looking at the abandoned vehicles passing by, Zuo Yang guessed.

However, in the corners he couldn't see.

In the cockpit of almost every accident car, the driver's body was twisted in an extremely terrifying posture.

Their bodies did not seem to be twisted by the impact of the vehicle, but twisted by some force.

"Soon! We're here!"

Seeing "Yongde Temple" getting closer and closer, Zuo Yang's chest rose and fell.

"Woof~Woof~Woof~"

Suddenly!

The little ink in the passenger seat, for some reason, suddenly roared towards the void in front of him.

"Woof! Woof!!!"

It roared more and more vigorously, and its body began to tremble uncontrollably.

It seemed that there was something in the void right in front of him!

"Little Moji?"

"What's wrong?"

Zuo Yang looked at it in surprise.

Little Moji was still roaring forward.

"Crack~Crack~Crack~"

However!

In the next second!

Little Moji's foot bones twisted strangely.

The originally straight canine foot actually showed a terrifying 180-degree bend.

After the "crackling" sound of broken bones, the fascia under the fur surged and broke, and with a "puff", blood mist splashed on the passenger seat on the spot!

"Ah~Ah~"

A whimper came, and Little Moji shrank in fear on the seat.

"Damn it!!!"

The sudden blood mist blurred his vision.

Zuo Yang cursed and immediately stepped on the emergency brake.

"Chichichi~"

The car slowed down on the side of the road, and Zuo Yang looked at Little Moji in panic.

"Little Moji! Little Moji!"

"What happened to you!"

The change came too suddenly, and Zuo Yang was just about to pick up Little Moji.

"Ka~"

"Ka~"

"Ka~"

This time, it was Little Moji's head that was slowly twisting strangely.

"Ah~Ah~"

Little Moji's eyes were full of fear, and he looked at Zuo Yang hopefully.

"Ha~ha~"

It panted hard, and its head hit Zuo Yang.

"Ah~~~"

It seemed to be asking for help, and it seemed to be telling its owner.

"Run away!!!"

"Kakaka~"

Seeing that its head had turned almost 90 degrees, Zuo Yang became more and more anxious.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"What the hell happened!!!"

"What is it! What is it!!!"

Wu Neng roared around.

"Ah~"

After Little Moji's last whimper,

"Puff!!!"

The little head spun, and then fell strangely, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the neck of the headless dog!

The car was filled with blood for a while.

"Fuck!!!"

"Fuck!!!"

Zuo Yang's eyes were red, and he looked at the air angrily.

Although the little ink was bought by his past self, he had indeed lived with it for a month.

It would be a lie to say that he was not angry.

But...

After the angry curse, he still couldn't see anything around him.

Even...

"Ka Ka Ka..."

This time, the strange sound came from his ankle!

"What?!"

Before he could react, he felt a terrible pain in his left foot.

Looking down, his ankle had begun to twist and deform.

After the foot bones and soles twisted and squeezed, the white bones pierced through the flesh and blood surged out!

"Ah!!!!"

Zuo Yang screamed.

He hurriedly took out the incense burner from his chest.

But the distortion on his feet continued!

"Why!"

"Why!!!"

"The dog is useless, and the incense burner is useless too?!"

With his clothes soaked with cold sweat, Zuo Yang inexplicably thought of Zhou Yang's words.

"Remember, there are more terrifying weirdness lurking in the city!"

"Fuck! Fuck!"

"I'm so unlucky!"

Because of the pain, Zuo Yang's facial features have begun to distort.

Holding the incense burner in his hand, he saw his feet burst and blood splattered.

Then the calf bones also twisted and rolled along the thigh!

"Hiss~hiss~"

The severe pain made him almost unconscious.

Zuo Yang gritted his teeth, his face full of despair!

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"Am I going to die again?"

"No! No!"

"I can't die! I can't die!"

The strong desire to survive, at this moment, burned from his heart like a raging fire.

Although he couldn't stop the twist in his foot bone from moving along his thigh to his lower abdomen.

But!

Zuo Yang was already thinking hard!

"What other tricks do I have!""A way to stay alive!"

He racked his brains.

Finally, he could only think of how he could contact his past self.

"Contact the past..."

"Wait~"

"What if I tell myself a month ago now not to bring Xiao Moji to Yongde Temple?"

Zuo Yang suddenly realized!

In this way, if the self a month ago had reached this point, would history have been rewritten?

"It's feasible!"

Thinking of this!

Zuo Yang immediately took out his mobile phone despite the severe pain.

[Zuo Yang: Hey! Listen to me... If you see this message, I... may have died... You must remember, after the third day of the weirdness, don't bring Xiao Moji to Yongde Temple...]

"Ah!!!!"

After sending this message.

Zuo Yang's abdomen also began to twist, and the flesh and fascia were horribly squeezed against the skeleton.

The blood was surging along his stomach.

Zuo Yang opened his eyes wide and looked at the screen of his mobile phone.

There was no response from the other side...

The vision became more and more drowsy.

"I..."

"Am I going to die..."

The eyes slowly closed, and the mind was in a trance.

"Woof~~"

Suddenly!

The next moment!

A loud dog barked.

Zuo Yang was stunned!

When he opened his eyes, he was actually sitting in the driver's seat of Wuling Hongguang, and the little Moji in the co-pilot was looking at him stupidly.

In front of him was a bright community parking lot.

"Hey?"

"This..."

"Is this outside the community?"

"I...I'm not dead?"

Zuo Yang touched his ankle in astonishment, and looked at the little Moji again.

Indeed!

It's really okay!

"What was that just now...?...A dream?"

"No! The feeling is too deep, and..."

"Wait!"

It seems that he thought of something.

Zuo Yang hurriedly opened the text message on his mobile phone.

In the chat record with himself, the last words of that person before his death have disappeared.

"What... is this..."

After a moment of trance, Zuo Yang was stunned, as if he had figured out something.

"I am now..."

"Isn't it me? But the me a month ago?!"

He understood!

Because of the instructions of the dead self, the self a month ago saw it.

So, now I am the self a month ago who has experienced the current steps and remembered the instructions just now.

"Whether it is the me before or the me just now, it is me!"

"Even if I just died! As long as I knew how I died a month ago, I would change my decision at the time point!"

"And now I have returned to the important time point and know the ending!"

"Interesting...Interesting..."

"Then I am the me in the past, can I not contact the me in the past?"

Thinking of this, Zuo Yang chatted with himself again.

[Zuo Yang: Hello! Did you see the message just now? ]

[Time has no regret medicine: What message? 】

Looking at the other party's response, Zuo Yang was in a trance for a moment, then laughed out loud.

"I understand!"

"Time has no dimension!"

"Even if I am myself a month ago, I can still contact myself a month ago!"

"I am infinite!!!"