After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

Fang Xiu frowned and looked at the photo.

Why is it my photo?

Could it be... I am Zhou Qingfeng?

The reason why the pawnshop said Zhou Qingfeng was at the burial ground was actually referring to me?

No, no, I have clearly seen Zhou Qingfeng’s corpse before. The appearance of the corpse... the appearance...

Thinking of this, Fang Xiu was stunned because he suddenly realized that he couldn't remember what Zhou Qingfeng's body looked like.

The face of the corpse seemed to be covered by some kind of nothingness. Even when he recalled the photo of Zhou Qingfeng he saw in Qingshan Mental Hospital, his face was also nothingness.

He recalled carefully, and slowly, slowly, the emptiness on Zhou Qingfeng's face in his memory slowly dissipated, and finally a familiar face was revealed, which was none other than himself!

Fang Xiu's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Was it the weirdness here that affected his memory, or was Zhou Qingfeng really him?

At this moment, he thought a lot.

Zhou Qingfeng's letter, the poker organization, the original mask, the perfect strangeness, the mysterious train, the burial place...could all of this be a big net set by the former self?

Maybe I really am Zhou Qingfeng?

The initial counterattack on the other side failed, leading to death, and then reincarnation. This series of arrangements seemed to pave the way for destiny, but was it actually paving the way for oneself?

While Fang Xiu was thinking about it, he seemed to see himself smiling in the black and white photo, whether it was an illusion or not.

The next moment, he felt like the world was spinning, and his eyes suddenly went dark.

When he regained consciousness, he suddenly found that he was in an absolutely dark and very small space. He could only lie down and could not get up at all. Once he got up, he would hit the "ceiling".

Fang Xiu quickly realized, this is... a coffin?

Did he enter the coffin in the hall?

He tried to push the coffin board, but with a slight push, there was a click, and the coffin board actually opened. A small gap appeared, and a large amount of soil poured into the coffin.

Am I being buried alive?

Fang Xiu frowned and then exerted force.

boom!

With the help of his terrifying physical strength, his coffin board was blown away, bringing with it a large amount of soil.

Fang Xiu slowly stood up, sat up from the coffin, and looked around.

I found myself in a cemetery at this time, with dense piles of graves everywhere as far as the eye could see.

This familiar scene reminded him instantly of the fourth stop on the train, the cemetery!

The image is so similar, just looking at the appearance, it is exactly the same as the cemetery, but the only difference is that the cemetery is not shrouded in gray fog at this time, but the sun is shining brightly.

Could it be that...has come out of the burial ground? Is the coffin the so-called passage? Through the coffin, driven by some kind of force, he left the burial place and came to the fourth station, the cemetery?

The reason why there are so many graves in the cemetery are actually all transported from the burial ground?

This can also explain why Zhou Qingfeng's body appeared in the cemetery. It was originally transported out.

It’s just...Is everything really like this?

Why is there no gray fog in the cemetery?

Why have you left the burial place and why have you not recovered spiritually?

Just as he was thinking, bang bang bang!

The sound of coffin boards flying away kept sounding, and Yang Ming, Lu Ziming and others were seen crawling out of the coffin one by one from the surrounding graves.

"Bah, bah, bah..." Yang Ming kept spitting and slapping the dirt on his cheeks.

"It's unlucky, it's so unlucky. First I saw my photo, and then in the blink of an eye I was in the coffin. What's going on!"

Posthumous photo?

Fang Xiu's heart suddenly moved. Could it be that the photo everyone saw was of him?

"Yang Ming, who was on the black and white photo you saw in the lobby of Zhou Mansion before?"

Yang Ming said angrily: "What I saw was myself, Brother Xiu, it's really wicked for you to say this is weird. Isn't this a curse on me to die young?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chuxia's surprised voice sounded from the side: "What you see in the photo is yourself? But what I see is myself."

"Me too, what I saw was my own appearance." Xiong Tianguang agreed.

Xiu Xiu suddenly realized that he had guessed wrong. He was not Zhou Qingfeng, but there was something wrong with the black and white photo. Everyone saw him.

and many more!

He suddenly realized something was wrong.

If only black and white photos can reflect my appearance, then why does the appearance of Zhou Qingfeng in my memory become my own?

At this time, Fang Xiu saw out of the corner of his eye that there was a tombstone standing near everyone's coffin. Some were overturned to the ground, and some were still standing.

Those tombstones all have their names written on them.

Just like in the cemetery, after everyone is buried alive, a tombstone of their own will appear.

Fang Xiu clearly remembered that it was because of the strange rules of the cemetery that he was able to see Xiao Chuxia's real name after she was buried alive, and thus used her name to manipulate her.

As soon as he thought about this, he thought of himself.

Previously, he was the last one to die in the cemetery, which meant that he saw everyone's real names, except his own!

Fang Xiu immediately turned back and looked at the tombstone on his grave. The white stone tombstone had been overturned to the ground when he came out.

There is still a lot of soil covering it.

He leaned down and gently brushed away the soil, and the tombstone suddenly revealed its original font.

I saw a few big words written on it: Tomb of Zhou Qingfeng!

Zhou Qingfeng? !

Fang Xiu frowned for a moment, my real name is Zhou Qingfeng? Could it be...am I really Zhou Qingfeng?

The previous photos of Zhou Qingfeng, and even the body, were actually all fake, a substitute?

Was it arranged by myself in the previous life?

But why do I always feel like something is wrong?

Suddenly, he thought of it.

The concept is wrong!

Obviously his idea is to kill all weirdos in the world, but Zhou Qingfeng's idea is to turn all human beings into weirdos. These are two completely conflicting ideas.

If he is really Zhou Qingfeng, why is there such a big difference between this life and the previous life?