die

Zhang Deng died.

He suspected he was dead.

He couldn't feel his heartbeat and breathing, and his whole body was in a dissociated state.He could see his hands and feet, his clothes and shoes.But there is no real feeling.

Completely DIE.

Hey, wait!This is no suffering game!Where is the reminder that "Young Hero has not yet succeeded, you still need to work hard to clear the level"?No!

He tried his best to recall the previous situation, and suddenly remembered that he had just narrowly escaped death.

In the past few hours, he has transmigrated into a newly-released VR horror game (see the previous work "How to do it online after transmigrating into a horror game/Ladybug's Son"), and with the help of the audience in the comment area, he managed to play it all night. After the game was over, I thought I could escape from birth, but I didn't expect my consciousness to not return to the physical body at all.

After a burst of dizziness, he came to a dark, vast area.The surroundings are as deep as water, like a dream.

If it is not a dream, then he is dead.

Zhang Deng looked around in a panic, but found that he couldn't find the way to come.He could only see lights floating around in the dim yellow sky in the distance through the thick fog.

It's flickering, it doesn't look very real.It is like Kongming lanterns flying in the foggy weather, swaying in different directions, seeming to attract others to walk past.

"Don't... block... the way..."

Someone bumped Zhang Deng and walked past him.

Zhang Deng staggered, and hurriedly looked back to see who it was, but when he came back to his senses, he found that the person had gone far away.

After finally meeting a person in this ghostly place, there are not so many light tubes, so I hurriedly followed him, wanting to ask him some questions.

The strange thing is that no matter how fast Zhang Deng walked, he could only see his figure, and there was no way to catch up with him.As a last resort, Zhang Deng had no choice but to run while shouting: "Brother in front, wait for me!"

Hearing his voice, the man in front slowed down and glanced back at him.

Zhang Deng ran a few more steps and caught up with the man.When he regained his composure, Zhang Deng took a closer look and was shocked.

The middle-aged man's complexion was pale, his lips were bloodless, and the underside of his eyes was black and blue. He clearly looked dead.Seeing that Zhang Deng was catching up, he looked at him with cloudy eyes for a while, and muttered, "No."

should not.Shouldn't what?Zhang Deng couldn't understand.

Before Zhang Deng could ask, the man turned his head and continued walking.Afraid of being thrown away again, Zhang Deng hurriedly followed him forward.

"Master, where are we going?" Zhang Deng strode forward, barely keeping up with the man.

The man didn't answer him, but walked forward silently.

"Master? Where are you going?" Zhang Deng asked again without giving up.

The two took two more steps before the man sighed.

"You really don't know?" The middle-aged man asked him lightly, without answering.

Zhang Deng really didn't know, and shook his head innocently: "I really don't know."

The man couldn't help but looked at him again, as if he was a little confused.

"Probably a newcomer... that's all, you just follow. I'll lead you there."

Zhang Deng was overjoyed when he heard that he was to be led there.He didn't even ask him where he lived "in the past", he just agreed and continued walking with the middle-aged man.

Occasionally, there are lights on the side of the road, all of which are flickering, but they have never stopped.It seems that in the dark, someone has lit a lot of sky lanterns in the distance, guiding passers-by to go home.

After looking at the big and small lights for a long time, Zhang Deng became a little curious.

He couldn't help but ask the silent middle-aged man beside him, "Master, what are these lamps?"

The middle-aged man walked straight ahead without looking at the lights.It was a little while before he answered.

"Look carefully." The middle-aged man said lightly.

Zhang Deng got the order, so he took two steps towards a light in front of him, ready to take a closer look.He poked his head over, narrowed his eyes, and carefully recognized it for a while, only to find it a little strange.

After a while, he muttered back to the man.

"See clearly?" the middle-aged man asked him.

Zhang Deng nodded, then shook his head again.

The man chuckled and continued to lead him forward.

"Master, that lamp looks like one from a distance, and three lights from a closer look. It flickers on and off, sometimes connects and sometimes disperses, exuding a warm light, but you can't take a step closer. What is that?"

The middle-aged man answered him slowly.

"It's the yang fire of a stranger. One on the head and two on the shoulders." The man's voice became more and more ethereal, "When it's on and off, it's not a very stable fate. You need to bring something to stabilize it."

"As for why we can't touch it, we naturally can't touch it."

"...Why?" Zhang Deng suddenly felt something was wrong.

As the man was walking, he looked back at him, and suddenly he smiled, the corners of his mouth curved very creepily.

"Young students," the middle-aged man suddenly asked him in local dialect, "is it possible for the dead to touch the yang fire of the living?"

"Is it possible for the dead to touch the yang fire of the living?"

After this question, the figure of the middle-aged man flashed, and suddenly disappeared in front of Zhang Deng.

Zhang Deng was so terrified that he fell to the ground in fright.

……dead?

Is he really dead?

He looked at his hands in disbelief.

Or did he just hit a ghost?

No, he has never believed in these gods and ghosts, so what are these?

Zhang Deng touched his hands again, but he could still feel it.

He would rather believe that he was hallucinating.

But that middle-aged man doesn't look like a hallucination...

He stood up tremblingly, but suddenly discovered something terrible, and almost sat down on the ground again.

At this moment, Zhang Deng was actually in a lively market place.

There are people coming and going around, and the sound of hawking and calling is one after another. Except for the weirdness of the dim sun, this place is no different from an ordinary market.

Zhang Deng was in a state of panic, but he felt a little bit of excitement in his confusion.As an unpopular game anchor, he hasn't been to such a crowded place for a long time.As for why he was here and how he came here, he suddenly forgot.

The soul goes out of the body and the head of the soul is lost, which makes people often feel like dreaming. Naturally, they are not clear about their own situation.Follow others and forget your own situation. This is why soul wanderers often cannot return their souls.

At such a time, Zhang Deng went shopping in the "bustling city" with great interest.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't matter, after looking at it, he found that although the clothes on these "stall owners" are mostly plain, the stitches are delicate and flying. .The stalls are colorful and full of weird gadgets.

"King Zhao Shang has a pair of eyeballs! It's sold cheap!" A stall owner shouted holding up two balls, his hands trembling as if he couldn't hold the object, and the pair of eyeballs were boneless and rolling. At Zhang Deng's feet.

Zhang Deng felt disgusted, but he didn't believe it. He held the pair of soft balls with the corner of his clothes, and handed them back to the stall owner.

"Master, why do your eyeballs feel so dry?" He couldn't help but tease a few words.

The "master" thanked him twice, threw his eyes back into the water, and heard a "plop", which made Zhang Deng's liver tremble.

"Master" wiped the apron twice, sighed and said: "Hey, this is not to blame the prodigal descendants of King Zhao Shang! Hu Tian changed all the feng shui of the ancestral house on the spot, and washed the old books. It’s all clean, it’s good now, there’s nothing to sell the old bones down there, dig out the bones, pick out the eyeballs, and pour them to us in bags.”

"Such a pair of eyeballs is not worth a lot of money. Brother, are you interested in changing them? You can see amazing sights after installing them. Hey... No, you can't change this eye, you are nearsighted."

Amazing sight?Zhang Deng waved his hand: "Amazing scene? There are probably too many in this market, no need."

However, the stall owner laughed and spat on the ground: "Young student, you have no experience. Go [-] miles to the northwest and you will be Guobei County. If you don't wear these eyeballs there, some of them will open your eyes." .Have you seen Liangshenghua? This is not uncommon. Have you seen Wanshenghua? It is said that someone there recently found a Xiangliu."

Zhang Deng sounded surprised, but felt that it was impossible for him to walk thirty thousand miles in one go, so he gave up immediately.But the stall owner got up reluctantly, saw something on him, and said: "Wait, how about it, I don't think you want to change your eyeballs, so I'll give you something instead, or you can give me a soul. "

How can the three souls and seven souls be given casually?Zhang Deng covered his little heart, and quickly shook his head to express that he could not.

"Isn't that okay?...you are so hard to get rid of, you young man. Well, just give me your yang qi, and I have a small piece of it here, so you can take it away? It's a good thing."

how?Zhang Deng didn't know what it was, but he thought it might be a bargain, so he asked again: "I'll give you this Yang Qi, what if I can't go back?"

The stall owner smiled and said, "Young people still have a yang life. Don't worry, the yang life is not yet over. Naturally, someone will lead you back. A breath of yang energy is just for those old dead ghosts to go up to see the world, and it will naturally dissipate when time comes. How about it?" How to use it yourself, wearing it on your body can temporarily protect your soul from damage. Come on, take a breath into it."

Zhang Deng was skeptical, so he breathed into the bottle.

The stall owner had quick eyes and quick hands, and immediately closed the lid of the glass vial, then shook the bottle of stale air triumphantly, and stuffed a shiny black shard into Zhang Deng's hand.

Zhang Deng groped for the pieces that looked like chess pieces, and walked to the side of the market in a daze, not knowing what he was doing.

In a daze, he felt as if he could smell the restaurant, so he walked towards the small restaurant.

After sitting down, he flipped through the menu and found that it was full of mud and wild rocks. Looking around, the food served was full of color, fragrance and taste.

Zhang Deng couldn't help swallowing: "Boss! Can I have something light?"

"Light?" The boss served another table of guests, frowned and turned around, "Why don't you eat light ingot candles?"

"Isn't that too bland? Let's change the taste. Is it okay to have a bowl of Yangchun noodles?"

"Huh!" The boss shook his belly, "Yang Chun Yang Chun, want to return the sun? You won't be able to digest it if you eat this stuff!"

Although he said so, he walked towards the back kitchen, ready to work on Yangchun noodles.Zhang Deng felt that although it was scary, at least there was some human touch.

But in the next second, He Jingmu on his chest suddenly burned hot, and he raised his hand to touch it.At this moment, several chopsticks suddenly stick out from where his hand was originally placed.

"Wow!" Zhang Deng jumped up in fright, only then did he realize that the diners around him had their arms firmly nailed to the bowl.The sucking appearance they made was just that their heads were stuck by the bowl, and there was something in the bowl that was churning and swallowing the white air on their bodies.

Zhang Deng immediately understood that this was a black shop.A veritable black shop.He immediately ran away, not caring about the bowl of Yangchun noodles he ordered.

After leaving the store, he vaguely found that the way he went was different from the way he came.Both sides of the road have become much more depressed, and many people with limbs and arms have gradually appeared.

He walked a few more streets, saw some weird things, and met some people who seemed to have known him before, and his consciousness was even more unconscious.Going forward, the houses are sparse, and this gradually leaves the market.

The trail was muddy and difficult to walk on. Zhang Deng noticed that the dirt road was getting steeper and steeper, as if it was gradually going up the mountain.

When he turned around, he realized that there was no market in the place he just walked by.Nothing, just a patch of jagged rocks.It was a ghost market, and he knew it subconsciously, but looking ahead, there was nothing there, only shadows like him in the same blur, and they were all lost.

At this moment, he wants to go back to the ghost market even more, even if it is all fake and conjured up, it is better than this place.

Zhang Deng's footsteps were out of his control, he turned around and continued the journey in detail.

Gradually, he merged with the crowd and began to move forward.This road is colder and colder, but also more silent.Zhang Deng moved forward with the crowd, and the sobs of others could still be heard in the bitter wind and rain.

The road is getting darker and darker.

As he walked, he seemed to want to cry too.

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Why is he crying? Looking at the past 24 years, it was just plain, nothing to cry about.

While thinking wildly, the head of a department in front shouted: "To--Ecstasy Palace--!"

Suddenly, a dome appeared above the head, covering the bleak sun and moonlight, and also separated the miserable mist.

He raised his head and looked around, and the group of ghosts began to lie down by the pool, drinking the dark water in the pool.Zhang Deng couldn't help himself, he wanted to get up and run away, but he couldn't help but walked towards the pool, lowered his head, and saw himself lying on the side of the pool, his lips gradually approached the pool, and was about to touch the water surface——

"Wait!!!" At this moment, someone ran up suddenly, grabbed Zhang Deng's head, and dragged him violently out of the water.Zhang Deng's lips had just touched the water, and he didn't even sing the taste, when someone turned his head upside down, and sat down on the bluestone floor, the pain made him "hiss" and screamed.

The person who came here was wearing a white tall hat with four bright black characters on it--make money at first sight.Covered with a white cloth and dressed in plain clothes, it was a deadly messenger who stopped him.

Two bullheads walked beside him, turned over the approval slip in their hands, and said something to the policeman respectfully.

"This man's lifespan is not over, so don't enter the ghost town. I'll take him back, and you continue to escort him." The voice of the white-clothed ghost was clear and sweet, and Zhang Deng suddenly felt that his mind had recovered a bit.

The messenger picked up the weak Zhang Deng and walked straight out of the Hall of Ecstasy.He didn't speak all the way, and walked quickly against the crowd with Zhang Deng. Zhang Deng only felt pain in his cheeks, and then he came to a hall.At the front of the hall sat a kind-looking old man, who was lying on the stone.

The messenger didn't look at the old man, and walked straight inside.Zhang Deng was wondering, after a few glances, he realized that the old man was actually a stone statue, carved so lifelike.Zhang Deng always had the illusion that he would come back to life soon, so he couldn't help but take a second look.

He did it wrong.With just these two eyes, the old man suddenly came back to life, his face changed drastically, and he immediately rushed towards him, shouting: "You are dead!"

"You are dead!!"

Zhang Deng was thrown straight at him, and his body was thrown down by him immediately.

However, he did not fall to the ground, but fell into the clouds.The old man's words still echoed in his ears - "You are dead!"

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly found himself sitting on a roller coaster.Beside him is his girlfriend Ran Ran from college.

Wearing pink lace short sleeves, Ran Ran said to him, "Sit down, it's about to start."

Before Zhang Deng could react, the roller coaster started, climbing towards a very high slope.

Sitting in his seat, he suddenly remembered something.In the summer of that year, there was an incident on the roller coaster in this amusement park. A woman was thrown out and hit the jumping machine opposite, breaking in two.He was going to go to the amusement park with his girlfriend, but he suddenly had diarrhea that day, so the matter of going to the amusement park was nothing.

However, at this moment he was on a roller coaster.Zhang Deng's inner alarm went off, and before he could remind his girlfriend, his safety frame was released, and then he was thrown out.

Zhang Deng yelled in fright, closing his eyes and daring not to look at anything.

Suddenly, someone knocked on his forehead again.

"What are you thinking? Calling so loudly?"

He opened his eyes and suddenly found himself in another place.

Sitting next to him was his solid live broadcast friend from the year before, and now the celebrity Xiang Liu.

As the plane was climbing, Zhang Deng held Xiang Liu's arm, but he shook it off with a smile: "What's the matter with you? Are you okay?"

Zhang Deng remembered again.

He was going to fly to Hong Kong with Xiang Liu before, but he didn't know why he slept late with Xiang Liu that day, so he didn't board the plane in time, and the whole plane was hurt.

Is this also a coincidence?If he boards the plane in time, will he die too?

As he was thinking this, the plane suddenly began to descend rapidly.Suddenly there was screaming in the cabin, and the plane fell again at almost a free-fall speed.

Zhang Deng's face turned pale with fright.Yes.He remembered that there was a huge hailstorm over Guangzhou that day, and the air convection delayed several subsequent flights.

He closed his eyes, not daring to look again.

Only the four words of the old man echoed in my ears, over and over again, louder and louder——

"You are dead!!!"

Zhang Deng covered his ears and shook his head suddenly.

He yelled loudly, screaming hard: "I didn't!!!"

"I'm alive!!!"