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The coffin I was lying in was a common type of coffin in funeral parlors.

My grandpa died early, and I was lucky enough to touch that kind of coffin.The dead man's face could be seen through the glass.Those who died of illness, rather than those who died of accidents, usually had a very peaceful expression on their faces, as if they were just sleeping.

At that time, when I touched the glass cover of the coffin, the icy cold touch reminded people that he was really dead.

But this tactility is definitely not how I feel now.

I pounded hard on it with my fist, making a heavy sound.

One sound, if you can't hit it, I will hit it harder.

Bang, another sound.

The cold glass responded to my strong muffled grunt, and as a result of punching and punching, the coffin I was lying on shook violently.

I touched the gap on the coffin lid, and punched it hard again, the transparent glass shattered and fell on me head and face.

I didn't dodge, just closed my eyes, and let the shards of glass slide down the skin of my body one by one.

No blood flowed down because my blood had coagulated.

After all the glass shattered, I straightened my upper body, pressed my hands on the coffin, and my lower body stretched straight.I bent my legs, stepped on the bottom of the coffin, and little by little, stood up on my still feeling foot.

"Zhao... Zhao Mingze?" Luo Kun swallowed.

I grinned slightly, stepped out of the coffin, and looked straight at him, "Luo Kun, it's been a long time since you stabbed me to death last time."

Luo Kun's expression became tense, "No, I... I just... I didn't... I..."

Under the moonlight, Luo Kun, a middle school teacher, had a gentlemanly and elegant face, crowded together and wrinkled together nervously, and the facial features themselves could hardly be seen.

These years, from the time I knew him, hidden under his approachable face, only arrogance was revealed in front of me.I have never seen such a startled and nervous expression on his face. He was so nervous that he started fighting with his teeth, and his voice was so loud that I could hear him clearly.

And what he said, I couldn't understand a word of it, and I didn't want to understand it.

"No, it's not been a long time." I thought I smiled very gently, but his face was a little more frightened, "I've been lying in there, observing you, or," I glanced at Mu Tian at the same time, "you."

Mu Tian looked at me, but calmed down and regained his composure.

Luo Kun spoke more intermittently, "Zhao... Zhao Mingze, you... are you still alive? Or, no..." He shook his head violently, so hard that I thought he was not dizzy. This is really an incredible thing , "No, no, I felt your pulse," he said with certainty, "Your pulse is obviously gone, Zhao Mingze, you are dead!"

Seeing that he was so sure, I couldn't bear to disobey his painstaking efforts, and I also admitted it openly.

"Yes, I'm dead." I grinned and said in a very gentle tone.

Obviously he wanted me to answer this way, but in the end he had a bitter and panicked face, as if he owed me millions of dollars and hadn't paid it back.

"Then you—then you—" He stammered again and couldn't speak.

I explained for him kindly, "Because I cheated on the corpse."

"Cheat, cheat corpse...?" Luo Kun opened his mouth wide, as if a huge egg had been stuffed into his mouth.

"Yes, Zombie," I took a step closer, his lower body trembled, "Although I am dead, my soul has not been reincarnated."

"I've always wanted to ask, obviously I didn't do anything bad, but I can neither be reincarnated nor go to hell and go to heaven. I've been wondering, so I've been occupying this corpse, and I've been lingering, trying to come up with a result. "I showed a helpless expression stiffly, "But I couldn't think of a result for a long time. Since I couldn't think of a result, I couldn't leave. A reason."

"Wh, what's the reason..." Luo Kun didn't ask, he just chattered and followed my words.

"Because I have a question that I've always wanted to ask you."

I smiled and leaned close to his face, raised his chin, and gently exhaled a cold breath on his face.

"Luo Kun, why did you kill me?"

Luo Kun opened his eyes wide, the black pupils shrinking.

"Then you, you came alive like this, you—" he said in panic, "you are asking me this question?"

"I was very puzzled at first. I am obviously your best friend. You trust me and show loyalty. I was once proud to have a friend like you."

Luo Kun listened to my words, the blood gradually faded from his face.

I said again, "I didn't understand the moment I was killed by you. I didn't feel sorry for you. I almost regarded you as my own brother. I don't understand why you did this to me."

"But after I'm dead, after thinking about it every day and night, I understand." I said with a smile, "So I woke up now, and I didn't come to ask you this question."

"Luo Kun, I'm here to ask for your life!"

XXX

"enough!"

The man behind me stepped on shards of glass and made a rustling sound.

I kept ignoring him, wondering if it was because I hated seeing his hypocritical face, or because that calm, white face aroused my feelings.So I don't want to ignore him.

He shouted angrily, his quiet voice was so sweet even under the rage.

Luo Kun was shocked by his voice, while I slightly turned my face away and looked at him sideways.

When Mu Tian saw my face, he gasped in horror, then took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "I am the one who betrayed you, I am the one who premeditated to kill you, and I am the one who murdered you and wanted to make money." It's me, Zhao Mingze, if you want revenge, you can come at me. Take my life as you please."

I stared at Mu Tian in front of me. We have been entangled for more than 20 years. I have seen his appearance when he was a child, and I have seen his appearance when he grows up.I always thought I knew him well enough.Maybe he thought he knew me well enough, too.

In fact, maybe we don't know each other well.

Take revenge on you, Mu Tian, ​​how can you say that?

There happened to be a mirror behind Mu Tian. When I stared at him, I could just see his back, and my shadow was reflected in that clean mirror.

In the pitch-black night, the mirror was also blurred, only a black shadow could be seen, and my slender limbs and fuzzy facial features could be vaguely seen on it.

There are also bloodstains on the facial features, like a mass of imprints, abruptly cut into pieces.

It was a wound cut by broken glass. If a living person's face was cut like this, his face would probably be covered in blood.

No wonder he looked into my eyes with such shock and amazement.

"With such a face, you shouldn't think I'm not a boy anymore, right?" I said with a smile, touching the wound on my face, I didn't feel any pain.

Mu Tian looked at me with piercing eyes, and his eyes were astonishingly bright that night.

I continued to say, "Mu Tian, ​​I am very angry at what you said, but you still made a mistake in one point, and I didn't recover from my anger."

He is still calm, just like when I pursued him with the pile of flowers in my college, as if there was no reaction at all.

"Look at you," I wiped the wound on my cheek, "acting like you don't care about me at all."

Mu Tian's expression moved, his lips pursed, as if he was about to say something, but he stared at me with panic in his eyes, "Be careful!"

Then I felt a pain in my back.

This man gave me another knife.

Maybe because I didn't fall down immediately, he drove the knife deep in my back again.

But I still haven't fallen.

I turned around immediately, maybe because the knife was still in his hand, he was holding it too hard, and when I turned around, the knife was pulled out instead.

No blood splashed out.

My eyes fell on Luo Kun's face and I narrowed my eyes.

Although my focus was not on Luo Kun, he was still trembling like a sieve.

His hand, which was still holding the knife firmly, trembled a few times, and the knife fell on the carpet with a soft "snap".

"You—you, why didn't you die? I, I have done enough, enough strength, and you actually—" He opened his mouth and said tremblingly. The expression he showed this time, I call it fear.

"I'm dead," I heard my own voice say, "you stab me again, and I won't be able to die again."

Can such a person be my best friend?

Can such a person be favored by Mu Tian?

What's so good about him?No power, no money, no reputation, no status, no moral character, no good looks, except for his temperament of an intellectual, why on earth could he be chosen by Mu Tian?

I can't tolerate Mu Tian, ​​who is clean and even a bit obsessed with cleanliness, but I will tolerate my obsession with cleanliness and have a relationship with such a person.

Luo Kun, what's so good about you?

"It's a good thing you can do it. I trusted you so much." I couldn't hide my deep disappointment.

Mu Tian, ​​if you want wealth, I can give you all my wealth, and if you want revenge, I can give you my life.

But I can't stand how you can conspire with such a person to plot against me!

After I was stabbed to death by Luo Kun, I thought about it for a long time. I kept thinking about it until the wound on my chest hurt, but I never figured it out.

Maybe it's because I've been in pain for too long, and I finally couldn't help asking.

Why on earth did you choose him?

"Because he is your friend." I heard Mu Tian answer like this.

Later, I thought about it and found Mu Tian's answer was very wonderful.

In my whole life, I have never seen such an answer that fits the riddle in the world.

"My friend?" I heard a low hoarse and ugly laugh from my throat, "My friend, you have caused me so much misery." I tore off my shirt to expose my chest.

When he saw my chest, his facial features immediately twisted.

There was an obvious wound on the pale skin.Just a few days ago, the person in front of me was at this place, inserting it, pulling it out, the white knife went in, the red knife came out, and hot blood rushed out as if he didn't want money.The white clothes I was wearing at the time were soaked with blood.

I hate Mu Tian for helping me wash my wound and change my clothes.Otherwise, today, this terrifying effect will be more than that.

The despair I felt back then can still be clearly felt even today after my death.

I want to get back this despair from this person in front of me!

I walked towards this person and walked slowly. Although my limbs were stiff, this distance was not a problem at all.

He stepped back in horror, "You, don't come here!"

I ignored him and took another step, and he stepped back again, "Don't come here...don't come here!" I ignored him and continued to walk forward.

His legs were trembling, his standing was a little unstable, and he fell to the ground while retreating again. I bent down slightly and faced him with a face full of scars.He screamed, quickly picked up the knife on the ground with one hand, and as soon as he grasped it, he was about to stab me in the chest.His strength is like the wind, revealing his lack of hesitation.

Just like last time, he stabbed me through the chest without hesitation.It is to stab in the direction he is stabbing now.He wanted to stab this place again, this place again.

I thought he would repent, but apparently he doesn't!

I couldn't bear it any longer, and finally became furious. As soon as I lifted my hand, I took his hand holding the knife and squeezed it mercilessly, only to hear a "click", as if the bone was broken , His hand trembled, the knife fell down, and I picked it up with one hand.

I let go, and he staggered to the ground holding his wrist.

Looking down, the light falls down the shadow of my face, half of my face is immersed in the shadow.

"Luo Kun," I leaned down, holding the knife in my hand, and rubbed it on the glass shards on the ground. The shards made a piercing sound as if they were screaming, "You used this knife last time to kill me. No?" I asked softly, very gently.

Luo Kun lowered his head with a pale face, "Then...the knife has been thrown away..."

"Yes, you are also afraid of going to jail, that's a criminal evidence." I sharpened the knife, "Luo Kun, you don't even know, I still went to the underworld, especially I saw ten people in the underworld." Torture in the eight layers of hell."

He raised his head slightly, but didn't dare to glance at me.

"Those evil spirits in the world are like ants in the underworld. You have seen a person, after being thrown into the fire and cut into pieces, he had to walk on a sharp knife and his feet were tied. The heavy chain, every step is extremely heavy, even if it is a soul, there is blood under the feet, step by step forward, even if it hurts so much that you can't walk, there will be a whip behind you without hesitation. Come here. After walking, I was drenched in hot oil again, the flesh on my body was brushed over and over again, and cut off one by one..."

"Ling, Ling Chi?" Luo Kun couldn't help but say.

"Yes, it's Ling Chi. Every piece of meat is cut off, and then you swallow it yourself, and it grows on your body, every day and every night. One day in the world, one year in the ground. You have been happy and romantic in the world for 20 years. You have to return it day and night underground. You never know how long you have been here, how long you have been dead, and whether anyone still misses you on the ground.”

When I say a word, Luo Kun's face turns white.After I finished speaking, he didn't even dare to move anymore.

"You know I'm timid, I'm afraid of death, I'm afraid of being thrown into hell to suffer," I tried my best to make my scarred face look natural and close, but looking at Luo Kun's face, it was obviously unsuccessful, "So I I'm back, coming to find you."

"Come on, Luo Kun, let's go to the underworld to play together." I picked up the knife in my hand, blew on my mouth, and licked it slightly. There was the smell of my coagulated blood on the knife, and I walked away excitedly. Getting close to Luo Kun, Luo Kun hurriedly backed away with hands and feet.

But before he took two steps back, I grabbed his neck, pinched it, and tightened it.

His cervical spine made a "cracking" sound of bones colliding and rubbing.

"Zhao, Zhao Mingze...I...I don't want to die..." He said with difficulty, trying to pull my fingers apart with both hands, but I found that my strength had become enormous, and my fingers were like iron pliers, squeezing Holding his neck was like pinching a dying ant, no matter how hard he tried to break it, he couldn't break it apart.

"Those people in hell suffer those tortures. Luo Kun, you killed me, and you deserve this kind of revenge." I compared his neck, "Tell me, why should I cut you? Here?" I The knife in his hand compared to his arm again, "Here?" Then his thigh, "Here?"

"Or..." The blade fell between his legs, "Here?" I smiled slightly, "You can't even control this place, so I'll cut it off for you kindly, okay?"

Because the neck was pinched by me, he could only shake his head slightly, expressing his rejection earnestly.

"Why, you are not satisfied?" I took the knife in my hand, facing his arm with the blade, and stabbed it horizontally.

"Does it hurt?" I asked softly.

He shook his head slightly.

I cut back and forth with the knife in my hand, not very deep, but enough to rub against his nerves, the blood spilled out of the wound and flowed down the blade, the knife was dazzling red, and the blood also flowed down his arm down.His arms shook like a sieve.

In fact, the blood is nothing more than free red water, but it has a fishy smell.

After tasting my own blood, what is this little blood?

"Does it hurt this time?" I continued to ask gently.

Pain appeared on his face, but he still shook his head slightly.

I was surprised. "Luo Kun, I never knew you could bear the pain so much."

Luo Kun's eyes fell on my bare chest, and the pain on his face became even more intense.

"How about I stick a knife in your chest and a knife in your back, and treat it as if you owe me and return it to me?" I held the knife and returned to his chest, "I'm dead!" I'm so lonely, I'll take you with me, okay?"

Luo Kun shook his head vigorously this time, and his cervical spine made a more violent sound of bones rubbing against each other.

"Are you not satisfied?" I wrinkled my stiff face, "You are not satisfied with this, then you are not satisfied, then what do you want?"

His eyes were earnest, but I was too pinched to speak.

"You are really hard to serve," I said innocently, "I gave it to you for nothing, and you don't want it. I asked you to tell me what you want, but you didn't answer it yourself, so let me do it."

I drew out the knife and spilled blood on the ground, "Luo Kun, what do you want so much money for? You can't die, and you can't take it away. Do you think your life is painful?"

He still just shook his head.

"You lie again, why do you always lie?" I was puzzled, then laughed again, "I know, you must still be in pain, I will help you relieve your pain in life, and take you to the underworld, okay? "

"Luo Kun, I'm so much better than you, a scumbag."

I stabbed it hard.

The hot blood splashed out and splashed on his hands.