After the Rebirth of the Film Emperor

People can be scarier than ghosts, and ghosts can be more shameless than people.

Shaoyao hated that he was just an ordinary person, otherwise he would have killed this inhuman monster.

Thunder roared from outside the sky, and two or three flashes of lightning flashed across the glass facing the sky in the ward.

Li Shaohao's concentration was disrupted by the thunderstorm, and in the blink of an eye, Jing Yin had arrived at Ji Zhizhen's bedside, and he hung his hand above Zhizhi's forehead, showing a triumphant smile.

It's time to give this "human comedy" a tragic ending.

"Don't take him away!!!" Li Shaoyao rushed over, trying to push the hand away, but the other party had no substance, and in the end it just jumped into the air.

He could only stand in front of Zhilong, and accused him with weak words, "You broken promise robber! You took away my ten years of life for nothing, so you won't be afraid that the sky will strike you!"

"The sky's thunder can't strike me." Jing Yin tilted his head and said, "Besides, I didn't want to leave those ten years of your lifespan. This time Wen Che died for you, you can indeed live a long life. I entrust your brother Blessing, if you don’t live to be 100 years old, even I can’t take your life.”

"What did you say?"

"Do you know why Wen Che can predict death in advance?"

After he reminded, Li Shaohao remembered all the abnormalities of Wen Che in the car that day, and he explained everything in a hurry, as if he had predicted the car accident a long time ago.

"Because your brother specifically told Wen Che about your life-changing, and hinted that he could replace his life with one life. I originally wanted you to die in this car accident, but Wen Che foresaw the doom in advance."

"Just like you are willing to use ten years of life in exchange for his rebirth, he is also willing to give his life back to you."

The blood on Jing Yin's body is cold, and he can't bring the temperature it should have when looking at problems, "I don't want your ten years at all."

Li Shaoyao became more and more confused the more he listened, and it took him a long time to realize: "My brother? Isn't he already...he is the same as you?"

Jing Yinyin: "Your brother can imply that Wen Che will die for you out of selfishness. It seems that the high gods are no different from hell ghosts like me."

A muffled thunder sounded beside his ears, as if it had exploded right above his head.

"Look, how small the god is. He just said a few bad things about him behind his back, and he wanted to strike me dead with lightning."

"...You better be hacked to pieces!"

"The unforgiving temperament is just like your brother's." Jing Yin was not angry, but said, "Before my soul flies away, I have to let Wen Che's soul fly away."

He raised his hand a little, even if Li Shaoyao threw himself on Ji Zhimo tightly, he couldn't stop anything.

The moment he raised his hand, all the instruments connected to Ji Zhirong's life data started to alarm at the same time, and the electrocardiogram fell off a cliff instantly in a smooth curve, and it was about to be pulled into a straight line again.

Li Shaoyao was extremely desperate, "Don't go, Wen Che, please, don't go..."

Jing Yin's expression froze. He noticed that Wen Che's soul was struggling. It was the first time he had encountered a soul with such a powerful mind after taking the soul of life for thousands of years.

Li Shaoyao was still calling Wen Che's name, and every time he called, the resistance Jingyin encountered increased.

He had no choice but to warn: "Wen Che, since you have decided to stand in for Li Shaoyao, you should accept your fate."

The resistance was indeed a little weaker.

"Don't listen to his nonsense! Wen Che, Brother Wen!" Li Shaohao pressed his forehead against Zhi Mo's, "I've been looking for you for six years, you stay for me, please!"

Every word he said was continuously giving this fragile soul the power to survive.

Jingyin began to find things interesting, and the curve of the electrocardiogram obviously rose and fell.

Li Shaohao thought he had won the fight with Wen Che, "Yes, stay here, Wen Che, if you live, I will live."

"Then let's die together."

With a wave of Jing Yin's hand, Li Shaohao was thrown off the hospital bed by an invisible force, and then he once again looked at Shang Ji Zhijun's eyebrows, and took the soul in one go. When Li Shaohao's mournful voice stopped him, the curve of the electrocardiogram was instantly straightened .

Almost at the same time, a blue bolt of lightning obliquely pierced into the glass from outside the sky, and struck Jingyin's soul-taking hand directly.

Ji Zhilong's chest even rose and fell slightly.

Li Shaoyao struggled to get up from the ground, unable to believe the scene he had just seen.

Jing Yinxie laughed, and changed hands unwillingly. The moment he hung his palm over Zhiyong's eyebrows, a gust of wind blew by, and amidst the howling sound, he was thrown against the white wall as if being shot by an arrow.

A figure that Li Shaoyao was all too familiar with faded into his sight out of thin air.

"...elder brother?"

Shaozhen glanced at his younger brother bitterly, then moved his fingers, and Jingyin, who was thrown against the wall, was immediately thrown into the corner like garbage.

The evil ghost coughed twice, exuding the chill from hell all over his body, "I knew that this method could force you out."

Shaozhen: "You are courting death."

Jing Yin got up from the ground, she lost the air of winning, and she had to lean against the wall to stand still, which was really lacking in momentum.

"You still dare to say that you don't have the selfishness of the world, isn't Wen Che's life ruined by your selfishness?"

When he said this, he was passing the knife to Li Shaoyao, a clumsy plan to divorce.

"Brother, you asked Wen Che to block the car accident for me?"

Shaozhen had to explain: "I just told him the truth. The current situation is the ending he chose."

Li Shaoyao suddenly said: "You indirectly harmed him."

"Do you want me to watch you play yourself to death?" Shaozhen frowned involuntarily when she was worried about her younger brother. Jingyin silently appreciated his rare emotions, thinking that this was rarely seen in a god. Human fireworks.

Shaozhen said: "After Wen Che was reborn, he had only ten years to live. Even if he was safe and sound, ten years later today, there will still be a doom and doom waiting for him. At that time, you may come to find him again." This bastard changed his life, you are a long-lived person, ten years of life seems not so precious to you, but if you keep changing like this, when will it be the end?"

"I don't care about that."

Shaozhen raised her hand and pressed Shaoyao's head, "It seems that I died too early, and my parents have spoiled you so much!"

Li Shaoyao heard him say this, and asked in a daze, "Are you... are you a human or a ghost? Am I dreaming?"

"I'm not a human, let alone a ghost, so I'll take care of you anyway." Shaozhen suddenly noticed something, he broke his younger brother's neck, and saw a bruise, which was thrown out just now.

He looked at the culprit on the ground in a blink of an eye, and Jing Yin smiled at him recklessly.

Shaozhen's palms were facing upwards, and thunder exploded in the sky. Li Shaohao watched helplessly as a long string of blue lightning passed through the thick wall and was led to his brother's palm, and then he let him drive them like a whip.

He drove these thunder and lightning mainly to whip Jingyin on the ground.

The lightning is dazzling, every time the whip is whipped, it is like a firecracker exploding, Jingyin is like a firework, crackling, being pumped to explode by Shaozhen, emitting black air all over his body, like a bullied bereaved dog who has nowhere to escape, Li Shaoyao I was fortunate enough to hear the real "howling ghosts and howling wolves".

After a whipping, the thunder and lightning wrapped around Jingyin's neck and hoisted him high.

Jing Yin, who was cracked all over, left two tears of blood in aggrieved way: "Beauty, why are you more fierce than this ghost like me?"

Shaozhen brewed a killing intent, he glanced at Shaoyao: "Brother, do you want to watch the fireworks?"

Shaoyao: "?"

Li Shaozhen threw Jingyin out of the window without blinking, and hundreds of thunderbolts fell from the sky again, and relayed Jingyin from the inside to the outside, and then pinched back to reunion, and then pinched back to reunion. This cycle goes back and forth a hundred times.

That night, hundreds of colorful fireworks could be seen exploding from the sky all over the country. Many people wondered why some people would set off fireworks on a rainy day, and they exploded so brilliantly. Later, after verification, it was not fireworks. The Observatory listed it as a Meteorological spectacle.

"This is called, Soul Explosion." Shaozhen, the creator of astronomical wonders, defined it in this way.

Li Shaoyao was dumbfounded, unable to recover for a long time, until the curve of Zhilong's electrocardiogram tended to a straight line again, and he forcibly pulled himself out of the shock.

Shaozhen glanced at Ji Zhiyong and sighed, "It's really time for him."

"You save him!" Li Shaoyao pleaded.

"Someone must die in this catastrophe, and I cannot intervene."

Li Shaoyao asked puzzledly: "Would you rather save cats and dogs than a living person?!"

"From the day you insisted on bringing Wen Che back to life, such a day was destined. The laws of the world are all fair. Now that you are unscathed, Wen Che should naturally return to his original ending."

"Fair? What is fair?" Li Shaoyao seldom pursued the past, but now he had to sell it miserably as a bargaining chip: "I was thrown to the countryside to raise a child born to the same parents since I was a child because of my opposite fate. I spent my entire childhood as an illegitimate child, and I was not given the value of existence until after you died, brother, is this the fairness in your mouth?"

"Ah..."

Shaozhen originally only planned to stay in the world for 30 years, so as to make it easy for him to ascend to the top. When he was six years old, Shaoyao was born into this family. One of them died early, and Li Changfeng had no choice but to send the six-year-old Shaoyao to the countryside for the sake of Shaozhen. For the next 15 years, he enjoyed the wealth and prosperity, while Li Shaoyao produced two lumps of plateau red in the remote countryside.

It is precisely because Shaozhen knows that he owes this mortal brother that he has been intervening in this mundane matter, just to make up for something.

He felt indebted in his heart, and it was the first time Shaoyao asked him for this debt, and Shaozhen had no choice but to repay it.

Seeing that he was wavering, Li Shaoyao immediately took an inch and said, "You saved Wen Che's life, and you should take it as compensation."

"I can only save Ji Zhiyun."

"It's the same to save anyone!" Li Shaoyao looked at the electrocardiogram that was about to straighten, and was very anxious: "As long as Ji Zhiyong's body recovers, Wen Che will naturally return to me! Isn't it?! Save him quickly!!"

Shaozhen looked at his younger brother and thought he was naive, "Okay, I'll let 'Zhi Rong' live."

He walked up to Ji Zhiyong's side, and lightly tapped his index finger between his eyebrows.

Here you can let the evil spirits take your life, but you can also let the gods continue their lives.

A blue faint light merged into a galaxy, slowly flowing around Ji Zhilong's body.

He was hanging above the Milky Way, the back of his body slipped off, his bloated and bruised hands regained their whiteness and slenderness, and a scratch on his collarbone quickly healed under Li Shaohao's gaze until his skin returned to its original smoothness.

The pale to almost transparent cheeks were filled with healthy blood again, and the lips were as bright as blood, and they were no longer lifeless and gray.

The electrocardiogram is a tall building.

Li Shaohao wanted to step forward to hold Zhilong's hand, eager to check the temperature of his palm.

But the moment he opened his legs, he was engulfed by a dazzling blue light.

......

He stumbled in the dream and fell back to reality. When he woke up, he was still lying beside Zhilong.

When he thought everything was an illusory dream, he felt a familiar temperature in the palm of his hand. He looked closely, and saw that the swelling of Ji Zhilong's hand had subsided, and the blood color had returned to normal. The data of the electrocardiogram also fluctuated like in the dream. There is no sign of decay.

He got up excitedly, leaned over to look at Zhi Rong, compared to the previous few days, he was sleeping peacefully like a baby, and the gauze on the left side of his face was loose.

Li Shaoyao hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and gently pushed aside the layer of gauze, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the bloody left half of his face was as smooth as a freshly peeled boiled egg. He boldly tore off all the gauze, only to see the face All the wounds on the upper forehead disappeared without a trace, and the skin was as white and tender as a baby's. Even the forehead hair that was shaved to mend the wound had grown back.

Those eyes, which everyone thought would never be opened again, trembled a few times, and slowly opened.

Li Shaoyao clearly saw his own reflection in these clear water eyes.

"Wen Che...?"

A trace of ignorance flashed in Zhihong's eyes, and the tear mole on his left eye had disappeared.

"..."

When Li Shaoyou was worrying about gains and losses, he noticed that Zhimo was gently holding his little finger with his hand.

The author says:

This is basically the end of the fantasy-related plot, don't worry, the protagonist will never suddenly go to cultivate immortality :)