After I escaped, he went crazy [Quick Transmigration]

pain.

The bones all over the body are clamoring for pain, Song Qing thought, this must be an illusion again, but the rough feeling under the palm of the hand is extremely real.

He raised his hand, and there were blood stains on the palm that had been worn away by sand and stones.A few slender scars, as well as slight heat and pain reminded him that this was not a dream.

Song Qing raised his head, and the dark rock wall above made him lose his mind for a moment.When he struggled to stand up, he realized that all he could see with his naked eyes were rock walls and stones, and the only light source came from the front, like fire.

Song Qing looked for the light source and walked forward, already having a rough judgment in her heart.What he is in now should be a place like an underground cave.

Just, why is he here?He obviously stepped into that mysterious man's room just now, why did he step on the air and fall down?

One question after another kept popping up, like balls of thread in a maze. If he couldn't find the end of the thread, he could only spin around in the puzzle.

Song Qing could already see the source of the fire just by walking about ten meters forward.It was a rough rock, and above the rock were two candlesticks, each with a candle burning.

This candle flame looked very strange at this moment, Song Qing didn't know who would light these candles in such a desolate underground cave.

In this underground cave without any external light source, the faint candlelight illuminates everything around it, and naturally also illuminates the stone statue behind it.

Song Qing raised her head and looked at the stone statue carefully under the dim light.

With upside-down brows and eyes, four fangs protruding from the mouth, and its raised hands, holding a sword and a knife at the same time, it looks extremely terrifying.

Song Qing's heartbeat accelerated slightly.In such a cold and dark place, the terrifying idol that suddenly appeared in front of him, here... is clearly the altar!

Thanks to his identity as an actor, he has also been invited by some TV stations to make folklore documentaries.Some ethnic groups in Huaguo believe in their own gods. He has seen altars like this before, but none of them are like this...

terrible.

Her throat rolled, and Song Qing met the eyes of the stone statue, as if feeling the creepy gaze.

Want to escape?

There was a voice in her body talking, her hands were clenched tightly, her nails pierced into her fleshy palms, Song Qing gritted her teeth and told herself that this was just an illusion!

Yes, it was the hallucination of that mysterious man.

Taking a deep breath, he felt the fire of his courage burning brightly.Facing the stone statue, Song Qing tried to concentrate her willpower.

He has been in contact with psychology, hypnotism, etc., as long as he is determined, he can come out on his own!

Silently cheering herself up, Song Qing seemed to be "fighting" with the stone statue, staring at him with burning eyes.But the more he looked carefully, the tighter his frown became.

Wait, this stone statue...

"Have you found it?"

Suddenly a voice came from behind, and Song Qing yelled "Ah", she was so frightened that she took several steps back, but bumped into a tall body.

A hand suddenly grabbed his elbow, saving him from falling to the ground.

Song Qing's whole body was covered with cold sweat. It was just the beginning of the weather. He was only wearing a thin shirt, and there was a cold feeling from the place where his elbow was touched.

The man's hands are like ice.

Song Qing's face was pale and pale, his appearance was not masculine and tough, on the contrary, he even leaned towards feminine delicacy, and at this moment, there was something pitiful about him.

This scene was naturally captured by these deep eyes.

After regaining her senses, Song Qing shook off the other party's hand, with anger appearing on her face, "Is it your trick again?"

He stepped forward and grabbed the other person's clothes, and said viciously: "I don't care what method you use, just restore everything to the original state! Otherwise, I will call the police!"

Song Qing is a southerner, who is in her early 1.8 meters, and now she still looks up to each other.The man's eyes had special magic power, just looking at them like this, the anger in Song Qing's heart was gradually extinguished.

"Don't you understand? I asked you. This is the fate you chose. Everything is real." The voice was calm and hoarse.

Song Qing was stunned for a moment, and then he calmed down, "Stop rambling, who are you? I haven't offended you, have I? Who asked you to play tricks on me?"

Since confirming that this man is the so-called Mr. D on the program that day, Song Qing has considered many possibilities, the biggest possibility is that he may have offended someone unintentionally.The entertainment industry is a mixed bag, Song Qing thinks she is not a kind person, and it is normal for some people to hate him.

"Who am I? You should have an answer." Those eyes passed him and fell behind him.

Song Qing was slightly stunned, and turned her head suddenly, the god statue behind her was staring at them with cold and merciless eyes.

"Didn't you just find out?"

No, Song Qing let go of her hand suddenly, with shock written all over her face.Stepping back half a step unconsciously, "No...impossible!"

This answer is ridiculous.

Song Qing pulled her hair and forced herself to calm down.He took a deep breath, "Okay, who are you? For what purpose are you approaching me, money? If it's money, how much do you want?"

Those eyes still stayed on the stone statue, looking at the simple but vivid sculpture.Afterwards, he turned his gaze back to Song Qing, and spoke again in a low and hoarse voice.

"My name is Lou Jialuo."

Lou Jialuo?Song Qing searched in her mind to make sure she had never heard of this name.

"Of course, you have many names for me, God of Death, God of Evil, and these humans living in this land, they are more used to calling me... God of Darkness."

The special smell of burning candles filled the air, and Song Qing's pupils reflected the man's deep eyes.

Plop, plop, plop...

He heard his own heartbeat.

It took what seemed like a century before he found his voice, "What, what did you say?"

The man seemed to have foreseen his surprise, and didn't answer his question, just giving him time to digest.

Gradually, Song Qing's expression became weird.He looked at the face covered by the scarf in front of him, "Are you kidding me?"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you."

Song Qing raised her eyebrows, walked in front of the man, he stared into the other's eyes, and the man's calm eyes met his.

Song Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, and said suspiciously: "Who would believe such a thing, unless..."

The man remained silent, waiting for his next sentence.

However, in the blink of an eye, Song Qing's hand suddenly moved forward—instantly tore off the black scarf covering the man's face.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.

The scarf fell to the ground, kicking up dust.Song Qing just felt that even her heartbeat stopped, and it seemed that there was only this face in front of her in the whole world.

Song Qing had never seen such a handsome face.There are many beautiful men and women in the entertainment industry, and there are not a few amazing ones.But looking at his acting career in the past ten years, he has never met a more beautiful face than the man in front of him.

From bones, contours to facial features, this face has a beauty beyond human.But he has an expression that does not belong to human beings, he...

Definitely not human!

His subconscious mind told him that what the mysterious man in front of him said was true!Because he felt the same aura as the stone statue from this person—the aura of darkness and death.

As if he didn't expect this human being to dare to take off his scarf, the man's handsome face showed a little surprise.However, he soon regained his composure.

"Now, do you believe it?"

Song Qing murmured: "Museum...In the museum, is it you that is engraved on the stone tablet?" Then he suddenly turned his head and looked at the stone statue again.

The god in front of him didn't answer him directly, but replied in a still calm voice: "This nation has rich imagination."

Song Qing was speechless for a moment.

As if there was no way to overlap this handsome face with the image of the glaring fangs behind her, Song Qing's mind was in a mess, and finally she managed to say: "You must have offended them."

The other party glanced at him, "Don't you humans all respect and fear me?"

Before Song Qing could speak, he took a step forward and walked under the stone statue.

Above the head is a horrific stone statue, but below is a peerless handsome face. Song Qing swallowed her saliva at the fantastic scene in front of her.

Then, as if recovering from this grotesque scene, he asked back: "Wait, darkness... Your name is Lou Jialuo, right? Okay, let me ask you, have I not offended you? You keep talking What exactly do you want to do to tease me this time?" Lou Jialuo stared at him, his pale lips slightly parted.Since revealing his true face, he seems to have removed his disguise, his voice is cold, but there is no trace of hoarseness. "You didn't offend me. It's just that you were chosen unfortunately."

"Choose?" Song Qing frowned, "Are you going to kill me?"

Lou Jialuo shook his head, "I didn't kill you. You chose the fate of death. And I just want to see if you are not afraid of death as you said."

Song Qing tried to piece together some truth from these endless words, perhaps it was true that the three views follow the five senses, since the so-called dark god revealed his true face, he actually felt the other party's lifeless expression...

Inexplicably interesting?

Telling himself not to be fooled by beauty, he lowered his voice, "What is the fate I chose? If you are really a god, you should know that the doctor said that my illness may last for decades. You see I'm dead, so sorry, you may have to come back in 30 or [-] years."

The calm face like an ancient well suddenly evoked a chuckle, as if the gods were mocking the innocence of human beings. "Song Qing, don't you understand? This time it's not a hallucination, you will die."

Song Qing was slightly taken aback.

The god who symbolizes death said: "You said that you are not afraid of death, so this time, let me see if you are really as you said before the real death comes."

"Hey!" In an instant, Song Qing felt that this handsome face had become hideous.He reached out to grab the collar of the other party, but the moment his hand touched the black clothes, he suddenly passed through.

He was completely empty.

The figure of the god of death gradually became transparent, and he looked at Song Qing with compassion in his eyes, "Song Qing, face fate bravely, I... look forward to your answer."

"Hey, come back!" Song Qing shouted loudly, but the figure in front of her gradually faded until it finally disappeared completely.

What Lou Jialuo said is true!No human could disappear so suddenly in front of him, Song Qing stood there for a long time in a daze.

When he came back to his senses, he realized what Lou Jialuo meant.

This underground hole, no water, no food, nothing——

He will really die this time!

作者有话要说：高亮：是甜文！攻不渣！感谢在2021-09-2723:13:10~2021-09-2819:18:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 speech mirror;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!