After the waste wood is dropped, A explodes the world

"Cheat corpse!"

Chu Xun was lying on the coffin, with a pair of dark eyes turning back and forth, so frightened that the young lady who put on his makeup rushed out of the door.

The funeral home was suddenly in chaos.

Chu Xun lifted the white sheet covering his body and sat up, looking around, there were more than 30 beds neatly parked in the spacious room, all covered with white sheets, and a pair of bare feet were exposed outside the sheet.

"Is the underworld so developed? There are still beds?"

He looked down at the shelf next to the bed. On the shelf were combs, tweezers, and some unnamed bottles and jars, which looked like rouge powder for women.

He was about to get out of bed when one of his feet just touched the ground when a group of men and women rushed in. When they saw him getting out of bed, they were so frightened that they peed on their ass and ran away in groups.

"Call the police! It's a fraud!"

In the corridor, such voices can be heard endlessly.

Only a tall man was left at the door, wearing a mask and a white coat, looking at him coldly.

"Hello." Chu Xun put his bare feet back, sat on the coffin and spoke timidly.

"Our business doesn't say hello."

Chu Xun smiled awkwardly, "Excuse me..."

"Enter here, it's better not to have a hippie smile on your face."

Chu Xun secretly rolled his eyes, and 1 grass-and-mud horses galloped past in his heart. There are really many rules in this underworld, more than the rules and regulations in the underworld, but people have to bow their heads under the eaves, so they said bitterly: "Excuse me, are you Bai Wuchang?"

"What did you say?" The man frowned.

"Isn't it you who hooked my soul here?"

The man was silent for a long time, and said coldly, "I'm not that capable."

Chu Xun wanted to swear, but held back, and said softly, "My name is Chu Xun, what's your name?"

"Liu Xuan."

"here it is……"

"The undertaker's dressing room."

Chu Xun wanted to ask something more, but a lot of people in white coats and green clothes rushed in, and without saying a word, they took his arms and walked out.

Just as he was about to yell, he was pushed onto an iron machine, and with a "beep", his eyes fell into darkness.After seeing the light again, the group of people in white coats got together and said something he didn't understand.

"This patient came back from the dead, which is really rare. Through CT scan and MRI, it can be seen that the patient's lateral ventricle and third ventricle are enlarged, the groove of the head is widened, and the brain structure has certain abnormalities."

He was in a fog when he was suddenly picked up by the group of people and stuffed into an iron box with four wheels outside the house. He bumped all the way, and just when his stomach was about to be vomited, the iron box suddenly stopped. Living.

Getting out of the iron box and stopping in front of a tall hall, he glanced at the words on the plaque, "Fog City Psychiatric Hospital."

Three days after entering the mental hospital in a daze, Chu Xun was sitting on the bed in a daze when a patient suddenly picked up a chair and threw him at him.

He subconsciously raised his hand to block it, who thought it was too forceful, the chair was slapped flying by his palm, smashing against the window glass beside him, the splashed glass shards entered his eyes, and the patient took the opportunity to kick him on the head.

In an instant, he seemed to have been opened up to Ren and Du's two veins. After a headache, some memories that did not belong to him rushed straight into his brain.

Car crash? Death? Rebirth?

Just when the doctor ran in to control him, his mind was clear, and he finally understood that after his death, his soul did not enter the Underworld, but was reborn by attaching to a trash with the same name and surname after 3000 years. up.

"Doctor Li, the fragments in Chu Xun's eyes have been taken out, and it will be fine in a few days."

"Well, let's go."

Chu Xun was lying on the bed with white gauze covering his eyes, when he heard the doctor was about to leave, he patted the bed and shouted, "Wait a minute, I have something to say."

"say what?"

"Doctor, I'm not crazy."

"That's what psychopaths say."

"What I said is true. The original owner of my body did die in a car accident a week ago, and he did not come back from the dead. As for me, I died 3000 years ago. For some reason, my soul did not enter the underworld, but instead Reborn through this physical body..."

"Aren't you saying you're not crazy?"