After I died, I became a cat

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... Really just sing when there is a disagreement?

Ye Weidan turned around and thought.

The slightly curved iron rods provided more space for movement. He finally straightened his back a little, lifted his feet, put the weight on them, and kicked them up.

The iron rod finally bent a large arc.

Ye Weidan snorted, with a little pride in his eyes, and was about to make the second iron rod in the same way, when he heard Ms. Serra behind him screaming: "Ma Lun!"

At some point in time, in the ruined Silent Detention Center, the aether was rushing like a mighty river, turbulent and violent.It seemed that the prohibition against the entire dungeon had completely failed, but apart from Ms. Serra's scream, the entire detention center seemed to be silent as if there was no one else.

Feeling that something was wrong, Ye Weidan turned his head suddenly, and what he saw was Mu Lun who was crouching in the corner with his head bowed, looking dejected.

……how?Finally feel ashamed that I suddenly opened my mouth to sing?

Ye Weidan thought so, and saw Ms. Sela covering her mouth with one hand, and gently pushing Maren with the other hand.

Then, Mullen, who was pushed lightly, fell down hard along the wall.

Ye Weidan seemed to hear a bang.

Lifeless, bang.

"..."

The fallen Mullen raised his head, and the chief singer of the Shining Star quickly condensed large flakes of gray flakes in his beautiful green eyes, which were quite famous among women.

Looking at Ma Lun like this, Ye Weidan took a step back subconsciously, and he didn't even know why he backed down.

how?what happened?

The 17-year-old boy's mind fell into a dullness that he didn't dare to face, and Ms. Serra put down her hand covering her own mouth.

She's really good at covering people's mouths.

Because of her covering her mouth, Ye Weidan didn't know if she could speak now.He stayed silent for two or three seconds, then crawled back to the wall, hesitated for a moment, and put his hand under Maren's nose just like he did in the TV series.

Ms. Serra looked away, not looking at Ye Weidan whose eyes suddenly widened.

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, moistened her dry and sore throat, opened her mouth lightly, and sang hoarsely the lyrics that Maren desperately tried to reassure her during the chat:

"...The breath is like a thread, and you are getting old, and you don't want to die peacefully."

***

"Go to hell!"

Under the Yunding Tribunal, it can be called music and the only unknown existence for the time being.

It hears the song, the song from the silent prison, which stirs the ether, shakes its claim to be the only one.

And, with the "only", money, power, and reputation.

Money, power, reputation, all belong to the committee.

But in the end, they all belong to the existence that the committee bred.

The Council was not unaware of this existence, but the Council's purpose was aligned with this newly born "mystery", so they happily fed it, building brass listening rooms everywhere, and unleashing its power.

One law after another is added, and a little bit of shackles is reduced.The unknown existence possesses wisdom, and slowly learns from generations of committee members.

It's not yet time for this evil to erupt.

However, several foreign visitors descended from the sky.

...One must become "the only one" in order to face the indescribable god.

The unknown now thinks so.

So under his eyes that didn't know why, under His sighing and funny eyes, it said:

"Go to hell."

In the Yunding Tribunal, the twelve-winged archangel in the center instantly turned its target, pulled out a golden cross long sword from the void, and pointed it in the direction of the Silent Detention Center.

Determine the target, and the archangel cut it down with a sword.

***

The singing stopped abruptly.

Silent Detention Center is as quiet as ever, and the quiet prisoners are well aware of what happened.

Ye Weidan fell into a daze, he really didn't know why two people died in front of him in just two lines of lyrics.

This is completely different from the mosaic that the PU investigation service company complained about the dead body through the screen of the mobile phone.

However, he had already been stunned by Mullen once, and Ms. Serra made his brain work again.

A surge of hot blood rushed straight to the top of the young man's head, and his short hair burst open like a lion's mane for a moment.In an instant, countless people spoke thousands of words in his mind, and these thousands of words finally turned into a handsome young man in a slim police uniform.

The angry teenager calmed down a little.

And the young man in police uniform who was so perfect that he shouldn't have been born in this world sat on the bench, supported the slightly crooked police cap on his head, and taught Ye Weidan:

"Well, then, first of all, we have to look at the victim's relationships, we have to know, 'Who did the murderer?'."

"No matter who the murderer is," Ye Weidan said in his heart, "I will kill him."

He turned around, kicked the iron rod, and finally bent the iron rod into a narrow hole for him to drill through.

The 17-year-old boy was already taller than the average adult. He protected the cat in his arms and barely squeezed in. The clothes on his body were scratched with long holes, and he stood in the corridor of the dungeon.

Compared with the cell, although the corridor is full of broken stones and cracks, it can be regarded as intact.Ye Weidan felt that the corridor was too narrow, and because it was too narrow, he could see the prison cell opposite at a glance, an old man who was crushed to the ground by the broken stone, facing upwards, with only the upper body exposed.

"Hello!" Ye Weidan leaned over without thinking, and shouted through the iron fence, "The old man, are you okay?"

The old man didn't answer, but Ye Weidan heard his breathing as loud as a broken windmill.

The iron rods on this side had been broken by the falling ceiling, Ye Weidan only had to forcefully break one of the iron rods apart, and he was able to get into the opposite cell.

The teenager's thumb was cut into a long wound by the rust on the iron rod, and blood gushed out.He broke open the iron rod only to find it, clicked his tongue, first clenched his thumb tightly, then felt troublesome, let go of his fist, and half knelt beside the old man.

"Hello!" Ye Weidan shouted again.

The old man's eyelids trembled, but he didn't move any more.Ye Weidan didn't care, and checked the condition of the cat again. He glanced at the few pieces of gravel that were pressing on the old man's body, and started to move it.

He removed the small top piece first, and then pushed the piece that was directly pressing on the old man's leg.For some reason, he always felt that his strength had suddenly increased a lot. The boulder looked amazingly big, but after some hard work, he bumped and bumped the gravel and moved it a few inches.

It was good not to move it, but once the gravel was removed, what Ye Weidan saw in front of his eyes was only a large pool of blood, and the muddy flesh and bones in the blood pool.

Ye Weidan, who graduated from high school, hesitated for a moment, and found that he couldn't judge whether the injury was cured or not, and where to treat it.

What Chen Erhuang said is right, no matter how lucky he is, the reality will not give him a chance of big success.

…Let’s remove the other piece of gravel first, Ye Weidan, who discovered his ignorance for the first time, could only think so, but suddenly heard a rustling sound.

He looked for the sound and found that it was the old man waking up from a coma, unconsciously grasping the ground with his hands because of the pain.

The old man opened his eyes, and the small figure of a 17-year-old boy was reflected in a pair of old and cloudy eyes.

Panting, the old man stretched out his withered hand to Ye Weidan.

Ye Weidan, who didn't know what the old man wanted to do, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and held the old man's hand.

"Hey, hold on," he said.

Ye Weidan who said so did not notice, or could not find out, that in the dungeon, the ether that was once surging like a great river had changed its posture and surrounded him.

To the old man, the source of the tremendous strength that surprised the young man was obvious.

Because, there are two people who sang two songs.

All along, I was wrong, so everyone said.

If the qi is like a floating thread, you are getting old and unwilling to die peacefully.

Everything in the old man's vision gradually blurred, and the young man holding his hand also turned into mottled and glowing patches of color.

With the last of his strength, he followed the first two lines and read out the third line of lyrics that Mullen had mentioned earlier.

"...they gathered around my bed, asking if I had any unfulfilled last wishes..."

"Hey! What the hell are you waiting for!" Ye Weidan shouted loudly, wanting to stop.

But the old man had already closed his eyes, only his hands were still holding Ye Weidan tightly like an iron hoop.

"Can't you just say something else?!" Ye Weidan roared, unable to break free, "Say something useful! Tell me what the hell is going on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone sang in the depths of the dungeon.

The person's location is far away from here. When Mullen said the lyrics and melody of "Son of Rebellion", the person should not be able to hear it.

But the man improvised the lyrics and directly used the melody of "Mountain of Light".

"...Basic food, housing, transportation, food, rice, oil, salt," she sang like a nightingale in a fairy tale, "No, nine to five, safe and smooth."

Ye Weidan wanted to curse.

Before he could open his mouth, five people in different cells sang at the same time:

"...But since, so to speak, why did you stay?"

Sentence after sentence, dozens of people, in the Silent Detention Center, sang in unison and pulled their throats.

Ye Weidan, the only listener, felt that they didn't tune together.

This ugly song goes like this:

"...That's probably because I'm a waste."

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The author has something to say:

It took a while to write the lyrics.

Shit doesn't make sense, so you don't need to delve into it.Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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