What was the worst thing that ever happened to you?

What was the worst thing that ever happened to you? – What?

The horror stories of the past have now become reality.

Now, my good friend sitting in front of me, I suspect he’s dead and stinks.

He didn’t have a heart this time.

“Give me your life for a few days. I’m sorry.

01

In school, no one really cares about you. They just care that you don’t mess with the school. There’s no secret in many schools that seem to be quiet.

Just now, an amazing thing happened in our school, when the school ordered that nothing be said and used it to threaten us, so we were afraid to say anything, and I admit that I did.

Now that it’s been so long, I’ve been thinking about it all the time, and I’ve been trying to tell you about it, and I’ve been holding it up for so many years.

It’s a normal afternoon, and I’m sitting in the second row of the last row of the class, listening to middle-aged language teachers, and my eyelids are getting heavy…

Bang! I woke up from my sleep, and I raised my head and caught a man with my blindfold: He jumped out of the stool and ran straight out of the classroom door.

There’s no warning, and the speed doesn’t even make me see whether he pushed the door or hit it with his hand.

The teachers and students present are not bad.

I blinked and looked at it, and I was missing a man in my first three rows of seats — Zhou Zhi.

Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi

That’s when the students in the classroom ran out of a hive, including me, of course.

I ran out of the classroom and saw the hallway open to the door window, and both the teacher and the classmate were lying by the window enough to look downstairs.

There’s nobody downstairs. This is the fourth floor!

The teacher panics, and it’s a big accident for a student during school. It’s not just a punishment. Children are the family’s treasures, especially boys, in our poor country.

At that time, the school nurse came out behind the flower garden and pointed with a broom: “Goes to the boiler room.” I’m sorry.

The female teacher heard three steps and two steps, running down the stairs with the arm, and said, “Go back, don’t come out!” I’m sorry.

The students, who are restless, are afraid to come down the stairs with the impeccableness of their female teachers, with their windows and their mouths shut.

But she can’t scare me.

I have a famous prick in school and a lot of guts, and infractions are common.

When the teacher turned around and went downstairs, I had an eye with Sun Peng, my best friend, who had played naked to the big secret of nature, and immediately flew down the other stairs.

I thought to myself: After all, the teacher is old, and we can’t run fast, and I have to look at the boiler room before her, so I can promote it at school.

It was true that when we went to the boiler room on the north side of the playground, the female teacher had just left the building.

In the middle of the summer, the old boiler room smelled of rot and iron doors were wrapped up in a layer of black oil, which was disgusting.

And she found us far away and cried out at us, “Sun Peng and Liang Mo Sung, get the hell back here!” Who let you out? I’m sorry.

We both used to take what the teacher said in our ears, and this time, of course.

I looked closer and closer, and I looked at the sticky oil stains on the doorknob, and I couldn’t take it, and I tried to pull the iron door in the boiler room, but I couldn’t.

Sun Peng also came to help and tried to pull a few times, and the iron door remained unscathed.

The door is locked inside!

I heard a man on the back of the Iron Door saying something.

As the teacher approached, Sun Peng was still alive and had his ears attached to the iron door, trying to hear what Zhou Chi was whispering in it.

As soon as I thought of the two small windows on the side of the boiler room, I could see what was inside the house, I ran to the side, with my hands on the window table, and I went through it with my hands.

Zhou Chi is in the house, with an identical attitude to Sun Peng, and his ears are on the iron door, his eyes are stagnating, and his body is as if he was in a tremor of his own accord.

I looked in my eyes, and suddenly I had a goose bump: What was Ziqi doing?

At a time when I was wrong, my back was grabbed by a big hand, and my heart was shocked and the tunnel was bad.

I was dragged down from the window by a woman teacher who yelled at me and Sun Peng: “Who let you out?” Get the fuck back to class. I’m sorry.

I pretended to listen to Sun Peng, slowly walking back, and there were more and more people surrounded by the boiler room, and I saw even a few male teachers kicking the iron door with their feet and trying to get Zhou Chi out of it.

I was sitting on the lawn of the school with Sun Peng, and I looked at it, and I asked, “What is Zhou Zi?” Do you understand me?”

“It’s as if this man is dead, and that man is dead.” I don’t know what he’s talking about. I’m sorry.

This phrase reminds me of the weird moves within the Iron Gate, which have left me neither understanding nor fear.

I don’t know why I didn’t tell Sun Peng what I saw.

And in the years that followed, it became a nightmare that I was not able to pass on, and it made me dreamt again and again at midnight, and I did not talk to anyone until it happened.

02

It also took about half an hour for several police vehicles to come and several police officers to enter the school, either by the boiler room, to learn from the teacher or to know what to do in front of the iron door.

Later, I had the vague impression that the iron door had been opened by the police because it was far away, and I was not sure whether it had been opened with a key or broken with violence, and I only remembered that Zhou Chi had been carried out by a policeman and had taken a police car and driven out of school.

The crowd was slowly dispersed, and the iron door was closed again, as if nothing had happened.

During the evening self-study, the teacher gave us a brief class session to explain Zhou’s weird behaviour in the afternoon, which I heard was the school’s “public relations talk” designed to reduce the impact.

The female teacher explained that Zhou Chi had jumped from school because he was suffering from sleepwalking disease for many years, when he was taking a nap in the classroom and suddenly suffered from a disease; he ran to the gate to lock himself up, and because he was afraid of being blamed for his mistakes.

The teacher added that Zhou Chi is in a hospital in the city for comprehensive treatment, that his parents have arrived at the hospital and that he is in good health. Please be assured that he should return to school soon. I’m sorry.

At the end of the class, the teacher also stressed that what happened today cannot be mentioned to anyone, not even the parents, and that once discovered, they are expelled from school.

I really wanted to rebut it at the class. There were so many questions that I didn’t get answered.

Zhou Zi was my neighbour when I was a kid and we used to take a nap in the school’s lunch room. He didn’t even snort. Why did he suddenly suffer from a perennial sleep disease?

And Zhou Chi jumped off the teaching building. That’s the fourth fucking floor! How did he do that? A normal man can’t survive without a short leg.

Why didn’t his parents come to school? I know what kind of person his parents were, and why didn’t they go to school and ask questions because the boss wouldn’t let him pick up the food, and he blew up the stand.

The last question is coming to an end with my age, and perhaps the school spent a great deal of money on it, blocking Zhou’s mouth, without further fermentation, but the first two questions remain in my head for years.

It is even more strange that Zhouji’s madness is really, as it never happened, slowly forgotten by those who went through it, and soon he did return to school to continue his studies, but became more silent than ever before.

After junior high school, my family paid me to go to the city’s main high school, and I suddenly learned my parents’ hard work and started to study well, and I wasn’t stupid, but I went to a two-school school, which was bad, and became a mystery novelist by chance.

Zhou Chi and Sun Peng are not so lucky that they haven’t studied since the mid-school exams, and Sun Peng worked at home in a farm, with his father in a few huts nearby, and the fruit and vegetables were sold in a good way.

I heard that Zhou Zhou Zhi has been at home for so many years, afraid to communicate, and that Zhou’s parents have become “easy” because of their children, as in the countryside, where a family’s children have been in trouble, and the family has not been able to lift their heads…

I’ve been out there all these years, and I’ve been lucky to earn a little money in town with a pencil, and my parents have been blessed in the city I received earlier.

I don’t know where Sun Peng got my phone call, so I had to go back home, and I didn’t think I’d be able to come back to my old school and say, “What happened? I’m sorry.

I haven’t seen Sun Peng for 10 years, and we’ve been together for a long time, and by chance we’ve been born on the same day. I’m a whole year older than him and I’m like a brother in pants. Despite the lack of contact for many years, it was as though it had been a very cordial time to meet again, as if in a moment it had returned to the age of the students to pick up the walls and rip the tails of the girls.

Sun Peng has changed so much because of his long years of physical work, which has darkened his skin, but he has a strong body, and he has a thick bandage on his left ear, which accidentally hurts when he works.

And there’s one weird thing, since I saw Sun Peng, I’ve been smelling a bad smell, so familiar and indescribable.

As I began to wonder about my life, my grandson from across the street took a big green stick on the table and suffocated himself, “Do you know why Zhou Zi has become this way? I’m sorry.

When I got here in a hurry, I said, “Is Zhou Chi alive? I thought he’d be gone before he got sick. I’m sorry.

“Maybe you’re right. Zhou Chi is dead, or Zhou Chi is no longer human. “Sun Peng had another drink and his body shivered slightly.

03

Sun Peng has another sip of wine, like a shock, slowing down the tone: “In the years you’ve been gone, Zhou Ziji has committed many more diseases. I’m sorry.

“Sometimes, you’re all dead, you’re dead, you’re dead, and sometimes you’re crawling up on the roof, you’re groaning, and the police and fire department come to get him back.” I’m sorry.

Sun Peng’s eyes are running away from these things, but he wants to talk about them, so he spits it out.

“Brother, why are you so nervous about Zhou Chi? I don’t understand.

“One night Zhou Chi ran away from home, and I knew he was sick. His parents happened to be out of the house the other day, except for his grandfather, an old man who walked in the wrong direction and chased him. I’m sorry.

“As I was passing by, I didn’t say anything about chasing him up, trying to drag him back as usual. Who knows how fast he ran that day, and I could only see his dark back, running straight to school, or the boiler room. I’m sorry.

Sun Peng said that his facial muscles were twitching, and his beer bottles were stomping on the table, so it didn’t break. I’m sorry.

I leaned over and said, “What happened then?” Is he in the gate again? I’m sorry.

Sun Peng was drinking again, and he was locked in his eyebrow: “I saw him sneaking into the iron door, this time it was unlocked, and it was open, it was dark, and I didn’t think about it, and I went straight in there, and I thought… I wanted to get Zhou Zi back! I’m sorry.

Then what happened? I’m sorry.

Sun Peng raised his head slowly, his eyes stopped running away, and his eyes were staring at me with red blood. I’m sorry.

“What do you say?” Although I’m a writer who’s written countless horror stories, such strange things happen to me or make me stand up, when my fear has gone far beyond my curiosity and asks, “What do you see? I’m sorry.

Sun Peng showed a smile and shook his head and said, “I just went into the iron door… The iron door closed suddenly. It was dark. I couldn’t see anything. I’m sorry.

“Can it be the wind?” “I know it’s very rude to interrupt, but I’m anxious to explain everything in the real world.

“How big is the wind to blow the iron door?” Sun Peng smiles.

I’m talking a little bit.

Sun Peng is out of his tongue, licking his mouth, swallowing his saliva, and it’s true that people look at me when they’re nervous, and it seems that my novels are not fabricated.

“I took out my cell phone in the dark and turned on my flashlight to look for Ziqi, and I was wondering why he had no voice in the house, if he had not been a strong grunt for every disease. I’m sorry.

“This weird quiet makes me hairy, turns around and tries to run, but I’ve pushed a few fucking doors, and I can’t push them, just like I did at the time! I’m sorry.

Sun Peng’s eyes have become more red than before, and the body’s tremors have increased slightly, and the face is getting worse and worse.

I felt Sun Peng’s fear and poured him a glass of wine, which was the only thing I could do: “Let’s talk about it, have a drink.” I’m sorry.

As if Sun Peng had not heard me, he continued to say, “I found the door unopened, so I had to walk to the house with the light of my handle, and by the big pipe in the boiler room, and I found myself standing alone. I’m sorry.

“He’s dressed like he’s not a modern man. He’s in black, he’s wearing black hats, he’s on black and white shoes, he’s not tall, he’s thin, he’s like a bone rack. I’ve never seen him before! I’m sorry.

He looked at me like this, and he looked up and looked at me, and I looked at him like this… and I couldn’t remember what happened, and I woke up in the hospital bed. I’m sorry.

I had Sun Peng’s hair all over his body, so I interrupted him. What about Zhou?

Sun Peng smiled: “I examined my body at the hospital, there was no problem, the doctor said I fainted with low blood sugar, but my body knew it was definitely not because of that. I’m sorry.

“Chou Chi is fine, I followed the wrong person that day, and Zhou Chi didn’t run in the direction of the school. The old king of the fish pond later found him in a cement pipe under the bridge and carried him back, but I was different. I’m sorry.

“What’s wrong with you?” I wonder.

“You lean over your ears, I tell you. I’m sorry.

And I bowed my head, and it was as if I had returned to that summer, and Sun Peng and I were lying down on the iron door, trying to hear what Zhou Chi was whispering in it.

“I can see death! I’m sorry.

04

Sun Peng said that to make me feel cold. See the dead? What’s going on? Who the hell is that black man? There were countless questions in my head.

Sun Peng saw my doubts and went on to say, “From that day on, I had the same symptoms as Zhou Zi, and I always went crazy for no reason, ran out of my house, hid where no one could see, whispered, and I didn’t remember anything after I woke up…”

Sun Peng became more excited when I asked what I was talking to myself, and he told me what I was saying.

“This one’s dead, too. I remember that summer 10 years ago, after that iron door, Zhou Zi almost came out.

“Yes! I can’t believe I said the same fucking thing I said 10 years ago! The fear in Sun Peng’s eyes is awakening with tears. “I just want to save people, why? I’m sorry.

I can’t say a word after Sun Peng.

I’d love to comfort Sun Peng, but this fear is not something that can be experienced in a few skeptical novels.

It’s hard to believe that this big, dark, big man is afraid of this.

“I went to a lot of doctors, even to the famous fairy in the village, and even to the law didn’t work. “Sun Peng slowly removed his hands from his face and his eyes were a little more tenacious.

“I began to record every time I had a disease, to see if there was a pattern. But I find that there’s nothing at all, sometimes a few days, sometimes a few months, the longest or even a year…”

“I don’t understand, but I am convinced that what happened to me and Ziqi was by no means an accident, that there must have been some kind of force in our conduct, and that three months ago I finally discovered my secret. I’m sorry.

“What is it? And what did you mean by seeing death? “Sun Peng’s talk has gone beyond my knowledge, and I was a steadfast atheist, and now I’m shaking.

Sun Peng caught a sip of food, a lot of mood relief, another sip of wine, and a sigh of “You know, the last six months have been rough, months of heavy rains and landslides, and many people have died, and daily news reports of disaster and death. I’m sorry.

Of course, I also know that my father taught me how to remember when I was a child, when I saw a disaster in the country, and I contributed to the village through the relevant agencies.

“I had more frequent cases in those days, and the worse, the more dead, the longer I had!” Sun Peng said, “Think about what happened in Zhou Ziqi after he got sick in class 10 years ago! I’m sorry.

I was struck by the shock of my head, and I remember very clearly that, in the days following Zhou Ziqi’s illness, a devastating and extraordinary traffic accident took place in Zhou Shuyu County, when a loaded bus hit the fence, slipped down the bridge, fell into the river and left no one alive.

“When I find this coincidence, look at the time of my illness before I look at it, and look at the news about the village in question. A few days after I do, there will always be a major news event, and as long as I die, the more people I die, the more serious I am.”

Sun Peng swallowed saliva and kept whispering, “I finally understood at this point that I and Zhou Chi were saying, “This man is dead and that man is dead.” I’m sorry.

“We’re trying to figure out the number of people who died in an accident in the rain! I’m sorry.

“This is a fucking cunt! “I cried out loud and didn’t feel that I was already wet in cold sweat.

05

As a skeptical novelist, I was impressed by the fact that an old man once told me about “fat.”

When the elderly were young, there had been a particularly devastating explosion in the village, and the village council had suddenly become a piece of debris, killing dozens of village cadres who were meeting and even affecting villagers within a radius of 100 metres.

The reason for this was said to have been the accidental explosion of about one ton of yellow explosives, which had been used on the ground floor of the village council to carry stones.

Prior to the Big Bang, several villagers in the village began to go mad inexplicably, with the elderly saying that they would die in large numbers in a short period of time due to the impending natural disaster, and that it was too short a time in the vicinity of the village.

It is only possible to draw out the eight-word negative sections of the village, counting the number of deaths and names in advance, and those who are “selected” will enter a state of dementia or pretentious mental state, and some will even speak verbs.

None of this is under their control, because they are doing something for the villains, also known as “scrambling.”

If a man’s eight words are negative, he can gradually understand and partially manipulate this behaviour after repeated uncontrolled passages, from being a “black man” to being a real “black.”

Such people are the connections between the sun and the shadow, and can predict the occurrence of future disasters in the vicinity, the exact number of deaths and even the names of the dead.

I’ve been listening to this story from the old man, and I’ve been trying to use it as a material in one of my skeptical novels in the future.

I looked at Sun Peng with my mouth open and my eyes staring like a light bulb, and he looked more scared than I did, and the muscles of my face were shaking and he couldn’t say a word.

“What do I do now? I don’t want to be a wimp, I don’t want to… “Sun Peng shiver and say, subconscious again, with his hands over his face, from his back, and I feel like he’s crying.

“Calm down, let me ask you, do you see the exact death toll and the name of the deceased when you’re sick? I’m sorry.

Sun Peng asked me a question, bit my lips, “No, no, I can’t see it. I don’t remember anything about it. I’m sorry.

“No, but you’re not really a “girt” now, though you’ve gone a few times, but it’s a “temporary worker” at best. If you can really see the number of people dying and the exact name, it’s too late. I’m sorry.

I’d like to take a breath if everything the teacher told me was true.

“The most important thing for you now is to get out of this irregular state of “vagina” and cut off all ties between you and you, or sooner or later you’ll become a real “negative”! I looked at Sun Peng, told him.

“When you see the number of dead and the name, you’re dead. Even though the consciousness is still alive, the body becomes black and rotting over and over again, and becomes a living dead man with a stench that rots into the dirt and is eaten by wild dogs! I’m sorry.

Suen Peng was in a coma, there was no light in his eyes, and I even felt that sitting across from me was a dead body, and suddenly he grabbed my hand and scared me of a “I’m still alive?” What do I do now? I’m sorry.

And before I answered, he suddenly began to twitch and his eyes became so evil that I knew he was going to “smuggle.”

After two minutes, Sun Peng started screaming, jumped out of the chair, ran out of the hotel door, I grabbed my coat and immediately followed it up, threw a few red tickets at the bar and shouted, “No need to look. I’m sorry.

Fuck, I guess the rest of the guests are stupid. Is that how their hair is?

Soon after running, Sun Peng finally stopped by the bridge at the village entrance, bowed to the ground with his back on his back and grunted: dead, dead, dead…

I can’t do anything. I can’t do anything. I can’t do anything.

After about 20 minutes, Sun Peng raised his head slowly, and I looked at him, and the evil in his eyes went down, and he was replaced by fear and helplessness, and the tears woke up, “I saw, I saw…”

Can he see the number and name of the dead? “What did you see?” I was anxious to ask.

“I saw your name! I’m sorry.

06

“What? See my name? *I can’t believe I’m looking at Sun Peng and looking for answers in his frightened eyes *

“What else did you see? I’m asking.

“I… I saw the black man who was in the boiler room last time, and he gave me a brochure and a pen, and I picked him up, and I wrote your name uncontrollably and I didn’t know anything… It’s never been like this before… “Sun Peng’s shiver says his eyes are lost as if it was all his fault.

I’m so cold, I’m so fucking unlucky, I’ve come back to my village and I’ve been told by the old man that anyone who sees a name in a bad way proves that he is dead in the sun and that the results of his recent death cannot be changed.

Am I really going to die?

My heart’s beating like it’s about to pop out of my throat.

I’m dying?

Sun Peng cried and said, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have let you back…”

I shake my head, and now I’m so small, I can’t figure out what to do with my head, and then I smell that stink, and I’m upset and sick.

I was silent, I didn’t know what to say, I didn’t know what to do, I shot Sun Peng’s shoulder, and I stood up and said, “I’m going home first,” and went back to my village.

The house had been empty for many years, and I had simply packed it up, I had my clothes on, and I climbed to the bed in a mess and wrapped myself in a tight blanket. Even though the covers are bad, they give me some sense of security.

I lay in bed, shivering from the beginning, slowly calming down and thinking about my next response.

Damn it, I’ll die if the pussy sees the name. I went into endless despair.

And then I looked out the window at the light and thought of a man, Zhou Ji.

He has been sick for 10 years since that summer, and he should have become a real vagina that can see life and death. After all these years, he should have rotted for nothing, but Zhou Chi has not died, according to Sun Peng.

What’s the difference between this old man and the pussy I told you about?

In order to survive, my brain is moving at a fast pace: if Zhou Chi is still alive, then it’s not exactly true what the old man says. I might be fucking saved!

I felt like I was having an accident, so I sat up and pushed the window to look next door.

I can’t wait until tomorrow morning. I’m going to Zhou Chi’s house right now.

The door opened when I knocked to the third sound. Open the door to Zhouji’s mother, and I knew it.

She’s not as strong as I remember when I was a child, and she’s covered in white-haired weeds, and wrinkles on her face like carving on her skin.

“I’m Sung-suk, Auntie, remember me? “I’m living next door. I used to be a friend of Zhou Chi’s. I’m sorry.

I know, of course, how ridiculous it is to come to the house in the middle of the night, but I can’t think of other reasons.

“Oh, it’s you. I remember when you were kids in the yard and in the mud, and I took a bath. Zhou’s face was so sweet, she pulled the door open: “Come on in, Zhouji is in the house and his father is in town selling mountain goods. I’m sorry.

As I can remember, the small double suite, as if with the passing of time, had become more water-shrunk, and the luxurious redwood furniture had become dark, and in the corner of the house there was a brand-new, large refrigerator, which seemed to be inconvenient, and the faint chandelier had added to my already thawing mind.

The house was this big, and I looked at the door of Ziqi, and I saw a 14 and 5-year-old boy sitting on the bed, looking at me the same way.

Teenage color is an unhealthy white, thin, and gives me a feeling of chronic infirmity.

His skin was even whiter in a black pyjamas, and a pair of red socks was particularly offensive to him.

I looked around, and I didn’t find Ziqi, as if only Zhou’s mother and the young two.

Where’s Zhou Chi? Who’s this kid?

Mother Zhou saw my doubts and just wanted to explain that he heard the young man say calmly, “No need to look, I am Zhou Yi.” I’m sorry.

07

“Are you Zhou Ji? “I looked at him with my eyes wide open, but I wasn’t surprised, because tonight I’ve been through too many things beyond my knowledge, and I’m a little numb.

“You come to my room, I’ll tell you slowly. “He looked at me calmly and for a moment, and I called him Zhou Zhou Zi, because he was really far from the Ziqi that I knew.”

After a simple look, I found out that Sun Peng did not describe him differently, that he was less afraid of being alive and being closed than I thought he was, and instead I felt he was very talkative.

Although I hesitated, I walked into Ziqi’s room — and I wondered if I was still alive, more than I was afraid.

“I know you’re surprised why I’m like this. Zhou Chi broke my doubts without waiting for me to speak.

I haven’t gone to high school since I had my first triad, but I’ve gone crazy, like everyone else, but nobody believes I’m a normal person of mind, except my mother. Zhou Ziqi was helpless.

“I know. You’ve become a bad boy, haven’t you? “I have no one to meet, and I have no one to talk to.

Zhou Ziu was stunned and suddenly smiled in the face: “I didn’t think you knew that, right, and I forgot that you and Sun Peng grew up naked, right? That’s right, I’m a pussy. I’ve been selected since I had my first three. I’m sorry.

I don’t know if I’m happy, but I don’t know if it’s any good, but I’ve borrowed a little bit of my life off a dead man. I’m sorry.

I listen to the air, and I feel like I’m going to collapse.

It seems like Zhou Ziqi did not see my concern, but when I did not know how to answer him, he went to the table at the bedside and poured a glass of water, and asked me, “Did you come for Sun Peng?” I’m sorry.

I’m here for Sun Peng? I’m fucking here for myself. I’m scolding myself.

But I’m going to think, why would Zhou Zhou ask me that? I made a terrible nod and wanted to hear what Zhou Chi would say next.

“There’s no way to save it. I’m telling you not to waste your time. He’s dying. I saw it with my own eyes. I’m bad. I’m sorry.

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“I read to him about his death a month in advance, and wanted him to spend more time with his family, so don’t be sorry.

“He didn’t believe it at first, and I told him when I thought he was going to die, and he checked my time of madness and death and cried…

“Hey, he knocked at my house almost every day, asked me how to fix it, asked me how he would die. I’m so tired of this noise, I thought he might have thought about it, but he didn’t come, and I didn’t think I’d let you in.

Did Zhou Chi say anything, but I heard something. Did Zhou Zhou Zi see Sun Peng die? What the hell is going on? My head is sore, I’ve had so much charades tonight that I’ve been thinking all over.

Zhou Chi suddenly looked at the calendar, then looked at the phone, and he turned his left hand on the brain: “Yo, look at my memory, I don’t normally go out to forget today’s number, it’s 18, Sun Peng is dead for three days! I’m sorry.

I was so shocked. Sun Peng died? What do I see… dead people?

08

My heart is already beating to the throat, my muscles are shaking uncontrollably, my hands are punching and my fingernails are strangling into my skin, trying to contain my fear with pain.

“Do you know how he died? Ha-ha-ha… ..it’s called a tragedy… .. .. ..that Zhou Zi looked at me as if he were dead as death.

I had no idea that Ziqi could see not only death, but also the process of death, and that my subconscious had taken a few steps back and suddenly felt the cold of the skirmish.

The image of this young man before me spreads a strong sense of oppression, and for a moment I even tried to take the door.

My heart reminds me of the need to stay calm, to never show a slightest panic, to embedding my fingernails in the flesh, to feel the pain in my brain, and I feel so close to the truth.

I pretended to be relaxed, clear my voice, and went on to say, “Sun Peng did come to me a few days ago and said something about you and him, and he hasn’t been answering his phone or texting lately, so I couldn’t go back to the village and see what was going on with him. I’m sorry.

“I can’t help but ask you if I didn’t see Sun Peng in the village, since he’s dead, I have nothing to ask. * I’m going to step back to the door, and I’m going to end the old day and find an excuse to slip away. *

“I won’t send them, Sung-suk. Zhou Chi did not wait for me to say something, and I was surprised and pleased that I had to find a quiet place to see what happened today and to wear it as a line, for nothing else, for my own sake.

By the way, Sung-suk! I just walked up to the door and Zhou Chi stopped me in the cold, and I couldn’t figure out what moths were coming.

“If one day I see your death, I’ll tell you. * I look dark, without a single look, and my forehead is sweating. *

Zhou Chi smiled and danced with his belly and laughed in his room like a naughty kid did a successful prank.

And I pushed the door and ran to my house, and when I was sitting on the bed, I found my blouse in cold sweat.

After a moment of calm, I lit a cigarette and sat by the bed, trying to seriously relive today’s strange experience.

First I want to know if Sun Peng is dead.

I seriously recall Zhou Zhi, who said that Sun Peng died three days ago when the steel band accidentally stabbed him to the left of the temple, but I did see Sun Peng sitting alive in front of me and making fun of me.

I’m shaking my head, and I’ve seen shit. I remember carefully what Sun Peng looked like, and perhaps his ears were so tightly wrapped in gauze that he was trying to hide the steel bars from the wounds.

His dark skin may have been corrupted by death.

I’ve got a headache. I drank half a night with a dead man!

If, according to Zhou Chi, Sun Peng is lying to me, he is not a pussy, he has no ability to see death, but he is dead. Why should a ghost lie to me that I am the one who is going to die?

We’re such good brothers. Why would he lie to me?

It’s been a while since I’ve been thinking about it, I’ve been looking at my phone, and it’s already early, and my head’s starting to get sore, and I can’t believe I’m going to do this on my birthday right now.

Now I have to laugh and think of Sun Peng, who was born on the same day as me and will soon have his birthday.

I can’t believe I’m sorry I had to drink more with Sun Peng at night. Maybe we’ll never see each other again.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. He… He’s trying to kill me!

And then my cell phone came up and it didn’t show the number.

My unconscious saliva, my tremors, my tremors, a strange and familiar voice came to my ear: “It’s me, Sun Peng.” I’m sorry.

09

I remember another story that the old man told me before.

Normally, the spirit of the seventh day after death will return to the sun, which we call the “first seven.”

But there are people who die in an irregular situation whose grievances make it difficult for them to enter the circle, and who have a strong attachment to the sun, which has a strong energy and can even return to the world ahead of time.

Those who returned their souls in advance before the first seven years are known as cynics.

The spirit is not as empty as the man who is in his first seven souls, and ordinary people can neither see nor touch him. He is a physical entity that perpetuates pre-life thinking and controls pre-life bodies.

Of course, this long-deceased body will rot over time, and there is a reason to think about the stench on Sun Peng.

Compared to the common spirit, the “compelling spirit” does not want a normal rotation, and on these seven days they have cast a charade — a change of life — on the idea of the sun.

In seven days, they will find the right replacement, and they will use their means to bring them to the temple or to the grave where they will be buried, where they will worship and worship.

It seems that normal bowing and fragrance will become a life-changing ritual, and then the bitter spirits will unwittingly slap their shoulders and whisper their names, and if the life-changing man gives his conscious consent, the life-changing ritual will succeed.

And then, the mind of the soul of the enemy will suddenly pour into the body of the man who has changed his life and will force the spirit of the man who has changed his life. Squeeze out of their bodies, and so will the spirits, which will perpetuate the previous consciousness, inherit the body and personality of the life-changing, and be reborn in this world.

But the premise is that no third person must be present, except for the life-changing person, and if someone else or the body of the spirit comes across, the evil of “replacement” is strongly disturbed by the field of external energy, and the spirit will be reversed, the soul will be dispersed, and there will never be a return to hell.

For Sun Peng, I am the right choice.

After receiving a call from Sun Peng, I intend to stabilize his emotions and not to let him know that I already know the truth, and then hang up the phone, I intend to flee and not return.

“Oh, man, what’s up? I said, “I don’t know.

On the other side of the phone there was a cry, “Are you home, Sung-suk?” I see your lights are on. Just now, my grandfather died. Can you come to my house tomorrow and stay with me? I’m sorry.

Sun Peng’s acting is really good, and even his sobbing is wonderful, but I know that the man who died was not his grandfather, he was taking me to his funeral!

“Ah, why is Grandpa so sudden? “I’m so calm that I want to finish the phone so I can pack up and get back to town and get back to real life.”

Open the door, I’ll be at your door. It’s almost dawn. Let’s go. The sound of the phone came to me in a moment and I fell into the ice.

At that point, there was a rush to knock.

10

“Sung, aren’t you at home? Why don’t you open the door? “The more the door was knocked out and Sun Peng’s scolded me.

I look around, I’m looking for a weapon, and I think I’m going to kill him! They’re both shoulder-to-heads.

Then I thought, “It’s not a man who’s fucking blocking the door, it’s a ghost who’s been dead for three days!” Me and Ghostfish?

I took a few breaths, adjusted my breath, opened the door with a hard scalp, and in order to keep myself as safe as possible, I decided to play dumb and open my mouth, and then find a chance to slip away!

“What are you doing home? Why are you so slow? I’ve been standing outside all day! “I just opened the door and Sun Peng ran away inside. I don’t know when it rained out and poured Sun Peng out.

I don’t know if it’s in my heart, but when Sun Peng entered the house, I smelled that disgusting stench.

I looked at Sun Peng in front of me, and I couldn’t get out of my mouth for a while, and I croaked and said, “What happened to Grandpa…”

Sun Peng just heard me talk about Grandpa, his eyes were gone and his head was down and he was like, “Hey, old man, he’s so old, he’s asleep in the middle of the night and suddenly he doesn’t smell.

I have to say, Sun Peng’s acting is really good, and if I don’t go to Zhou Chi’s house and get all this information, I’ll be fucking fooled by this kid, and I’ll be fucking dead.

“Hey, I’m so sorry that the old man died without suffering. It’s so sad, and he’s going to the West to enjoy himself. * I squeezed out a bit of grief, comforted Sun Peng, and kept silent in my heart * * Don’t be fucking seen. *

“Hey, let’s go to my house, let’s go to my grandfather’s house. It’s really hard for me. Grandpa loves me the most if you don’t come with me. Sun Peng said, turn around and walk outside, see if I’m not moving, and say, “Go, Sung-suk.” I’m sorry.

If it’s good, it’s bad! I’m afraid I can’t say it in front of Sun Peng. After all, I’m not the one who’s facing me. I’m afraid I’m going to force him to do something dangerous.

“It’s coming! “I took the clothes from the bed very reluctantly and walked out the door in two steps.

The day was covered, I looked at the phone, and it was almost 5:00, and the rain was lynching. The two of us walked in silence after one.

Sun Peng looked back from time to time, as if I was afraid of running, and I did have some ideas that didn’t work, and I had to go with Sun Peng on a hard-headed basis.

I don’t know how long I’ve been gone, and I’ve been smelling that ugly stench, and all of a sudden, the cold sound of Sun Peng’s voice came, “Don’t go, come home. I’m sorry.

I’m so scared that Sun Peng doesn’t know when he’ll show up next to me and he’ll say it to my ear.

How did he do that? Haven’t you been walking in front of me? I didn’t notice anything!

I’m sweating, I’m slipping down my forehead, and today I’m getting a little rain, and the rain on my face makes Sun Peng not find my abnormal body language.

My heart is beating like a cold, I can’t look at Sun Peng’s eyes, I can’t move my head, I’m afraid I’m going to disturb him.

“What’s up, Sung-suk, go and push the door into the house? The sound of Sun Peng came from my ear again.

I slowly sought to lift my head, and Sun Peng’s face appeared in my eyelids and made me feel strange, and he looked at me like this, and I sensed his eager desire not for my next company, but for this life in front of me.

I’m afraid to come out of the atmosphere, but I have to do it, and I’m going to turn around, and I’m going to push the door. Because of fear, I got my head down and I was staring at my muddy shoes and my head was blank.

When my hands shivered at Sun Peng’s door, the strange touch came from the fingertips, and the cold felt as if I had touched the ice cellar door, and a familiar feeling came to my heart.

I slowly raised my head again, refocusing my dispersed eyes, suddenly surrounded by fear — I had before me the iron door of the boiler room 10 years ago!

Eleven.

And I looked at the iron door, and I dazzled, and there was a picture of Zhou Chi and Sun Peng listening to each other.

“Go inside and wait! “Sun Peng saw nothing, pushed the iron door, put his hand on my shoulder and held me in, and for a moment I felt like I was being kidnapped.

“Sun Peng, this iron door…” I didn’t follow Sun Peng’s path, I was so scared I stopped at the door.

I looked in my eyes, and the sky was not bright, and the courtyard was cloudy and blinding, but it seemed as though I saw a candle lit by the stars, as if hell was a cold warden with a lantern waiting for me.

“You’ve got a good memory. This is the old school boiler door. I haven’t seen anyone move in for years. I’m sorry.

Sun Peng is laughing at me, “You forgot I saw your death, you’re a dead man! What’s the fear of the dead? “Sun Peng slipped on my shoulder and pushed hard.”

I fell from the iron door for fear of losing my legs, fell down in the yard, rolled a few steps forward, and my bones were as broken.

I fell down on my knees in pain, with my hands on the ground, my eyes on the ground, and I raised my head hard, when I suddenly found that the candle fire that I had just seen was right in front of my eyes.

I looked at how tall a wood table was standing before me, and the flames of two white candles were dazzling, and I felt like my life could be extinguished at any time.

The center of the two rows of candles is a small-armsed card, covered with a red old cloth, as mysterious as the bride-to-be, and I think that’s what Sun Peng called the spirit of the dead grandfather.

The tablet was lying right in front of a china plate that was supposed to be full of trophies, and it was weird to see nothing. The centre of the porcelain plate and the tablet is a fragrance, with three fragrances in it and half of the incense.

The smell of the stench on Sun Peng, I snort like a drug, and there’s a feeling that I’m really dying, and I’m fucking hallucinating!

I was shocked by a cold storm, and I looked around and said that the old man had died in his home, and that he should have come to mourn, especially in the countryside, not to mention how the old man was before he died, that he died, that he had to pretend to be sad and that he had a good reputation for being filial.

But the Sun Peng family is empty, and at this moment I can’t even catch Sun Peng’s breath, as if the time was still, only a slow burning candle proved its passing.

“Why didn’t you worship when you saw the cards? “A smell of rotting stench went through my nostrils, and Sun Peng sat by me like a ghost and held my shoulder.

I finally know why, when I was a kid, when I watched an old man kill a chicken, the chicken was always moving. I can’t breathe from the strange surroundings and Sun Peng’s sense of oppression. I have no time to think about the next response, but to do it.

“Bow! “Sun Peng’s drinking makes me feel like I can’t talk to the cards. Turning up, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!

“Well, Sung-suk, I’m sure you’ve heard from him, and he’s grown up to look at us, and he’s even more fond of you. I’m sorry.

Sun Peng’s voice fell into my ear again, as if it were an order that would hold me back. I barely stood up, dragged my tremor legs and slowly moved to the placard, where the demon normally pulled the red cloth over my hand.

I actually have an answer in my heart. It must be not Grandpa’s name, but Sun Peng.

But when the words on the medallion were exposed to air, my breath stopped at that moment.

It’s engraved in three big words: Lin Mu-sung.

Why me?

12

I looked straight at the three big words on the medallion, and I was stunned, like I was dead, and suddenly my body was light, and my soul was floating in the middle of the air…

As I stunned, I felt my shoulder slapping softly, turning my head, and Sun Peng was looking at me.

Perhaps because of the excitement, his dark face was a little red, the gust on his temple was about to burst out, and a bit of blood came out of the gauze in his left ear.

I didn’t call out my name with any sign of Limo Sung, and at this point I completely forgot that old people had told me that I would never respond to the call.

My throat is starting to move, my mouth is open, and it’s about to sound…

Don’t say yes! ‘Suddenly, Sun Peng’s door was flaunted, and he lifted me out loud, and I came back and covered my mouth with my hands.

It’s nobody else. It’s Zhouji I visited!

Zhou Ziqi was holding his legs with his hands, and panting was pointing at me. I’m sorry.

Although Zhou Chi knows why I am at Sun Peng’s house and why Zhou Zhou Zi is helping me, I do have a feeling for the rest of my life, with 10,000 thanks.

“Ah… why…” The Sun Peng on the side suddenly started screaming with his head covered in his head, and scared me to hide by the side of Zhou, after he had just saved my life, and I was more at ease with him.

“You! Why are you doing this to me? “Sun Peng’s eyes are covered in blood, as if they were coming out, and he ripped the veil from his left ear, and leaked a terrible hole.

At the same time, his body is shrinking at an eye-to-heart rate, and the smell of corruption is increasing, and the noise is increasing. You won’t save my life! I’ll fucking kill you! I’m sorry.

“Don’t be ridiculous, you’re a ghost. * Look at Sun Peng without face *

Sun Peng’s stench is getting stronger, and I can’t breathe, and gradually his scolding is getting weaker, and the whole man is on his knees, and finally he lies on the ground.

I know that this is because the ceremonial ceremonial of charisma was interrupted by the place of energy of a third person, and the charisma was reversed, the body reverted to decay and the soul broke.

I was on the ground all of a sudden, and I had a big breath and almost lost my fucking life by Sun Peng and saved my life.

He also gave me a kind look, as if it were over again. Zhou Chi then extended his hand and prepared to paralyze me on the floor.

It’s true that Zhouji’s hands are so cold that they can’t talk. If they have to describe it, it’s like holding a cold ice cream, cold and hard, not like a human being.

Zhou Chi seems to have seen my doubts, without explaining them, and smiles at me and says, “Don’t worry, it’s over. You’re going to put out the incense in the oven, and it’s not good to have your name written on the sign. I’m sorry.

I nodded my head to the table, and I saw my name card coming up so uncomfortable that I was about to fall on the floor.

“Don’t move. Put the incense out. That sign’s gonna work. Zhou Chi looks at me and says, “I’m a little confused. The spirits are gone.

I tried to rebut it, but after all I had just saved my life, I had to do what I had to do, put it back where it was, and I was ready to cut the fragrance off with my hand.

Just as my hand had just touched the fragrance, Zhou Zhi suddenly called out my name, and I looked back and said, “Well?”

My muscles came out of nowhere in a moment, and my head was bleeding like something was going to break through my ceiling, and I covered my head with my hands and fell down on the ground like Sun Peng.

“Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha” laughter again, looking at me, and looking at you for the rest of your life is mine!

I can’t believe it. Why is it like this? Zhou Chi just saved me, right? What the hell is going on?

I’d like to ask the truth, but the intense pain makes me hysteric and can’t say a word but express my strong doubts in the eyes.

Zhou Chi came to me, looked at me, as if he had read the incomprehensible look in his eyes and said, “I saw not only Sun Peng’s death, but myself.”

“When I realized that I was going to walk with Sun Peng into the Springs, I was upset! How can I die with such a loser? I’m sorry.

“It makes me feel a great insult! I don’t like it! My great and strong grievances led me to the moment of death. I’m sorry.

“It’s not that simple of me to torture Sun Peng. I’m going to die! I’m sorry.

“When I came to his home, I told Sun Peng that he was dying, and I revealed to him some of his grievances. Of course, Sun Peng did not want to die like this, but it was not well to know. If he knew, he must have returned with a strong desire to die, and with a great chance that he would also become an enemy, and he would surely find someone born the same day. I’m sorry.

It’s a coincidence that my birthday with Sun Peng is a day, and I need a man like that to carry on my life and use Sun Peng instead of looking for it. But the man I never thought of was you. I’m sorry.

“Oh, of course I didn’t tell him about my death. He didn’t know I was dead until the moment he died. I’m sorry.

I understand at this point that Zhou Chi’s red socks are the same day as Sun Peng’s because this is his birthday!

Zhou Zi looks at me like God who controls everything. He wins it all. We’re all his pawns.

I thought about his new, incontrovertible, big refrigerator and his white skin and cold fingers, and the reason he didn’t smell like that stench was that he would freeze in the fridge every day to prevent himself from decomposition and stinking.

My mind began to blur a little bit, and the feeling of being lighter just now, part of my body was slowly pulled away and filled…

Note

Hello, I’m Limo-sung, and this article is an admission to my life as a skeptical novelist, and I think it’s time for me to take a break, and I’ll go back to my life and start a new journey, because I’m exhausted in writing for a long time.

Finally, thank you all for your support of my reader friend. Goodbye!

By the way, Limo’s my pen name, actually my real name is Zhou Zi.

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.