Chapter 1: Dead or Not
Late at night, the lights in the room were still on.
"Huh... huh..."
Ning Feng stretched and yawned, and the tears that came out with the yawn temporarily relieved the dryness and fatigue in his eyes.
'Finally done!'
Looking at the plan on the computer screen, Ning Feng twisted his neck and shoulders to relieve the physical fatigue of sitting in one posture for a long time.
Ning Feng stood up by standing on tiptoe and pushing the computer chair a little further away. In the process, something slipped out of his jeans pocket.
“Pah…”
The sound caused Ning Feng to look down, and he saw a small white object shaped like a flat steamed bun.
"What is this? It's still there!"
Ning Feng bent down and picked up the thing on the ground. It was a white Go piece, smooth and flat with a translucent glaze. It was much more beautiful than ordinary Go pieces.
I remember when I just graduated the year before last, I went on an outing to the mountains with a few friends, and we planned to light a bonfire next to some dead trees in the forest.
When I was cleaning up the leaves and branches, I found a broken Go board and some Go pieces scattered in the dirt.
The chess pieces were either dirty and gray, or simply broken, but Ning Feng still saw this beautiful-looking Go piece. He thought it was pretty at the time, so he picked it up and played with it for a while, then put it in his pocket. I think he was wearing the same pants he is wearing now at that time.
This was just a small episode in life. With the increasingly heavy work and life pressures after entering society, Ning Feng had long forgotten this little episode. Unexpectedly, he saw this chess piece again today.
“Huh… Those were the good times… I’ve only been working for three years…”
Ning Feng looked at the white Go piece in his hand and laughed at himself, but then immediately rubbed his eyes because he suddenly found that there seemed to be words on the piece.
"Youmeng?"
Ning Feng's murmurs were filled with doubt.
“Sizzle…sizzle…”
With a slight sound of electric current, the lights in the room flickered and then came back to life.
Ning Feng subconsciously looked up above his head, and the light seemed to be normal.
'What's going on? Voltage instability?'
“Sizzle…sizzle…”
The light flickered frequently again and then stabilized. While Ning Feng was still wondering about the voltage problem, the light became brighter and brighter, and soon it was as bright as a little sun.
The laptop computer next to it also emitted sparks amid the sound of electricity.
"What the hell!!! Plan!!!"
Ning Feng, who squinted his eyes because of the light, was about to unplug his laptop.
"Bang" "Bang"
The lights above his head and the computer in front of him exploded. Ning Feng felt as if he had hit a wall. His vision went black and he lost consciousness.
. . .
Ning Feng was in a daze for an unknown amount of time before he regained consciousness.
I felt weak all over and dizzy, my eyes were so stinging that I couldn't open them, and my left wrist was in unbearable pain as if it was cut by a knife. Apart from that, the rest of my body was numb.
Ning Feng wanted to wake up, but every time he moved his body, a "splashing" sound of water was heard.
'water?'
As this doubtful thought came to mind, my physical senses gradually began to return.
Ning Feng could feel that he was actually soaking in the water, with his entire body half lying in the water.
"Hualala"
As a large amount of liquid slid down, Ning Feng suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. This movement caused the water waves to shake, causing his body to lose balance briefly and he almost fell into the water again. His right hand subconsciously supported an edge, but his left hand was powerless.
Although my eyes were open, I was completely unaccustomed to the light. It felt like I had slept in pitch darkness for a very long time and was suddenly awakened by a flashlight. The light stimulated me so much that I squinted my eyes and cried.
After about ten seconds, Ning Feng finally adapted. His body's sensations became more normal, and his temperature, smell, and vision began to slowly return to the conscious level.
The water is warm, and you are sitting in a bathtub full of water
The light that seemed very strong just now was actually just a little light coming in through the drawn curtains on the side window.
He stretched out his right hand and wiped his face, but Ning Feng smelled a strong smell of blood.
"Ah ...
Looking down again, Ning Feng couldn't help but scream.
No matter how weak he was, no matter what pain he was in, he mustered up all his strength, hurriedly stood up and stepped out of the bathtub.
The water splashed red, and the wet clothes on the body kept dripping with red.
Ning Feng's mind went blank for a moment, and then he was filled with a deep sense of fear.
What's going on? Why is there so much blood? Why am I in a bathtub full of blood
"Hiss...ah...what the hell!"
When the pain in his left hand once again drew Ning Feng's attention to himself, he successfully scared him.
Seeing his left hand, Ning Feng didn't know how to describe his current mood, and then subconsciously looked into the bathtub.
The source of the pain in my left hand was a horrible cut mark on it. Combined with the association that I had just had with lying in the bathtub… after all this time, this was all my own blood
It is impossible for a person to bleed to death in a bathtub. If another person came in and saw this scene, it would be an obvious scene of suicide by cutting wrists, and the person who committed suicide was Ning Feng.
These thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. Ning Feng didn't dare to stand there stupidly. No matter who harmed him, the most important thing now was to bandage his left wrist and go to the hospital for emergency treatment!
'Medical kit, medical kit! Yes, yes! This is the toilet, in the toilet cabinet!'
Ning Feng hurriedly wanted to find his own home medical kit, but suddenly realized that he was not familiar with this toilet at all.
Then, when he saw the mirror in front of the bathroom sink for the first time, Ning Feng stood there in a daze as if he was under a spell.
In the mirror was a pale and gloomy young man, with messy and coarse hair half wet, covering his eyebrows, deep eye sockets and prominent cheekbones, bloodshot eyes, very thin body, and a panicked expression, with drops of blood dripping from his body...
'This is not me at all!'
Just a moment ago, he was still working on a plan at home, but now he looked in the mirror and saw another ghost-like person. Ning Feng's mind was in a mess. This feeling was more terrifying than a nightmare.
He raised his left hand and loosened his left wrist with his right hand so that he could see the wound more clearly.
The cut was very deep and directly cut the artery. No blood was flowing out of the wound. Could it be that the blood had all been drained out
He looked at the bathtub beside him. The warm water in it now looked like the color of blood.
'Then why haven't I fallen yet? And where is this place?'
Ning Feng suddenly walked to the bathroom window and pulled open the curtains, and saw an old residential building, but it was obvious that he did not recognize it.
. . .
"Crack..."
The toilet door, which had been ajar, was opened from the inside, and Ning Feng walked out of the toilet carefully with unsteady steps.
Outside is a bright and large room with a large floor-to-ceiling window on the front wall connected to the balcony, so the lighting is very good.
The room was simply furnished with a bed with a quilt wrapped around it, a large half-open wardrobe, a desk and two chairs as the only furniture.
On the wall beside the bed and on the wall of the desk, there are several pieces of white paper with calligraphy on them, with the four big characters "Stay Awake" written on them in various strokes.
This is obviously not Ning Feng’s home!
Chapter 2 I can still save it!
There was a laptop and some scattered items on the desk. Ning Feng, eager to find out what was going on, walked to the desk.
Due to physical fatigue, his legs went limp and he sat down on the chair.
There were some books and sundries on the table, a laptop, a wallet, an old-fashioned mobile phone that was obviously not a smart phone, and even an antique set of four treasures of the study in the corner.
What attracted Ning Feng's attention most was the wallet on the table.
Ning Feng, like an impatient thief, used his not very flexible left and right hands to open the wallet and took out all the documents inside.
The most conspicuous thing in the mezzanine was an ID card. The photo showed a handsome young man. Although he seemed very different from his current appearance, Ning Feng recognized him at first sight and he was the person in the mirror, that is, himself now!
This is obviously an ID card. Although it is very different from the style of my previous ID card, the size of the document and the format inside can prove this.
The words above were all words that Ning Feng understood, but the content made him a little confused.
This ID card records some basic information about the owner, such as name, gender, and place of origin, but Ning Feng did not know this information.
"Ning Feng... Tangchang Huaxia Shenzhou Central Mansion..."
Ning Feng muttered to himself in a daze.
The original owner of the ID card was also a man named Ning Feng, born in 1996, and his native place was No. 56, Qingfeng Village, Qianya Town, Jianyang County, Zhongning Prefecture, Jizhou. The most conspicuous characters at the top of the ID card showed Tangchang Huaxia Shenzhou Zhongfu, and it was not known whether it was a state-owned unit.
The other ID cards were a bunch of things like social security, medical, social credit and bank cards. They seemed similar to the ones I was familiar with, but in fact they were not the same, at least some of the unit names were different.
Up to now, although it is hard to believe, Ning Feng's absurd speculation is getting closer and closer to the fact.
If documents can be forged, then what about the body? Even though my wrists have been cut and I can't be said to be full of energy now, at least I can move freely.
Is it reincarnation, time travel, a joke of immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons, or something else
Ning Feng knew very well that he was not dreaming, and the pain was reminding him of this every moment.
Then Ning Feng stared at the computer. If there was internet, he should be able to know more!
He didn't recognize the brand of the computer. Although the keyboard keys had familiar Arabic numerals, there were no English letters. Each key was marked with strokes.
Fortunately, other things like the power button and even the USB mouse remain the same.
Ning Feng knows how to type in Wubi, and at this moment he is extremely glad that he has learned it. After turning on the computer and trying it, he found that he can indeed use Wubi to input normally. The slight differences in some places do not affect the overall use, because the input method will help you to identify them intelligently.
Although the Internet speed is slow, this computer is connected to the Internet, probably using a wireless network similar to WiFi, because Ning Feng did not see any network cable.
Although Ning Feng's hands were weak, he still relied on his mental excitement to type on the keyboard continuously, and occasionally clicked the mouse to select information.
The more I searched, the more horrified I became, until I gradually became numb.
This is a modern world, and there are many things that seem familiar to Ning Feng but are different.
The life, consumption, work and rest schedules here, as well as various entertainment methods and people's habits, are similar to those in China on Earth. There are movies and animations, traditional literature and fantasy works, various selfie videos and funny jokes...
But this is no longer Earth. There are not even familiar world powers such as Britain, the United States, Germany and France. China is the only country in power, and the others can only be regarded as small border countries, overseas exotic countries and other foreign countries in the eyes of the Chinese. More than 80% of the people in the world should be yellow-skinned and black-haired, and China is the only one that dominates culture.
Ning Feng had to accept the fact that was before him. No matter how it happened, he must have really traveled through time and space and became the body of a suicide.
Maybe it had something to do with that beautiful Go piece, or maybe it was just my luck, or maybe I was electrocuted to death when the voltage was too high, which led to my traveling through time, or maybe it was just the whim of some magical being...
Thinking of this, Ning Feng subconsciously looked at his left wrist, and suddenly found that in addition to the cut wound on his wrist, there were several healed cuts on the side. It was obvious that this was not the first time the original owner of the body had committed suicide.
"Heh...you finally succeeded this time..."
Ning Feng grinned sarcastically.
"But...what is my current situation? Am I a human or a ghost?"
Just as I thought of this, my heart in my chest suddenly beat "boom". About two seconds later, it beat "boom" again. Then I could clearly feel my heart starting to beat stronger.
It feels like my heart just stopped
"Hiss..."
The pain in his left hand seemed to be magnified a lot, making Ning Feng couldn't help but cry out, and then he found that his wrist began to bleed continuously.
Holy shit! The blood hasn't run out yet
Ning Feng suddenly felt a little dizzy, and the feeling of difficulty breathing and lack of oxygen was gradually increasing.
In addition, even though he had covered the wound with his right hand, blood was still oozing from his left wrist. This feeling made Ning Feng very scared. He always felt that if he didn't do something, he would die again.
"If I die this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive again!"
The more he thought about it, the more possible it seemed. Ning Feng began to rummage through the house, from the bedroom to the bathroom and then to the living room. He had to find some first aid medical supplies before seeking medical treatment, or at least a rope.
Some bottles and cans were constantly being turned over with a clang, but only a lot of things that looked like stimulants judging by the packaging were found. Lots of coffee and more similar functional drinks that boosted spirits were found.
"Are you a fucking pervert?! Can you give me something to live on?"
Suddenly thinking of something, Ning Feng walked to the closet shakily and impatiently, pulled off his clothes one by one and kept searching. In panic, he finally found a tie, and then used his right hand and teeth to tie his left arm tightly with all his strength.
At this time, Ning Feng's breathing had become very rapid due to the intense tension and feeling of suffocation.
No matter what, this life is his own now. Ning Feng feels that he should still be able to save it, provided that he can get to the hospital in time!
He stumbled back to his desk, searched for the emergency number online, raised his left hand, and grabbed the phone on the table with his right hand.
Without even being surprised that the number was also 120, Ning Feng dialed it directly.
After two rings, the phone was connected, and a clear female voice came out at a fast speed.
"Hello, this is the 120 emergency service center. Is there any emergency?"
Ning Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm, his tone was hurried but weak.
"I, I'm losing too much blood... I might be in shock, come and save me!"
"Sir, please stay calm and keep breathing deeply. Please tell me what caused the blood loss, the location of the wound and your basic condition. Do you know your blood type?"
The other party's question stunned Ning Feng, and even at this moment he still felt a little embarrassed.
"I... cut my wrists... I don't know my blood type."
“.…..”
Ning Feng felt that there was silence for about 1.5 seconds, and then the other party asked again.
"Sir, please tell us your detailed address. We will send an ambulance immediately. Before that, please tie your left arm tightly with a strong rope or scarf to prevent rapid blood loss!"
"Okay I'm... uh..."
Ning Feng was stunned again. The detailed address was indeed written on the ID card, but this was not his hometown. He remembered that what he saw outside through the window just now was an old residential area, which did not look like No. 56 in a certain village at all.
This means that the original owner of this body is not in his hometown, which means that Ning Feng doesn’t know where he is now!
"Sir! Sir! Please keep breathing deeply and don't fall asleep! Keep breathing and go to a place with good air circulation. Is there anyone else around you who can help you, sir? Please tell me the address!"
The emergency center operator on the other end of the phone was already anxious, probably thinking that Ning Feng, who was asking for help, was about to lose consciousness.
Ning Feng did take a deep breath. He thought that this was a residential area and there should still be other residents.
"Um...thank you, I'll find a way to get to the hospital myself..."
"Ah!? Sir you... Du~~~"
Ning Feng had already hung up the phone, put his wallet and the pile of cards in his pocket, took his cell phone, walked out of the room in a dizzy state, opened the door and walked out of the living room.
I could faintly hear the sound of a television coming through the door of the house across the corridor, but I didn't see any doorbell.
Ning Feng swallowed his saliva, shook off some joke-like associations in his mind, and knocked on the door directly with his bloody right hand.
"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"
“Help~~~~~~~~~~!”
Chapter 3 The Time Has Come
Ning Feng was saved!
Although his appearance, which was scarier than a ghost, made the neighboring children cry, the pet dog growl madly, and even the adults in the neighboring family were terrified, they still saved him in the end.
The couple helped the half-dead Ning Feng downstairs, and with the help of the community security guard, they helped Ning Feng into their private car, and then drove Ning Feng to the hospital.
In a blurred consciousness, Ning Feng heard the couple yelling in the hospital, the shouts of medical staff and a lot of messy footsteps, and then intermittently heard the voices of some medical staff trying to rescue him.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Emergency room! The patient's left wrist artery was severed and he was bleeding heavily!"
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, let us pass!"
…
"Immediately match the blood type and prepare for blood transfusion!"
"Stitch the wound!"
…
"The patient's pupils are dilated. Oops! The pulse has stopped!"
"Prepare for electric shock!"
. . .
When Ning Feng woke up again, it was already evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun made the windowsill of the ward glow golden.
Just like the last time he woke up, Ning Feng opened his eyes with great difficulty.
"Are you awake? Nurse! Miss Nurse! He's awake!"
A man's voice was heard beside the bed, and then the nurse and doctor quickly ran in from outside and began to examine Ning Feng.
The doctor was an old man with white hair. After finishing the examination, he smiled at Ning Feng, who was lying on the hospital bed with a nervous look on his face.
"Besides the pain from the wound, do you feel any other discomfort?"
Ning Feng felt it.
“I feel like I have no strength and I’m very tired…”
"Well, relax. These are all normal. The wound has been sutured and you have received a blood transfusion. You will be hospitalized for a few days for observation. You will be well soon. If it is convenient, it would be best if your family members come over."
"Okay, good doctor..."
"Well, apart from the blood loss, you are mainly suffering from malnutrition and lack of rest. You don't have any serious illness. Just rest. If you have any problems, just ring the bell to call the nurse!"
"Thank you, doctor. Thank you, thank you!"
After examining Ning Feng's body, the doctor told him to have a good rest and then turned and left.
Only then did Ning Feng feel relieved. It seemed that he would not die!
Only after dying once and then facing death again can one understand the preciousness of life, at least that's the case with Ning Feng.
Then Ning Feng realized that there was someone with him, who should be his neighbor who saved him. He turned his head while lying on the hospital bed to face the middle-aged man.
"Thank you, thank you so much. If you hadn't saved me, I would have died at home!"
"You're welcome, you're welcome... Although I rarely see you go out, we're still neighbors after all..."
Not only was Ning Feng rarely seen going out, he might not be seen once in half a year. It seemed that the original Ning Feng had rarely come into contact with outsiders.
The man was wearing a khaki jacket with a T-shirt underneath and had a square face that looked to be about 30 or 40 years old.
"Um... Xiao Ning... The cash in your wallet was used to pay for the medical expenses. Also, when you were unconscious, I looked through your phone's address book, and there was no note about your family. How about you give them a call?"
Ning Feng understood the meaning of these words, the other party wanted to go home.
After all, they are not related, and he has done his best to this point. Ning Feng does not have any resentment at all. Instead, he is full of gratitude, if it were not for the other party, he would have died long ago.
This is a hospital. There are nurses on duty. Besides, I am not completely unable to do anything, so I don't actually need anyone to accompany me.
Ning Feng quickly responded to the man.
"Okay, okay, I'll notify my friend to come over. You go home first. By the way, your name is..."
"My name is Lu Rongsheng."
"Well, thank you, Brother Lu, thank you and your family for saving me. Without you, I would be in danger today. I also made your car dirty. You must be tired too. You can go back first. I will definitely thank you again someday!"
The middle-aged man felt a little embarrassed.
"Xiao Ning, make the call first. I'll leave after your friend arrives!"
"No, no! Brother Lu, you go back first. This is a hospital with nurses and doctors. Besides, my illness is not serious, it's just... uh..."
Ning Feng was suddenly embarrassed and couldn't utter the word "slit wrists".
The other party seemed to realize something as well, and wanted to say something but didn't say it. Finally, the corners of his mouth moved and he spoke.
"Xiao Ning, you are still young. Your ID card shows that you are only 23 years old. No matter how difficult your life is... just listen to me, and you won't commit suicide..."
This topic made Ning Feng very uncomfortable.
"Yes, yes, Brother Lu, you are right. I got scared and regretted it later, so I asked you for help. By the way, you have been out for so long, your family must be worried, you should go home first, Brother Lu!"
"It's okay. It's the weekend today. I'll just wait until your friends come over!"
"There's really no need, Brother Lu...just go back first. This is a hospital, nothing will happen!"
The middle-aged man really wanted to go home. In fact, even if Ning Feng wiped the blood off, it was still a bit creepy, so he said a few polite words and finally got up and left.
Finally, Ning Feng was the only one left in the ward, and the bed next to him was empty.
"Huh..."
At this time, Ning Feng could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
He picked up the phone from the bedside table, opened the address book and looked through it. There were indeed no relatives marked, only a few numbers with names on them. Not many, only 5. Ning Feng didn't even know who they were or where they were, so he naturally wouldn't call them.
Then he found the wallet on the bedside table and began to think about something important with some uneasiness.
"Can you pay the medical bills? What's your bank card password?"
There was a meal order on the bedside table in the hospital, which seemed to allow the nurse to bring meals during meal time. But Ning Feng didn't feel hungry at all now, he just felt sleepy.
I felt a strong sense of fatigue and my eyelids were drooping. The original owner of this body was either a pervert or a night owl. I don't know how long it has been since he had a good sleep.
Although he had just woken up, Ning Feng still felt very tired.
Feeling anxious about the medical expenses, Ning Feng finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.
. . .
The clock in the ward had already pointed to late night.
Ning Feng had a very strange feeling at this moment. He was not sure if he was dreaming, but he found that his sight was wandering around the ward.
I knew that I had my eyes closed, I knew that I was sleeping soundly, I could even hear the faint snoring from my body due to fatigue, but I could still see the dim ward at this moment.
Ning Feng didn't know if it was because his soul was not properly positioned in his body, so it was somewhat separated. Anyway, this state had lasted for quite a while and he didn't feel any discomfort.
Sometimes he would feel as if he was dreaming. Whenever this happened, Ning Feng would find that his vision had become a little strange, as if his consciousness was being pulled away, and he would see his body lying on the hospital bed, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. It was as absurd as if he was looking in a 3D mirror.
During the same trance moment, although Ning Feng could still see his surroundings clearly, there seemed to be an inexplicable sense of turbidity hidden in it, and from time to time there was some irregular stirring, just like looking at fish through muddy water.
What’s interesting is that after doing it many times, Ning Feng discovered that the fewer distracting thoughts he had at the moment, the less likely this moment of trance would occur. The more distracting thoughts he had, the more frequent it would appear and the more intense the invisible turbid fluctuations would be. He couldn’t help but wonder if this was his own “thoughts”
During this period, the nurse came to inspect the ward once, and other than that, it was the quiet of the inpatient department at night.
The sound of the second hand of the wall clock turning was particularly obvious. Ning Feng just looked at everything in the ward and did not feel bored at all.
"Ding-ling..."
…
"Ding-ling..."
"Ding-ling..."
I don't know when, but from time to time I could hear a faint ringing sound.
Ning Feng felt it was a little strange. Would someone ring the bell in the hospital at night
"jingle…"
"jingle…"
As the ringing sound gradually got closer, it seemed as if the temperature was slowly dropping. Ning Feng felt... something was wrong!
"jingle…"
…
Every ring of the bell seemed to strike at his heart. The atmosphere and emotions changed slowly in subtle ways, giving Ning Feng the feeling of being in a horror movie...
Ning Feng's sleeping body, covered with a thin quilt, curled up as he became uneasy.
Finally, as Ning Feng was in panic, the ringing stopped outside his ward.
Something terrible must be happening. Ning Feng really wanted to wake up and call the nurse, but he couldn't.
In this special state of sleep, he saw with horror that two men in black, dressed as ancient officials, slowly "penetrated" the door and walked in little by little.
A faint light emitting a gloomy atmosphere stopped in front of Ning Feng's bed.
"Ning Feng! Your time has come!"
Chapter 4 Something big has happened!
Although he was afraid, Ning Feng still saw the general details.
Two "people" dressed in black stood side by side, wearing tall square crowns on their heads, dressed in black, with swords on the left side of their waists, one holding a chain and the other holding a copper bell. They looked a bit like the ancient constables in Ning Feng's impression, but also different.
As the two stepped into the ward, a strong sense of eeriness came over them.
Is this the soul-catcher
Are there really ghosts in this world? Is there really a hell
Even though he had encountered time travel, Ning Feng couldn't remain calm. What's more, it seemed that the two soul-catchers were here to capture him!
"jingle…"
The soul-catcher on the left shook the copper bell, making Ning Feng feel slightly dizzy.
"Ning Feng, your time has come, follow us to report to the underworld!"
The soul-catcher's voice was flat and without any warmth.
"jingle…"
The messenger rang the bell again, but it still only made Ning Feng feel slightly dizzy.
"Um?"
On the other side, the soul-catcher looked at his colleague, and then looked again at the skinny man on the hospital bed who was snoring softly, with a hint of doubt in his cold voice.
"Strange, this person's soul didn't come out in response to the soul-calling bell?"
When the voice reached Ning Feng's ears, he suddenly realized that these two soul-catchers seemed unaware of his current strange "dream state".
When Ning Feng first saw the Soul Catcher, he thought that his strange state just now was all due to the Soul Catcher, but now it seems that there is another reason.
"The soul-calling bell can't summon my soul? It's best if it can't!"
The soul-calling bell was shaken repeatedly towards Ning Feng's body several times, but there was no response.
The two soul catchers looked at each other, and the one on the right untied the chains in his hands.
“Clang…”
Part of the pitch-black chain dragged to the ground, revealing its sharp and cold iron hook.
"Wait for me to use the soul-catching rope to directly hook his soul out!"
As he spoke, the soul-catcher swung his hand suddenly, and the pitch-black chain flew out and directly penetrated Ning Feng's body.
"ah!"
Ning Feng screamed in pain, but it was the cry of his soul, and his body on the bed responded by curling up in pain.
"Not coming out yet?"
The soul-catcher pulled Ning Feng back violently, causing the pain he felt to increase several times immediately.
'I don't want to die! I don't want to die! I don't want to go to the underworld!! I won't go!'
This feeling of fear was even stronger than when he was dying from cutting his wrists. Ning Feng tried desperately to resist this drag. The doctor clearly said that he had passed the critical period and that he was still healthy except for lack of rest and malnutrition!
'Impossible!! I'm still young!! I can't die now!'
Ning Feng tried to yell at the soul-catchers, but the two messengers ignored him.
"Ning Feng, what means did you use to dare to resist the laws of the underworld?! Do you want your soul to be scattered?"
The soul-catcher on the left had already grasped the knife in one hand while shouting angrily, while the soul-catcher on the right was increasing his strength, which also aggravated Ning Feng's pain.
"I'm really going to die this time... I'm going to die... I'm still so young!!! I wish it was just a dream... it would be great if it was just a nightmare!"
Ning Feng suddenly found himself in a trance at this moment due to intense fear and unwillingness, and the feeling of being stirred in muddy water appeared around his body again.
"Is my soul about to be pulled out?"
At this moment, Ning Feng's mind was already filled with various scenes of being in hell, and even various evil ghosts from the underworld flashed by, such as the Black Mountain Old Demon, which devoured his soul and tore it apart...
The black and white energy permeated Ning Feng's body, and even continued to overflow from his body...
I saw it... As the feeling of trance became stronger, Ning Feng found that he really saw it. He saw the hell before his eyes and the evil ghosts in the underworld!
Ning Feng didn't notice that at this moment, the two soul-catchers shook their bodies and looked around in horror.
"Such a strong evil spirit!"
“Something is wrong!”
The two soul-catchers screamed in surprise as they discovered that the hospital room had suddenly changed. It became devastated as if it had been weathered for thousands of years. The surroundings were filled with a blurry black fog with a hint of green light, and a wind that even the soul-catchers felt was chilling.
The messenger on the left yelled:
"Which demon dares to interfere with the messenger from the underworld?"
The messenger on the right then shouted:
"Retreat quickly!"
The messenger from the underworld has already released the soul-catching rope, and together with his colleagues, they are holding the hilts of their swords and are ready for battle. The ghost is so powerful that even the messenger cannot see through its interference.
And anyone who has the guts to interfere with the underworld is not a good person, good people don’t come!
"We are the soul-collecting messengers under the command of the City God of Lihua Prefecture. Any evil ghosts, please hurry up..."
Before the soul catcher could finish his words, hoarse and evil voices came from all directions.
"Come...to the City of the Dead...accompany me..."
"Ohh Ohh ohh… "
Countless cries filled with resentment were heard, and countless transparent shadows of struggling souls emerged.
"The City of the Dead? Hide quickly!"
The Soul Catcher screamed and dodged to the left and right. At the same time, two bone claws filled with black energy suddenly pierced through the surrounding black fog...
The two messengers jumped and drew their swords, slashing at the bone claws silently.
"Ding..." "Ding..."
The bone claws were cut with two cracks but their momentum did not decrease. Before the underworld messenger could put away his sword, they directly grabbed the two dodging soul-catching messengers and then dragged them into the horrific environment vaguely visible behind the fog.
“Ah!” “Ah!”
The two screams of the soul-catcher woke Ning Feng up all of a sudden. His body shook on the bed and he opened his eyes. All the scenes disappeared in an instant.
"Whirring whirring… "
Ning Feng was breathing heavily, his hospital gown and thin blanket were already wet. He tilted his head to look at the ward in the dark, the fear in his eyes had not yet subsided.
'Is it a dream? No! It's not a dream!'
"Ugh...cough cough..."
He suddenly coughed up blood, but before the blood landed on his chest and the bed, it turned into black ash and disappeared with the weather.
Ning Feng coughed up a mouthful of blood, and seemed to have lost all his strength, and collapsed on the bed.
It took him a while to calm down and have enough energy to look around.
He found that the bed next to him had collapsed and the metal crossbar on it was twisted. He found cracks on the wall and the wall clock had fallen to the ground.
Moreover, all the previous memories are vivid in his mind, and he can even recall every word the soul-catcher said. The terrible things that happened afterwards are even more bizarre.
The words "Come to the City of the Dead to accompany me..." made Ning Feng somewhat horrified, as if that was exactly part of his nightmare in his trance!
At this moment, some of the images I had seen before suddenly flashed through my mind: the suicide of "Ning Feng", the calligraphy on the wall saying "Stay awake", the large amount of stimulant drugs, coffee and energy drinks in the house, and the severe lack of sleep in this body...
This guy, who is also called "Ning Feng", has always been afraid of sleeping!
'Will something terrible happen if I fall asleep?'
Just as I thought of this, I suddenly felt an intense stinging sensation in my head, as if countless needles were piercing my head. Fragmented memories suddenly rushed into my mind.
Ning Feng was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound and began to twitch on the hospital bed.
It was not until half a minute later that the pain finally subsided. Ning Feng lay on the bed like a dead dog, breathing weakly.
Those memory fragments were all about the pain and struggle of the previous owner of this body. He possessed a peculiar ability that sometimes the things he dreamed about would appear around him in reality.
This was originally something worth getting excited about, but when Ning Feng had a nightmare that led to the death of both his parents, it was a huge blow to Ning Feng, who was still a teenager at the time.
"Ning Feng" is afraid of sleeping, afraid of having nightmares, afraid of turning into a monster...
It is very difficult for people to control their dreams. If you happen to be a monster in a dream, you may become a monster in reality. The thoughts in the dream are extremely chaotic and complicated, and you will do some things that seem incredible or even scary when you are awake.
This was also the reason why "Ning Feng" wanted to commit suicide several times, and the reason why there were so many stimulant drugs and coffee at home. Until this time, "Ning Feng" finally succeeded in committing suicide!
"I misunderstood you..."
Ning Feng muttered to himself as he calmed his breathing.
'Wait! I seem to be overlooking something important!'
Ning Feng turned his head and looked at the mess in the ward in a daze. Finally he remembered something and his body shuddered.
"Fuck! Something big has happened! I killed two soul-catchers!"