In Room 603, Songye Garden, West Street, Lan Gaojie was lying alone on the balcony rocking chair, with two barrels of gasoline stacked at his feet.
A few hours ago, he was standing brightly on the stage, burning his life to release his charm. However, who can imagine that, in less than six hours, his body is already a lot older, and he seems to have a tendency to run out of oil.
"Ahem..." Lan Gaojie coughed heavily, only feeling that his lungs hurt. His breathing was inexplicably stagnant, and he looked towards the living room subconsciously. Sitting on the table facing south, there was a squatting amulet, which he specially invited back when he went abroad.
I don’t remember when, when he accidentally discovered that the person who made a wish on the amulets would be different. It was originally a pretty face, but after he makes a wish, it will become powerful and charming. It's just that every time you make a wish, your body gets tired a lot, so Lan Gaojie didn't dare to make a wish often at first.
Since his childhood, Lago Jie has dreamed of being able to shine on the stage, and has been working hard for this dream.
But dreams are not enough.
His appearance is average, and he has no talent. Even if he was squeezed into the BTT's reserve members due to his family relationship, he was eventually abandoned because of his substandard performance.
Sometimes Lago Jie thought about giving up, but when he saw BTT on stage, he felt that he couldn't accept it, and he always felt unwilling to accept it.
That night, the Buddha fell into a dream and told him that he could make a wish at will, just to sacrifice himself. The decision is in his hands, and he can stop whenever he wants.
Brain made up for himself standing on the stage watching the scene of thousands of fans worshipping him, and Lago Jie was still heartbroken after all.
At the moment when he signed the contract with the Buddha, he thought he would stop if he wanted to, but he did not expect that many things would become involuntary once they started.
The thought of begging for the leftover blinded his eyes, and since he tasted the sweetness, Lan Gaojie has started to make wishes. Occasionally, I would like to stop because of my extreme discomfort, but the moment I stopped making a wish, my popularity would disappear. How can you let go after you have tasted fame and fortune
After waking up from the ambulance, Lan Gaojie accidentally saw his old face.
The popularity on the Internet finally got up a little bit, and he couldn't accept that he used this face to show others. He fled the hospital and unilaterally announced his withdrawal.
He can't explain to others what he looks like now, nor can he imagine fans seeing his face peeling off.
Instead of letting them be scared off by their own faces, it is better to leave a relatively beautiful thought.
"I don't have anything to give you, so let's go with me." I once looked at the amulet of compassion and compassion, but now I only feel a strange smile, which makes people feel cold.
Lan Gaojie loves and hates it. He doesn't want to be seen in his old appearance after death, so he wants to die with the amulet.
His hands trembled, trying to light the lighter.
However, at this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.
The sudden bell startled Lan Gaojie, and he was even more anxious about tearing down the gasoline and lighting the curtains.
"It's dangerous to play with fire at this late!" A familiar voice suddenly sounded, and Lan Gaojie was dumbfounded, and the lighter fell off as soon as he loosened his hand. Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, the man caught the lighter and closed the lid at a speed unmatched by ordinary people. He held it in his hand and played a few laps. It's char siu."
"How did you come in?!" Lan Gaojie stared at Lu Xu with wide eyes, shaking all over.
"I received your invitation." Lu Xu replied in a tone, got up and went around the room, and saw the amulets offered in the living room at a glance, "You said you were alive and well, why do you die? Come back with a negative card."
Everyone knows that amulets bring good luck, but they don't know how many people use negative cards to harm others.
Those greedy evil spirits are lodged on the yin card, tempting you to sign a contract with him. Once you move this mind, then it is equivalent to agreeing to sacrifice your soul to the devil.
Lago Jie struggled his life to finish the three phases, showing how many holes this negative card is.
"Yin card?" Lan Gaojie didn't expect Lu Xu to react like this. He looked at the amulet with contempt, obviously not taking it in his eyes.
What made Lan Gaojie even more incredible was that the amulets that received his sacrifices brought him infinite fear seemed to have a soul. When Lu Xu's face trembled, the sound of "dongdong" hitting the table sounded even With a bit of begging for mercy.
"It's ugly." Lu Xu didn't bother to look at the face on the yin card, and buckled it down casually. Then I looked at the time and then at Lago Jie, well, I have to wait another three minutes.
Lan Gaojie looked at Lu Xu who was visiting suddenly, but felt that many things could not be understood.
It was also at this time that he remembered his current appearance, and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to cover his face.
"Oh, I can see it all, is it useful to just want to cover my face now?"
Lago Jie was choked so hard that he couldn't help but sighed back: "You are here to come to see me jokes. Are you all very happy when I retire? You feel that you have lost a competitor? See me now Do you think you look down upon it like this, do you still want to go out and get some heat on the media?"
At this moment, Lan Gaojie seemed to be possessed by a professional Raper, smashing at Lu Xu like countless problematic machine guns.
Lu Xu frowned unconsciously, and for a while, he really didn't know which question should be answered first.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Lan Gaojie yelled for a long time, and finally stopped. He felt like fire was burning in his lungs, and he was terribly uncomfortable.
Lu Xu had never thought about arguing with him, so he sorted out his thoughts and said, "I just said, I was invited by you, not to watch a joke. And no one is happy about your retirement, even for you. pity… "
"How is it possible! They want to see me joke, they must be happy without competitors..."
Lan Gaojie interrupted Lu Xu abruptly, and then murmured it several times, not like telling Lu Xu, but more like using it to convince himself.
"What's impossible, and you think too much. Few people treat you as a competitor."
Where the strength gap is, whoever finds an opponent is not looking up.
Lu Xu didn't say it clearly, but the meaning was on the surface. It was nothing but that Lan Gaojie regarded himself too high.
"You are really mean..." Lan Gaojie didn't come up in a breath, obviously he was about to recite. At this moment, his airway is more uncomfortable, he just feels that his throat is too thirsty, "Water, give me water..."
Lu Xu glanced at the time, but there were less than twenty seconds left, so he enthusiastically introduced him to the characteristics of the underworld: "Will you taste the water of Wangchuan River when you die and walk Huangquan Road? It's clear and sweet. I still want to drink it. If you want something hot, go to Meng Po Restaurant and taste the soup there. It’s an unforgettable bite..."
Neuropathy!
The curse stalked in his throat, at the last moment of his life, Lan Gaojie had not had time to recall the chapters of his life over the past twenty years. At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, and it was good not to face Lu Xu's cynicism when he died.
Live awkwardly before death, don't meet again after death!
Only a few seconds before and after, Lan Gaojie opened his eyes again, seeing his soul float outside, and then clearly realized that he was dead.
"Your customer has been ascended to heaven, please check..."
Finally waited!
Lu Xu clapped his hands just to attract Lan Gaojie’s attention, and then took out his work log to confirm the message: "Lang Gaojie, male, from Dongcheng, born on March 14, 1997, 23 years old..."
The soul-body Lan Gaojie looked at Lu Xu completely dumbfounded. He didn't understand why he saw the person he saw before he died or he opened his eyes after death.
It was only when he became a soul body that he realized that Lu Xu was lightened all over his body, which made him feel attracted and approached inexplicably.
Hearing Lu Xu asked about his own life information, Lago Jie nodded his head and couldn't help asking Lu Xu, "Who are you?"
Only now did Lan Gaojie realize that Lu Xu is not an ordinary person at all.
Thinking of the look in Lu Xu's eyes and the words he had said before, Lan Gaojie realized that this person had been waiting for him to belch.
When he asked, he actually had an answer vaguely in his heart.
Sure enough, Lu Xu first asked him to confirm that the information was correct and then sign, and then smiled lightly, "I, Lu Xu, the professional god of death. It's your Huangquan guide, customizing the exclusive death service for you."
grim Reaper? !
Lan Gaojie only felt that the whole ghost was bad, no wonder the four ghosts kept chasing Lu Xu and shouting some adults.
It's been a long time, that's it!
Imagining that he once regarded Lu Xu as a competitor, and Lan Gaojie suddenly felt very broken. It's already very difficult to compete with people, and now there is death to join in the fun.
Immediately before he set foot on Huangquan Road, Lan Gaojie couldn't help but ask Lu Xu: "You are such a god of death, why come to participate in the draft?"
Is this the legend of not leaving a way for others to survive
Lu Xu didn't hide it, just casually replied: "The harm is all work needs."
He didn't say what work was needed, and Lan Gaojie went on the road before he had time to ask.
Seeing that his performance had added another order, Lu Xu was in a great mood, and even helped Lan Gaojie's legacy to make him look like he was in his twenties.
Seeing that Lu Xu was about to leave, the negative cards on the table had been lying there silently pretending to be dead, hoping that the adult would not notice him.
However, Lu Xu took two steps and turned back, and put it in his pocket casually—
For evil spirits or something, it's better not to stay in the world.