Of course, I was very excited about Gou Qiu's rage, not for anything else, just to avenge the "big revenge" of this woman who cheated me last time! I completely ignored her threat, and then fell asleep peacefully with a happy mood.

My name is Passerby A [always, I'm just a cannon fodder, so I can't name it]. I am a student. I'm a junior this year. I had dinner with my classmates a few days ago and witnessed an accident. It's so scary! I have always felt like something is going to happen these days, so I've been very careful these days.

This year I got up as normal as I did, and haven't been out for food and drink these days. Several of my classmates have not gone out to play games. We honestly are good students at school.

I woke up in the morning and ate breakfast as usual. It was said that nothing happened. Although the breakfast in the school cafeteria was a bit unpalatable and not very hygienic, I don’t know why my stomach was like a tumultuous person after eating today’s breakfast.

I had no choice but to take leave in the dormitory. Even though I used to pretend to be sick tens of millions of times, I was really sick this time. I had been sick more than a dozen times this morning. Now I have nothing to do, and my legs have already been blown off after getting off the bed.

The classmates in the dormitory have not come back yet, so they agreed to come back and buy me medicine. If they don’t come back, I will be the first student to kill this school, and I will be considered a famous school.

I am now head-heavy, my eyes are blurred, and I walk like I step on cotton, which is not true at all. I heard that even if this is done, there will be some sequelae. I should drink more water, preferably salt and sugar water. I remembered that I bought a bag of rock sugar in the store last time. Although there is no salt, I can handle it.

Thinking of this, I thought about it from the upper bunk. Just as I supported my hands, I wanted to get out of bed slowly. It was so boring. My hands and neck softened and I turned all over from the bed.

Ah! My throat hurts so much, why is it so difficult to breathe? What's wrong? I tried to raise my head and look at the blood flowing out of the ground in front of me. My eyes slowly began to turn black. Then I felt like I was floating up and just saw the self lying down below.

Who did this good thing? I put a broken stick under the bed for no reason. Soon I remembered that this was what I put. This was what I accidentally broke the mop rod this morning and placed it under the bed.

Looking at myself lying on the ground and the blood on the ground, it turns out that I am dead, why am I dead? At this moment...

Ah! I got up on the bed and looked around. It turned out that this was a dream, but this dream was too real. The most important thing was that passerby. I knew the student who was having dinner at my stall that day. The guy who died strangely after escaping that day seemed to have a look by himself and died by a broken mop.

This... I felt a little sticky on my body. It turned out that I was sweating all over, my hair was wet, and there was Ma Yuanzhen's shocking snoring beside me.

After lying down again, I thought about it carefully. Although I didn't want to admit it, I have to say that the dream just now might have happened when the passerby A was in trouble, but how could such a thing appear in my dream so realistically?

At this moment, another guy was remembered in my mind, the guy who claimed to be the god of Chinese death, Si Ming in Gou Qiu's mouth. This guy was this guy, otherwise it would not have been like this.

The more I think about it, the more I feel like this, it is two o'clock in the morning, and there are still a few hours before dawn, but I don't feel sleepy at all, and I don't dare to sleep even if I have it. I don't know if I will have such a dream, but I am really a little scared.

Human! I am afraid when facing unknown things, and I am very afraid. That's what I am like. Now I sit here and guess, and I can guess what kind of tricks the other party will be like next.

Dreams? It's really a magical thing, something that scientific explanations cannot be interpreted correctly, and everyone can do it. It seems ordinary, but it exudes all kinds of extraordinary things.

The next day, I got up again with panda eyes. Ma Yuanzhen saw me and said, "Brother! Why are you like this again? Do you want to gouqiu sister?"

I don’t know how to say this guy. You say he is stupid. Is this something a fool can say? You say he is not stupid, but he is usually stupid.

In the next few days, I dreamed about the deaths of those people, and I also found Captain Guo and checked what happened when those people died. There were surveillance videos when some people died. In this way, I was completely sure that what I saw in my dream was the moment when these people died.

As for why this happens, I don’t know! There will be monsters when things happen. I am waiting. When that Si Ming appears in my dream, I have a premonition that this guy will definitely come to me, and this guy’s ability is dreams, the ability to control dreams.

One day has passed, it’s dull; two days have passed, I’m no longer dreaming now, I eat well every day and sleep well. Occai occasionally calls to complain about the money for the day and says that I will do anything to me next time I meet. I don’t notice it. I don’t know when I have more and more calls with her, and it seems that I can’t finish it.

These words are usually something I think is unnutrition. A week has passed and I have begun to relax. When I already feel that the guy will not appear, I appear in my dream again.

"Hello! We're meeting again!" Looking at the cool guy in front of me, just the scythe in his hand? I was also heartless. I was still thinking about the scythe in him at this time.

"I've been here. I've been waiting for you for several days. You said you'd come early if you want to come. You've come too late. Good guy, I've been waiting for almost ten days. I've waited until the flowers faded."

I guess this guy didn't expect me to say that, and he looked confused, and then looked at me speechlessly: "Aren't you afraid of me? I'll be afraid of those people's death these days?"

I said calmly: "I'm afraid of yarn. What's there to be afraid of? Think about it yourself, what's there to be afraid of me? If you want to kill me, I've been killed, but I haven't killed me yet. I guess you can't kill me at the moment. Of course, you can't kill me in a big fight. Then what's there to be afraid of me? Life is going through day by day. Instead of being worried, it's better to let it go."

Hearing my words, the god of death clapped his hands and said, "I have lived for hundreds of years and have seen countless people who face death calmly, but it is really rare for you to be!"
Chapter completed!