Chapter 1817: Dead, still not dead

After he got close to the firelight, he realized that it was a pile of burning paper money, and a circle of incense was placed outside the paper money.
Looking around, Cai Heming did not find anyone who lit paper money here. This big night was scary enough, plus he is still on death trial.
So Cai Heming didn't dare to hesitate, and walked past the pile of paper money directly, the pace was very fast.
Although he passed the pile of paper money, Cai Heming didn't know why, but he always felt something staring at him behind him.
This feeling made him very uncomfortable, he couldn't help but looked back.
But his face turned pale, and he found that the fire behind him seemed to be standing alone, with a strange smile on his face.
With a heavy heart beat, Cai Heming turned his head back in a hurry, and then trot up.
He hadn't run far, a sudden thunder burst in the sky, and the cold raindrops instantly fell.
The hazy drizzle disturbed Cai Heming's vision. The sky was as dark as ink, and the cold wind was blowing continuously. Cai Heming felt cold and trembling.
At this moment, he suddenly heard the rapid brake sound coming from behind him, and then he only felt as if his body was about to crack.
Then he fell heavily on the ground, and all his internal organs seemed to be mixed together.
This taste made him extremely painful.
Cai Heming can clearly feel that his breathing has become weak, and the pain is also eroding him layer by layer.
His consciousness gradually began to get a little confused, the brain began to be somewhat out of his control, and there seemed to be something to be drilled out of his body.
Cai Hemingqiang endured such pain, and slowly stood up, each of his actions will make his pain deeper.
But I don't know why, Cai Heming couldn't stop his movements. He felt that what he was doing now was like physical instinct, and there was no way to control it.
But when he stood up completely, he was very surprised to find that his body was extremely relaxed. This is a feeling he has never experienced in his life, as if he had no body.
Looking down at his hands and feet, Cai Heming found that everything in front of him was as bright as daylight, and he could see clearly no matter what it was.
He looked back, and was shocked immediately. Behind him was a man covered in blood, with a suitcase in his hand.
His Mercedes-Benz was parked not far behind, and the already-battered bumper was completely destroyed at this time.
Looking at the person on the ground that had become flesh and blood, I didn't know why Cai Heming always felt a bit familiar, and after a while, he was shocked.
He found that the person lying on the ground was actually himself, dead himself. Cai Heming stared at the corpse on the ground in disbelief, looked at himself after a while, and finally he had to admit a fact.
The body lying on the ground was indeed himself, and he was killed by his own car.
But why do you still have consciousness now, and why do the things in front of you suddenly become like daylight?
"Don't... don't..." Cai Heming said to herself in shock: "I have become a ghost? I really died... just died like this?"
This change of identity made Cai Heming very uncomfortable. It took a long time before he laughed bitterly, and said in frustration: "Maybe this is okay, at least the death trial is ended in this way, and it can bear a lot of pain."
Having reached this step, in addition to comforting himself so helplessly, Cai Heming did not know what to do.
He thinks that he has been tried, which is also a very normal thing. After all, in the psychology of ordinary people, death is the end of everything.
It's just that he is still wrong, and his trial has not ended here.
Cai Heming looked at the surroundings in a daze, not knowing what he should do. According to his point of view, he should be going to the prefecture now, but he neither saw the black and white impermanence nor saw the bull head.
What should I do now?
The rain is still falling, even though it has become a soul, he still feels a bit cold. Everything around became so strange.
Cai Heming, who was not enough at the moment, was extremely relaxed. Although he was already dead, from the current situation, it was not too bad.
At least for him who received the death notice, it didn't endure too much pain, and it was all over.
Of course, he was very unwilling to face death, but he can only do so now.
Overwhelmed by Cai Heming, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and an old small western building appeared in front of him.
Cai Heming frowned slightly and said to himself: "What's going on? Is this place hell? It's impossible!"
Cai Heming, who couldn't understand it, turned his head and looked around, only to find a dark chaotic space.
Looking at the small building, Cai Heming still felt a little uneasy in his heart.
He thought for a while, but decided not to go in.
But at this time, a black flame suddenly appeared around him.
The hot temperature made Cai Heming instinctively feel the fear.
The black flame surrounded him and tomorrow's Xiaoyanglou, and then began to shrink little by little.
Cai Heming already knew that the purpose of this black flame was to force him into the Xiaoyang Tower.
Unfortunately, even if he understood this, Cai Heming still had no way to solve the scene before him.
He just couldn't understand why he was already dead, and there would still be such a scene.
But at this time, he didn't have time to think about anything anymore, he had no choice but to push open the door of Xiaoyanglou.
As soon as he walked in, Cai Heming felt a cold wind blowing, and she couldn't help shivering.
The living room in front of him was gloomy, like a grave. The living room was filled with messy old furniture.
Cai Heming, who had turned into a ghost, was clearly visible no matter what he looked at.
But I don't know why. After walking into this small building, his eyes became dark again.
Only the moonlight outside the window brought a little red awn, staining a small spot in the living room like blood.
There was a strong wind outside the window, and the dilapidated windows of Xiaoyanglou rang loudly. ..
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