I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

Hades?

Underworld?

or hell?

Yang Shou can't figure out the truth of the world, but it doesn't matter.

"Eat, drink, play, and do everything."

"As long as I ignore the pictures of everyone dying, then this is the real world!"

"But there is one thing to be aware of."

Yang Shou felt a little helpless, he looked to the left and then to the right.

Two beauties, Yang Mi and Reba, stood beside each other, hugging his arms tightly.

It felt like wanting to cling to him.

The soft touch is not like a paper doll at all.

It only makes Yang Shou, who is a normal man, want to move around.

But he went further.

And that's just two girlfriends.

What if the above Zhao Maimai couldn't get his dream, thought he didn't like it, and continued to burn his girlfriend?

Not to mention burning the entire entertainment circle, even half of it, no matter how strong the cattle are, they can't plow that much land.

Will definitely be exhausted.

That's fine.

Burning paper man or something, inconspicuous.

If what Zhao Maimai burned in front of the grave could come true.

On a whim another day, what about burning a monster figure, military model?

Wouldn't that stuff come true too?

Yang Shou panicked a little.

I have to find a way to give Zhao Maimaituo a dream.

Go back to the community to study and study.

Embracing left and right, leading the two beauties, Yang Shou stopped the taxi, and his expression remained unchanged under the envious eyes of the driver:

"Haven't you seen the two girlfriends?"

"Let's go back to Ping An District."

...

Zhao Maimai is in a bad mood recently.

This matter started half a month ago.

She has had nightmares every day since one night.

The content of the dream is the same every time, blood-red rays of light envelope the earth, everywhere as far as the eye can see, there are horribly dead bodies scattered.

Didn't take it seriously for the first two days.

Then start paying attention.

In the end, I took medicine, saw a psychiatrist, and even prayed to God and worshiped Buddha, but I still had nightmares.

A friend suggested to her that she had done something bad and was entangled by something.

Zhao Maimai swears to God that she really did nothing.

I asked for leave to go home to rest, and mentioned this to my parents. While the parents were worried, they suddenly thought of something and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Is it because of him?"

Zhao Maimai looked blank and asked:

"who is he?"

"The thing is like this, you were young back then, about four or five years old..."

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother told me an old story.

When Zhao Maimai was young, because of his love of play, he ran to the rooftop to play while no one was paying attention, and finally climbed over the fence somehow and jumped from the rooftop.

It just so happened that a young couple went to the roof to enjoy the breeze. The boy saw her and grabbed her desperately, but he was also hanging on the edge of the roof.

The remaining girl was too weak to pull her boyfriend and add a child, so she went to call someone.

When a group of people arrived in a hurry, the boy could no longer hold on, and the strength he didn't know where came from threw Zhao Maimai back, and he fell straight down.

"That community is called Ping'an Community. I heard that since this incident, there have been tragic incidents. The dog-walking Aunt was hit and killed by a truck, and the young security guard was stabbed eight times by thieves..."

"Although our family moved away, we made up everything together and compensated nearly one million yuan to the boy's girlfriend."

"The boy seems to be called Yang Shou."

"After so many years, the Ping'an community has been demolished long ago, and you have grown up. Will he still come to you?"

The parents said nervously.

Zhao Maimai recited the name Yang Shou silently, not only did not feel any fear, but felt a sense of peace of mind.

In a trance, she seemed to recall some fragments.

In the bitter cold wind at high altitude, a big brother with a bright smile said cheers to her little girl.

Then she flew up high, and the big brother flew down.

That's the direction of the fall.

With a sudden pain in his heart, Zhao Maimai asked the old address of Ping'an Community with red eyes, turned and left home.

Just like what the parents said, there are too many strange things in the Ping An District, which was demolished very early and turned into a commercial street.

But fortunately, there are several old people nearby who have lived in Ping'an Community for many years and have a deep impression of what happened back then.

"That young man is the beginning of all misfortunes in the community."

"No, grandpa, he is here to save people, and he will definitely not bring misfortune."

Zhao Maimai explained stubbornly.

The old man didn't say much, and told her the cemetery where Yang Shou was buried.

Without stopping all the way, Zhao Maimai finally found the tomb with the paper money.

In the photo of the tombstone, the boy smiled brightly, just like back then.

...

"Are you still going to the cemetery today?"

"You've been gone for two days, and you still have nightmares."

"It seems that this matter has nothing to do with that young man, don't you need to go anymore?"

At the dinner table, Father Zhao tried to persuade him.

Zhao Maimai went in his left ear and out his right ear, so he didn't take it to heart.

She was thinking about what to buy at the funeral store today.

How about burning a few more paper figurines for Brother Yang?

I don't know if he will be bored down there.

Burn some novels or comics.

At this time, the TV that was playing the advertisement suddenly changed the screen, which attracted the attention of Zhao's parents and Zhao Maimai.

On the TV, the host who suddenly appeared sat upright and said seriously:

"Next, I will announce one thing..."

Listening and listening, the three people in the room fell into a state of sluggishness.

At the same time, the city they are in, the Yanlong Kingdom they are in, and the entire Blue Star they are in.

Hundreds of millions of human beings, through cable programs, online platforms, and all media that can disseminate information, listened to a declaration that shocked the world:

"In the dimension of the universe, the blue star is like a drop of water in the ocean, extremely small."

"In the long river of time, the history of mankind is also a short moment."

"Our existence is a kind of accident, a kind of luck."

"But fortunately, there will always be an end."

"Ten days later, the world will enter a strange era."

"People who have died will return to reality in a strange situation."

"In the first stage, countless strange things corrode the former residence, or the place of death, forming a strange copy."

"In the second stage, the scope of all dungeons is expanded to include the entire Blue Star, and weirdness will truly appear in our lives."

"In the third stage, either we humans will perish, or we will let the strange perish!"

The host solemnly said: "The strangeness is about to come, and it has already affected the reality. Among the human beings, there are ghosts who appear, they can communicate with some strangeness, and use the power of the strangeness to fight against the strangeness."

"Some tricksters have completed their awakening and obtained vital information."

"An unawakened trickster has the following characteristics."

"The first type is that there are certain objects around you that are specialized, such as a comb that keeps dripping blood, a mirror that can't see people, and a self-driving car."

"The second type is the mutation of the body, the bloody handprints on the back, the hair growing wildly, and the broken fingers that don't bleed."

"The third type is to repeatedly see certain phantoms, or to repeatedly have a certain nightmare."

"The fourth type..."

As he listened, Zhao Maimai froze suddenly.

She seems to fit the third category.

Since half a month ago, I have repeated nightmares every night.

This is one of the characteristics of a trickster.

But unlike ordinary ghosts, those people can only dream about specific things and specific mysteries.

What she dreamed was a blood-colored world that could not be seen at a glance, and endless corpses.

The mystery related to her seems to be more mysterious and powerful.