When the weirdness comes to the world, death is the end

"Let me do it. I have to deliver food and pay my mortgage. It's too tiring. I might as well not live."

A long-haired young man stood up and rubbed his messy hair.

"And me, I worked hard for half my life and came across an unfinished building. I came out to relax, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing." A middle-aged man with a square face sighed.

A 50-year-old woman next to him had her eyes light up: "Me too, what a coincidence?"

The middle-aged man was a little surprised: "You also bought an unfinished building?"

The woman shook her head: "No, I'm in the late stage of cancer."

"......How is it a coincidence?"

"I'm here to relax, too."

..........

More and more people stood up, and Deng Yue in the crowd looked at this scene with a complicated expression.

When she quarreled with her parents at home, she had thought more than once that she would use suicide to avenge them and make them regret what they had done.

Even if she was involved in a supernatural incident, she was not too desperate, and even thought to herself: If I die here, they will regret it and never find me again!

Unexpectedly, if she died here, her parents would not remember her at all.

"It would be meaningless to die like this." She could only comfort herself in this way, but in fact she had no courage at all.

Next to her was Deng Jintao, who was holding his wife and daughter and looked grateful.

After meeting here, the few people were not embarrassed because Deng Jintao did not rush to meet up.

After finding his wife and daughter, they left first because they were worried that there was not enough time.

Everyone has their own concerns and priorities, which has nothing to do with selfishness.

"Dad..." The daughter looked at the people queuing up to the square and asked, "What are they doing? Are they playing hopscotch?"

Deng Jintao did not reach out to cover his daughter's eyes like other parents, but bent down slightly and whispered, "Baby, you have to remember what they look like... They are all brave and good people."

..........

Among the tens of thousands of people, six people finally stood up.

Some of them were terminally ill, and some had lost hope in life...

But no matter what, death is not a simple matter of closing your eyes.

The method is very important. Most people choose to commit suicide by jumping off a building, which is simple, convenient and painless, rather than stabbing themselves in the heart with a sharp knife.

However, being killed by a ghost is more terrifying than any other way of death.

They were far from being as calm as they said. The ten people stood in front of the squares and looked at each other. Their eyes were filled with fear and a hint of helplessness towards this world.

The safe squares were 1, 4, and 5.

The long-haired young man took a deep breath and took the first step. He stepped on square [7].

Everyone's heart was in their throat!

Fortunately, this square was safe.

"Hahahahahaha..." The young man who was so calm about dying just now now slumped on the ground, covering his face with his hands, crying and laughing, as if he was crazy.

In the venue where tens of thousands of people gathered, except for the people at the outermost edge who didn't know what was going on, the rest of the people were silent. No one spoke.

This atmosphere seemed very strange. If everyone was silent because of sadness, in fact, they didn't know each other at all, and there was no deep affection at all.

But it is impossible to say that the crowd was calm, after all, these people were willing to die in order to find a way to survive.

More likely, it was just a kind of numbness, a numbness caused by the fear of not knowing when one will suddenly die in this spiritual world.

The long-haired young man was still slumped on the ground, and at this moment he was sobbing and crying with his face covered.

Perhaps, after this experience on the brink of life and death, his heart was rekindled with hope for life.

"That's right, young man, take it easy, there's nothing wrong with delivering takeout, life is still long..." The square-faced middle-aged man walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and seemed to want to preach, but in the end he just sighed.

It was his turn to go next.

To be fair, each person tried one square, otherwise the first person would almost certainly die.

The square-faced middle-aged man slowly walked towards [10], his steps were a little heavy, and every step seemed to be a final farewell to this world.

When his foot landed on the square, the square remained calm, and people around him began to whisper, as if they saw a glimmer of hope.

But at the same time, some people whispered: "Walk faster, every time you start to think, you don't know how long you will walk..."

..........

"Yes, just think more positively." The aunt smiled and walked to the middle-aged man: "IBecause there is no other way..."

"If I live, I will burden my children. If I die, I am afraid that they will be sad... It is just right to die here, and I can also accumulate some virtue for them."

The aunt murmured, and was about to move forward. At this moment, someone suddenly pulled her from behind: "Aunt, you should also think about it."

"You look good, you should be able to live for a long time." The young man said with a smile.

No one noticed when this young man appeared here, but with his appearance, there was a faint commotion in the crowd.

"Finally he came." Lin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he did not wait for everyone to die like the protagonist of the novel before coming to clean the floor.

Dasha took out a hamburger and started eating. Hongzi showed a relieved smile and looked up at Wang Fanfan beside him and said: "Don't worry, my little brother is here, he will solve it..."

"Really? Then don't you need to help him?"

"This... I won't do it easily. When he needs me, he will ask me for help. "

Those who were making a commotion were basically the ones who had gathered at the senior activity center during the day. They knew that this young man was from an official organization and was the leader of this operation.

At this moment, he was the only light of hope in everyone's heart.

..........

"Princess, Princess..."

Deng Yue stepped on the bench with one foot and looked at the young man with some worry.

He looked not much older than herself. Could he really solve this tricky situation?

After a day of understanding, she realized that this kind of God-given ability was extremely abstract. In layman's terms, there was no one who could fight.

Humans were in an absolutely weak position in the confrontation with evil spirits.

However... He was handsome, and he dared to stand out at this time. He was much better than those spirited guys who claimed to be gangsters... I just hope he didn't overestimate his abilities.

......

......

......