Chapter 1: The Temple

The moment when the pain came, Xiao Ying thought that she died before she had a boyfriend and would die with her eyes open.

As a lawyer, it is not uncommon to be retaliated against, especially her stubborn and persevering, and going all the way to the dark. Everyone knows who the murderer is. However, because the other party’s background is tough, no one dares to accept it. Xiao Ying is not afraid. When she chose to study law, she wanted to be a female lawyer who upholds justice for the victims.

As it turns out, justice always defeats evil.

Gain evidence, open a trial, win the case.

Until I left the court gate, everything confirmed one sentence.

In the face of justice, no matter what the demons and monsters do, they are... feeding jasmine camels - in vain.

until……

She was hit by a large truck.

The pain, the pain of the internal organs has moved away. In front of you, there are light and darkness, black and white. In the chaos, Xiao Ying seemed to see a little girl being strangled from behind.

Then a dagger penetrated into the little girl's heart. Xiao Ying was anxious to step forward, and finally the bloody image disappeared in front of her.

Suddenly, she felt that she was pulled by a huge force, and in chaos, she seemed to be pulled into the little girl's body. There seemed to be a fire burning in her heart, and Xiao Ying lost consciousness again in pain.

"This ghost weather is so cold that I can't freeze to death. I'll just get close to the fire. Even if I die, don't be a frozen devil."

In a vague manner, Xiao Ying seemed to hear a sound and said whirringly.

Then, she felt something covered with her body, heavy.

The voice was vicious again, "Wu Qipo...you are so kind. You are all dead babies, and you even put your only jacket on her. Be careful not to freeze to death."

"...I haven't died yet." Then, an old woman's voice trembled.

"I stabbed my chest in the opposite direction, and I had already exhaled more and had less breath.

If you only get half a piece of cake in a day, you will leave it for her most. Sooner or later, you will starve to death!"

Is this the world after death? It’s noisy and there’s no moment of quietness in my ears.

Thinking about it so randomly, Xiao Ying fell asleep again in a daze.

It was cold, as if the bones were so painful. Xiao Ying opened her eyes hard, and what caught her eyes was a dark roof. The roof seemed to be made of wooden, but it was burned by fire.

You can hear the whistling wind in your ears.

Xiao Ying turned her head effortlessly and saw the open door.

Snowflakes were floating outside the door. At this time, the cold wind carried snow particles and blew in, hitting her face.

Being so excited by the snow, Xiao Ying realized something.

She seemed to be dead.

Just as Xiao Ying was full of her mind, she was pulling a rose petal with her thoughts. She died, she was not dead, she was not dead... with the sound of kicking footsteps.

Several people appeared in Xiao Ying's sight one after another.

A middle-aged man in rags is a cripple man who walks on tiptoe.

A boy looked about ten years old and was wrapped in a black black blanket.

Following the man, his expression was like a mouse.

The last one was a gray-haired old woman.

She held a bamboo pole in her hand, and every step she took, she had to tentatively use the bamboo pole to knock it. She was a blind man.

The man walking in front entered the door first. His eyes were swept in the room and he was facing Xiao Ying's gaze.

"It's a zombie."

"Ghost, ghost." The man and the child shouted almost at the same time.

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Xiao Ying held a large thick porcelain bowl with broken edges.

There was half a bowl of steaming water in the bowl, which was exchanged for the last half of the cake from the cripple's broken pot just now. The water had an indescribable smell, and it was handed to Xiao Ying with both hands. If it were the case, she would never have been able to put it in.

Who knows where the pot of boiling water was cut out.

However, as she woke up, Xiao Ying discovered something.

Something she didn't believe but had to believe.

She is not in her original body now.

Her small body now looks like the middle-aged man said, "It exerted more and less inhaled."

Swallowing can hurt her so much that she scratched her heart and lungs.

The hand holding the bowl is as thin as a bamboo pole.

The miserable white man was not even a little bloody, and his hands were exposed, not like human hands, but like ghost claws.

It took about an hour to find out where she was.

Another hour later, she finally knew what she had encountered and why she vented more and became less.

This is a brain-cell-intensive task. In order to find out the news, Xiao Ying fell asleep all night.

When I opened my eyes the next day, it was already bright.

The indigenous people in the ruined temple had already started their day's work - begging.

She was the only one in the temple, and her half-old jacket was still covered with Wu Qipo's body.

This is a dilapidated City God Temple. The clay sculpture of the City God is now in a mess. Most of her body was pushed to the dilapidated door by the dilapidated door last night by the lame middle-aged man. The head of the clay sculpture rolled miserably to the corner, and now she is staring at Xiao Ying with big eyes.

She was picked up by Wu Qipo, the blind old woman from the pile of dead people.

It is said that she was thrown into a cemetery outside the city. These indigenous people in the dilapidated temple occasionally go to the cemetery to try their luck.

Take some clothes and accessories from dead people.

When she was exposed, she suddenly fell into a zombie.

The few people were scared to death, but in the end, Wu Qipo, who was still blind and could not see the wound on her body, used the only copper plates on her body to ask the other two to find a board and carry her back to the dilapidated temple.

As for who she was named, why she was not dead and was thrown to the chasing grounds, it is unknown.

The injuries on her body were also very curious. The murderer started quickly and accurately, and he stabbed him in the chest.

He even poked her into pieces.

Xiao Ying felt that the reason why she could breathe was because she was a "ghostly sad" and even the King of Hell didn't want to accept her.

After lying half-dead for a long time, footsteps finally came from outside the City God Temple. It was not the sound of the lame men she used to and Wu Qipo tapping, but aggressively, with unique strength.

Xiao Ying barely opened her eyes and looked at the head of the city god who blocked the wind and snow and was kicked away instantly.

Xiao Ying observed a cool and sensual skill that is only available in the movie.

"Let's rest here. The snow is too heavy...ah, dead!" The last word "dead" was naturally given to Xiao Ying.

As the word "dead" was shouted out, four or five people soon entered the ruined temple.

The one who was obviously scared was a young man, who looked around twenty years old and was wearing a long gown that the scholar should have worn.

He and Xiao Ying stared at each other with big eyes.

"There are no dead people, no dead people. God, one died a few days ago, and five or six have died this month. Why is another one..." The word "dead people" stopped abruptly, and it was Xiao Ying's obviously rotating eyes.
Chapter completed!