late at night!

The windows of the house seemed to be covered with thick paste, blocking the moonlight, and the house was filled with rich darkness.

The howling wind blew, and the tall trees kept swaying.

The blurred night lingers on the earth, and clouds accumulate in the sky, forming a thick black cloud.

With a creaking sound, the door was blown open by the strong wind.

The strong wind blew into the house, and many items were blown to the ground. A rice bowl with a gap fell to the ground, stained with soil and slowly rolled.

A sixteen-year-old boy was lying on a hard wooden bed, indifferent to the movement of the door blowing open.

The boy's chest remained calm without any ups and downs. His skin was stiff and began to evolve towards the sandy white.

There was horror left in the boy's eyes, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

The look of horror could tell the deep despair at a glance.

A silver-white light flashed.

Accompanied by a roar of thunder.

The house was shining by the light of thunder, and you could see the location beside the boy.

An old man with a hunched back was lying beside the boy, with one arm holding the boy's arms.

The arms were covered with traces of rottenness, the rotten flesh was filled with an unpleasant stench, and the snow-white bones were exposed.

The lightning flashed in a flash.

The old man lying on the verge was slowly squirming, like a maggot.

The old man was quite moved. When he came down on the bed, his elbow hit the boy's head.

A sandy white arm was raised, and the slender fingers were constantly twitching the scalp. The boy's impatient voice sounded: "What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

"I drank too much today, my head hurts, and I have to go to work tomorrow."

Standing on the ground from above the bed, the old man with stiff limbs, his gray hair was scattered, his face was hidden in the hair and the darkness, and he could not see clearly.

A faint and quiet look was peering at the boy on the bed.

The still chest was already rising and falling, the heart was filled with powerful stirring, and the skin had returned to its blood.

Time passed by bit by bit, and those pairs of scarlet eyes vaguely appeared in the dark, and they had never left the boy's ups and downs.

The wind is howling, and lightning is thundering.

The heavy rain fell.

"It's so noisy."

"It's raining outside and it doesn't close the windows."

Young young man covered his forehead with one hand, while the other hand was constantly fumbled, wanting to explore his mobile phone.

But after touching the sky directly, the boy reluctantly opened his eyes.

This time, an incredible look appeared.

The unbelievable and tender eyes softened, and then opened them to look.

What I saw was a small house, the door was already open, and you could see heavy rain falling.

On the ground of the house was standing a man with a slightly hunched back, and the other party was standing in the corner, his expression could not be seen clearly in the dark night.

He pinched himself gently and felt a pain.

This made Zhao Gongming realize that this is no longer his own.

Even this body is not your own.

Two inevitable problems when people reach middle age: their belly is slightly larger and their hairline is higher.

Now that he was exploring with one hand, Zhao Gongming could find that both of these points were gone.

Traveled through time.

Zhao Gongming knew it very well.

It's just unacceptable for a moment.

There was no day or night. I just paid off my mortgage and celebrated it all, and the person was gone.

The more I think about it, the more angry I get.

If I had known this, I would have gone to cupping more often, wouldn’t it be nice?

In the dim environment, Zhao Gongming looked around and was left alone, and he needed to work hard.

This is a difficult day.

The eyes unconsciously confronted one's eyes.

A lightning appeared, and the house became brighter for a moment.

The other party's mouth cracked slightly, revealing its deep mouth as deep as a black hole, and a terrifying smile appeared.

Immediately the light disappeared and the house returned to darkness.

A gloomy expression filled the night with weirdness.

Those eyes were something Zhao Gongming had never seen before. The memory just now appeared in his heart. The scarlet and vicious eyes seemed to be releasing malice.

weird.

Zhao Gongming's heart broke out.

This is not only a time travel, but also a weird one.

Life is really bitter.

All kinds of thoughts arise in my mind.

Get up and rushed into the rain and ran away, shouting for help, and fighting directly with weird things... a series of ways of dealing with them were born.

One by one, one thought appeared, but was extinguished by Zhao Gongming.

The layout and clothing of this house are obvious in ancient times. Without cold medicine, rushing into the rain and having a fever is a gambling life.

It is not realistic to shout for help. The sound of rain covers up. In addition, even if you hear it, the helper will deliver the food when he comes.

It’s even worse to fight with weirdos directly, this is giving blood food to weirdos.

You cannot expose the other party, nor can you stimulate the other party.

Zhao Gongming plundered the memories in his mind and found that the memories were so broken.

But a picture was still found.

That was a very terrifying memory, and it turned out to be dark.

coma.

No, no, no.

Absolutely not, it should be dead.

Zhao Gongming didn't believe that his predecessor would survive the scene impact.

How can I save myself?

Pretend to die?

No, no.

I have to breathe.

This is definitely not to be concealed.

Pretend to be weird.

It shows that it is the same kind.

Zhao Gongming thought of various methods. Although this is also an unreliable method, it is a method that can be tried. At worst, it can be done. Do the craziest move and directly attack the weird.

The pupils in my eyes began to roll up, white eyes appeared, my eyes were pure white, and I stared blankly at the weirdness.

Zhao Gongming is not incompetent either. His ability to roll his eyes is also a unique skill.

There has been nothing wrong, Zhao Gongming felt relieved.

A thought came to my mind, and I judged that the death of my predecessor might be true, because I had lived through time and then strangely thought that I was the same kind of person for this phenomenon.

So I rolled my eyes, maybe it was one of the first moves.

No, it would rather be useless than not do it.

Zhao Gongming is not the one who is waiting to die.

Taking advantage of this little leisure, I quickly shouted in my heart.

Zhao Gongming tried to shout a few times.

Unexpectedly, I actually called out.

This made Zhao Gongming's vigilant heart somewhat relaxed.

A simple interface appears in Zhao Gongming's vision. Even if you roll your eyes and can't see things clearly, you can still see them clearly.

A map, a property interface, and a gift package.

Just like a 3D map, everything in the room is reflected on it.

Zhao Gongming could clearly see that the old man with a hunched back had his head tilted around his neck, just parallel to himself sitting on the bed.

The beating scarlet and vicious eyes seemed to be about to stick with me.

He became suspicious.
Chapter completed!