Seeing the seven-foot spider climbing towards him quickly, the little beggar was calm on the surface, but in fact he was afraid to die!

He chose to close his eyes.

If you can’t see it, your heart will be much more stable, but people’s concepts of time and space become blurred.

How long has it been?

In a trance, a sharp and harsh sound slowly rang.

"Hehehe, little brother, what are you doing here?"

As the voice sounded, a chill, cold and slightly fishy smell sprayed on the little beggar's face.

Immediately afterwards, a soft and boneless hand gently brushed across the little beggar's chest.

This is the voice of human beings.

This is human breathing.

This is the palm of a human hand.

woman!

Where do women come from in this kind of ghost place where birds don’t poop?

The little beggar's heart was filled with storms.

Have you been killed by a big spider and ascended to heaven?

Back to the day, there seems to be no heaven in the world, there is only hell - Huangquan, Jiugu, and Underworld. Whatever you want, anyway, as a resident of the Ninety-Nine States, no matter how many good things you have done before your lifetime, there is no heaven to go after your death.

Of course, without heaven, there is still a heaven.

But that is a place for immortals to go, and it has nothing to do with us ordinary people.

Alas!

Doesn’t this mean that as a civilian, we can only go to hell?

Uh...theory is this: Although there is no heaven, at least good people can quickly enter the cycle of reincarnation and become a good fetus, such as being born in a wealthy family...

But if you think about it carefully, whether it is a poor or a rich man, whether it is a humble and awesome person or a noble emperor, you will suffer from three disasters and six epidemics, and you will also suffer from birth, old age, sickness and death.

Wouldn't that still suffer?

"I'm desperate. I'm desperate about this world where I'll be reincarnated in pain no matter what I do!"

The little beggar cried in his heart.

"Little brother, what are you calling?"

"Hmm? You can hear the cry in my heart?"

"Since it's a cry in my heart, don't say it out."

"Ah, did you accidentally let me know?"

After a series of conversations, the little beggar finally opened his eyes.

Then, he found that his situation might not be possible at all - he was still hanging upside down or tangled with white turbidity. The only difference was that there was a woman around him.

How to describe this woman?

To put it simply: Lord Queen.

Heavy eyeshadow, gaudy lip red, pale skin, sharp chin, exaggerated high bun...

If you can get used to this exaggerated makeup, it will be quite touching.

But the point is not here at all!

Looking down along her face.

Below the neck.

Go down, go down.

Pass the navel.

Going further...

Going further down, there is nothing.

This is a woman with only half a body!

No, it should be said in another way.

She only has half a woman's body!

What about the other half?

Of course it's a spider.

Seven-foot spider!

"Help, monsters, spider spirits."

The little beggar pulled open his throat and shouted loudly.

However, everything is futile.

"Hahaha." The spider spirit licked his lips with his bright red tongue. "Although you are a little younger, weaker, and have a little obscene thought (how can you tell it?), after careful training from my mad poisonous ghost mother, you can still become a qualified drug slave."

"Don't eat me..." The little beggar shouted perfunctorily, and suddenly looked behind her in surprise: "Look at what that is?"

In such hot weather, it is very suitable for salted fish...

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!