Before I could react to anything, the sound of things breaking came from the room. It seemed that two people were constantly chasing, and the things in the narrow room were touched to the ground. Just when I was at a loss, I heard the sound again in my ears, "Son, run away! Remember what we said before."

I was so scared that I was shocked. When I remembered my father's instructions to me, I quickly covered my mouth.

"Your dad is locked in a jar by me, and you are the next one!"

I wanted to scream but didn't dare to let go. I grabbed the sea with one hand and carried it on my back, and began to run away with difficulty.

"Don't think I'll have no choice but to do anything to you like this."

Don't panic, I comfort myself. I walked on the road with the sea on my back. The hateful sea is really heavy. It was late at night and there were no people on the road. Occasionally, passers-by thought the sea was just drunk and there was no abnormality.

I heard the constant harassment of the god of death, and I only knew that I could not open my mouth.

Dahai’s work is basically logistics, putting up magic props, debugging equipment, and finally doing the final work. I know Dahai has never done such a thing, so this time, he pretended to be Death but did not deceive Death and was taken away by his soul.

I kept running away with my hands covering my mouth, and there were constant voices in my ears saying, "It seems you know a lot more. That person calls you a son, is that death god your father?"

The other party kept asking me, but I didn't respond. I knew that these questions were just tempting me to answer. Although I was constantly disturbed, my pace did not stop and my nerves dared not relax at all.

Finally, I left this city and hiked to the next city. I was almost nervous along the way. How can a person resist answering questions that were ready to speak? This god of death racked his brains to make me think about the conversation.

The voice in my ear said as I left the city, "You are such a smart person, knowing that we have regional restrictions. But I hope you don't come back. I, Yunhuan, remember you. When you come back, you just need to speak and I will take away your soul."

I left the city and finally could speak.

But I was still careful and hid in the public toilet with a heavy fat man on my back.

I shouted the first sentence of "Fuck."

The god of death did not chase me, I survived.

I immediately called and asked someone to come to this city where I couldn't even call me for life to save me.

During this period, I swallowed everything I wanted to say into my stomach. My stomach was like a balloon about to explode. I began to become afraid of talking, fearing that the god of death was around me.

I could feel the warmth of the sea, but he did not wake up. I was so worried that I even started to talk to myself in my heart, but fortunately I didn't say anything.

After thinking carefully, why Dahai has not woken up for a long time. In an instant, I understood that Dahai, like my father, must have been put into a jar, and this time it will never be born.

Of course, I also thought of something. I began to offer a lot of rewards around the world to find people who survived from death and dared not open their mouths.

And asked them to come to their homes to ask if they had escaped from the god of death.

I think only those who have experienced this will know what my words mean.

This method is obviously inefficient, but it is easy to find it through constant inquiries. After all, those who escape from death can become a famous deed in a village or even a city. You can even know all the legendary events in the village through chats with some women at the entrance of the village. In addition, there is a huge reward, many people come forward to talk about the things around them.

Three days later, I met a man in a mental hospital.

He is a mute living in a mental hospital.

I invited him to my house, and I asked him as usual, "Are you the one who escaped from the god of death?"

This is the sixty-third person I asked, and I don't have hope.

He spoke but said, "I am the god of death, how do you know this?"

I was startled and covered my mouth. But after thinking about it, the other party was physical, I didn't know how to answer for a while.

When the other party saw my movements, he smiled, so he naturally understood what he said, "Tell me."

After thinking about it for a few seconds, I still told the other party about all my experiences and described the current situation of the sea to the other party.

I pushed away the room beside me, and Dahai's body was inside.

The other party walked into the room, checked Dahai and said, "This person's soul should not be reincarnated in a certain god of death jar, that is, a vegetable. If the other party lets him go, otherwise he will have to wait for his body to rot. After the rot, it is called never to live."

"What should I do?" I said.

The other party said, "My name is Han Dong, and I used to be a god of death. But I was tired of my job as a god of death, so after seizing a person's soul, I entered the body of that person and became a living dead person, and left the city where I was. Because I had no money, I could only live in a neurological hospital. I was as afraid that other gods of death would come after me and let me never live."

I asked Han Dong, "How to kill the Death God?"

Han Dong shook his head and said, "The God of Death can only be put in a jar and will never be born."

As soon as these words came out, I knew neither Dad nor Dahai died.

A plan came to my mind. Instead of letting a threat exist, it would be better to stop him by yourself. But it was impossible to do it alone, so I talked to Han Dong about this business.

I am willing to exchange it with him with my current wealthy status and beg him to pretend that God of Death in the Heavenly Gate.

He asked how worthy my identity was, and I took him around my house. I showed my property and ID cards from all over the place. The other party carefully checked word by word, looked at my bank account, checked my deposits, and even wrote down all my passwords, bank card and mobile phones. After putting all my documents in a file bag, nodding in agreement.

After the incident was successful, his name was Lu Qiao. I lived in a mental hospital with Han Dong's body. Han Dong said that he would pay money every month in the future to slightly improve my life.

I returned to Tianmen again, and brought Han Donghe's body in a constant temperature box with him.

At night, when it was late at night, I rushed into the hospital and shouted Yun Huan's name in the emergency room.

In order to make me speak, this god of death even told me his name.

I felt suffocation in an instant, and my soul was pulled out of my mouth.

The voice in his ear said, "Follow, you want to die by yourself."

I saw Yun Huan, the god of death, who was wearing a black suit, and there was a row of small seasoning jars around his waist, and Dahai and his father's soul were in it.

And I was also put in a jar, and Yunhuan held the small seasoning jar where I was and smiled and said how stupid I was, why did I fall into the trap?

And I was waiting, waiting for Han Dong to appear.

Han Dong did not disappoint me either, and then I saw Han Dong appear behind Yun Huan in his soul state.

Han Dong grabbed Yun Huan and put it in his jar. Then Han Dong released me and said, "Happy cooperation."

My soul was released, and Han Dong shook the soul jar that Yunhuan fell and saw the sea and said, "I remember this look. This is the sea you mentioned, right?"

I nodded and said, "Please take him out."

Han Dong bent down and picked up the soul jar on the ground, ready to release the sea and said, "I will be a road bridge in the future. You can stay in the mental hospital with my body. If nothing unexpected happens, we'd better never meet again. I will support you every month."

Just as he was speaking, I also found a soul jar containing my father's soul.

Dad has been a god of death all these years. I let my dad out and shouted, "Put him in the can, Dad."

Three days later. Another city.

I sat with Dahai, and the madman from the mental hospital sat directly opposite me. I spoke, "Dad, what do you want to eat?"
Chapter completed!