Shi Wei stood at the roadside, watching the crowd around him getting closer and closer, which has caused traffic jams. Surrounded by the scene of a overturned truck accident, as well as his own fallen in a pool of blood, was not another weeping orange girl with long hair his girlfriend, Bai Baiyi?
"What's the matter with me? This is... the soul?" Shi only looked at himself floating in the air. The voices of people around him were far and near, and he realized that he might have died, but only the legendary soul was conscious.
The scene not long ago gradually recalled that an overloaded truck could not stop the car and ran into them when they were shopping for a date. When the crisis came, they only pushed away the white clouds, but they did not completely move away.
"The dead are gone, maybe this is the destination of good people..." A strange voice came from behind Shi Wei's back. Shi Wei hurriedly turned around, and saw a young man in a round hat and black suit behind him, saying, "Funeral burial!" Then a white light hit Shi Wei's eyebrows.
I feel warm all over, lighter and lighter, and gradually dissipate in the air... for a long time, The young man in black clothes sighed and said to himself, "I will not kill Beren, but Beren died because of me. If he had not fled to the world in a hurry, he would not have had enough time to absorb the spirit and affected the driving of the truck driver, perhaps he would not... I can only do my best for your soul burial, and hope you can have a new life in another world."
This is the 80 district of Beiliuhun Street in the Corpse and Soul World, which is known as the worst place in the whole Corpse and Soul World. Here, the law of the jungle is the only thing that follows the most instinctive survival of the fittest animals. Shi Wei lived here as an animal for more than ten years, until he met Ju Youlai, who dreamed of becoming a god of death. He had to do some training around his waist, As long as I'm free, I will take it out and wave it for a few times. It's just the most basic kendo action to come and go. Shi Wei is tired of watching it.
When Ju Youlai met Shi Wei, he was boxed and kicked by two local ruffians in the alley. Just because Shi Wei bought food with the protection fee he was going to pay to feed himself, Ju Youlai was chivalrous despite his ordinary skills. He immediately rescued Shi Wei, who was like a stray cat. Since then, Wei has become a little servant of Ju Youlai.
He looked at Ju Youlai carefully cutting into the air. He just lay there yawning and did hard work all day. He was really tired. At this time, he admired this sister Youlai, no matter how tired she was. Every day's chopping training will not fall.
They live in a dilapidated thatched house. In District 80, such dilapidated places can be found everywhere. Everyday, civilians from unknown places disappear here. The only thing that supports their belief is to become the god of death and move out of this hellish place.
Civilians are not allowed to move away from their birthplace... This is a law for civilians in Liuhun Street. In fact, there are many laws for civilians, but only for those noble lords.
"Sister Youlai, do you really think you can become the god of death? We are civilians..." Shi Weinuo said that the god of death who went out of Liuhun Street is rare, if not unique. Youlai's skill can act as the guard of some small nobles in Liuhun Street, but it is too difficult to become the god of death.
Ju Youlai stopped training, wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "Yes, I believe I can grow up to be able to overcome some unwritten rules one day. As long as I am strong enough, I will do it! Don't be lazy, didn't you agree that we should leave here together?"
Facing Ju Youlai's warm spring breeze smile, Shiwei could only nod his head and drag his tired body to get up for training.
As time went by, I don't know how long this hard time has passed. Finally one day, Ju Youlai made a table of delicious food early and waited for Shiwei. Shiwei realized what was going on. She was excited to see Ju Youlai, and she smiled and took out the temporary certificate. This is the proof that Ju Youlai has worked hard for 30 years. With it, Ju Youlai can go to other regions, He even went to the god of death team to apply for being a subordinate of the team.
Once civilians without temporary certificates appear in other places, they will be considered as traitors who will kill them at once. Unfortunately, they have to separate from Ju Youlai at that time. They packed their bags for Ju Youlai and said goodbye at the border of 80.
"Fool, as long as we are alive, we will meet! I believe you, we will meet soon." Ju Youlai is the only way to fight.
Shi Wei sighed and was silently watching Ju Youlai leave when she was stopped by a team of sedans. Shi only knew that kind of sedans. The evil spirits and evil spirits of the brigade were guarding around, which was the only lineup of nobles when they went out. Shi only didn't know why he was suddenly upset. He saw those people moving up far away, and then Ju Youlai was surrounded by a group of guards, After a while, the crowd dispersed, leaving Ju Youlai alone, and the sedan continued to travel.
Shiwei ran over quickly. He wanted to fly over a short distance and ran. He had tears in his eyes for some reason. His heart jumped suddenly, and he could not help comforting himself: "No, no..."
Orange Youlai fell into a pool of blood, and there was a hole in her chest that was bubbling with blood. Shi could not help crying, but covered the wound with her hand and said, "Sister Youlai! What happened to you? What did they do to you? How could it be like this..."
Ju Youlai opened his eyes weakly and said, "I didn't expect that my beauty would be admired by the travelling nobles. Oh, I want to be my attendant... Younger brother, am I stupid? In fact, as long as I nod my head, I can leave here even if I don't become a god of death."
"No, not silly, Sister Youlai, don't worry about it. I will kill those damned nobles. They should bully you like this..." Shiwei said painfully.
Ju Youlai seemed to burst out with all his strength. He grabbed Shiwei's hand and said, "Promise me, don't do anything stupid. The nobility will kill civilians... It's innocent. Don't harm yourself because of me!"
"Well, I promise you that as long as you are well, I will promise you everything!" Shiwei hurriedly nodded, and tears began to flow down.
Ju Youlai smiled and lay down weakly, muttering to himself unconsciously, "Brother, you will continue to be the god of death... I haven't heard you say I am beautiful... I really have no eyes..." Finally, there was no sound. On the wilderness at the border of District 80, only crying and crying was left.
As Ju Youlai gradually dissipates and turns into a spirit, great grief comes to Shi Wei's heart. Shi Wei holds the only light blow of Ju Youlai with both hands, and his knuckles turn white due to excessive force. It seems that something explodes in his brain, and countless images of trance rush into his mind. Memories of the present world come like a tide, The excessive amount of information and the sad mood, when tortured, only fainted.
Three days later, in the border wilderness of District 80, Shi Wei gradually regained consciousness, without the confusion and cowardice in his eyes. He slowly sat up and looked at the two things still in his hands, the temporary certificate left by Ju Youlai and a light hit for training.
Shi Wei sighed heavily, pinned the shallow blow to his waist, kept it close to his body and issued the certificate temporarily, and walked out of Liuhun Street without nostalgia.
It's time to be a god of death! He has only two ways. The first way is to join the Fan Team and become a subordinate of the Fan Team. After many years of fighting, he was appreciated by the team leader and recommended to study in Zhenyang Lingshu College. After graduation, he can become a god of death. The other is to pass the test of Zhenyang Spiritual Arts College to prove his potential and determination to make contributions to the spirit world, and to be directly selected as a first-year student.
The first method is too long to wait. He has to try the second method. It is not impossible for civilians to become the god of death. First, they must have the awareness of becoming aristocratic chess pieces and being enslaved by them. Third, they must have the ability and determination to die. These must pass the famous test of Zhenyang Spiritual Academy - 100 people kill the dead!
When the examiner of Zhenyang Lingshu College received this application, he could not help frowning, and muttered to himself, "Another one to die! Shiwei... Orange Shiwei?"
No one has participated in this test for a long time, and the pass rate is less than one thousandth. All those who fail are dead without exception. Even civilians who are as cheap as ants are also desperate.
Speaking of the surname "orange", it was originally the surname of a master of swordsmanship for a long time. But in the world of corpses and souls, such strange names are almost synonymous with civilians. Therefore, no one cares about the reopening of the test of hundreds of people chopping corpses.
When Ju Shi was exiled to the periphery of the virtual circle, he finally understood why the passing rate of "100 people chopping dead" was so low. He had to kill 100 empty people in this state, and what he was carrying was just a light hit.
The orange only swallowed saliva. His great fear made him a little nervous and forced him to calm down. Looking at the boundless desert, his first reaction was to hide.
"It's terrible. It's hard to cause superior damage when you are randomly in this terrain. Even if you sneak attack, it's hard to cause serious damage to the virtual body..." Ju Shi only took out an iron bracelet to wear, which is a tool for testing. Every 100 virtual energies collected can open a chance to return to the examination room of Zhenyang Spiritual Academy.
There was a frightening roar in the distance. It seemed that something was getting closer and closer. At this dangerous point, Orange had to calm down and look at the surrounding environment and say, "In a word, we should finish the first kill and set a trap first?"
