Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

"It was a call from a stranger. Li Ming was stunned for a moment, then swallowed hard, and pressed the answer button."

"The call turned out to be from Wang Lin."

"She said in a crying voice: Xiao Ming, Yadong...he, he is dead..."

"Om!!"

"When Li Ming heard these words, his brain exploded, and it instantly went blank."

"What the hell."

"Zhang Yadong, is this already dead?"

"This... is a bit fast!"

"Li Ming was stunned for a while, and then comforted him in a fake way."

"Three days later, Wang Lin returned to Li Ming's side."

"Zhang Yadong died of a heart attack three days before the wedding."

"Except for Li Ming, Wang Lin has no one else to rely on."

"This made Li Ming feel elated."

"He really didn't expect that a shroud pocket could really kill Zhang Yadong, because this matter is unbelievable no matter how you hear it."

"At this time, he received a call from Liu Zhong."

"Liu Zhong said directly: Young man, I'm sorry, I really had no other choice, that's why I found you, I hope you don't hate me!"

"Hearing this sentence, Li Ming was immediately stunned."

"He didn't understand the purpose of Liu Zhong's sudden remark to him."

"Angry? Hate him?"

"Why should I be angry, why should I hate him?"

"If it wasn't for Liu Zhong, Wang Lin would have married Zhang Yadong by now."

"I should thank him, but he told me not to hate him..."

"Li Ming couldn't figure it out, and was just about to ask, but Liu Zhong just hung up the phone."

"Although I don't know why Liu Zhong said that, but... life has to go on. Now that Wang Lin is back, Li Ming feels that he can only give her a good life by working harder."

"Wake up early the next morning."

"Li Ming went out to look for a job."

"But he suddenly discovered that when he was standing on the street, his two legs could only walk in one direction."

"It feels like his body is out of his control!!"

"This frightened Li Ming... Where am I... Where are I going?!"

"He tried hard to regain control of his body, but in the end he was unable to recover. In the end, he could only follow the flow of people and get on a bus."

"But……"

When he looked up and saw the bus terminal. "

"A thick cold air rushed directly along the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai."

"Even the capillaries all over the body are opened!"

"Because, the terminal of this bus is—the crematorium!!"

"Li Ming's heart began to thump and thump, and his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans."

"He clenched his fists tightly, little by little... regaining control of his body."

"on the way."

"Li Ming jumped off the bus without any hesitation, hailed a taxi, and told the driver that he was going to the labor market."

"But……"

"The taxi driver stepped on the gas pedal, turned left and right, and directly dragged Li Ming to the crematorium."

"Looking at the dilapidated crematorium that exudes a faint smell of death, Li Ming felt as if he had been stepped on by the tail of a cat. He immediately became impatient, and he yelled at the taxi driver: What I'm going to is The labor market, not the crematorium!!"

"The driver was dumbfounded by his words, and immediately pulled his face and said: But you clearly said that you are going to the crematorium! I am only thirty years old, and I am not yet deaf!"

"Nima."

"Li Ming is very depressed now."

"However, after taking a look at the burly taxi driver, he had no choice but to suppress his anger, forcibly suppressed it, and gave him fifty yuan and got out of the car."

"At this moment."

"A staff member came out of the crematorium and grabbed Li Ming: Are you here to replace Liu Zhong's cremator?"

"what?"

"Li Ming was confused, quickly waved his hands and said: I'm not, I'm not..."