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Chapter 370 The First Identity: Who Is Su Zixi

Su Zixi reached the third word and struggled to write down the word 'day', refusing to write any further.

He couldn't control his hand and moved it to the side with force.

The man frowned and took out a piece of paper: "Write it again."

Su Zixi started writing again: Su Zi...

I don't know why, but I just can't write the word "xi".

Su Zixi is anxious. If you can't write it out, then you can't leave here?

Do you mean you will die?

In this way, Su Zixi wrote his name over and over again in the dark, always failing at the last stroke.

He didn't know how he could see that person and that piece of paper. He only knew that he was writing his name over and over again, gradually losing consciousness and writing his name like a machine.

Suddenly there was a boom, the darkness in front of him broke, and the man disappeared. Su Zixi looked at the blank space in front of him in astonishment.

There was a light in the distance, and he ran forward in search of the light. As he ran, he passed some places that looked like rural mud houses, and then ran through a place that looked like a market.

The buildings in these places are no different from the human world, the difference is that there is no one there.

Finally he ran to a door that was so high that it seemed to tower into the clouds.

He pushed open the door with all his strength, and there was an empty hall inside. Su Zixi stepped in subconsciously...

On both sides of the main hall, there are ten handsome men——

The leader was a bull-headed and horse-faced figure, black and white, their faces were ferocious, and their eyes seemed to be alive, staring at him closely.

Su Zixi was scared and quickly continued walking inside. The next sculpture standing was the Ghost King, with red hair and fangs like a yaksha, holding a demon-suppressing bell.

Su Zixi didn't know why he recognized this, and hurriedly ran inside again - as if there was no way to retreat after entering this door, he didn't even think about going back and exiting.

After the Ghost King, there are the statues of the Day Travel God and the Night Travel God. According to legend, these two wander around the world, monitoring everyone's behavior and good and evil.

Among the people, people think that they are fierce gods. Anyone who dares to collide with them will be recorded on the list...

Next, there are leopard tails, bird beaks, fish gills, and wasps. In folklore, they are the same as black and white impermanence, bull heads and horse faces, and they are all messengers of seduction.

The difference is that the black and white ox-headed and horse-faced masks are designed to attract the souls of people, the leopard's tail is designed to capture the souls of animals, the beak is designed to capture the souls of birds flying in the sky, and the fish's gills are designed to capture the souls of aquatic products in rivers and seas.

, Wasps specialize in seducing insect souls...

Su Zixi ran all the way over, and all he saw were statues that could not move. Only those pairs of eyes stared at him like living creatures.

Finally, he ran to the front and saw clearly the plaque hanging high - Yama Hall.

Su Zixi was stunned, Yama Hall!?

Damn, he’s dead??

The throne of King Yama is very large, as high as an ordinary building. It is majestic, but empty.

Su Zixi was at a loss when he saw someone sitting on the huge throne. The person raised his head and met his eyes.

Su Zixi's eyes widened: "Su Bao?!"

He ran over quickly, shouting: "Su Bao!"

"Sister, sister!"

But Su Bao raised his hand to prevent him from running forward even half a step, and just said: "Go back quickly! What are you doing here?"

She raised her hand and lifted it, and Su Zixi felt herself flying.

Su Bao suddenly picked up something and threw it hard at his face.

"By the way, remember to take your brain away!"

Su Zixi: "???"

He flies and flies...

Suddenly, someone slapped his face hard, slap, slap, slap!

"Brother, brother!"

"Brother, wake up, I'm here!"

Su Zixi opened her eyes suddenly.

The hustle and bustle of the world suddenly flooded into his ears, the sounds of patients' families coming and going outside the corridor, the beeping of the nurse's station in the distance, and the cry of a child in an unknown ward...

Su Zixi said blankly: "I'm not dead?"

My face just hurts a little...

Su Zixi subconsciously twitched the corner of his mouth and hissed.

Su Bao looked at his half-red face with a guilty conscience, and whispered: "Brother, you will definitely not die as long as Su Bao is here!"

Su Zixi looked around and found that she had returned to the ward. The window was a little dim, giving people a feeling that it was not possible to tell whether it was morning or evening.

He said blankly: "Do I still have my brain?"

Su Bao touched his head: "Yes, brother, can't you feel it?"

Su Zixi felt Su Bao's soft and warm little hands, and immediately felt that her scalp was back, and said weakly: "I feel it, it's still there."

Su Bao comforted him: "Don't worry, your head is still round."

Su Zixi subconsciously asked: "Isn't it flat?"

Su Bao gave him a definite answer: "It's not flat, it's round, it's very round."

Su Zixi: "That's good."

Everyone was speechless listening to their conversation.

Su He asked: "Second brother, if your brain was not there, how could you still be lying here? Then you would be lying in the crematorium!"

Mrs. Su said with a straight face: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's unlucky!"

Su Bao immediately responded: "Bah, bah, bah!"

Every time grandma said something unlucky, there was always bah bah bah behind it.

Sure enough, when she was peeing, Mrs. Su was also peeing at the same time.

Everyone couldn't help laughing and breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Su Zixi looked around and found that everyone was here, including his father, uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, fifth uncle, and his uncle.

This small ward seemed overcrowded.

Mu Guifan leaned against the door of the ward and clicked his tongue: "I heard that you had a pound of blood on your brain. It's amazing."

Su Yishen said: "It's okay. The hematoma has been pressing for too long. It was only caused by removing it all at once."

Su Yuefei had just returned from abroad. He had been flying for several months. This time he was on leave for a while. When he found out that Su Zixi was hospitalized, he came over immediately after getting off the plane.

He said warmly: "Have a good rest and prepare for the start of school. The school has asked for leave for you."

Su Luo looked at the time and said, "As long as it's okay, I'll go back and catch up on a show first."

Su Ying'er: "My great nephew, what do you want to eat? My fifth uncle will kill a cow for you tonight."

Hanhan was the happiest because she didn't have to do her homework. She was the first to agree: "Roast a whole beef! Uncle Wu, I want to roast a whole beef!"

Su Hewen held up two homework books: "I heard that you left two unwritten homework books for Hanhan?"

The cheer on Hanhan's face solidified.

Su Zixi: "..."

After walking away from hell for a while, suddenly... I felt a wave of heat in my heart, and my whole body was warm.

"I dreamed that someone asked me to write my name. I just sat there and wrote and wrote, but I couldn't finish the last stroke." Su Zixi swallowed: "I couldn't finish writing..."
Chapter completed!
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