Sun Dandan was sleeping soundly next to Feng Qianqian, and she could vaguely hear her mumbling in her sleep, "Wang Ping'an, you will be fine."
But, what's my situation now?
I glanced at my translucent hands and body.
Am I dead?
Otherwise, how could the soul leave the body?
A strong and sad emotion filled my heart.
I looked at my mother on the kang and called slightly, "Mom."
My mother seemed to have sensed something, and her body became alert. She opened her eyes and looked at me on the kang in confusion and said, "Son, were you calling mom just now? Son?"
However, there was no movement from me, not even a slight shaking of my body.
"Son?" My mother panicked a little and started shaking my body and calling repeatedly, "Son, what's wrong with you? Why don't you speak? Don't scare me."
Feng Qianqian also woke up and sat up, looking at us worriedly, but no matter how my mother called me, there was no reply.
Sun Dandan was also woken up and looked at me worriedly.
"Son, son!" My mother became even more panicked. She quickly turned on the light, held me in her arms, and kept slapping my cheeks. "Son, son, you are just talking. Don't scare me. I mean, wake up, son, wake up, son, woo woo..."
My mother couldn't help crying, and kept shaking me, her voice choked with sobs, "Son, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Mom, why are your bodies still so hard? You haven't reached the end of life or death yet. Why is this happening? You will be fine. Son, just wake up."
"Ya Ru..." Feng Qianqian raised her trembling right hand, slowly extended it to my nostril, and then retracted it like an electric shock, her eyes immediately shed two lines of hot tears.
She said with a trembling voice, "Ya, Yaru, Ping, Ping, Ping An, he is gone and not breathing."
"No!" My mother shouted, looking at Feng Qianqian with red eyes, "No, my son is not gone. Don't talk nonsense. My son is still alive. It's impossible, he can't be dead."
My mother burst into tears. She could not accept the fact of my death at all. She hugged my body and cried heartbreakingly, shouting, "Son, son, wake up. Don't scare me. Son, ugh." Woohoo..."
But no matter how my mother called, I still didn't get any response. My body was as stiff as a popsicle, no different from a dead body.
"Ahhhh." My mother cried heartbrokenly, "Son, how could you have the heart to leave your mother? You are only eighteen years old, so you just left your mother alone. How can you let your mother live?" Son..."
Sadness flowed back into a river, and a heavy and sad atmosphere filled the room. Feng Qianqian and Sun Dandan also covered their faces and cried bitterly.
My mother hugged me tightly, crying so hard that her voice became hoarse, and it made my heart feel like a knife.
"Mom, I'm not dead, I'm still alive." I called anxiously and hugged my mother fiercely, but my soul penetrated her body.
Looking at my mother who is so close but seems so far away, I feel a deep sadness in my heart.
It seems that I still haven't survived the catastrophe of life and death at the age of eighteen, so I died like this.
After a long time, Feng Qianqian wiped her tears and comforted my mother and said, "Yaru, you must cheer up, but don't do anything stupid. Ping An has left. When it gets up, we will..."
"No!" My mother interrupted her immediately, touched my cheek lovingly, and choked out: "My son didn't leave, he, he just fell asleep. My son's eighteenth birthday is five days away. , I also want to celebrate my son’s birthday, my son is not dead, he is not dead.”
Mom said, hugging my body tighter, murmuring in despair, tears falling like rain, flowing down my chin and onto my chest.
"Mom, Mom, I'm not dead, I'm still alive." I kept calling my mother, but she couldn't hear me at all.
But at this moment, a gray vortex suddenly appeared at the door, and a strong suction force erupted, sucking my soul into it, and I felt like the world was spinning.
When I opened my eyes, I saw gray fog all around me, without any sense of direction.
The cold and humid temperature was like the underworld. It made me shiver and hug my shoulders tightly.
"W-where is this?" I looked at the fog around me with suspicion and vigilance, "Is this because of the underworld?"
Suddenly I came to a strange and terrifying environment, and a feeling of despair swallowed me up. I wanted to go home. Where on earth was this place? I was so scared that I didn't dare to walk.
But in the end, he still suppressed his panic and moved forward tentatively, looking for the answer to where he was. Various thoughts came to his mind.
Will the door of hell be closed ahead?
Then, after passing the Wangxiang Terrace, you can still take a look at your mother.
Or reunite with dad and grandpa, or reincarnate.
I murmured miserably in my heart, "Mom, my son is unfilial in this life. If he can be your son in the next life, he will be repaying your kindness in raising me."
But just when I was walking forward in despair.
clatter.
Da da.
Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps behind me, and I felt a thump in my heart. I quickly looked back, and my pupils suddenly shrank.
I saw a pair of feet standing vaguely on the ground five or six meters away.
Those are a pair of iron-green feet.
He actually followed me here, really haunting me.
"Hey hey hey..." The pair of feet let out an eerie laugh and quickly moved a few steps towards me.
"Ah!" I was so frightened that I ran forward subconsciously, using all my strength.
The feeling of the body running in front and the soul chasing behind.
But the sound of footsteps kept lingering behind me, and I couldn't get rid of it. I looked back many times, and the feet were always five or six meters away from me.
During this period, I felt a slight heat sensation in my chest. When I lowered my head, I found that the shadow of the amulet was floating on my chest, emitting a faint golden light.
But two-thirds of the amulet's area has turned black, and it feels like it will expire soon.
Unable to run, I stopped and looked back. The feet also stopped. I really didn’t know what the hell he was.
When I turned my head again, I found a green light flashing in the mist ahead, and a simple door dozens of meters high, standing between heaven and earth.
There is also a devil's face with green wood fangs on the door, and scarlet eyes looking down at me from above.
Crunch.
The door opened automatically, a cold air filled the air, and there were dark shadows flickering inside.
"Is this, is this the Gate of Hell?" I wondered to myself, feeling that it was the gate, and subconsciously walked over to step into it.
But at this moment, a woman's voice came from behind, "Ping An, please don't go in. It's an evil ghost. If you really go in, you'll be dead."
"What?" I was shocked. The voice turned out to be Feng Qianqian's. I was so surprised that I quickly looked back.
As expected, it was Feng Qianqian standing ten meters behind me, waving to me anxiously, "Ping An, come here quickly, I will take you back to the earth."
"Aunt Feng? It's really you!" I ran over and asked ecstatically, "Aunt Feng, how did you get here?"
