"Get up." Death's voice sounded indifferent.

"No." The young man's face was thicker than he imagined.

The God of Death stretched out a finger, poked Chi Jiayan's forehead, and pushed him back. Somehow, although he couldn't see the expression of Death, Chi Jiayan knew that the face hidden behind the mask must be called "disgusting".

When Chi Jiayan is thirteen years old, will there be less gossip and disgust from others? Because of his physique, it is too late for others to avoid it like a plague.

He suddenly remembered that he was not a popular person, so he was ashamed of his natural action just now, and his face burned.

"I'm sorry..." Chi Jiayan apologized, the unrestrained enthusiasm just now was like a snail's tentacles, and it was hidden in his shell in a blink of an eye.

Death didn't think anything was wrong. After all, the last time he met with Chi Jiayan was not long ago. At that time, Chi Jiayan was a warm little group.

Chi Jiayan was secretly annoyed, but before he could speak, the huge black wolf jumped down from the treetops and walked around them. Molang still had a bird in his mouth, and he opened his mouth a little and swallowed the poor bird alive.

In fact, Chi Jiayan is not afraid of this huge wolf Cangfeng like a truck, and even thinks it is a little cute.

When Blue Wind touched the ground with its front paws and made a prostrate invitation, Chi Jiayan reached out and touched its ears.

"Let's go." Death said.

Chi Jiayan obediently climbed onto the wolf's back, but the god of death did not ride with him, and the two walked towards the villa area.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and Chi Jiayan is the first human who dares to ride on the mount of the god of death.

This frightened the ghosts in the ghost world of Chunnan City.

They fled in a hurry to tell each other, and after a while, they said it was about two dozen versions.

The more sensible ghost said suspiciously: "No, I saw that adult in the birch district just now. How could it be here at the same time?"

Another ghost also remembered: "Yes, yes, I can testify. There was a big gas leak over there, and a floor of people died. I saw that person with my own eyes, but I was very busy."

"This one can't be a fake."

"Tsk tsk, it's possible..."

While talking, looked down the road, and happened to meet the indifferent gaze of the god of death, and the ghosts fled everywhere.

One of the ghosts was so flustered that he forgot to walk through the wall. With a bang, he hit the wall, and a big bag immediately appeared on his head. He stood there shivering at a loss.

Blue Wind passed by, his long tongue rolled up, his mouth full of fangs terrifyingly terrifying, and he chewed this reckless ghost twice and swallowed it into his stomach.

Immediately the ghosts fell silent.

Plop plop knelt down, and everyone was shaking like a sieve.

Chi Jiayan's hand that grabbed Cang Feng's back fur also trembled, realizing that this was not a huge pet, but a real beast. He was a little scared, his face gradually turned pale, and his eyes involuntarily looked at the person in front of him.

It was only then that he noticed that the man was wearing a black robe, cold and ruthless, and everywhere he passed was ghostly.

Death noticed this gaze: "What's wrong?"

Chi Jiayan lowered his head: "It's okay."

What the ghosts see is, of course, the god of death on this normal timeline.

Whenever there is a large-scale abnormal death scene, the god of death will appear in person, and not a single soul of the dying person can escape. And these ghosts who died alone or naturally are often missed by the Soul Eaters, so that the ghosts are very afraid of being arrested and brought to justice.

The scorching sun was scorching hot, and there was no shadow of the god of death under the sun, and naturally there was no blue wind either.

They all come from the underworld. They have no heartbeat and no body temperature. Like the ghosts Chi Jiayan has seen in the past, they are all very different from living humans. Chi Jiayan felt pity for the ghost that was eaten, but felt that the big brother had an inexplicable intimacy with him, so his emotions could not be stable for a while.

Fortunately, he was well-informed since he was a child, and he was an outlier, so he didn't ask any questions.

This composure was beyond the god of death's expectations.

Soon after arriving at the door of Chi Jiayan's house, he slipped off Cang Feng's back and asked with a smile, "Brother, come to my house to play."

Death looked down at him condescendingly: "You guessed it."

Chi Jiayan pretended he didn't hear it, and took him by the hand and walked upstairs: "Come on, I'll treat you well!"

The home is the same as it was eight years ago, except that the furniture is very old and there is a sense of decadence. The cleaning was not very clean, the clothes were scattered everywhere, and the books and homework were scattered on the table. The sink was stuffed with bowls for a few days, and the instant noodle bowls on the dining table had not been thrown away.

This is a home without elders.

The god of death remembered that when Chi Jiayan was five years old, the string of yellow juicy orchids hung around his neck. At that time, his parents were still alive, but he was alone at this time. The god of death felt that time had really passed for a long time, and found a sense of reality of two consecutive large-span space-time jumps.

When Chi Jiayan entered the door, he threw the key into the small bowl on the cabinet, pretending to be happy and shouting: "I'm back."

And no one answered.

He has become accustomed to it, and it seems that if he shouts like this, he will not be too lonely.

"Brother come in quickly." Chi Jiayan turned back and smiled, "Don't be too cautious!"

Grim Reaper...I don't really want to go in.

He abhors uncleanness and filth.

Therefore, the black robe of the Death God is always clean, the leather shoes are spotless, and even Cang Feng's hair is smooth and neat.

There was a chocolate-colored puppet on the sofa. I couldn't tell if it was a rabbit or something. It was about one meter tall, and even the button eye was missing. After Chi Jiayan greeted the god of death, he walked over habitually and said to himself, "I have a guest at home, isn't Tony happy? I'm happy too!"

grim Reaper:"……"

Chi Jiayan ran into the kitchen, the sound of running water came out, and a plate of fruit came out not long after.

Death frowned at a glance. First of all, he didn't like sweets. Secondly, the fruit should have been rotten, and where should it be purchased? Although the rotten parts were cut off by Chi Jiayan, the god of death could still smell the breath of death.

"Can't you eat the real thing?" Chi Jiayan asked curiously, "It seems... it's like this in TV series..."

With his wet fingers, he picked up a piece of fruit and handed it to Death's nose, "Do ghosts seem to use smell?"

A black cat suddenly jumped out of nowhere and bounced onto Chi Jiayan.

Chi Jiayan caught the cat and gently touched its head: "Xiao Hei! You are here!"

As soon as Death stepped in, he was very disgusted: "Why are there cats?"

The cat also found the god of death, and the hair on its back stood up in an instant, and it grinned and made a threatening sound.

At the same time, Blue Wind's gigantic head appeared by the window, and it was quite normal for it to appear on a three-story building with its height. It was even more exaggerated than Xiao Hei's reaction, growling in its throat, baring its fangs, and almost squeezed through the window to bite Xiao Hei to death.

Chi Jiayan didn't expect their reaction to the cat so big, and quickly explained: "Brother, this is Xiao Hei! The little black we rescued together! It's very good!"

Death wanted to hold his forehead a little.

Why is this kid messing up so much?

"Touch it, its fur is very comfortable!" Chi Jiayan looked at him expectantly.

Kind of wanting to end the ridiculous scene and cut off the kid's ridiculous fantasy about him, Reaper decides to get straight to the point.

"Okay." Death's cold voice was loud.

The cat and wolf both quieted down at the same time, because of the aura of death, even Chi Jiayan put away the strong smile that was deliberately pretended to be.

Chi Jiayan is too smart.

Things are so obvious, what else does he not understand?

"Am I going to die?" Chi Jiayan hugged the black cat. The contrast of the colors made his complexion appear whiter. The almond eyes looked exactly the same as the black cat. "Brother, am I going to die? Are you here to bring me? gone?"

The God of Death is very tall, giving people a sense of oppression invisibly, especially the chill emanating from his body, which is biting even in dog days.

"...Yes." Under the expressionless pale mask, Death's eyes were as cold as ice, "This time is your death notice. Next time, I will take you away."

Chi Jiayan's eyes slowly filled with tears, and the tip of his nose turned red: "Oh... so that's what happened."

"So, I am not your patron saint." Death said, "nor your friend. I am Death."

The young man's good wishes were broken, as if one could hear the sound of crystal shattering.

Chi Jiayan nodded, tears fell and fell on the floor: "I see."

The god of death thought that this young man should at least be in despair, should cry bitterly, and begged him to spare his life, but Chi Jiayan did not. Perhaps it was the years of loneliness and rejection that made Chi Jiayan have a completely different view of death.

Reaper didn't know and wasn't interested, just a little surprised.

It had been a long time since he had seen someone who was not afraid of death.

"I'm actually a little happy." Chi Jiayan wiped away her tears, "I can finally see my parents again. Finally I won't be alone again."

It's a contradiction.

He was the one who had a strong desire to survive in the swimming pool just now, and he was also the one who happily accepted the death notification.

The god of death didn't quite understand the structure of this young man's brain. Human emotions were too complicated for him to understand, so he remained silent.

"You must be the best god of death, right?" Chi Jiayan raised her head, her eyes sparkling, "I bought ice cream for me last time, and this time she sent me home. Before my next death, can you do it? Where's my friend?"

Death has never met such a logical thinking person.

"...No," said Death.

"Okay." Chi Jiayan lowered his head in disappointment, "It's still ruthless..."

Just as he finished saying this, Blue Wind let out a wolf howl from outside the building, melodious and high-pitched, resounding through the sky.

The two turned their heads and saw another black-robed man wearing a pale mask outside the window. Similarly, he also had a beast totem embroidered with gold thread on his clothes. At that time, Blue Wind had not yet transformed. previous appearance.

Chi Jiayan suddenly opened his mouth wide, but Death's eyes sank, and he stepped forward quietly to block him.

"Why are you here?" Death's voice was cold.

The man in black robe floated in the air, landed on the windowsill, and walked in calmly with his slender legs.

It's colder in the house.

Two identical men in black robes, two gods of death.

"What about you, where did you come from?" Another man in black robe asked back, even his voice was the same.

"I'm from the future," said Death.

"It's such a coincidence. Me too." Another black-robed man said.

After he said this, Death frowned. He thought it was the past self on this timeline, but he didn't expect it to be the future self.

The man in black robe didn't look at Death's expression, instead he beckoned to Chi Jiayan, "Jiajia, come here."

Chi Jiayan didn't know why, so he was stunned and walked towards the man in black robe involuntarily.

The man in black robe stretched out a pale hand, grabbed Chi Jiayan's neck, and lifted him up!

The terrifying gasp sounded immediately, Chi Jiayan blushed suddenly, and his legs were helplessly kicking in the air. As long as the man in black robe exerts his strength again, Chi Jiayan will surely die. He sneered: "Lingxiao, things have changed. I'm here from the future to help you correct today's mistakes."

The God of Death flicked, and instantly grabbed Chi Jiayan back.

Chi Jiayan was gasping for breath and coughing non-stop, and being on the verge of death twice a day was considered a kind of adventure!

He subconsciously hugged the God of Death, trembling uncontrollably, and shouted, "Brother, brother..."

"He can't die yet." Death stroked the back of Chi Jiayan's head, and he didn't even realize that this was actually a comfort.

The black-robed man did not continue to rob people, as if he had expected this kind of self in the past. Instead, he said lightly: "Really. You are lying to yourself. Chi Jiayan must die early, and we should finish it early."

Death said: "The next time will be the perfect moment of death."

"Tomorrow is tomorrow." Heipao said, "Can't my appearance explain the problem?"

The two faced each other, and each saw the confident self in each other's eyes.

The man in black robe finally defeated first, and said with his forehead: "Forget it. You are me, and I am you. How can I expect you to be more thorough than I am now."

Death asked coldly, "What happened?"

The man in black robe shook his head: "Since I can't change, I can't tell you the future."

After saying this, he turned the watch on his wrist.

He is leaving.

After adjusting the time, the man in black robe stood up on the window sill without saying a word, and fell directly. The golden thread totem on his body immediately turned into another blue wind and jumped up, firmly catching the man in black robe, it carried The man in black robe circled outside the window, causing Xiao Hei in the room to screech out in fear and ear-piercing.

Then, they disappeared into the golden light.