"There is a man in the southeast, who travels around the world. His body is seven zhang long, and his belly is as long as it is. He uses ghosts as food and dew as pulp. He is called Chiguo."

This solution comes from ancient mythology.

Legend has it that Chiguo swallowed evil spirits and ate ghosts, and later died due to the restlessness of the ghosts in his belly.

Of course, even legends are partly true.

Ten thousand years ago, fate accidentally discovered the existence of another world, which is no different from their world, and it can almost be said to be a replica.

The two worlds are interrelated, and gradually the low-dimensional world also realizes that there is also a high-dimensional existence, but they are all ordinary human beings with ordinary talents and fragile like ants. In the face of high-dimensional people, they cannot compete with them. power, and worship him as a god.

The two worlds influence each other, and if the order of one world is disrupted, it can directly affect the other world.

Fate had to send people to the lower bounds to maintain order and balance.

Ling Xiao is the descendant of Chi Guo in the high-dimensional world.

Including Lucheng too.

In this vein, they are responsible for death, evil spirits, and ghosts.

Each descendant can be transformed into a complete form when he becomes an adult, swallowing all bad luck and miasma, so that evil will never be suppressed.

This kind of devouring comes at a price, and every descendant can turn into his true form and devour evil things when he becomes an adult. However, they will be devoured afterward. This kind of behavior will greatly damage their vitality. It takes a long time to cultivate. The length of time depends on the size of the evil things swallowed.

The dark devil is the most unlucky devil in the world. The consequences of devouring him may not only be as simple as cultivation, but may also lead to death.

No one is so stupid as to be a moth to a flame.

Lu Cheng is still a minor, and probably has a secondary disease.

After being refuted in the group, he was puzzled. In his eyes, Lingxiao, the god of death who had been in office for many years, was almost invincible.

He didn't know the ending of the last God of Death, and he didn't know that Ling Xiao had never transformed into his true form.

Eros: The Dark Demon is not as strong as you think, and it does not need Lingxiao to deal with it. The difficulty in catching it is that it has almost no entity and cannot find its whereabouts, not because it cannot be beaten.

Mengshen: The strange thing is that it seems to want to find Lingxiao very much. It seems that it has some plans?

Eros: . . . Speaking of which, I have an ominous premonition. Do you remember, Ling Xiao's little cutie is a word spirit?

Dream God: The dark devil should not be thinking about...

Shengshen: ! ! ! It's been hundreds of years, I haven't seen Yan Ling for a long time!

Eros: Brother Sheng, your focus is wrong.

Dream God: Wait! If it is really like that, fate will definitely not let that little cutie live too long!

Ling Xiao turned off the phone and didn't look at what they said, and walked home alone.

The horoscope released a new task in the consciousness. A large-scale poisoning death case would occur in a large first-tier city in a child, and he had to rush to deal with it immediately.

When he got home, Chi Jiayan was not alone.

Chi Rui, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, appeared again.

But this time, Chi Rui's arrogance and domineering all disappeared, and the cowardice and incompetence he showed made people even more nauseated.

"Jiajia, please, help me." Chi Rui knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

Chi Jiayan was still sitting on the high stool, her sweet little face was frosty: "I won't help you."

Chi Rui knelt and climbed over to pull his trouser legs: "Jiajia! I know I was wrong before, I was wrong! Can you forgive my brother? I'm really going to die this time, please, Jiajia, help me. Me, just help me this time! I promise I'll never show up in front of you again!"

The god of death put the breakfast in the kraft paper bag on the table, and Chi Rui couldn't help trembling with his intimidating aura after he entered the door.

Death hates Chi Rui very much.

"Brother." Chi Jiayan was a little embarrassed by such a scene. He was not used to being hugged by his leg and begged, "I don't know how he got in..."

In just a few years, Chi Rui lost all his family property and owed a large amount of usury.

He found out about Chi Jiayan's school, pretending to be a good brother who loves his younger brother, but only a boy named He Kangcheng was willing to tell him about Chi Jiayan.

The other party told him that Chi Jiayan had a good life, was very capable, and was willing to help others.

So Chi Rui came to the door with a fluke.

"Jiajia, do you remember, I hugged you when you were young." Chi Rui shrank into a ball, "I was wrong later, I was just afraid of you! Your father and the others are dead, and so is your grandfather, so I'm close to you. No one will end well, I'm just scared. Now my dad is gone, I'm your last relative, no matter how we say it, we are related by blood, Jiajia!"

The god of death watched Chi Rui's performance, and said to Chi Jia indifferently, "Can you handle it?"

Chi Jiayan, who had promised to no longer use spiritual power, nodded.

Although he didn't understand why Death made such a request, Chi Jiayan still wanted to keep his promise.

He looked at Chi Rui with malice and indifference in his eyes, like looking at a stranger.

But this stranger was really his last relative in the world.

Chi Jiayan entered the room and took out a stack of money soon after: "There are 10,000 yuan here, enough for your next life. If loan sharks are not good for you, you should ask the police and lawyer for help. I only have so much. ."

Chi Rui trembled and took out a piece of paper: "One sentence! Jiajia, please help me with a word! I don't want your money, just win this lottery! I promise never to come again!"

Chi Jiayan was unmoved: "No."

The last hope in Chi Rui's eyes disappeared, and he slumped on the ground: "I will really die..."

Chi Jiayan said, "You can go."

Chi Rui got up and walked in front, Chi Jiayan followed the past and wanted to lock the door by the way.

At this moment, a cold light flashed, Chi Rui took out a dagger and turned around to grab Chi Jiayan, with a grim expression: "Help me! Say it! If you don't help me, I will kill you!"

The dagger was extremely sharp, and Chi Jiayan exclaimed, "Chi Rui!"

No one could see how Death did it.

Chi Rui was thrown out like a rag, followed by a muffled sound outside the yard.

Blue Wind suddenly changed shape, and his eyes turned blood red out of the courtyard wall.

Death looked at Chi Jiayan's neck: "Are you hurt?"

Chi Jiayan was in shock, and when he reacted, he subconsciously covered his neck: "Don't look, there is a scar..."

The scar left by the last time was stabbed by glass was a bit ugly.

Chi Jiayan felt that he was unlucky, why every time it was his neck that was in danger.

Reaper didn't actually notice the scar at all, because his eyes were almost taken away by the pink hickey on his fair neck.

His expression softened for a moment, then turned cold again.

Because Chi Jiayan's body is more dead than in the morning, he should have thought about what Chi Rui's inexplicable appearance means. At this time, he doesn't need to look at the map, and he knows how many people above have died, and the circle of death is in Xiang Chi. Jiayan approached.

"I have work today." Death said.

Not noticing that the topic was changing so quickly, Chi Jiayan let out a stunned "ah", and then his expression dropped because of the upcoming separation.

Probably both men and women will want to stick with their lovers all day after the first night.

"Do you want to go with me?" Death asked, touching his face.

——

This is the first time Chi Jiayan has worked with Death.

Men who work seriously are the most attractive, even the god of death who is aloof.

When facing the soul who did not accept his own death and wanted to escape, the indifferent face of the god of death, and the movement of the blue wind from the wave of his sleeves made Chi Jiayan look foolish.

However, the tragic situation at the death scene made Chi Jiayan extremely depressed.

He couldn't accept the tragic state of so many people dying in pain at the same time, and he felt breathless just standing in the distance.

And death has worked for thousands of years.

He was a little distressed.

When the god of death had finished processing all the undead and recovered the spirit bead, Chi Jiayan handed him a drink, which he bought at a small shop on the street.

"Here!" Chi Jiayan smiled, "Lemon ice water, it's not sweet, it's delicious."

The god of death took the lemon ice water, and the distant memory appeared vaguely. When did he start drinking this?

It seems to have been drunk in the future...

The memory was confused, and the sequelae of overlapping timelines gradually appeared.

"Don't you like it, brother?" Chi Jiayan asked.

Although Chi Jiayan smiled, his face didn't look very good. thought it was because it was the first time to see the death scene at such a close distance, and it was very uncomfortable.

"No." Death touched his head and leaned closer, "Does it still hurt there?"

Mingming said such ambiguous words, but his expression was still cold. As soon as Chi Jiayan met his eyes, his face turned red.

He was too embarrassed to answer the question.

Although the god of death is also very interested in him, he has always been the one who took the initiative, and he is the one who haunts others.

Crying for pain and clamoring for it again, he also lost his face.

Chi Jiayan turned around and left, but his hand was pulled.

It was the first time Death held his hand on the street.

The mood became extremely beautiful, Chi Jiayan said apart from the topic: "Brother, let's come out more in the future. I'll find a job, earn a lot of money, and travel together!"

Death drank his drink and walked beside him: "Okay."

Chi Jiayan thought for a while: "I just don't know what I can do... I can't get others too close."

"It's okay," said Death, "you and me."

"Yeah!" Chi Jiayan smiled, but his eyes dimmed a little. He wanted to mention the Soul Washing Pond again.

After walking well, the god of death suddenly pulled him behind him.

A TV fell from the sky, and with a loud bang, it fell to pieces where Chi Jiayan had stood before.

As long as half a second later, Chi Jiayan will die on the spot.

People looked up one after another. It turned out that it was a young couple quarreling and smashing and smashing the things in the house. The wife was probably dizzy, and even picked up the things and threw them downstairs.

"What are you doing!"

"I'm sick! You almost had an accident, do you know?"

"Everyone, call the police! What if they throw things again?"

People who witnessed this thrilling scene condemned it.

"Brother?" Chi Jiayan squeezed Death's hand.

Because the face of the god of death became very terrifying in an instant.

The god of death slowly retracted his gaze, and said to him with a deep look, "Let's go home."

In fact, the issue that Eros was worried about was already thought of by Death.

In order not to let the Dark Demon devour the ability, fate would definitely end Chi Jiayan's life ahead of schedule. This was the first line of death.

Chi Jiayan's approaching death has something to do with the twenty-three people in the playground. This is the second line of death.

Approaching on two lines - the purpose is that Chi Jiayan must die.

If you don't analyze it carefully, it will make people think that this is only the result of the change of the timeline, and the fate of these people should be completed in advance after the restart.

But is it really so coincidental?

If it was just the rewriting of the timeline before that changed everything in the future, then Chi Jiayan became irrelevant, why is it so important because of all this?

Taking a step back, if Chi Jiayan is so important that he must die, why should he give Death God a chance to restart the future?

Looking at the overall situation, who is the chess piece that works?

Death is thoughtful and rigorous. He retracts his thoughts and tries not to draw conclusions easily.

After returning home, Grim Reaper opened the map, and sure enough, all the people in the outer circle were dead, and a bright red mark became shocking.

Chi Jiayan is the only black spot on the map that represents being alive.

Chi Jiayan was busy in the kitchen humming a song. He had not eaten instant noodles for a long time, and his cooking skills gradually improved. The dinner for the two was prepared by himself.

Rumbling, thunder sounded from the distant sky.

Chi Jiayan, who likes rain, shouted happily in the kitchen, "Wow, it's raining, brother!"

Death stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the rain pour down like a curtain, and his memory was a little fuzzy again.

The memories on this timeline are gradually eroding his original memories.

The author has something to say: Humph, I knew some of you dead ghosts would abandon me after eating meat.

sad.

All that remains is to understand the plot.