"Everyone, make way, make way."
Nurses in police uniforms and white coats moved towards the accident scene.
Seeing that the person he was waiting for had arrived, Zhou Xiong's eyes lit up. He suddenly stood up and moved towards the police.
But just as he was about to approach the middle-aged policeman, he suddenly sensed something and dared not get closer, stopping in his tracks.
He was a little anxious and moved closer to the young police officer next to him.
"Officer, officer, you must look after my body carefully!"
Zhou Xiong circled around the young police officer, then looked back at his own body.
"Officer, I still have money in the lining of my clothes! My salary, just received, over twenty thousand!"
"That, that's all for my wife!"
"Remember to take it to her, it's hard for her to manage alone with the child..."
Seeing the medical staff squatting beside his body, Zhou Xiong knew his time was running out.
But,
But he...
What else did he have to do, say...
He didn't know.
Was it over just like this...
Zhou Xiong's face showed anxiety, his hands nowhere to rest.
Like an ant standing on a hot pan, unable to find its way home.
A wisp of black aura rose from Zhou Xiong's body.
When he first died, he wasn't in a hurry, he even had the thought of smashing the Wuchang and getting some silver.
But when the Wuchang were about to take him to the underworld, he became anxious.
When those people were about to take his body away, he became anxious.
It was as if only at such moments did he suddenly realize that he was really leaving this world...
He seemed to have many, many more things, many more words...
But it was as if something was blocking them, and he couldn't recall anything in his mind.
Beside him.
Jiang Lin was about to make a move but suddenly looked at the barrage of the live stream.
At this moment, the barrage was scrolling.
Countless identical messages filled the barrage.
...
...
Lingyuan Province, Border Sheep District, Xinyang Town.
This was a relatively backward town.
Many regions were now building parks, scenic spots, and roads...
But this town still retained its ancient style, with many roads dilapidated and uneven.
Some truck drivers were unwilling to pass through here.
It was the winter break, and the New Year had just passed, so many students had quite a bit of money.
Behind a shaded house, several teenagers were borrowing fire from each other.
Their faces carried the aura of youth, with hair that reached past their ears, and as they moved, their shining ear studs could be vaguely seen.
Reckless and flamboyant.
The teenagers imitated adults, exhaling smoke, feeling their existence in the misty haze.
When people passed by nearby and saw them, they couldn't help but say things like "useless" or "smoking is bad."
But the teenagers just glanced at them and didn't care.
Studying was good, smoking was bad...
They couldn't even see where their future lay or what it would look like, so how could they care about these things?
"Yunxiang, what are you looking at?"
Seeing Yao Yunxiang engrossed in his phone, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old teenager next to him leaned over to look.
On the phone screen, a group of cars were gathered on the road, seemingly because someone had a car accident.
The teenager glanced at it, his gaze falling on the name of the live stream, and said strangely,
"Underworld Healing Daily Live Stream? What's so good about this?"
They didn't live properly when they were alive in the underworld, so who would care about them after death?
Besides, who could tell if these things were true or false.
Perhaps it was just a new fad for the rich, too far removed from them.
"I know this, I heard people die often."
Beside him, a slightly shorter teenager leaned over when he heard the voice, looked at it, and said,
"This looks quite eerie, why do you always like watching this?"
Why did he like watching this live stream?
Yao Yunxiang, holding the phone, showed a thoughtful expression.
He had stumbled upon this live stream a month ago through a QQ shared link.
Since then, whenever he had free time, he would check it out.
However, most of his days were spent with free time.
Yao Yunxiang thought for a moment and replied, "Perhaps it's because I can see the appearance of the world in this live stream?"
The life and death of people, the myriad aspects of life, places around the world...
Yao Yunxiang wasn't very sure.
This was also the first time he had encountered such a unique live stream.
People around him always told him to study hard, to do this and that...
But why do it?
Study, find a job, get married, have children, then earn money, let the children study and work...
What was the meaning of doing this?
But,
While watching this live stream, Yao Yunxiang could see some glimpses of people's future.
Different lives, paths chosen by different people, different people... their reactions when facing death.
Through these, he understood the appearance of the world.
The appearance of people.
"What is that?"
The companion beside him listened with a blank expression, "What should the world look like? What role do people play in it?"
Yao Yunxiang exhaled a breath and smiled, "I don't know either."
Suddenly, the slightly shorter teenager exclaimed, "I think I've seen this uncle lying on the ground somewhere before."
Yao Yunxiang's pupils tightened, and he quickly looked over, "Hongqiang, do you know this person?"
Hongqiang scratched his head, not understanding why the other person was reacting so strongly, but he still thought for a moment and said,
"I saw him at a parent-teacher conference before... I remember now, isn't this Qin Weiyi's dad?"
Before he could finish speaking, Yao Yunxiang interrupted him anxiously, "Where does he live?"
Hongqiang was startled, "On the street opposite..."
"Take me there quickly!" Yao Yunxiang said, grabbing Hongqiang and running towards it.
"Hey, hey, hey?"
Hongqiang looked bewildered, as did the other teenagers behind him.
Thinking something had happened, they all followed.
A group of teenagers ran to the street opposite, then up to the seventh floor, but found no one inside.
Upon learning that Yao Yunxiang was looking for someone, they ran back down.
Preparing to split up and search the street.
Not long after coming downstairs, Hongqiang suddenly waved and shouted at the entrance of a small shop,
"Over here, Qin Weiyi's mom is here!"
Qin Weiyi's mother was a woman in her forties. Hearing her daughter's name, she looked over in confusion.
She was wearing a thin jacket, her black trouser legs were rolled up a bit, and she had a bamboo basket on her back containing vegetables, clearly having just returned from her own field.
"Young man, what's the matter?" Qin Ma asked.
Hongqiang panted and shook his head, "I don't know, Auntie. My brother wants to talk to you. He has something to tell you."
Qin Ma looked at the teenagers running from various street corners and was startled, "Did Weiyi get into trouble?"
Soon, Yao Yunxiang ran over from the opposite street, his hand gripping the phone so tightly that sweat covered the screen.
He stopped and wiped the phone screen, "Auntie, look... look at this."
Everyone wore thick clothes this season, and after running like this, sweat broke out.
Qin Ma said, "Don't rush, catch your breath first..."
While comforting the young men, she looked at the screen.
The moment she saw the screen, her voice stopped abruptly.
"This, this..."
Yao Yunxiang's heart pounded. He ignored the sweat and hurriedly said,
"Auntie, listen to me, first see if this person is from your family. He doesn't have much time left..."
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[PS: Typing. I've been sorting out the plot recently, so the updates are a bit slow. I also chatted with the editor today. Mushroom will try to sort out the plot as quickly as possible. Sorry~❀
The last time I sorted out the plot was the time before last (covers face).]