"Zhang Muying, your junior high school classmate..."

Xia Yu quickly pressed the phone with one finger.

Mom!

This incident was horrifying.

If what he said is true, then who is Zhang Muying here now?

A cold current rushed straight from the soles of my feet to my forehead.

He felt the cold breath behind his face, and Zhang Muying stood behind him and pressed him with something.

Xia Yu held his head tightly and did not dare to look back.

Zhang Muying behind him was really greedily sucking the smell on his body.

Xia Yu's cold sweat was over.

"Yeah...it's so good."

Zhang Muying closed her eyes, looking like she was wandering in space.

In this world, after a person dies, he will become a ferryman, waiting for the ferry, and then entering the next cycle of reincarnation.

The more obsession you have before death, the more terrifying you will become after becoming a ferryman.

Xia Yu couldn't help but think that this Zhang Muying was probably a ferryman.

But when I came to him the first time, I was afraid that it was either my obsession in my life or my purpose of being with him.

How strong is this obsession, otherwise it wouldn't come to you.

Classmate, why didn’t you say it earlier?

A secret love kills people. Although I am very handsome, you are not bad either. If you can tell me that you like me while you are alive, I can reluctantly agree.

Why do you have to do this now? People can survive the different paths?

Isn't it good to be a friend of pestle and mortar while you're alive?

It must become a friend of life and death.

"We're together again, are you moved?"

Zhang Muying's voice came from behind, and her simple white hands touched her neck and reached his heart.

It's cool.

This temperature and the touch seem to be different from a normal person at first glance.

What's even more terrifying is that Xia Yu smelled a foul smell from her body.

I originally thought it was a unique fragrance for beauties.

Now it only makes his stomach churn.

Xia Yu said he did not dare to move, he did not dare to move.

But he still replied verbally, "Touched, touched."

"Hehe," Zhang Muying laughed, and the laughter fell into Xia Yu's ears was particularly scary.

"Then will I live with you in the future? We will get married tomorrow."

“…”

If there is a mirror, Xia Yu could probably see his pale face, and he had a psychological activity that is not called cowardice, but called fear and despair.

I long for life, but I long for freedom more.

Xia Yu flattered his mouth and said uncomfortable, "I have no grudges and no grudges with you. Classmate, why do you come to me?"

"Because we agreed."

Zhang Muying laughed, and her breath hit his ears, feeling a chill.

Even though it is summer now, Xia Yu feels like he is living in an ice cellar.

"What did you say to me?"

He is now looking back at the various things he had in junior high school, and blames him for being young and promiscuous, and was too frivolous, which made others' fickleness.

So you can't just promise something just because you are young.

There will be retribution in the future.

The most important thing is that Zhang Muying has flirted with more than one girl. Since childhood, he has never dated her, and there are many people who have had sex with each other, and there seem to be many who have had one-time relationship.

If everyone has obsession with him, their future life will be very miserable.

"Oh, yes," Zhang Muying let go of him, sat aside, looked down at Xia Yu.

"You are reincarnated now and don't remember what happened before."

...

"Reincarnation?" Xia Yu looked at her strangely.

For some reason, when she sat back on the sofa, Xia Yu suddenly became less afraid.

Now Zhang Muying looks much better when she comes, with a little more blood on her face and a less dead lips.

The whole person exudes a sense of vitality from the inside out.

Even the initial stuttering was changed.

The changes in this are self-evident, and Xia Yu could probably guess why—

This dead guy sucked him just now.

It's over, am I going to be squeezed to death?

"I'm relatively weak now." Zhang Muying tutted her mouth, her mouth was a little dry, "I can't say too much to you."

Although he really wanted to escape now, he had a premonition that he could not escape from Zhang Muying's palm.

Her big and lively eyes turned around, looked at Xia Yu and asked, "Do you believe in the past and present life?"

Xia Yu shook his head and nodded again.

"I am a firm materialist, only you," he swallowed silently, "I want to have this life."

This is not from the heart, it is emotional intelligence.

When others speak, you must know how to cater to others.

There is no need to argue, it makes the relationship very stiff, right?

In fact, from the news that his mother called him and told him that Zhang Muying was dead, Xia Yu had already believed that there were indeed some supernatural phenomena in this world.

Zhang Muying pointed his fingers and explained to him, "After a person dies, he will become a ferryman, waiting for the ferry to enter the next cycle of reincarnation.

After entering the cycle of reincarnation, you will forget what happened in your previous life.”

"Um."

Xia Yu has heard of this legend.

"I'm not a ferryman." Zhang Muying continued.

"OK."

Xia Yu said I believe you, a big-headed ghost.

"What are you?"

"I am..." Zhang Muying opened her mouth, a thin layer of mist accumulated in her eyes. She wanted to speak but stopped, "I can't tell you yet, you will know one day."

When Xia Yu heard these three words one day, he felt a little calmer.

In other words, he doesn't have to die today.

"You only need to know one thing..."

Zhang Muying's eyes were condensed, she stretched out a finger, gently stroked his chest, and then stopped on the tip of her heart.

Xia Yu's whole body trembled.

That feeling was like being held back with a knife, which was particularly terrifying.

Zhang Muying let out a sigh, "I have something in your body."

“…”

Is it the opposite?

Xia Yu felt something was wrong.

Could it be that he was a woman in his previous life?

"I am a world-famous monster," Zhang Muying said seriously, "You borrowed my immortal core from me in your previous life. The immortal core has the power of my cultivation for ten thousand years."

"Immortal Core?" Xia Yu asked in confusion.
To be continued...