Guan Hua looked up at the thin middle-aged man and smiled: "Master Death, don't be anxious, I will die soon, I will die soon."

"In such a hurry to die, do you know what will happen after death?" The man in black smiled, shook his head and asked.

"Isn't it just like those figures just now, sitting on the blue light to reincarnate?" Guan Hua continued to fan the wind with his hands and asked in confusion.

"Who told you that they were reincarnated?" The man in black simply sat on a corpse and looked at Guan Hua with a smile.

Guan Hua was confused, sat down on himself, and asked puzzledly: "If you die and don't reincarnate, what will you do?" After saying that, he pointed to the top of his head, as if the blue light beam was still there.

"Among them, some have reached the end of their yang life, and some have died in vain. Those who have exhausted their yang life are sent to the underworld to be judged, and are either reincarnated directly, or reincarnated after being punished. Those who have died in vain will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell to undergo five

A hundred years of torture, and then brought back to the underworld to face trial..." After the mysterious man finished speaking, he looked at Guan Hua and raised his eyebrows.

Guan Hua stopped flapping his hands and asked weakly: "Is it a wasted death if I die like this?"

"Suicide is of course a wasted death." The man in black laughed. "Imagine, although you are a little ugly now, but you will be ugly for decades, you can be reincarnated after a normal death, and maybe you will be a handsome guy in your next life. But,

If you commit suicide, you will be ugly in the eighteenth level of hell for five hundred years! Hey, young man, you have to make it clear that ghosts are people after death. The ghost sister below will not like the ugly ghost brother. Once he dies,

Can it be settled?"

Guan Hua suddenly felt that someone poured a bucket of ice water on top of his head. From top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, everything was frozen into a piece of ice. "No matter how ugly you are for five hundred years, or if you have been looked down upon for another five hundred years, there is nothing better than this."

Is it worse?" Guan Hua shuddered.

"Mr. Death, what should I do? Can I not die?" Guan Hua looked at the mysterious man in black in front of him and asked awkwardly.

"Okay. But..." The man in black jumped down from a corpse, walked slowly to Guan Hua, took off his glasses and stared at Guan Hua's face face to face.

Guan Hua saw a pair of eyes full of spirituality, shining with a light that made the soul surrender.

"You said, if I can do it, I won't hesitate to die or live." Guan Hua swallowed, patted his chest and promised.

"Become my disciple and become a reincarnation trainee." The man in black raised a strange arc at the corner of his mouth and said word by word.

Guan Hua took a second to think about it and asked weakly: "What benefits do I have? What do I need to do?"

Guan Hua's rhetorical question made the man in black a little surprised, and then he nodded approvingly. "Your cautious character is very good, which will be very helpful for your future practice. Promise me that you can continue to live. This is the first

.Second, you will gain a different life and become a figure like the god of death in the eyes of mortals."

Guan Hua fell into deep thought. In his spiritual state, Guan Hua hugged his arms and considered what the mysterious man in black said. Pies would not fall from the sky, and even if they did, they would not fall on his head.

"Can you cure the strange sores on my face and body?" During the three years of attending medical college, Guan Hua went to many doctors, but none of them could cure the strange sores on his body. These strange sores have followed him for more than ten years.

The sore is the root cause of Guan Hua's tragic life. If the man in black can cure it, it will really give Guan Hua a different life.

The man in black put on his sunglasses and laughed loudly. "I thought there was some reason, hahahaha, young man, come here." The man in black waved to Guan Hua, and then explained: "Everything has animism.

It can be cultivated. There is a spirit without consciousness, as thin as dust.

, floating between heaven and earth, and by chance, they gather together and begin to absorb spiritual power and grow. The spiritual dust that has been contaminated by the evil spirit and is growing is called waste spirit. The sores on your body are all caused by waste spirit.

I'll teach you the exercises and help you get rid of all the sinister poison in your body within three days."

After saying that, the man in black tapped his left and right hands in the void respectively, and two dots of spiritual light, one black and one white, flew into the palms of Guan Hua's hands. Guan Hua, who was in the state of his soul, only felt two electric currents reaching his heart and a red light on his chest.

He jumped twice suddenly, and then, Guan Hua glowed red like a cooked crab.

"Master, please bow to my disciple." Guan Hua covered his chest and knelt on the ground. His intuition told him that the man in black in front of him was really the noble person in his life.

"Disciple Guan Hua, remember my name, Li A. Return to your body and change your life." Li A casually waved his hand, and Guan Hua flew high and fell to the ceiling.

His own body.

"Dharma name, Li A? Master, how can I find you in the future?" Guan Hua shouted loudly when he fell into the physical body.

Li A turned around and walked into the blue light behind him, and replied that Guan Hua's voice came from the blue light and sounded very far away. "Find Uncle Gen, the gatekeeper, and tell me my name. He will know it on his own."

Arrange everything for you. Don’t talk nonsense about the technique I taught you. This technique has endless wonderful uses, so go and explore it..."

Guan Hua's soul struggled to sit up, but he felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't even raise his eyelids. "Master, master, Li A..."

Just when Guan Hua was about to fall asleep, a chill passed through his body and entered his soul. He sneezed three times. Guan Hua, who was almost frozen into a popsicle, sat up and jumped out of the hospital bed shivering.

, moved towards the big iron door of the morgue.

"I'm not dreaming, I'm not dreaming..." The trembling Guan Hua looked at the iron door that was still locked, and happily scratched his hair. This scratch didn't matter, and the frozen wound tore open again, causing pain.

Guan Hua grinned, covered his head, opened the door and rushed out of the morgue.

After simply bandaging his head, Guan Hua lay down curiously in a ten-square-meter low-rent house and looked at his palms carefully. Li A said that the skills passed down to him could cure Yin poison, but why?

Don’t you see any difference in your own hands?

Guan Hua suddenly stood up, faced the mirror and began to fumble. First he put his left hand on his face. Ten minutes later, he felt nothing but dryness. Guan Hua, unwilling to accept it, put his right hand on his face again.

After waiting for ten minutes, I took it off. I still felt nothing, and the strange sores on my face continued to increase or decrease.

"It doesn't make sense. Li A said he could cure his disease, so there's no need to lie to me." Guan Hua was puzzled. Just when he wanted to press his hands on his face at the same time, the door of the next room was slammed.

It was opened, and then shut tightly with a bang. The sound insulation effect of this kind of cubicle with a monthly rent of about 200 yuan is equivalent to the sound amplification effect. So...

Then the sound of people taking off their clothes reached Guan Hua's ears through the dilapidated red brick wall. "Damn it, don't worry..." a woman said coquettishly.

"I'll wipe it! Ya Zhidie?!?!" Guan Hua decisively stopped groping, propped up the tent with his lower body and simply leaned on the wall to listen carefully. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "The world is getting worse. A hundred days of prostitution, living.

Erotica, a small movie..."

"Ah...oh oh...ah...don't use so much force! Ah~~~!!"

As the woman next door picked up and pulled down her vagina, Guan Hua's heart suddenly rose to her throat. The little Guan Hua under her crotch burst out of her underwear in an instant, and she was eager to try every move. Guan Hua couldn't wait to get out of the little one.

hole, go to the opposite side to borrow some light.

"I've never even touched a woman's hand. I'd be lucky if I died before! Kang Mu'ang, you have a woman and I have a right hand! Let's go!" Guan Hua secretly hated himself for being hopeless. He almost committed suicide today and couldn't help it.

I hammered the wall. Then I dropped the zipper and started working with my right hand.

"Someone, someone is next door..." The man next door seemed to have discovered something.

"Who cares if anyone is there! I'm going to fly! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah..." Then there was a creaking sound like the sky was falling and the bed was about to shake apart.

Guan Hua turned around, supported the wall, and started flying. "I'll let you fly, I'll let you fly as hard as you can!!"

"Ah————" After the extremely pleasurable ****, the bed stopped screaming, only the sound of heavy breathing...

"Thank you!" Guan Hua couldn't help but said as he cleaned up the mess.

"You're welcome..." the man and woman next door replied in a strange way.

Then, the two rooms fell silent for an instant, and even the sound of toilet paper falling could be heard.

"Huh?!" Guan Hua felt like he was in a new world and looked at little Guan Hua. In his impression, his dick, which should have softened at this moment, actually pushed forward a little and then softened. "Nani?"

Guan Hua, who was a little skeptical, smelled the smell in the air. This time, the smell was much worse than what he remembered. It seemed to be a bit smelly. Yes, it was very smelly!

Guan Hua unconsciously raised his head and glanced at himself in the mirror. Guan Hua was stunned. A strange sore in the corner of his left eye was scabbed. Ten minutes ago, it was still bleeding pus.

Guan Hua hurriedly opened his domestic mobile phone, found a ruler and toilet paper, took off the mirror on the wall, then sat on the bed and continued to fly. Half an hour later, Guan Hua, who had flown three times in a row, held up his pants and jumped

Got out of bed!

"It feels good! It feels good! It feels good! Hahahahahaha..." Looking at his right hand, Guan Hua couldn't help but kiss it hard. Although there was a lot of liquid on it, Guan Hua, who was almost going crazy with joy, could not care about it.

After repeated groping, Guan Hua found that every spray would bring about a strange scab. Moreover, after spraying, the dick did advance a little before it became soft. According to the measurement with a ruler, this progress was not short-lived.

One crown but eternal growth. In other words, after every masturbation, Xiao Guanhua will grow in length by 1 millimeter. Dog sellers, this is such a wonderful effect. 1 millimeter once, ten times

It’s just 1 centimeter! What’s the concept of adding one centimeter to the length of your dick?

"...Don't talk nonsense about the technique I taught you. This technique has endless wonderful uses, so go and explore it..." The words left by Li A rang in Guan Hua's ears again.

After wiping his hands and clasping his hands together, Guan Hua bowed toward the window. "Disciple, I will follow Master's teachings! I want to become more handsome and longer!"

Guan Hua continued to shake his powerful right hand crazily...until he passed out with satisfaction after more than ten times in a row...

In the evening, Guan Hua woke up. Looking at himself in the mirror, Guan Hua showed a bright smile. In the past eighteen years, he has never felt that his strange disease can be cured, and he has never felt the taste of hope.

Guan Hua put on clean clothes and left the low-rent house.

He was going to see someone, the gatekeeper that Li A asked Guan Hua to find before he left, Uncle Gen.

"If I remember correctly, the uncle who guards the hospital gate is also called Uncle Gen. Is that old man with a dirty figure and wretched appearance the Uncle Gen I'm looking for?" Guan Hua couldn't help but speculate as he walked on the road.

One kilometer away, an old man with buck teeth, a bald head, and a sinister look sat on a wicker chair in the security room and sneezed hard. Then he rubbed his nose and a ball of boogers popped out and rubbed it on his pants.
Chapter completed!