Shijin opened his eyes and found himself lying on a soft and wide solid wood bed, wearing cotton pajamas, and holding a cucumber pillow in his arms.
Where is this? It’s not like a hospital, and it’s definitely not hell.
He blinked in confusion and raised his hand to rub his forehead.
Didn’t he get hit by a red-light truck on the way to catch a thief? At the speed of that truck, there is almost no possibility of him surviving, but what’s going on now?
“You are born again.”
A crisp mechanical sound suddenly sounded in his head, Shi Jinhu’s body shuddered and sat up, looking vigilantly: “Who is talking?”
“My, your golden finger plus life-saving charm, you can call me a small death.”
“Laughing to death?”
“…I am very standard in Mandarin, thank you.”
Shijin withdrew the look in his eyes, and finally confirmed that the sound was indeed sounding directly in his head, tentatively raising his hand and tapping on his head.
“Don’t knock, knock again and hang up again.”
Shijin: “…”
At this point, Shijin is finally determined. He is alive again, and he is definitely not in his body—his own body is a handsome long-legged guy with eight pack abs, and now this body is white, fat, chubby and round. The back of the hand stretched out the four meat sockets, the pajamas broke when he breathed, his legs bent, and his pants were tightly tightened on the legs.
…He has never been so “stable” at such an age.
It might as well just die like this.
Little Death clearly saw his thoughts, and sent out a torture from the soul: “Life is important and weight is important?”
Shijin lay back on the bed, closed his eyes, his expression calm.
“…weight can be lost, life can’t be regained, and if you die, you won’t be able to eat delicious food anymore, and you won’t be able to rub the charming mahjong.”
Shijin breathed, remembering the silky touch of his fingers sliding over Mahjong, he opened his eyes, got out of bed, and tidied his clothes: “Let’s talk, what’s going on now.”
There was silence. Just when Shijin suspected that all of these were hallucinations that appeared before his death, his brain suddenly stabbed, and a lot of messy memories and pictures poured in.
Half an hour later, he lay back on the bed again and closed his eyes peacefully.
Little death: “…Don’t do this! As a servant of the people, your justice and enthusiasm are too!”
Shijin snored.
Small death: “Hey, uncle police, you can’t do this, yeah, yeah, yeah…”
Shi Jinren.
“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Haidilao moon! Flowers on the bar!”
Shi Jinren unbearably lifted the quilt, got out of bed again to tidy up his clothes, with a face full of lovelessness, and asked: “So the novel I read before death is your body? You dragged me after I died. To the world in the book?”
Little death is over, and he replied obediently: “Yeah.”
“Is this really in the book?”
Little Death is silent.
“Then can I still get out from here?”
Little death: “Go out and you won’t be able to live again.”
This time there was silence during the change. For a long time, he continued to ask: “Why me?”
“Because…” Xiaosei’s tone was hesitant this time, he paused for two seconds, and replied roundly: “I have difficulty, find the police uncle!”
“…” You have a good point.
Shijin was speechless, stepped into the bathroom connected to the bedroom, and stood in front of the mirror.
In the mirror is a familiar and unfamiliar face. Familiarity is because the facial features are familiar, and the unfamiliarity is because the body is unfamiliar—this body looks exactly the same as he was when he was young, even the small mole on the nose is there. I zoomed in several times.
Fortunately, it’s my appearance, which has a lot less sense of disobedience. Shi Jinchang sighed, and resignedly washed his face and brushed his teeth.
According to the memory provided by Xiao Si, he is now also called Shijin, who is about to turn eighteen years old. It is a Shuang Wen labelled documentary revenge, and the name is “Death Progress Bar”, but the plot is suffocated. Qu is depressed, and the protagonist of the novel that has been pitted.
The protagonist Shijin has a stallion father and five half-brothers. When the stallion father was still alive, Shijin was the little ancestor of the family and was spoiled by five brothers. After his father died, Shi Jin was a bug that everyone in the family could step on. The five brothers who had torn off their cordial masks were tortured to death.
And the time point of his rebirth happened when the stallion father just passed away, which is where the novel fell apart.
After taking care of himself, Shi Jin did not go out, but sat back on the bed and continued the conversation with the little death in his head.
“What do you need me to do?”
There will be no pie in the sky, and the little death has bothered to rebirth him, and he must have something to ask for.
Xiao Death released two things similar to a progress bar in his mind, and replied: “This is the death progress bar. The one with 999 above is yours. Now 998 blocks have been walked. Once it is full, you Now the body will face death, even if it is me, it will not be saved, and the me bound to you will disappear immediately. I need you to empty it and lead me to live.”
Shijin who is a little bit obsessive-compulsive didn’t care about the connection between this progress bar and his own life for the first time. Instead, he showed a shit-like expression and asked: “This one cannot be rounded. Does it become 1000?”
Little Death’s tone of voice suddenly changed, and he pinched his throat and said, “Holy devil, the 1000 progress bar doesn’t belong to you, that’s my baby’s bar.”
Shi Jin Ji Lingling shivered, and said: “Talking about business, be serious!”
“…The progress bar below you is 1000. I need you to find the owner of this progress bar while guaranteeing your own life, and also help him clear the progress bar to save his life.” Little death His tone became serious again, faintly cautious and pleading, and asked: “Will you help me? I, I can thank you, and I will also guarantee your safety.”
Speaking of this, what can Shijin say, of course, to endure his obsessive-compulsive disorder, and nodded heavily.
I took a life in vain. Although this life may die at any time, there is still something in my mind that claims to be a golden finger, and I need to find someone with a progress bar, but it is always It’s not like living a lifetime, just how many more mahjongs you can rub.
He earned it anyway.
Little death cheered for joy: “Wow, I knew it’s best to get in my house.”
Because of this nickname, Jinjin has been mistaken for Jijing Shijin countless times: “…you shut up.”
After exchanging information, Shijin sorted out the memories in his head, and finally stepped out of the room.
This physical stallion father is named Shi Xingrui. He is a business genius. He built a huge business empire from scratch. After Shi Jin was born, he took him to emigrate overseas and turned his business focus.
His funeral only ended yesterday. Today, his lawyer will come over to announce the will.
This will announcement was made privately, and only one person who listened to the will entered, and all his five elder brothers were absent. This is what Shi Xingrui meant, because Shi Xingrui was not going to give a dime to the other five sons.
Same son, Shi Xingrui’s attitude towards several children is completely different. His most eccentric and youngest son Shijin, he only revealed the existence of the child, Shijin, and the other five people live with his mother. They only come to reunite during the New Year’s Day. Even if the outside world has heard of these five outstanding abilities The young talents of, do not know that they and Shi Xingrui are in a father-son relationship.
“They are all sons, how could Shi Xingrui be eccentric like this.”
Shi Jin turned over the memory of the original owner and the information given by Xiao Death, completely unable to understand Shi Xingrui’s behavior.
“Probably because you look the best?” Little Death flattered without a trace.
Shijin: “…” He glanced at his pork belly and pork legs, and decided to stop the topic and stop trying to abuse himself.
As the two of them flipped through their memories and chatted, Shi Xingrui’s lawyer had already arrived, and after a brief greeting, Shi Xingrui began to recite Shi Xingrui’s long list of estates.
Shi enters the left ear into the right ear and exits, and together with Xiao Death, analyze the death progress bar concerning his own life.
“How do I clear this one?” Shi Jin asked.
“With fewer fatal factors, the progress bar will naturally retreat.” Xiao Di replied.
Shi Jin thoughtfully.
In the plot of the novel, the original owner was tortured to death by five brothers, that is to say, all the death threats of the original owner came from the five brothers. And the reason why the five older brothers are so unwilling to see the original owner… He shifted his gaze to the estate list in the hands of the lawyer, and cursed Shi Xingrui with his teammate in his heart.
How can children who are ignored or even ignored by their fathers like their younger brothers favored by their fathers? Moreover, the situation of Shi’s family is a little more complicated, and money is involved.
Shi Xingrui’s practice of carrying five eldest sons on his back and leaving all the inheritance to the younger son is simply because he feels that Shi Jin’s hatred is not enough and he died fast enough!
“…Maria Manor, this is all real estate. In addition, Mr. Shi explained that you will inherit all the shares of Swiss Bank. Since you have not completed your university studies, the company will be transferred to Deputy Dong Xu Tianhua is in charge, you can supervise from the side. The above is all the contents of the will. If you are sure that there is no problem, please sign here.”
The lawyer finally finished reading the estate list and pushed several documents to Shijin.
Shi Jin regained his senses, glanced at the progress bar in his mind that had reached 998, pushed the file back decisively, and firmly said: “I don’t want these things.” After taking the progress bar, he had to walk full of hiccups.
The lawyer raised his hand and rubbed his ear, suspecting that he had heard something wrong.
“I don’t want the things that my brothers don’t have.” Shi Jin got up, his face was childish and stubborn, his expression tense, and he was holding back grief, “Daddy is wrong, I don’t want these. You take it and divide it into five equal parts and give it to the brothers.”
The lawyer was really dumbfounded now, and said: “But Mr. Xiao, your brothers already have their own business, and whether you take the inheritance is the same for them, and you are not an adult, this… …”
How could it be the same? The difference is big!
Shijin’s acting suddenly broke out, and he shouted: “Enough!”
The lawyer was so drunk that he shut his mouth and stared at him funny.
“Brothers can fight on their own, so can I.” Shijin turned sideways, in a sad tone, “Dad said brothers are his pride, and I also want my father and brother to be proud of me… You go, I’m tired Up.”
After speaking, I turned and left, moved my chubby body back to the room on the second floor, slammed the door, removed all the disguise, and tensed my chest, and asked: “Little death, how did I behave just now? ?”
“Papa, papa.” Xiao Death affirmed with applause.
“Thank you for joining us, thank you for joining us.” Shijin thanked him shyly, rubbing his hands in anticipation, and asked: “I rejected the inheritance, my progress bar should always go back.”
Xiao Di also rubs his hands in anticipation: “It must be.”
The two looked at the progress bar together.
Shijin was shocked: “What’s the matter? Why doesn’t the progress bar retreat but advances?” It changed from 998 to 998.5!
Little death screamed: “I don’t know!”