It's four o'clock in the morning. It's the quietest time on the road.
A funeral car drove out of the back door of a private clinic, drove through the silent street and went straight to the crematorium.
The two men in the cab were a little flustered.
They are all murderous killers, but burning a person alive still makes them feel a little uneasy.
A black faced man said, "brother Gao, do you think the night North owl is dead? Why am I so uncertain?"
The elder brother who drove the car said with a smile: "Lao Hei, what advice? No matter how powerful he is, he is just an ordinary person. Whatever his life or death, anyway, the young lady gave the order and we just work. Even if the night North owl was burned alive, he turned into a fierce ghost and wanted revenge. He also looked for the young lady and couldn't find us!"
Old black nodded: "that's right. Grievances have heads and debts have owners. We're just errands. It has nothing to do with us!"
The night owl in the back carriage was extremely anxious.
If he doesn't control his body, he will really be burned alive.
But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't wake up. What the hell is going on?
How on earth can he wake up?
He tried to calm himself down.
He remembered that night in Pei Jue's bedroom, he was injured in the head, shed a lot of blood and had a severe dizziness.
Before he fell into a coma, he was worried that Pei Jue would not save him, so he kept running the formula of momen to heal his wounds in an attempt to save himself. After that, he had no memory at all. Until he found himself in that white and boundless world, and then heard the voice of the outside world.
Is he trapped in the door of practice and can't get out? Like in those immortal Xia dramas, his Yuanshen broke away from his body?
Is the practice system of Mohist also the system of cultivating immortals?
If you persist in practice, will you really live forever?
The night owl's heart surged, and then found that he thought more.
Let alone immortality, he will be burned alive now!
The most important thing for him now is to hurry out of the door of practice, return to his body, and then run away!
God, what should he do?
He tried to initiate telepathy, hoping to contact Shangjiang Nanxi. But he found that he couldn't feel Jiangnan Xi!
Just then, the car stopped.
He heard someone talking outside, but vaguely. The night North owl heard that he died violently and no one collected the body.
Then someone came over and opened the back door of the funeral car. Someone looked in with a flashlight.
He saw yebei owl lying in the carriage, covered with white cloth, and didn't open the white cloth to see.
He said, "what evil have you done? I hope you will be a good man in your next life!"
The night owl felt the light and had hope in his heart. He tried hard to move, but he couldn't move.
Then the door slammed and was closed. The car fell into darkness again. The heart of the night North owl was desperate.
The car started again. It didn't go far before it stopped again.
The door opened again. Yebei owl was grabbed by his ankles and dragged down. Then someone held his head and shoulders. The two people worked hard together and put him on a mobile cart.
The wheels of the mobile cart made a harsh friction sound on the cement ground, tearing the quiet dawn, making the scalp explode and the back cool.
Night North owl's heart mentioned his throat. Is he about to be pushed into the stove and turned into a handful of fly ash?
He thought with some self mockery, if he suddenly sat up at this time, would those two bastards be scared to death immediately?
He heard a voice trembling and saying, "brother Gao, do you feel it? I just felt the feet of night God are hot! Hot..."