Suddenly a touch of silver light flew in front of him.
Tink!
But it’s a coin
Gu Qingshan looked up and saw a paunchy middle-aged man walking from the front.
"Alas, the poor beggar is still sitting on the side of the road so late-go and buy a bread to eat."
The middle-aged man said something and hurried away.
Gu Qingshan looked at the coin with interest.
-this is to think of yourself as a beggar.
He picked up the coin and looked at the young man.
Only to see this man with a faint darkness, a smell coming from him far away, some like dung and urine, rotten fish and rotten distiller’s grains.
Gu Qingshan is thoughtful.
The dead ghost king dies, the river god of death kills a swordsman, and naturally you can see that this man is dying.
Only to see a middle-aged man walking through the intersection ahead was suddenly hit by a speeding car.
The car slowed down and suddenly accelerated and fled the scene.
Middle-aged man lying in his mouth, spouting blood, is dying.
A woman in a black robe came out of the dark corner.
In front of the middle-aged female man, she whispered, "I am a god of death. Please pray for the last time. Your life has come to an end."
The middle-aged man’s face showed despair.
"I … pray … that death will spare me," he gasped.
"It’s doomed that you died. It won’t be difficult for death, and you won’t get away with it," said the woman in black.
The middle-aged man sobbed with tears, "I pray …"
Gu Qingshan sighed and picked up the coins and walked slowly over.
He squatted in front of a middle-aged man.
"Listen, your kindness made me appear here." Gu Qingshan said.
The middle-aged man looked at him.
The god of death also quietly watching him.
Gu Qingshan explained, "You gave me a coin, and now it’s time for me to repay you-I opened another road for you next to the road to death."
"Do you want to go this way?"
The man nodded wildly with all his strength.
"Then you need to believe in the earth god" Gu Qingshan said.