Mysterious Recovery

In the cold, silent warehouse, a mouthful of ice coffin was placed beside Zhao Kaiming.

He has been sitting here for three full hours.

Motionless, like a wood carving.

The hope in my heart was gradually extinguished with the passing of these three hours.

The time agreed with Li Gui has exceeded too long.

During the period, the dead relatives in the ice coffin showed no signs of resurrection. The dead were still dead, and he was the only one alive.

The ghost who was following him still couldn't tell what kind of existence it was.

Zhao Kaiming only knows that every time he asks a ghost to do something, the person on the side will die, but he is safe and sound.

This is the price paid for using the ghost power.

He didn't know this at first, but it was too late when he found out. All the wives, daughters, parents and relatives were killed by the ghosts because of him.

Compared with fear and death, what tortured Zhao Kaiming was the guilt and grief of killing his relatives by himself.

He even had to do this sometimes.

On the day when the nightmare began, Zhao Kaiming had no way to turn back. He could only walk to the dark one by one, pinning all his hopes on fulfilling the conditions of the ghost, resurrecting everyone's relatives, and then everything started again.

Although during the period, he repeatedly suspected that this might be a way for Li Gui to deceive himself.

But even so, Zhao Kaiming could only believe, not daring to doubt it.

Because any vacillation would extinguish his last trace of redemption.

In nearly four hours.

Time has come to about two o'clock in the morning.

Zhao Kaiming, who was sitting in the middle of the ice coffin like a wooden sculpture, suddenly laughed. He laughed miserably, and laughed crazy.

It's like crazy.

He completed the plan, but lost everything.

Unable to recover all the consequences caused by his own hands, Zhao Kaiming felt that he was dead and meant to live.

He didn't blame anyone because he was not qualified.

Just slowly drew a pistol from his waist.

The golden pistol, cold and heavy, contains ten special bullets.

But it doesn't matter whether it is a special bullet or not. Now he is just an ordinary person, and it is easy to be killed or commit suicide.

Almost without hesitation, he put the pistol directly into his mouth.

Suicide is the only way Zhao Kaiming can walk.

"Sorry, I will go down to accompany you." Zhao Kaiming closed his eyes.

But just before he was about to shoot.

"Flap!"

The sound of something tapping the glass window came from the silent warehouse. Although the sound was not loud, it was very clear, and the source of the sound was beside Zhao Kaiming.

"boom!"

However, a gunshot sounded.

Zhao Kaiming committed suicide too decisively, and he barely hesitated. He pulled the trigger before he could stop his gun.

This gun may be due to insufficient angle, or the posture of swallowing the gun to commit suicide was wrong. The bullet did not pass through his head, but passed through his mouth.

There is no pain, only a kind of dizziness.

Zhao Kaiming's mouth was full of blood, but he was still alive, but was seriously injured.

The sound of tapping the glass still sounded nearby.

He thought it was an illusion, but didn't he, he saw with his own eyes that a pair of pale hands was flapping vigorously in the ice coffin containing his daughter's body.

My daughter is resurrected?

Zhao Kaiming's eyes that were going to fall silent suddenly burst into light. He fell to the ground covered in blood, climbed to the ice coffin, and then pushed the ice coffin away with all his strength.

A little girl crawled out of it while crying.

"Dad, daddy" the little girl saw Zhao Kaiming crying and hugging him.

Zhao Kaiming wanted to stand up, but the suicide shot left him severely injured, and he collapsed on the ground as if taking out his strength, but he laughed, smiled very happily, and hugged him very pitifully. Feeling her own daughter, feeling her breathing and heartbeat, and touching the soft hair in the house.

"Don't, don't cry, cough cough, dad is here."

The resurrection of his daughter made him understand that his own was not deceived, but the result came too late, and the miracle appeared at the moment he committed suicide.

The daughter was the first to die and was the first to be resurrected, so in this order, it is his parents who will be resurrected next.

Zhao Kaiming was bleeding too much at the moment, coupled with the injury, his mind was a little groggy, he said; "Xiaoya, listen to father's words, go and open those glass doors, mother, grandpa, are sleeping inside, You are going to wake them up cough cough."

Speaking is already a bit difficult.

He didn't know if it was useful, but he could only believe that he was a six-year-old daughter.

Although Zhao Xiaoya was young, she was very obedient. When Zhao Kaiming said this, he immediately cried and ran to the ice coffin to open the door.

But the little girl didn't know how to open it. The ice coffin was customized by Zhao Kaiming. The quality is very good, and because of the good quality, the way it opens is a bit special.

"Dad, daddy, I can't open it." Zhao Xiaoya ran back crying.

However, Zhao Kaiming sat on the ground with his head bowed, without any response, blood still streaming out from him.

He didn't die, he just passed out.

If an ambulance is called at this time, Zhao Kaiming can still be rescued.

It's just that Destiny likes to tease people so much. After committing suicide, he discovered that everything was successful, but he mistakenly thought it was a scam.

Zhao Kaiming, who was in a coma, didn't know how long it had passed.

Maybe it was a day, maybe it was half a day, but in fact he miraculously regained consciousness after being in a coma for an hour.

Zhao Kaiming felt dazedly that someone was covering his wound.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that his side was full of people.

"Wake up, wake up, my son is awake, it's great." An old woman said with some excitement.

Zhao Kaiming discovered that his family had been resurrected, along with his wife, parents, and relatives.

"Isn't the ambulance coming? Why doesn't the call keep getting through, Zhao Kaiming, hold on, UU reading www.uukanshu.com must hold on, already contacting the nearby hospital." Some relatives said anxiously.

Zhao Kaiming didn't speak, his consciousness was in a very special state, and he felt that he was able to wake up.

"Dad." Zhao Xiaoya cried beside him.

"Good daughter, don't cry, dad is fine, how did you do it." Zhao Kaiming touched her head and smiled palely.

"This uncle helped me," Zhao Xiaoya cried and pointed at the back.

Zhao Kaiming raised his eyelids slightly, but saw no one behind his daughter, nothing but darkness.

He was first dull, and then realized something, his eyes widened suddenly, and he grabbed his daughter's hand tightly. He wanted to say something, but a mouthful of blood was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it all at once.

The ghost is still there.

Only at this moment, the ghost chose his own daughter.

It helped her daughter to open all the ice coffins, and as a price, one of her relatives should die.

Ask the ghost to do things, regardless of the size, the price is the same.

But after looking around, none of the relatives beside him died.

But then, Zhao Kaiming realized something and let out a miserable laugh, and then took all the misery and swallowed his last breath.

Before he died, those eyes were still staring at what the daughter was pointing at.

Compared with the previous desperate suicide, there is also the last glimmer of hope after the suicide failed.

This result is the most terrible.

Because Zhao Kaiming knew that his tragedy would be repeated on his daughter.

Why Xiaoya

In the remaining consciousness, Zhao Kaiming's last thought before dying hovered.

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