Chapter 46: The Second Soul (I)
A cool breeze blew by, and Hao Zhen woke up slowly. All the bones in his body seemed to be broken, and the pain was like being sucked out of his marrow.
He was lying in the back alley of a courtyard. The narrow alley was blowing with a wind, like a knife cutting.
"You... who are you..." A weak voice said intermittently, and every word he said seemed to lose a bit of life.
He touched the ground and prepared to get up, but he touched a warm and sticky liquid. Hao Zhen stretched his hand in front of him and saw that it was blood. At this time, he realized that his whole body was not lying on the cold ground. His head was resting on something soft like a human body, and his hair felt sticky. Could it be? Did he fall from the sky? Did he fall on someone? Could the sticky blood on his head be the blood of the person who asked him the question?
This made Hao Zhen sick and terrified. He, he actually fell on someone. In the first twenty years of his life, he had never stepped on an ant to death, but when he came to this unknown place, he actually hit a person.
He struggled to get up, turned around, and saw a man of similar size and age lying on the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, twisting his body like a puddle of mud and falling to the ground, and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.
Hao Zhen was almost sure that the man in front of him was the one he hit when he fell from the sky.
"Do you have any unfinished business?" Hao Zhen knew that the man in front of him could not be saved, so he could only ask him guiltily to see if there was anything he could do to help him.