Chapter 356 Li Xiong's End

Here, when Li Xiong was driving halfway, he suddenly felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He quickly stepped on the brakes and leaned against the side, gasping for breath.

A suffocating pain spread from my heart.

His vision went dark and he felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his chest.

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't.

Being very thirsty, Li Xiong subconsciously stretched out his hand to get some water to drink, but the moment his hand touched the water bottle, it dropped heavily.

When he regained consciousness, Li Xiong heard noisy crying in his ears.

“Woo woo woo…”

"Axiong, you are still so young, how can you..."

"Ayun is such a weak child, why did you leave..."

"How could you be so cruel? Why did you just abandon your child and go away alone..."

There was an oppressive darkness in front of his eyes, so oppressive that he could not see any color except black.

Li Xiong's breathing was a little labored. He tried to sit up, but the space inside was so narrow and cramped that he couldn't breathe.

What’s going on!

How did I get locked up here?

And what are they crying about?

Why are they all crying that he is gone?

He is obviously still alive and well!

"I'm still alive!"

"I'm still alive!"

Li Xiong's voice was hoarse, and he was shouting with almost all his strength.

But the people outside seemed to hear no sound at all.

"I'm still alive!"

Li Xiong tried to push the coffin lid open, but no matter how hard he struggled, the heavy coffin lid seemed immovable and could not move even a ripple.

His fingernails left long scratches on it, and Li Xiong's fingertips were stained with blood, which stuck to the inside of the coffin board. Li Xiong's face was filled with panic and his body was shaking.

What on earth is going on!

Why do they all think he is dead!

He obviously just fainted!

"dad……"

Li Yun's sad and suppressed crying sounded.

Next to him were the voices of his relatives and friends comforting him.

"Ayun, you've been in poor health since you were a child. Don't be too sad. Don't let your father pass away and you won't be able to bear it."

"Yes, Ayun, don't be too sad. If your father were still alive, he would definitely not want you to be like this."

"Ah, your dad is the same. You finally got home, so why didn't he just have dinner with you at home that day? Why did he have to go out? If he was at home, he wouldn't--"

The relative seemed unable to continue speaking here, and he kept wiping away tears, his voice choking a few times.

Then there was another round of noisy crying. The sounds were sharp and unpleasant, and they hurt Li Xiong's ears.

With tears streaming down his face, Li Yun was silently comforted by all his relatives.

When his gaze fell on Li Xiong's coffin, a hint of complexity flashed across his eyes.

He didn't expect that Li Xiong would die just by going out.

He had even imagined in his mind what expression Li Xiong would have when he found out that he had dug up something buried in the backyard.

Will the other party question him?

Will he take off the mask of kindness he has been wearing all day long?

Unexpectedly, Li Xiong died.

Sometimes, God really likes to play jokes on people.

New relatives kept coming to burn incense for Li Xiong.

No one inside or outside the coffin heard Li Xiong's cry for help.

No one knew he was still alive.

He lay in the coffin, unable to save himself. He could only listen to the crying and the discussions about the funeral arrangements.

Li Xiong had no idea what was going on.

His stomach was aching. Li Xiong wanted to drink some water and he desperately wanted to stuff his stomach with something to fill it.

But he could only endure the pain of hunger and thirst, unable to live or die.

A few days passed like this, and no one knew that Li Xiong had lost a lot of weight at a rapid speed.

Funeral music kept ringing in his ears, the sound of suona almost pierced Li Xiong's eardrums, and the coffin swayed as if it was being carried forward by someone.

Li Xiong panicked.

After all, he has lived for several decades, it is impossible for him not to know what this is.

This is clearly a funeral!

"I'm not dead yet! I really am not dead yet!"

In the past few days, Li Xiong has been roaring almost all the time, repeatedly telling everyone that he is not dead.

But no matter how hard he tried, only a few people could hear his cries for help.

The yellow earth covered the coffin, wiped out all traces of Li Xiong's survival, and swallowed up his last bit of hope.

After the funeral, the crowd gradually dispersed.

The mountains and wilderness return to silence.

Li Xiong lay in the coffin in agony, tortured by hunger and suffering a mental breakdown.

"Axiong, I know you are not dead yet."

Liu Ping's voice came faintly and suddenly penetrated into Li Xiong's ears.

Li Xiong was stunned.

A surge of ecstasy filled his heart, and he kept patting the coffin lid, "A Ping, you're finally here! Get me out now!"

"Tell them I'm alive!"

Infinite hope burst out in Li Xiong's eyes.

He was almost in tears.

"You want me to get you out, to tell them you're alive?"

Liu Ping's voice sounded, half-smile.

"But why should I do this? This is simply karma for you!"

Liu Ping's hysterical and hateful voice came over.

The hope in Li Xiong's eyes suddenly shattered.

He stared blankly at the coffin lid with a dull look in his eyes, not understanding why Liu Ping said that.

What retribution?

Could it be——

Li Xiong was suddenly startled and his eyebrows twitched violently.

Did Liu Ping discover something? !

No!

This is impossible!

"When you borrowed ten years of my son's life, you should have thought that this day would come to you!"

"But you don't know, I'm trying to get those ten years back!"

"The master said that you may appear dead to outsiders, but in fact you are still alive. You are tortured by hunger and thirst every day, but you can never die."

Liu Ping did not mention Li Yun's name.

She took everything on herself and said it was her revenge against Li Xiong.

Li Xiong's eyes were filled with disbelief.

So when Liu Ping called him and asked him to get out that day, she was just trying to send him to death?

"Bitch!"

"You vicious bastard!"

"You will die a miserable death!"

His wonderful life was ruined by this bastard!

He still had a lot of things to do and places to go. How could he be tricked by this jerk into living in a coffin!

"I am vicious?"

Liu Ping sneered, "Compared to you, what am I?"

"Li Xiong, don't worry, you won't die that easily. You can only live as many years as you have borrowed. I wish you a long life. When rats and snakes crawl into your coffin, you must take care of yourself!"

After saying this, Liu Ping turned around and left without looking back.

Li Xiong kept trying to call for help.

But no matter what he did, he couldn't get any response.

There is no Jiazi in the mountains, and I don’t know the year when the cold ends.

Li Xiong lay in the coffin year after year, enduring the pain brought by hunger every day.

He fainted from hunger and woke up from the pain.

When it rains, the coffin will be filled with water, and the inmate will not only have to endure the pain of hunger, but also the dampness and coldness.

But at this time, he often doesn't care about the cold.

He opened his mouth as wide as he could to catch the rain that leaked in to relieve the pain of his dry and cracked mouth.

A normal person would have died if he was hungry or coughed for so long, but Li Xiong's life seemed to have no end.

Finally one day, rats and snakes crawled into his coffin.

The rats, unable to find food, began to gnaw at his flesh.

Li Xiong watched the rats roaming and biting his body wantonly.

He no longer had the strength to save himself.

Soon, countless viruses found him.

While enduring the pain and torture brought by the virus, Li Xiong watched himself become food for rats.

Tears flowed from the corners of my eyes.

Li Xiong didn't understand, he really didn't understand why he ended up like this.

…

On the day the funeral ended, Li Yun picked up a stray cat.

The stray cat was very thin, with wounds all over its body, and its skin was even starting to rot.

When he looked at the little cat, it was as if he saw himself struggling with illness.

He took the kitten home, bought it a cat bed, and spent money on its medical treatment.

In the second month, the kitten's illness was completely cured.

Ah Hao rolled his eyes at him when he saw this.

"Look at you. You can't even take care of yourself, and you want to raise a cat."

Li Yun just smiled at him.

"Ah Hao, I know I only have ten years, but in these ten years, I always want to do something I want to do."

As he spoke, he gently stroked the kitten's head.

Ah Hao's eyes turned red.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft, what nonsense are you talking about? You will be fine, just like this cat!"

Li Yun paused slightly when he heard this, "I hope so."

Originally, Li Yun thought that both he and the kitten would have a good ending.

But three days later, the kitten he picked up died suddenly without any warning.

Li Yun was depressed and sad for a long time because of this.

Until one day, he had a dream.