"Run away! Stop playing! I'm not lying to you! Come and put out the fire, come and put out the fire, Uncle Teng, come and put out the fire, Yang Chengan's house is on fire!"

Outside the house, there were cries for the child Ah Qing, and calls for help from the adults in the village.

At this time, through the crack in the closet door, I saw a fierce fire beating outside, and then there was choking smoke entering the closet through the crack in the closet door.

The choking smoke, with the scorching temperature of a fire, is inhaled into the lungs, causing burning pain and a strong sense of suffocation.

"what to do?"

"what to do!"

"what to do!!!"

The dead child pressed behind Jin An repeated his words over and over again. At first, his voice was as cold as the cold of heaven, numb and devoid of human emotions.

Then comes the anger.

Finally, there was a sharp and painful roar, the sound was so loud that it rang sharply in his ears, as if it was about to tear Jin An's eardrums to pieces.

Jin An's eardrums were so painful that his temples bulged, and the veins on his forehead were stretched.

There was a painful look on his face.

It seemed as if the blood vessels in his head would burst and die in the next moment.

Jin An's desire to survive made him work hard to control his body, which finally regained some consciousness. He slowly leaned forward, trying to use his body to knock open the closet door and run out.

Boom!

Jin An controlled his body and just leaned forward and bumped into the cabinet door. As a result, the wardrobe seemed to be a little unstable. Affected by gravity, it lost its balance and suddenly the whole thing fell down.

The cabinet door hit the ground hard.

The only escape route was blocked, and Jin An was left in despair again.

"Is this...a reenactment of a death scene?"
Chapter completed!