When the heart stops beating, some people begin to twitch, their breathing changes from a normal rhythm to a rapid one, and their ears become cold first. The blood in the body turns acidic, and the throat begins to spasm - death comes.

Moment of death: Death in the medical sense is defined as the expulsion of all oxygen from the brain. At this time, the person's pupils will turn into a substance that looks like glass crystals.

Death 1 minute: Blood that has clotted together begins to cause discoloration of the skin throughout the body. The muscles are in a state of complete relaxation, and the bowel and bladder begin to empty.

Death 3 minutes: At this time, brain cells begin to die in batches. The process of higher thinking—such as thinking about how you can not die or who you are sorry for in life—terminates.

4-5 minutes after death: Pupils dilate and begin to lose luster. The eyeball has begun to slowly flatten out from the sphere because there is no blood pressure in the body at this time.

7–9 minutes after death: Brainstem death.

1-4 hours after death: The muscles of the body begin to stiffen and make the hair stand on end, which is why the person looks like the hair has grown long after death.

4–6 hours after death: The mortis begins to spread. The clotted blood begins to darken the skin.

6 hours after death: Muscles will still spasm. Some anaerobic physiological responses are still ongoing.

8 hours after death: The body has completely cooled. The most black humor is that in this case, the man will achieve the last and most terrifying strength in his life.

36-48 hours after death: The mortis begins to disappear and the body resoftens to the point where it is soft enough to perform jiu-jitsu acrobatics.

24-72 hours after death: Due to the presence of a large number of bacteria in the body, the protein-rich internal organs in the body begin to decay and the pancreas begins to digest itself.

3-5 days after death: The body begins to swell, and foam with blood begins to flow out of the mouth and nose, what a day!

8-10 days after death: Gases from decay fill the abdomen, tongues come out of the mouth, and the body turns from green to red as the blood begins to break down.

A few weeks after death: It's time for makeup, and nails and teeth are starting to fall out.

1 month after death: Liquefaction begins, does anyone want to order a glass of strawberry juice?

A few months after death: The fat is converted into a green substance, known as "corpse wax".

One Year After Death: Back to Nature.

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For a long time, human beings have been exploring the mysteries between life and death, fearing death.

Christianity holds that when a person dies, he will go to heaven or hell, and he will either be happy forever or suffer forever. Buddhism believes that when a person dies, he or she enters the six realms of reincarnation, living life after life until he enters the Western Elysium. People who are deluded by religion believe that death is nothing more than a journey, a trip to "far, far away."

"When men say, 'Let there be a god,' and there was a god." Death Godway.

Qingyi felt that these words were familiar, and suddenly remembered that this was a sentence from the "Dusk Canon".

"I was born out of fear. When people are still afraid of death, I will not disappear; Once all life is destroyed, no one will be afraid of death, and then I can die. The Grim Reaper looked at him from afar: "All the gods are fighting for faith." When the country goes to war, the god of war is elated; When a man and a woman are married, the goddess of love smiles. Elemental God, Light God, Soul God...... All they have to do is prove that they are stronger than the other gods, and then induce the ignorant to believe in them. But I don't have to do anything, because everybody is afraid of death and runs away from it. ”

Qingyi muttered: "If you die, you can't ......"

"I can't come back." The Grim Reaper suddenly smiled, though only for a moment. There was a terrifying look in his eyes, and he bit it very clearly: "You have too many memories in this world: eating birthday cakes, talking back to your parents, looking at your lovers, watching the sunrise, cutting your fingers, and learning that your relatives are seriously ill...... In your life, you meet someone, you reunite with someone, you say goodbye to someone. When your children come into the world, you rejoice. When your parents are getting old, you are worried. In the passage of time, you have experienced a lot of things, seen countless wonderful things, and experienced joys and sorrows. One day, you suddenly realize that you too have a moment when you are dying and finally leave this world. You close your eyes and fall into permanent darkness. ”

"And then you can't remember what you went through when you were alive! You forget the taste of your birthday cake, the feeling of talking back to your parents, the eyes of your lover, the color of the clouds at sunrise, the pain of your wounds, the faces of your loved ones...... You are no longer you! The wonders of your life are completely separated from you! If you die, you can't come back! ”

Qingyi's eyes overflowed with black tears.

But the Grim Reaper continued: "What can you do about death?" Do you dare to imagine? People subconsciously don't always think of 'death', they only know to be busy with other things, maybe you will say that this is 'living in the moment', but I think it is self-anesthesia. When you die, you have nothing, you have no sense of self as you did before you were born, and even your own existence becomes a problem. After you die, can you prove that you exist? Even if you prove that you existed, can you know after death? So is the effort you've made still meaningful? Wealth, status and fame, positions, friends and family, are they no longer remembered, are they? The dead don't care about the afterlife, because he doesn't know what will happen after death at all—he won't even know that he ever lived. That's where the irony comes in, because death has undone your life's work, so why should you try? ”

Speaking of this, the Grim Reaper incarnate nodded, as if satisfied with his speech: "Now, are you afraid of me?" ”

Qingyi Muran nodded, bowed his head and said, "I'm a little uncomfortable, I'm ...... I'll go first. "He fled away from the Grim Reaper incarnation, from the World Tree. Once he arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, he immediately went offline and took off his helmet. He only felt that he had a full roar, but he couldn't let out a single roar. Great pain filled his body, made him despair, and made him low. He noticed that there were inexplicably more tears in the corners of his eyes.

Yes, he was afraid of death, and he was afraid in his heart.

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In a high-class club in the capital, the most powerful country on the "gospel" continent, a ball is being held only for dignitaries and ladies. The band played the most popular tunes of the year, which were beautiful and cheerful, and made people feel happy; Dishes with expensive ingredients and extremely troublesome cooking methods are placed on long tables, each of which can be worth the annual income of a civilian family; Gorgeous crystal lamps shine brightly on a pair of men and women, making them look like people in heaven. It's just a pity that the fruit at the banquet is less colorful than last year, because Orquila is dead.

In the middle of the dance floor, a fat man with exquisite clothes and extraordinary bearing is dancing with a beautiful woman. Although this fat man is extremely well maintained, the bags under his eyes and his faintly blue face still indicate that he has been hollowed out by wine. The eyes of the others were repeated, not because of the fat man, but because of the fat man's blood elf dance partner. Her hair is a waterfall at sunset, her eyes are the moon, her face is ivory, and her smile is the whole world. The blood-red Luo skirt will only look gaudy when worn on other women, but it is infinitely beautiful when worn on her. Her smile is crazy, she is the most unattainable saint, she makes all women except her become vulgar powder. She gently grabbed the fat man's waist and bit the other man's ear softly, which was enough to make the men present think that the fat man was a pig.

The fat man naturally felt the jealousy and envy of others, but this fostered his vanity even more. As we all know, the blood elves are young and beautiful, but they are also difficult to get their hands on; This blood elf beauty is named Clavisoer, she is the best among the blood elves, but she has become her own forbidden body, what a face-saving thing! Speaking of which, the greatest beauty of Clavisol is the duplexity of her temperament, she is a pure saint in public, but in private she is a little female cat who likes to make waves! No, it's obviously in front of the public, she is putting on a noble posture while whispering hot words!

"Baby, why don't we go and rest?" The fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a daze.

The blood elf beauty giggled, leaning softly against the fat old man. The fat man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, walked quickly off the dance floor with the other party, and walked to the temporary lounge for guests under the guidance of the waiter. The waiter has long been familiar with this kind of thing, and after closing the door, he also intimately hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the doorknob, blocking the hot eyes from the door.

After a while, without anyone noticing, a bejeweled lady who disguised her age with makeup walked up to the door of the makeshift lounge, naturally pushed the door open, and stepped inside.

The lounge was dimly lit and a large bed with curtains hanging from the four corners. Behind the ambiguously colored gauze curtains, the figure of the beautiful woman looms. A voice as beautiful as heaven came: "Who is it?" ”

"Miss Clavisoll, I didn't expect to see you here." The lady smiled and said with a smile, as if it was not rude at all to break in.

The blood elf got up and turned out from behind the curtain, his big eyes full of doubts: "Are you?" ……”

"Hehe, it's contemptible." The lady slowly fell to the edge of the bed, and a beautiful man with no body floated out of her body. His wavy blonde hair was draped back, two of which hung casually on his forehead, rather uninhibited; He has slender eyebrows, beautiful long eyelashes, and melancholy eyes, which can fascinate people wherever he goes; He was dressed in a dark gold floral shirt, a small brown waistcoat, and a pair of dark gold trousers, like a noble kid going out on a holiday. He saluted calmly: "I wonder if you still remember the contemptible?" ”

"Of course I do! Mr. Oskol, you are here, you are really unexpected! ~" Clavisol patted her chest and stuck out her tongue mischievously: "You scared me to death when you came in!" ”

Oskol floated to the side of the bed, saw the fat man who had taken off most of his clothes and was lying on the bed like a dead pig, and looked at the neatly dressed Clavisoer: "Is it safe to talk here?" ”

"It's okay, it will take him two hours to wake up, and when he wakes up, he will only think that he is acting as a hero again."

"Your psychedelic skills are so amazing that you can't guard against them!" Oskol exclaimed.

"Who told me to have a 'succubus tree'? It's easier to make some cosmetics with psychedelic effects than to grow flowers. Clavisoll pursed her lips and pointed at the fat man's wet crotch with disdain: "Look, another premature ejaculation is really useless." By the way, weren't you assisting Mr. Pers in Astant? ”

"How so? As soon as Mr. Pers entered the territory of Astant, the contemptible retreated, for he could not cope with the Knights of the Iron Hoof. Oskol sighed: "The contemptible person doesn't mean to leave his colleagues behind, but he just has more important things to do, such as cooperating with you." ”

Clavisoll clasped her hands together and blinked wildly: "What kind of cooperation?" People are very interested! ～”

"Use your diplomatic skills and despicable espionage skills to keep the eyes of the nations of the continent on the corpse wetland within a week. The contemptible people want to make the bald eagle restless and in a dilemma. Oskol said lightly.

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(The information in this chapter is extracted from Fruitshell.com, only the punctuation has been changed.) In the past, when I wrote about death in my essay, the teacher's comment was "too negative", although the way I chose at that time was to suppress first and then promote, but I am afraid that it was so depressed that the teacher could not see "Yang". Please tell me your positive thoughts, and I'll take it to persuade Qingyi)

(I think life is beautiful, and it's beautiful to be alive!) I hope you cherish life)