Reborn as an Ordinary Man Named Xiao Cheng

Weakly parting his lips, Xiao Cheng tried to make a sound and lure the two "demons" over to finish him off. To hell with dignity. With ** wounds covering his body, all he wanted was a good night's sleep.

If he had a choice, Xiao Cheng thought, he would go to hell, just not the "hell" on the other side of that wormhole.

He meant the hell from legend, with warm cauldrons of oil. Xiao Cheng figured that once he got there, he'd confess to every crime imaginable, guilty or not, just to get into a cauldron and soak for a while. He was so, so cold. So cold that it seemed the pain was fading, too.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.