The hot pot restaurant just happened, and there was news.

Last night, the bus No. 17 in Yunda exploded. 8 people died on the spot. The explosion area involved nearby vehicles, causing 5 serious injuries and three minor injuries.

Another serious accident, the police have seriously lack of labor.

In just one week, two major casualties occurred. No man traces were on -site survey, but they were like an accident, but they could not find the cause of the accident.

No matter whether it is all equipment in the hot pot restaurant or the various safety hazards of the bus, there is no problem.

There are many online discussions, there are all kinds of voices, which are retribution, saying that terrorists revenge on the society, and some say that it is haunted.

Gao Yan and Zhang Xiao are in the dormitory. Both of them love to run outside, but they are afraid to dare.

That night, they almost got on this bus. If it wasn't for Yan Qing's video call, let them help take something, so I didn’t pay attention to watching the bus, and missed the bus, otherwise they would have to be able to then.

I lived in the cemetery.

Two times passing by death, I was afraid of death.

It is not so good every time, so I think it is still the safest to shrink in the dormitory.

At this moment, the two believed that it would be okay to run with less people.

In the evening, the two ordered a small takeaway hot pot, ready to eat while watching the drama. Seeing that Yan Qing took the bag and went out, he shouted at her, "Where are you going?"

"Have a meal."

Gao Yan frowned, "Don't go out, now it's dangerous outside, we ordered a small hot pot, and we will eat together."

Yan Qing smiled, "It's okay, I have an appointment with others, you can eat it."

Gao Yan and Zhang Xiao also wanted to persuade, but Yan Qing had already gone out.

Mowing

At night, Yan Qing first went to the hot pot restaurant. After finding the bell in the shoulder bag without response, he turned again and went to the buses where the explosion occurred.

When she arrived, she found that someone had arrived there earlier than herself.

Yan Xiuwen was wearing a black coat, standing there, and quietly pulling the cordon around, no one.

After Yan Qingyin's bus stop plate next to him, he quietly looked at the scene in front of him. I saw a green fire light from Yan Xiuwen's hand. The moment the fire was ignited, the surrounding evil spirits were nowhere to be hidden.

Then, then

Yan Qing listened to those voices and clamoring around his ears, his head was heavy.

In less than a moment, the evil spirits were burning, and Yan Xiuwen retracted his hand. The moment he turned, the dull eyes, and Yan Qing after the bus stop, looked at it.

Yan Qing stood in place and didn't move. He knew that Yan Xiuwen found himself and didn't speak.

Here, I want to find the ghost of the deceased. Obviously the purpose of Yan Xiuwen is the same, but there is only the residual evil spirits here.

The soul of the deceased disappeared out of thin air.

Four eyes are opposite, Yan Xiuwen stepped forward, his eyes were firmly locked on Yan Qing, until standing in front of her, raising his hand ...

"Do you want to clear my memory again?"

Yan Qing's voice sounded cold, and even looking at Yan Xiuwen's eyes, it was stained with frost.

At this time, she finally confirmed that at the time of the little girl in red, the person who made herself be careful is Yan Xiuwen in front of her.

From his own to Yuncheng, he has been with himself, hiding his identity, and erasing some of his memory, time and time again, when she remembers, she seal her memory.

Yan Xiuwen raised his hand in the air in the air, watching the little girl who had been alert to herself in front of her, and suddenly she couldn't go.

Knowing that if her memory was not sealed in time, those memories in the past would be retrieved by her little by little.

But looking at this strange look, he hoped that she could remember who he was.

But if he didn't do this, he was afraid that he would think of all after Yan Qing ... know everything, and then leave himself ...

But at this moment Yan Qing was so important to his alertness, even if he wanted to do, it would be difficult.

Yan Xiuwen could only put down his hands, his eyes were much softer, but his voice was slightly hoarse. "How much do you think of?"

He felt selfishly that if he just remembered himself, it would be possible for the time being, as long as he couldn't remember another person.

Yan Qinghong's lips pursed slightly, "I can't remember anything."

At this time, Yan Qing, before the tone was no longer, Yingying smiled and shouted "Uncle Little Uncle". It was like the first meeting when they first met.

Yan Xiuwen's eyes sinking.

For a long time, Yan Qing's lips opened lightly, and in the silence of the night, he asked, "Who are you?"

"Yan Xiuwen ... Who else?"

Yan Qing originally speculated that he might be the same situation as himself, but it seemed different. In his body, there were two heartbeats.

Yan Xiuwen was slightly froze, and he didn't expect it. Yan Qing had guessed this.

"I am Yan Xiuwen."

Yan Qing's lips tightly, looking at Yan Xiuwen's heart, there was a heartbeat, two very different Yan Xiuwen.

Yan Xiuwen: "He is also Yan Xiuwen, but it is not me."

Yan Qing's eyes sank suddenly, "What do you mean?"

Yan Xiuwen slowly explained, "This body is his, he is my soul reincarnation, and it is also my ontology."

"Unlike you, he hasn't died, and he has been in this body."

For some reason, it cannot be fused, leading to two consciousness.

"Yan Xiuwen" was born with weakness and illness, because there were a few souls, and the body was not as good as ordinary people, and there was a problem with the heart. The doctor asserted that he was 28 years old.

So from his possession to this body, he maintained the number of "Yan Xiuwen", and "Yan Xiuwen" provided himself to provide himself for his own free walk.

The situation is similar to Yan Qing, but it is different.

Most of the time, the two exchanged and controlled the body until Yan Qing returned, and he woke up from the sleep.

Yan Qing, who was reincarnated, was dead, and now his body is only an immortal Yan Qing.

Yan Qing frowned suddenly, "Are we all dead?"

Yan Xiuwen's expression flashed unnatural, "dead."

"Since I die, we are also reincarnated, why are we still here." Yan Qing stared at Yan Xiuwen firmly, looking at every action of him, every look changed.

She knew very well that if she was a ghost, she was reincarnated by a few souls, and she still stayed in the world. In the lack of the soul, whether she was or Yan Xiuwen, it would not be possible to maintain what it looks like today.

Unless ... after someone died, he used some way to move his hands and feet.

Yan Xiuwen didn't speak again.

Yan Qing had already guessed, "Are you doing it?"

Yan Xiuwen's thin lips tightly, and did not answer.

At this time, if you don't answer, it is the answer.
Chapter completed!