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The incident at the hot pot restaurant had just happened, and another news came out.

Last night, the No. 17 bus going to Yunda exploded, killing 8 people on the spot. The scope of the explosion involved nearby vehicles, resulting in 5 serious injuries and [-] minor injuries.

It was another serious accident, and the police were severely understaffed.

In just one week, two major casualties occurred. There were no man-made traces found on the scene. They all seemed to be accidents, but the cause of the accidents could not be found.

Whether it is all the equipment of the hot pot restaurant or the various safety hazards of the bus, there is no problem.

There is a lot of discussion on the Internet, and there are various voices, saying that it is retribution, that terrorists are retaliating against society, and that it is haunted.

Gao Ling and Zhang Xiao are in the dormitory, they both like to run outside on weekdays, but now they dare not.

They almost got on this bus that night, if it wasn't for Yan Qing's video call to ask them to help bring something, so they didn't pay attention to the bus and missed that bus, otherwise they would have to Lived in the cemetery.

I brushed shoulders with the god of death twice, and I was afraid of death in my heart.

It's not always so lucky, so I think it's safest to stay in the dormitory.

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

At this evening, the two ordered a small takeaway hot pot, and were going to eat it while watching a drama. Seeing that Yan Qing was about to go out with his bag, he immediately stopped her, "Where are you going?"

"Have a meal."

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

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

Gao Ling and Zhang Xiao still wanted to persuade, but Yan Qing had already left the house.

...

As night fell, Yan Qing went to the vicinity of the hot pot restaurant first. After finding that the bell in the satchel on his body did not respond, he turned to the place where the bus exploded.

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

Yan Xiuwen was dressed in a black coat, standing there, cordoned off quietly around, no one was around.

Yan Qing hid behind the bus stop sign next to him, quietly watching the scene in front of him, and saw a green fire light slowly ignited from Yan Xiuwen's hand, and the moment the fire ignited, there was nowhere to hide the evil spirit around .

Yan Qing's head sank when he heard those voices screaming in his ears.

In less than a moment, Yan Xiuwen withdrew his hand, and when he turned around, his dark eyes met Yan Qing behind the bus stop sign.

Yan Qing stood where he was, without moving, knowing that Yan Xiuwen had found him, so he didn't speak.

I came here to find the ghosts of the dead, obviously Yan Xiuwen's purpose was the same, but there was only residual evil spirit here.

The soul of the deceased disappeared out of thin air, leaving only resentment and evil spirit, unable to reincarnate.

Looking at each other, Yan Xiuwen walked towards this side, his eyes were firmly locked on Yan Qing, until he stood in front of her and raised his hand...

"Do you want to clear my memory again?"

Yan Qing's voice sounded cold, and even the eyes that looked at Yan Xiuwen were stained with frost.

At this time, she finally confirmed that the person who told her to be careful was Yan Xiuwen in front of her.

Ever since he came to Yuncheng, he has been by her side, hiding his identity, while erasing some of his memories, time and time again, when she remembered, he sealed up his memories.

Yan Xiuwen's raised hand froze in the air, looking at the little girl in front of him who was beginning to be wary of him, he suddenly couldn't move.

She clearly knows that if her memory is not sealed in time, those previous memories will be retrieved by her bit by bit.

But looking at such strange eyes, he selfishly hopes that she can remember who he is.

But if he doesn't do this, he is afraid that he will remember everything after Yan Qing... knows everything, and then leave him...

But right now Yan Qing was so wary of himself, even if he wanted to do something, it would be difficult.

Yan Xiuwen could only put down his hands, his eyes softened a lot, but his voice was slightly hoarse, "How much do you remember?"

He selfishly felt that if he only thought of himself, it would be fine for the time being, as long as he couldn't think of anyone else.

Yan Qing pursed her red lips slightly, "I can't think of anything."

At this time, Yan Qing's tone was no longer the same as before, calling "Little Uncle" with a smile, it was very similar to the way the two confronted each other when they first met.

Yan Xiuwen's eyes darkened.

After a long while, Yan Qing's lips parted slightly, and in the silence of the night, he asked, "Who are you?"

"Yan Xiuwen... who else?"

Yan Qing originally guessed that he might be in the same situation as himself, but it seems to be different, there are two heartbeats in his body.

Yan Xiuwen was slightly taken aback, but he didn't expect that Yan Qing had already guessed this part.

"I am Yan Xiuwen."

Yan Qing pursed his lips tightly, and looked at Yan Xiuwen's heart, where there was a heartbeat, two completely different Yan Xiuwen.

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

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

Yan Xiuwen explained in a slow voice, "This body belongs to him. He is the reincarnation of my strands of spirit, and also my body."

"Unlike you, he didn't die, and has always been in this body."

For some reason, it was not possible to fuse, resulting in two consciousnesses.

"Yan Xiuwen" was born weak and sick, because he lacked a few strands of spirit, his body was not as healthy as ordinary people, and he also had heart problems. The doctor asserted that he would not live to be 28 years old.

So from the time he possessed this body, he maintained the fate of "Yan Xiuwen", and "Yan Xiuwen" provided himself with a body for him to walk freely.

The situation is similar to that of Yan Qing, but different.

Most of the time, the two appeared alternately, controlling their bodies until Yan Qing came back, waking up from his long sleep.

The reincarnated Yan Qing is already dead, and there is only one immortal Yan Qing in his current body.

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

Yan Xiuwen's expression flashed unnaturally, "Dead."

"Since we are dead and reincarnated, why are we still here?" Yan Qing stared at Yan Xiuwen firmly, watching his every movement and every change in his expression.

She knew very well that if she was a ghost, a few wisps of spirits were reincarnated and she still remained in the world. In the absence of spirits, neither she nor Yan Xiuwen could maintain the current appearance.

Unless...someone tampered with him in some way after his death.

Yan Xiuwen didn't speak for a long while.

Yan Qing had already guessed, "You did it?"

Yan Xiuwen pursed his thin lips tightly and did not answer.

At this time, no answer is the answer.

Yan Qing clenched her hands tightly into fists. She wanted to question Yan Xiuwen, but at this moment, she had complicated emotions and didn't want to say anything more to Yan Xiuwen...