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Yi Qian only felt that he was falling downwards, falling from a high sky into an endless abyss, and that abyss seemed to never reach the bottom. He was waiting for the moment when his body would be smashed to pieces, but there was no end.

He opened his blood-colored eyes, trying to see the face of the man in the cloak not far away from him, but he could only see a bottomless black hole.

In a trance, he seemed to hear someone talking in his ear, with a soft and evil voice, covering his mouth and chuckling.

"You actually came out of hell..."

"If you want to pass here, you can drink the soup from my slave's house, but if you really want to remember it, it's okay..."

"When you see him again..."

When you see him again.

The sound gradually drifted away. He bowed and knelt in the soil, and he couldn't hear anything else except the roar.

Lu Zhaoli was beside him, and seemed to want to wake him up.Yi Qian found that there was anxiety and worry in his eyes, and it was no longer as calm as Gu Bo was a long, long time ago.

That's what a person should be like.

"Yiqian! How are you?"

He felt as if a century had passed, with figures flickering in his mind, and those past events hidden in the boxes of passing years, faded like old photos.

But he really didn't want to forget, he really shouldn't forget.

Pushing away Lu Zhaoli, Yi Qian stood up slowly, even though his knees were still trembling, even though he still couldn't see clearly what was in front of him.

"Then you, do you remember me?"

Yi Qian looked at the black shadow and asked him in a cold voice, the tone was exactly the same as before.

Soi Ying asked Lu Zhaoli the same way before, "Shangyuan, don't you recognize me?"

If a person has no memory, that experience is considered to be in vain.

Hei Ying was silent for a moment, rolled up his sleeves indifferently, and answered him: "I never remember characters like ants."

Yi Qian's pupils shrank suddenly, and his breath was trapped in his chest, but Lu Zhaoli couldn't understand it for a while.

This black shadow was powerful, and he didn't know his identity, but he didn't think there was anything to worry about, but looking at the current situation, Yi Qian actually knew him.

The most interesting thing is that this shadow also knows him.

There are many pieces that cannot be put together.

Over there, Yi Qian couldn't hold back any longer. He summoned the Soul Eater, swiped his footsteps backwards, and shot it out the next moment.Lu Zhaoli figured out his intention and wanted to stop him.

"You can't beat him!"

But how could Yiqian let go of such a good opportunity.

With a wave of the Soul Eater stick, the black shadow that was standing there suddenly disappeared and appeared ten steps away.

"Although I don't know why you want to kill me, you'd better have some self-knowledge. Even if King Yan can't do anything to me, you'd better not take it upon yourself."

"Huh?" Yi Qian paused, as if hearing the best joke in the world, and glanced at the black shadow, with a different evil spirit in his eyes.

"I don't know how many years have passed..." Yi Qian touched his eyes, "But Maling Mountain, you will not forget it?"

Lu Zhaoli folded his arms and looked at the two of them, but he didn't want to care about it.

"It turned out to be you..." Hei Ying seemed to have finally found out his dusty memories, but after he finished speaking, he seemed to look at Lu Zhaoli behind Yi Qian from a long distance away.

"I don't have time to play with you... But since we are old friends, we will definitely meet again." Heiying stretched out his hand, looked at the illusion that had almost dissipated, his voice became more and more empty, and finally a gust of wind blew past him, as if to blow his whole body The figures were blown away.

"How could it be?" Yi Qian exclaimed, and hurried forward to investigate, but unfortunately there was really no breath left.

"That's not his real body, it might be a split phantom." Lu Zhaoli walked to him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked him up and down for a long time.

Yi Qian took back the Soul Eater irritably, and the black shadow disappeared for no reason. He was not in a very good mood.

"You just now..." Lu Zhao left the conversation, looked at Yi Qian who bowed his head, his eyes were full of inquiry, but he covered it up well, "You seemed uncomfortable just now."

He changed his tone.

Yi Qian turned around and spared him, walked not far away, picked up the jacket he had left behind, put it on, fastened the last button, and found that Lu Zhaoli was still staring at him.

"Maybe hypoglycemia, a little dizzy." Yi Qian replied with a calm expression, so Lu Zhaoli couldn't fault it.

"Cough!" Lu Zhaoli covered his mouth and coughed, and suddenly took a step forward.

Yi Qian was taken aback by his actions and forgot to back away for a moment.

The faces of the two were so close that Yi Qian could even feel Lu Zhaoli's breath, which made his eyelashes tremble, "Is it really just a dizziness?"

"Then what?"

"Do you know the person just now?"

"do not know."

Facing Lu Zhaoli's question, Yi Qian's answer was both straightforward and candid.

Lu Zhaoli suddenly stopped asking.He pursed his lips, stepped back a little, and turned to go down the mountain.

"Then let's go back."

Yi Qian couldn't believe that he just let him off like this, he thought he would press him again, but now he was so upset, maybe he told the truth in a hurry.

He didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed.

After catching up with Lu Zhaoli, he returned to Liuheshui the same way, and Ji Feng was still saying goodbye to Luo Rusu.

Yi Qian decided to give them one last bit of time, after sending all the living souls of the day to the underworld, it would be Luo Rusu's turn, and Ji Feng also followed the two on the journey of collecting souls.

It's just that except for Luo Rusu, he can't see other ghosts.

Come to the end.

"Xiaofeng, you have to study hard, don't be mischievous, don't bully your classmates, let alone contradict your teacher!"

"Mom, how old am I!" Ji Feng was a little embarrassed, but he heard someone behind him seeming to hold back his laughter. Thinking that he had indeed bullied his classmates, he immediately had nothing to say.

"You have to eat on time, take good care of your body, exercise more, and, have you gone to high school? Well, there is no puppy love!"

"Mom!" Ji Feng finally blushed.

"Mom, think again, what else should I tell you..."

Luo Rusu lost her voice, and just looked at Ji Feng quietly, from eyebrows to lips, from hair tips to ears, from head to toes, she couldn't finish it, couldn't get enough of it.

Yi Qian has seen a lot of the process of farewell, there are thousands of different ways, but there is only one point of "reluctant", which seems to never change.

"The world says mother is the most nagging creature, why do I think you have nothing to say to me?" Ji Feng stood in front of Luo Rusu, without the thorns all over his body, he was a big boy loved by his mother.Although it was in a complaining tone, his eyes were filled with crystal tears, which he quickly wiped away, so he might have missed a glance at Luo Rusu.

"Yeah, why don't you have anything to say?" Luo Rusu also smiled, approached a little closer, and raised his hand to touch his face, but in vain, "I just want to see you, such a tall Xiaofeng, Really in the blink of an eye." She held out her hand and gestured.

"Mom, don't worry, I am no longer the kid who couldn't protect myself. I can earn money by myself, and I can study hard to get into the school I want to go to. I am only 15 years old, and all bad luck is gone. It's over, and it will only get better and better in the future." Ji Feng straightened his body, as if reassuring her.

"Don't worry." He repeated.

Luo Rusu left anyway. Before he knew about the underworld, Yi Qian didn't believe that people would have a new life. After knowing about the existence of the underworld... In fact, there was nothing comforting about it. If you die, you will die. Even if you are reincarnated, you are not the same person.

It's just... what if the past is not forgotten?

Yi Qian stared at Huangquan Road, then suddenly raised his head and glanced over Ji Feng, who was in a daze. He looked at Lu Zhaoli, who was standing in the shadows against the wall.

"I walk along this road, can I go to the underworld?"

Lu Zhaoli became interested, "Do you want to go to the underworld?"

Yi Qian nodded.

"Of course it's fine. You're an underworld soldier, so there's no reason why you can't go home." Lu Zhaoli said with a smile.

"But..." Lu Zhaoli's expression suddenly became dark, "If you go back, logically, you should go directly to hell."

"Hell?" Yi Qian rolled his eyes, put away Huangquan Road, and walked to his side, "Could it be that I committed some heinous crime in my previous life?"

"The karma of a person's life is recorded in the book of the underworld, and the judges will judge according to the book of death...you, it is a small mistake made by the underworld, and you should have atone for your sins in hell." Lu Zhao Li scratched his head.

Yi Qian didn't expect that Lu Zhaoli didn't talk about him this time, and was a little surprised.

After being surprised, he tentatively asked: "The Ming Book, is there any possibility that something might go wrong?"

Lu Zhaoli glanced at him, "It's not a man-made record, it's the way of heaven, how could something go wrong?"

"Really?" Yi Qian sighed softly, and muttered to himself, "I thought I was such a kind person, and I must have been a good person in my previous life."

Lu Zhaoli was stunned for a moment, Yi Qian noticed his astonishment, and asked him with a smile: "What's wrong?"

"Haha, I almost thought I was the one who said that." Lu Zhaoli shook his head, and punched him, "Why are you so shameless today?"

"Are you admitting that you are shameless in disguise?" Yi Qian raised his eyebrows.

Now Lu Zhaoli was even more astonished, he really felt that Yi Qian was a little different today.

You come and go, the game between the two ended in Lu Zhaoli's failure.Seeing Lu Zhaoli leave, Yi Qian suppressed his smile and walked to Ji Feng beside him.

Only then did Ji Feng regain his senses, his eyes were still red, and when Luo Rusu left, he erected the thorns all over his body again.However, under Yi Qian's direct gaze, he was more or less restrained.

"Brother Yi..."

"You still call me like that?" Yi Qian was a little surprised.

"Is it not possible?" Ji Feng asked him back with a heavy nasal voice.

Yi Qian smiled gently, "Of course."

"But I have something to ask you." Putting his smile away, Yi Qian took a step forward and stood beside him so that Ji Feng could only see his side face. ,What do you think?"

Ji Feng looked at him quietly, and said for a while, "I think that's a bit too cheap."

When Yi Qian returned home, it was already one o'clock in the morning, and the door of the bedroom inside was ajar. Yi Rongrong slept soundly and did not notice him coming back.

He didn't turn on the light, sat on the sofa and quickly adapted to the darkness, touched his trouser pockets, the things he just bought at the 24-hour convenience store lay safely in his pockets.

He took out the lighter, opened the brand new cigarette case, and took out a cigarette from it. Suddenly, a cluster of small flames appeared in the darkness, and then turned into a red dot.

Yi Qian exhaled smoke, leaned back, and couldn't hide a smile from the corner of his mouth.

He sighed softly: "She's right, if you have the ability, you can't waste it in vain..."

Then he stubbed out his cigarette and turned back to his bedroom.

Later, Mo Tinghang told them that Ji Limin, that scumbag, kept arguing during the first trial, but suddenly changed his tone one day and confessed to the crime. Sore legs, sore neck.

The doctor checked and found no problems, and he was sure that he was not mentally ill. Although the detention center was not feudal and superstitious, he felt that he had suffered retribution.

Hearing what Mo Tinghang said, Yi Qian and Ji Feng rarely looked at each other and smiled.

But that's all for later.