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On the banks of the Neihe River in Wangchuan, the underworld, at 35:[-].

"You shouldn't think too much about it."

After a long time, Ying Long who was silent beside him finally spoke.

"I know, when I was a child." Song Yangle let out a breath, shrugged, and made a loose smile on his face: "After all, I 'didn't know what the other party was going to do', 'even if I didn't fight back I will be greedy,', 'I also sorted out all other soul|souls in a mess' and so on... I have heard more or less of these sayings when I grow up; but..."

"--I know."

However, before he finished speaking, Ying Long interrupted him lightly, and then looked at him calmly under his slowly becoming stunned eyes:

"I know it all."

***

The upper floors of the hotel in City C in the Human World.

"...So, the reason why he imprisoned ghost|souls and wanted to cultivate immortals was because he wanted to separate the shattered spirit|soul fragments from that fierce|ghost and other ghosts|souls, but..." ate " Qiongqi, who is uneducated, got stuck again when he said this, and couldn't figure it out: "What does this have to do with what kind of research he does?"

"You really are..." Ao Ye was speechless for a while, and after taking a breath, he asked in a relatively understandable way: "Do you know the Fengshui instruments that have been hot recently?"

"I know," Qiongqi, as the anchor, is no stranger to this new invention that breaks through the boundaries of old people|gods and "breaks feudalism|superstition" and spreads all over the Internet: "They are still playing in my live broadcast." There are memes everywhere on the screen. There are also many fans complaining that because of this, they lost their jobs again..."

"That instrument," Ao Ye cut off his words, holding a cup of coffee and looking down: "It was made based on Liu Haojun's research paper."

"'Liu Haojun'...?...!" Qiongqi's memory flashed, and he remembered the connection between this name and the protagonist of the incident, and then he was startled: "You mean, it's Song Yangle...?!"

"Yes." Ao Ye clinked her cup with the back of her hand.

"He...?!" The lack of knowledge of modern technology made Qiong Qi at a loss for how to express it.

Fortunately, Ao Ye easily understood what he meant: "Because theology is useless, in order to find a way to separate soul fragments, he threw himself into the arms of science, trying to obtain a method to distinguish the difference between particles..."

"...!!" Qiongqi was startled: "And he really did it..."

"No." Ao Ye raised her hand, dipped her lips in coffee, raised her eyes slightly: "He failed."

"...How?! It's not all inventions..."

"Between particles..." Ao Ye put the coffee on the table and stroked her fingertips lightly: "It's like human beings and inanimate objects—you mean, even in our eyes, is there a big difference between them?"

"...big." Qiongqi had to admit the difference, "failed...that's why he...?"

"Yes...with the level of technological development of human beings, if there is no accident, within 200 years, this kind of difference blockade cannot be broken through with technology - what we see with our 'eyes' is different from the 'normal' 'eyes' of this world What he sees is not the same; even if he can see and touch this difference, other instruments and human eyes cannot see it, and even microscopic experiments cannot be carried out.”

Lowering his upper eyelids, Ao Ye took in the street scene below: "The further you go down, the more you know that the future is not optimistic... So, rather than saying that he is overwhelmed by money|money and power in the human world, it is better to say It was he who knew that the road ahead was hopeless, and he could no longer go on.”

Qiongqi whispered: "That's why he returned to 'our' world..."

"It's not necessarily that he took the initiative first." Ao Ye stopped him from continuing to diverge.

"...?"

"Remember what we mentioned at the beginning," Ao Ye raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes flickering: "How coincidental is the timing of Yinglong's hiring?"

"...!"

***

Underworld Wangchuan Neihe.

"I know it all."

Ying Long faced the opposite black|color|color|color|eyes with fluctuating light in his pupils, without any expression on his face: "I knew it from the very beginning."

"It was I who made the decision to let Xuanwu leave after you were 12 years old and leave you to grow up by yourself."

"...,...!"

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