Cold body, serious occasion, silent atmosphere.

Zhou Yi's heart was beating wildly, and he felt a sense of tension that was difficult to describe in words. Even if this person's death had nothing to do with him... He was still nervous.

Humans are social animals, which may be caused by empathy.

If you concentrate your spiritual energy on your eyes, you can see the part of your head, and a faint black aura lingers.

This is the ultimate obsession that humans have developed during the strong emotional fluctuations and are dying!

The soul dissipated, but the obsession remained, and remained in this world.

However, the intensity of this obsession is far from enough to become a real "thought". Even if Zhou Yi's current spiritual energy intensity is not too high, it is enough to dispel it.

Under the action of spiritual energy, the black air mass slowly turned into a white mist and dissipated in the air.

A cold force was passed down to my mind along the tips of my fingers.

He frowned slightly. This was the price that must be borne to repel obsession.

I could faintly feel what this young man was thinking at the last moment.

Maybe because he knew that killing someone would pay for his life, it was natural to kill him. When he died, Xiao Xu did not have too strong resentment. He was just regretting that he killed someone impulse.

It would have been great if there was room left at that time...at most it would only be closed for a few years and would not be sentenced to death.

The only thing I feel guilty about is my mother. The white-haired man gives black hair. The biggest tragedy on earth, and the cute sister will never see her brother again...

Maybe in a few years, if my sister finds her husband, she will forget herself... This is also a good thing. Girls always want to get married. As for herself, she will die, if she forgets, she will forget.

I recalled that when I was in junior high school, I was always playful, didn’t study hard, and was often scolded.

My mother scolded him fiercely, saying that he could not get into high school, so he could only go to work in the factory, with no future, and stayed in the countryside all his life! But at that time, he was not sensible and was still playful. It was his greatest happiness to escape to surf the Internet at night.

In the third year of junior high school, Xiao Xu learned about Mother's Day for the first time.

The teacher taught them that the second Sunday of May is Mother's Day, and they want to buy a carnation for their mothers.

It was not until he entered society that he realized his mother's difficulties, but he seemed to have never given carnations. After all, he was a shy person.

"Mom...Mom..."

"I would have worked harder."

This was Xiao Xu's last obsession when he died. For some reason, at the moment before his death, he actually wanted to study hard and improve every day.

This was something Zhou Yi never expected.

"Is this the last obsession... When a person is about to die, his words are good."

What a pity, I could have become a good person.

"I have accepted your obsession."

Zhou Yi sighed in his heart, and moved his palm and closed his eyes that had not yet been closed.

The corpse is so cold that it is different from the cold in the conventional sense. It is a coldness that loses hope and the coldness that leads to the end of life.

The ancient stone slabs in the space of consciousness should have absorbed some obsessions, but they may not have one, and now is not the time to confirm.

But even if you absorb some obsessions, it will not make people happy.

There were so many inspectors at the scene, as well as Old Man Li at the Golden Seal level, not seeing any abnormalities, which also made Zhou Yi feel a little relieved, indicating that the power of the stone slab is very obscure, and ordinary people really can't see that the remaining obsession was absorbed by the stone slab.

He turned around and said to everyone, "Everyone, there is no problem. The prisoner has confirmed his death and his obsession has dissipated. It is some regrets left over, and there is no special place."

"Thank you." Wang Zhengfa nodded.

After all the inspectors confirmed that the criminal died, they handed over some procedures and quickly left in a hurry.

If any family members are willing to pick up the bodies, they will be returned to the family members; if no family members are willing to do so, they will be cremated as soon as possible.

Wang Zhengfa walked forward, put a piece of white cloth on him, and then called a staff member from the West Institute to push the body into the morgue.

He sighed softly. He had seen more of this kind of thing, a little numb, but not completely numb. After thinking about it, he took out a recorder from the drawer, and while walking forward, he played an old song - "Farewell".

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass is green and the sky."

"The evening breeze blows the willows and the sound of the flute is gone, and the sunset is outside the mountains..."

The low-dumb male voice just confirmed the title of the song and was saying goodbye to Xiao Xu.

The autumn wind blows, and the fallen leaves are colorful. Several wide sycamore leaves fall on the white cloth with the cold wind.

A staff member dusted the fallen leaves on the ground.

The sunset in the distance is slowly setting. Every tree on the hillside is like a fire of heaven. The trunks and leaves are irradiated by the sunset.

This is the last sublimation of the trees before winter comes!

The fallen leaves were all dead.

Once winter comes, it becomes bare and nothing else.

But in the coming year, there will still be spring!

When the scene was touched by the scene, Zhou Yi suddenly had a sense of enlightenment!

There is a soul in this world, and at this moment, he saw the soul!

Red, white, red and white, green, blue, accompanied by the withering of leaves, the so-called "spirit" is also dissipating... The red leaves are falling, the white clouds are still there, and the blue sky is vast, and who can last forever?

The mysterious and mysterious feeling came from this kind of perception, just paused for a second, and it was like lightning flashing across the sky!

But this second is enough.

Zhou Yi almost forgot to breathe, and the wind blew, and the fallen leaves rustled.

Deep in my mind, it seemed like something had been opened up, and inspiration was pouring out like a spring!

This strange feeling seems to have never felt before.

Under the strong emotional fluctuations, a flame appeared in my heart, growing rapidly!

"Huh? I've had an epiphany?" Old Comrade Li Xianfeng, not far away, took a sip of wine, noticed Zhou Yi's spiritual power fluctuations, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "It's so good to be young... I feel something when I die."

"It's great that I haven't seen it."

"As old as I am, I have no sense of it... I die as if a chicken died, alas! Now, it's so boring. I am old and have no passion at all!" Old Man Li muttered in his mouth, and while he was envious, he was a little jealous.

Thinking of this, he took another sip of wine, "Bah, why is this wine so sour! I, Lao Li, is that good at jealousy?!"

After a while, he murmured again: "I actually realized..."

Isn’t Xiao Zhou not talented? Isn’t he already 20 years old? He is not young at the age of 20. Could it be... he misunderstood?

Li Xianfeng grabbed his neck, envious of Zhou Yi's epiphany.
Chapter completed!