The sudden explosion, the wife, daughter and himself who fell in a pool of blood, the strange space, the strange purple stone tablet, rolled together in Song Yuanqing's consciousness.

Even if Song Yuanqing's 35 years of life have all kinds of complicated experiences, it has never been as weird and bizarre as it is today.

Song Yuanqing stood on the platform and shouted loudly: "Is there anyone? Ruoxue, Xinyuan, are you there?"

There was not even an echo in the space, Song Yuanqing knew that his entry here must have something to do with the purple stele in front of him, he stepped forward, looked up at the stele that was far higher than himself, and reached out to touch it.

It was strange to find that his hand seemed to be illusory, and he couldn't touch the purple stele at all!

At this time, on the misty void, in the purple light, countless white, objects of various shapes fell like snowflakes, and as far as Song Yuanqing could see, the platform under his feet was extending!

These falling objects were like bricks and stones, and in the blink of an eye, a new platform was built.

The purple light was still radiating, and it no longer made Song Yuanqing feel dazzling, but made him feel very pure and close.

A condensed feeling spread out in the bottom of his heart, making Song Yuanqing feel as if he had integrated into the platform under his feet, and then, countless memory pictures flashed as if they had been in a movie, making him feel dizzy for a moment.

Song Yuanqing shook his head, what did he see? There were so many scenes, classrooms and books, mountain villages, Taoist temples, recurring characters, recurring rooms......

Wait a minute, there was a picture of a certain character looking in the mirror, such a familiar face!

Where have I definitely seen this face, such a childish face. I remembered it, it was that Chinese boy!

Strange, why that Chinese teenager?

What happened to him? Years of experience on the verge of life and death made Song Yuanqing suddenly calm down.

The explosion will definitely happen! I should have been affected by the explosion, which means that there is more luck than luck.

Thinking of this, Song Yuanqing felt a heart-rending pain.

Is there really a soul after death? Is it true that I am in a soul state, and this is also a space where my soul is placed?

So, will my wife and daughter also come here? I can see the Chinese teenager, and I should be able to see them too.

Song Yuanqing hurriedly searched for it on the platform, and then found that the platform had grown a lot bigger, and it should have doubled on the basis of the size it had just been, and now it was almost 11 square meters.

While he was thinking about how to find his wife and daughter, the purple light suddenly disappeared.

The endless darkness engulfed him in an instant, and Song Yuanqing struggled involuntarily, not knowing how long he struggled in the darkness.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a ray of light, and he rushed towards it.

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A sharp pain came, making Song Yuanqing couldn't help but snort, this kind of severe pain was something he had experienced when he was injured on a mission in the army.

Song Yuanqing opened his heavy eyelids and found himself sitting on a hospital bed.

"Oh, you're awake, why are you sitting up?" A gentle voice sounded, and Song Yuanqing saw that there was a young girl beside the bed.

A thin melon seed face, without powder, refreshing and plain face to the sky, eyebrows like a crescent moon, nose like a hanging gall, cherry mouth, a little jade teeth in the smile, and small dimples in the cheeks.

Why is this beautiful girl so familiar? But Song Yuanqing couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

"How did I live?" Song Yuanqing was a little confused for a while, he just accepted that he was dead and became a soul, how could he open his eyes and live again?

Could it be a dream? Song Yuanqing raised his hand and pinched his thigh.

Hiss, it hurts!

Song Yuanqing suddenly became ecstatic, if he didn't die, his wife and daughter might not have died either, otherwise how could he not find them in the soul space.

"Which ward are my wife and daughter in?" Song Yuanqing had already seen that this should be a hospital at this time, and he lifted the thin sheet and was about to get out of bed.

"Hey, don't move, lie down quickly! What nonsense are you talking about? How old are you, where are your wives and daughters?" the girl next to the bed stopped Song Yuanqing and said angrily.

He turned back to the nurse standing at the end of the bed and said, "Go and tell Dr. Sainz that my brother is awake." ”

Song Yuanqing listened to the girl's words, only felt a shock in his mind, countless memory pictures quickly emerged in his mind, Song Yuanqing suddenly understood that the pictures he saw on the platform in the soul space were all memories of a person.

This person named Tang Chuan turned out to be the owner of this body!

Could it be that his soul was reincarnated in this boy after his death?

Suddenly, Song Yuanqing remembered that he was in mid-air, and saw the purple light emitted from the boy's body, and then a powerful attraction came, and he entered that strange soul space.

It seems that he is really dead, but his soul is reborn in the boy's body, but what about the boy's soul? Could it be that the boy also died at that time?

But why was his body still able to reincarnate his soul?

"Xiaochuan, Xiaochuan......" The girl's call made Song Yuanqing suddenly wake up, and at this time he already knew why he was familiar with the girl, and he had already seen the girl in those memory pictures.

"Xiaochuan, I am your sister, although I am not related by blood, but legally speaking, I am your sister, I can't have that kind of affection for you!"

......

The girl's name is Tang Yi, she was brought by Tang Chuan's stepmother, and she is Tang Chuan's cheap sister.

Memories of Tang Yi came flooding back, this Tang Chuan actually fell in love with this sister who was not related by blood, and confessed before, but he was scolded by Tang Zhen, and he couldn't see that this gentle girl had such a pungent side.

Song Yuanqing said: "I want to go to the bathroom!"

Tang was still stunned, and said with a slightly red face: "You have a urinary catheter, do you want to ......?"

Song Yuanqing was anxious to verify his thoughts, and nodded: "Yes, I want to be on the tuba." ”

Tang still hurriedly called another nurse to help Song Yuanqing remove the urinary catheter. After a lot of chaos, Tang still helped Song Yuanqing into the bathroom, but was immediately driven out by Song Yuanqing.

Closing the door, Song Yuanqing stared at the face of the thin young man in the mirror, and for a while sadness came from it, he was really dead, and Tang Chuan was also dead. Doesn't that mean that the wife and daughter, who are closer to the location of the bomb truck than the two of them, are also very likely to die?

"No, my wife and daughter won't die! We still have a lot of good days to live. Xinyuan hasn't grown up yet, and Ruoxue is still thinking about changing to a house with an elevator to make it easier for her father to enter and exit. And ......"

The person in the mirror stared at his red eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks, his hands propped up on the side of the sink, and his body trembled slightly.

"Ogawa, are you alright? Dr. Sainz is here to examine you. Two more police officers came to you to find out what was going on. Don's voice rang out outside.