When Tang's gentle voice sounded, Song Yuanqing immediately restrained the fluctuations in his heart and said, "Oh, it's nothing. ”

After the hypnosis of Officer Sean, Song Yuanqing understood that the secret of his soul reincarnation may be known by the world.

At this moment, Song Yuanqing was anxious to take one last look at his family of three, but Tang was still here, and he had to find a way to get rid of her.

Suddenly, he remembered that he had just obtained the memory of Officer Sean, and there were various methods and techniques of hypnosis, and he hummed a tune softly.

This is a lullaby, and Song Yuanqing feels that it is most appropriate for Tang to still sleep here and go out by himself.

"Hey, what kind of tune are you humming, it sounds so comfortable!" said Don, still sitting on the edge of the bed.

Song Yuanqing smiled and looked at Tang Yi's eyes, humming a lullaby more and more, his eyes caught Tang Yi's eyes, and began to use eye hypnosis.

Seeing that Tang Yan's eyes were slowly losing focus, Song Yuanqing said softly: "You are sleepy now, you need to sleep for a while, and wait for me to wake you up again." ”

Tang was still listening, his body slowly lying on the edge of the bed, and the person was already asleep.

Song Yuanqing didn't have time to rejoice that the hypnosis was effective, so he felt the feeling of being connected to his own kind when he was hypnotized by Officer Sean just now.

Then, another stream of information entered his memory.

Song Yuanqing didn't understand that not only was his soul reincarnated, but he also had some kind of soul ability, so that he could obtain other people's memory information.

It's just that I don't have time to think about what information I got now, and the top priority is to hurry to the funeral home in Dongcheng, otherwise I won't be able to catch up.

Song Yuanqing pulled out the needle in his hand and saw that he was wearing a hospital gown, obviously he couldn't leave like this.

After looking around, he got up and opened the cabinet next to him, and sure enough, he found the clothes and some items of Tang Chuan, the former owner of the body.

Fortunately, I saw that there was a lot of cash in the wallet, as well as a few bank cards, and the corresponding memories immediately surfaced.

Only then did Song Yuanqing notice that those memories that entered his soul should be triggered in this way, as long as he saw or thought of the corresponding person or object, he could touch the corresponding memory.

didn't think much about it, Song Yuanqing quickly changed into a white shirt, a pair of navy blue trousers, and a pair of leather shoes.

found a mobile phone in the cupboard, so he skillfully held it in his hand, looked at Tang Yi, who was sleeping on the side of the bed, quietly opened the door and left, and closed the door tightly with his backhand.

Walking out of the gate of the hospital, Song Yuanqing hurriedly stopped a taxi and rushed to the funeral home in Dongcheng.

When I got off the bus at the door of the funeral home, I saw a lot of Chinese and some media reporters, obviously the families of the victims of this terrorist attack became the targets of media reporters.

"Hello, I'm a reporter from BBD, are you a family member of the victim? What do you think about this terrorist attack?" a voice recorder stretched out in front of Song Yuanqing.

"Terrorists deserve to die!" Song Yuanqing glared at the reporter coldly and said.

Looking at the direction of the funeral home, Song Yuanqing felt a strange feeling, and immediately pushed away the reporter and walked inside.

The reporter uncle seemed to have just come back to his senses from Song Yuanqing's cold eyes at this time, what kind of person is this? How could he have such a terrible feeling?

When he looked around, he couldn't find Song Yuanqing.

At this time, Song Yuanqing had already walked towards a hall not far away, and as soon as he entered the funeral parlor connected to the cemetery, Song Yuanqing could feel something strange, which was a very mysterious feeling, and he could even confirm where the remains of his family of three were.

When Song Yuanqing walked towards the farewell hall, he felt as if he had a magnet, and those strange things were actually attracted into his body, and an inexplicable coolness came into his mind.

Song Yuanqing intuitively felt that these things were related to the soul, because although there were not many things inhaled into the body, it could make him feel a sense of growth, which was ...... Is the soul growing?

It was a very mysterious feeling, but Song Yuanqing didn't care about the experience, but came to the door of the hall in a few steps.

Then, at a glance, he saw three ice coffins in the hall, and his family of three was lying inside, and at this moment Song Yuanqing seemed to be out of his body again.

The cold body in front of him made him no longer have illusions, his body was dead, but his soul survived.

Song Yuanqing couldn't feel anything strange from the three bodies, obviously the soul had already dissipated, and it should be this moment when heaven and man were separated forever.

The bodies were obviously all retouched and seemed to be very peaceful, but seeing his daughter's small body and his wife Ruoxue's cold appearance without a trace of life, Song Yuanqing's heart was suddenly full of holes.

Thinking of the real culprit behind this ending, Song Yuanqing's empty eyes refocused, as if the soul that had just come out of the body had returned to the body.

Suddenly a voice sounded above his head, "Excuse me, ...... are you?"

Song Yuanqing realized that he was already sitting next to the ice coffin at some point. Looking up, it was his father-in-law, Su Xiangdong, who obviously had a lot of gray hair between his temples, his eyes were full of red silk, and his face looked very haggard.

It is conceivable that the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person is not something that ordinary people can understand.

However, although his soul survived, he was in another body, and he met his father-in-law and others and did not know each other.

Song Yuanqing hurriedly got up, covered up his abrupt behavior, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's rude! I'm a friend of Brother Song, we were together when the explosion happened, and he saved me." So I ......"

I don't know why, Su Xiangdong felt that this young man looked a little close, and said clearly: "Oh, Yuan Qing is indeed a warm-hearted person. Since we are friends, thank you for coming to see us off. ”

There were two women standing near the ice coffin, one of them was crying endlessly, it was her mother-in-law Xu Liyun, and it was her mother-in-law's sister Xu Lijie who was supporting her, and she was also comforting her sister with tears on her face at this time.

Mother-in-law has a bad heart, this time the blow must be very big, Song Yuanqing is a little worried that she will fall ill.

Song Yuanqing walked to the front of the ice coffin, his body was short, he knelt in front, and looked at the photo of his family of three in front of him, which should have been brought by his parents-in-law from home.

I never thought that one day I would see off my family, and this feeling made Tang Chuan feel indescribably awkward and heartbroken.

After he bowed his head and folded his head, he bowed to the ground, and stood up and took a deep look at his family in the ice coffin, the sadness in his heart was a little unbearable, and he was even more sorry for his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions, and Song Yuanqing was afraid of arousing suspicion, so he left the number of the mobile phone to his father-in-law, explained that he had something to find him, and then turned around and strode away.