Song Yuan cleared the door of the funeral parlor and strode along the road, near which is the cemetery connected to the funeral parlor, and the environment is quiet and peaceful.

Song Yuanqing stood up suddenly, looked back, and felt empty in his heart, the beloved who had been tied to him for many years was lost.

"Yuan Qing, you booked this tour of ten countries in Europe, how can it not be a week late, this final exam has just ended, and there are still a lot of things in the school. ”

"Yuan Qing, we are not at home, Dad's legs and feet are inconvenient, why don't you invite someone to take care of it temporarily." ”

"Yuanqing, the education here in Yilun is good, when Yuanyuan is older, let her come here to study. ”

"Dad, is there a lot of fog in the dungeon?"

"Dad, is Wei Niqian really in the water?"

......

Since the soul awakened in Tang Chuan's body, the emotions that had always been suppressed finally broke out, and Song Yuanqing slammed into the big tree next to the road.

The untrained immature fists were suddenly dripping with blood, and the vigorous movement pulled the wound on the chest, which cracked again, and blood oozed out of the white shirt.

Song Yuanqing suddenly squatted beside the tree, hugged his head and wailed, Song Yuanqing had never cried so bitterly in his life.

Since I was a child, I knew that I would be beaten when I cried. After being adopted by his father who was born in the military, what he heard the most was "men bleed without tears", and later when he joined the army, he understood the deep meaning of his father's words.

When his comrade-in-arms fell into his arms, he did not shed tears, but he angrily killed every enemy he saw, and even if he retired with the stain of killing prisoners, he never regretted it.

It wasn't until he met a girl named Su Ruoxue that Song Yuanqing didn't know what soft-heartedness was, and at the moment when he held his infant daughter for the first time, he understood what consummation was.

But all of this was shattered seven days ago.

On the way to the funeral home just now, Song Yuanqing had already read all the news about the terrorist attack on his mobile phone, and knew that it had been seven days since the incident.

Now not only Song Yuanqing's own family is gone, but his father-in-law and mother-in-law have no descendants, and his adoptive father and father are also alone.

Song Yuanqing thought that the middle-aged man named Masrafa caused all this ending, and for a while his empty heart seemed to be filled with some kind of emotion.

He stood up suddenly, but suddenly he was dizzy, and hurriedly reached out to hold the tree trunk, shook his head and smiled bitterly, this body is really weak.

It turned out to be a nerd who only knew how to study, but didn't know how to exercise. Thinking like this, some memories of Tang Chuan slowly emerged.

This Tang Chuan is really a scholar, especially very expert in computers, he wrote a good mobile phone APP in high school, and earned his first pot of gold.

Now that he has Tang Chuan's memory, does he also have the knowledge and skills he has mastered?

Song Yuanqing took out the mobile phone in his pocket, unlocked the fingerprint lock with his fingers, and skillfully called up a program in the mobile phone.

At this moment, Song Yuanqing was able to determine that he had really directly mastered the knowledge and skills in Tang Chuan's body memory.

But isn't Tang Chuan already dead and his soul has dissipated, so why is there still a memory left in his body? Doesn't his soul carry the memory? Could it be that it is also backed up in the body?

Unconsciously, Song Yuanqing integrated the computer knowledge of this body, and naturally used the computer knowledge to analyze his current soul condition.

Assuming that the human body is hardware, then the soul may be the operating system, and all kinds of knowledge and skills are the application software.

When a person dies, that is, the hardware is damaged, and the operating system will not work, but I don't know why my operating system is mirrored into Tang Chuan's hardware with the application software in it.

Tang Chuan's operating system was still damaged like ordinary people, but it left application software data and was fused by his own operating system.

Although the analogy is a bit far-fetched, it barely makes sense, and it can only be said that my operating system is very intelligent and awesome.

Or rather, it's the weird purple stone tablet in the soul space that is working, yes!

With Tang Chuan's background as a top student, his English must be very good, so it's no wonder that when he first woke up, he was able to understand Dr. Sainz's English.

When he thought of English, suddenly more English memories emerged, and Tang Chuan's face changed for a while.

"Oh my god, how can there be so many different fragments of English memory!"

Song Yuanqing couldn't help but exclaim, the pictures in his memory were very mottled and messy, there was nothing that could be coherent, these strange chaotic memories were obviously not a person's.

What happened? Could it be something strange that I had just absorbed at the funeral home?

Those strange things can make one's soul have a sense of growth, but the memory of knowledge or skills should not have such a feeling.

I didn't have this feeling of soul growth when I absorbed the knowledge and skills of Agent Sean before, so it shouldn't be caused by those strange things.

When did these mixed memories enter his soul?

It's a pity that I don't know how to enter the soul space again, and when I get there, I should be able to find out the reason.

The sound of a car horn woke Song Yuanqing up, and he looked back, and a sedan quickly overtook him.

Song Yuanqing looked at the sky, it seemed that it was not early, and he didn't know if any nurse would find the sleeping Tang Yi, so he still rushed back as soon as possible.

Thinking so, Song Yuanqing quickly called a taxi with the Uber software on his mobile phone, and it didn't take long for the car to come.

A white driver's uncle, when he saw Song Yuanqing getting into the car, showed a sympathetic expression on his face, and he didn't care if Song Yuanqing could speak English, so he said: "It's really unfortunate, this terrorist attack is the common sorrow of Yilun and Huaguo." Children, God will bless them. ”

Song Yuanqing said: "Thank you! They will all go to heaven, and those terrorists who regard ordinary people's lives as grass and mustard will go to hell." ”

From the conversation with the white driver's uncle, Song Yuanqing once again realized that he was using a body named Tang Chuan, which was just an 18-year-old boy.

Where is he at the age of 18? I have a comrade-in-arms relationship with my father, I have been in the army for a year, and I am gritting my teeth and wanting to join the special combat team.

For a while, the memories of those bloody training grounds and battlefields surfaced, but Song Yuanqing's eyes gradually filled with chills from the warmth of the memories.

Since he could be trained to be a battlefield butcher back then, he could naturally turn this scholarly body into a nightmare for terrorists.

Masrafa, wash your neck and wait for me!