How did I come back?

Lin Xiaotong endured the pain after the violent impact and sorted out his thoughts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The scene in the reincarnation division is still vivid, although it was Lin Tianze's personality that dominated him at that time, but he was still able to perceive everything at that time.

He also despaired that he would never get out again.

But inexplicably, when Lin Tianze drank Meng Po soup, he actually ...... It's back to the yang!

Could it be because of his own dual personality?

According to the supernatural saying, people have three souls and seven spirits, and once the body dies, the soul dies. So if you have a double personality, do you also have two souls? In the North Styx, he was drowned when he was completely suppressed, so it is likely that the soul that died is only Lin Tianze!

Looking at the first-aid equipment and pacemaker around him, he couldn't help but think that when the reincarnation division drank Meng Po soup, when Lin Tianze's soul suppression collapsed instantly, the soul was split into two, and the other soul must have been scattered, but it happened that the yang self was being first aided, and in this way, in the midst of the ghost's divine mission, he actually came back to life!

This is not a dream, I have thought about all the possibilities, and only this one can make sense. And he drank Meng Po soup with Lin Tianze, but he didn't lose his memory, so it is very likely that Lin Tianze's memory did not disappear either.

After experiencing such an experience, Lin Xiaotong was full of emotion, and the despair of begging for death before his death was completely covered up by the newly instilled worldview. Originally, I thought that if I died, everything would be over, but I didn't know that the death of this person was the beginning of another period of suffering, even if I entered reincarnation, this Meng Po soup would not work for me! This suffering is extraordinary, when others die, it is possible to go to the Three Realms to escape, and if they die, not only can they not go to the Upper Three Realms, but they will have to suffer thousands of torments in the Lower Three Realms and reincarnate for more than 3,000 lives! What is the concept of more than 3,000 lifetimes? Even if it is reincarnated for one day, it will be reincarnated for ten years!

Although he didn't know the situation of Hell Dao and Hungry Ghost Dao, Lin Xiaotong shuddered at the thought of turning into a pig to be slaughtered or a dog that could eat. Gently spreading his hands, Lin Xiaotong seriously felt the colors, sounds, smells, touches and independent thinking around him for the first time, only to realize that being reborn as a human being is such a deep happiness!

Alive! I've got to live anyway! Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. If I can't even do it, then I can only ask for an immortal eternal life. I, Lin Xiaotong, have been born for more than 20 years, except for the appearance of Lin Tianze, it can be said that this half of my life is with a clear conscience, why should I suffer ten thousand serious sins for the cause and effect of that hundred lifetimes ago! As long as you live, there is hope!

Lin Xiaotong didn't notice that at this time, Lin Tianze's ruthlessness had quietly integrated into his blood.

After clarifying his thoughts, Lin Xiaotong began to pay attention to everything around him.

I was in an ambulance that had flipped over, with a seat belt around my waist, and I fixed myself on a stretcher without being hit too hard. There were a few bleeding people lying in the car, and through the broken windows, you could see the light of the dawn and the quiet streets outside.

Gently moved his body.

Suck!

Lin Xiaotong gasped in pain, only feeling that his whole body seemed to have been run back and forth by the steamroller more than 20 times, and there was no pain!

No, I have to climb out!

Unfastened the seat belt on his body, Lin Xiaotong was about to climb out along the side door of the car, which was completely deformed, and at this moment, his eyes fell on the clothes of the dead emergency doctor next to him, where there was a bare wallet.

Lin Xiaotong thought for a while, grabbed the wallet, and slowly climbed out of the ambulance step by step.

As soon as I climbed out of the ambulance station and got up, I felt dizzy and almost fell headlong, a few sporadic passers-by outside the car were pointing at this side, and an aunt in a sanitation suit was listening to the phone talking to the microphone about the situation here. As soon as he saw that someone had crawled out, he immediately came forward and asked with concern, "Young man! You're alright! ”

Lin Xiaotong shook his head slightly, covered his face with one hand, quickened his steps, and limped into the distance.

"Hey, young man, don't go!"

Lin Xiaotong ignored the shouts from behind, and it didn't take long for him to disappear at the end of the street.

……

Lin Xiaotong walked faster and faster, and walked more and more urgently. Because he knew that he had killed Huang Mao, and it had been eight or nine hours now, and at this point in time, at least one-third of the police force in the city were looking for him, and maybe there would be more people looking for him in the underworld! And now all we have to do is think about how to run.

I touched two things on my body:

The key - do you want me to go home now and throw myself into the net?

ID card - taking it out is a dead end!

Throwing these two things in the nearest trash can, Lin Xiaotong took out the wallet he had just taken away, and when he opened it, he was pleasantly surprised, it was full of a stack of RMB! One count, eight hundred and sixty-five yuan.

After putting the money away, Lin Xiaotong also threw away his wallet. Glancing at his bloodstained clothes and pants, he turned around and went into a slum alley.

The alleys of this slum have several characteristics: first, the houses are short, most of them are bungalows or small buildings; The second is that the east slope of the trail turns westward, extending in all directions, as long as the direction is identified, it is faster than the avenue; The third is that the people in this bungalow dry their clothes, usually only outside......

Lin Xiaotong found a small alley, looked inside, and sure enough, on a few thick black clotheslines, there were all kinds of clothes painted with dazzling colors, like a landscape. But Lin Xiaotong picked an old coarse cloth shirt, because he knew that at this time, fancy was equal to death!

After cross-dressing, he tore his original clothes into strips of cloth several times and threw them into the trash, and walked out of the alley.

Where to go now? Lin Xiaotong has two choices, one is to go directly to the station, how far can he go. But after estimating the current time, it is when it is sparsely populated, and the station is strictly guarded, waiting for him to enter the urn! It seems that the second option is going to be chosen, although I have changed my clothes, but my appearance has not changed, if I do some "disguise surgery" and then go on the road, the danger will be greatly reduced.

At the first stop, Lin Xiaotong touched the foot of the overpass in the early morning.

This flyover culture is also one of the treasures of folk customs, and in the early morning, it is full of all kinds of livelihood activities, most of which are spontaneous by old men and old ladies. Some of them are concentrating on playing chess, some are playing bridge in groups, some are cutting their heads and shaving, some are picking their ears and shining shoes, and some old ladies are twisting Yangge, steamed porridge, soybean milk fritters, with shouting, it is not lively.

"Uncle, cut your head!" Lin Xiaotong was also not polite, and sat on a head-cutting chair.

The master was an old man in his fifties, and he spread a white cloth for Lin Xiaotong and asked: "Young man, you don't have much hair cut here at your age, look at your hair is quite long, what are you going to cut it into?" ”

Looking at his fashionable mid-length hairstyle, Lin Xiaotong spit out a few words: "Go to the army tomorrow, Bancun." ”

……

At the second stop, Lin Xiaotong quietly came to the side of a middle school.

Eight o'clock is the time to go to school, and all kinds of things at the school gate also usher in a small peak at this time. Lin Xiaotong searched for it, neither entered the printing store nor bought a stationery box, but hid in a corner and waited anxiously.

Finally, when it was almost nine o'clock, a store finally opened, and it read: Bright Glasses.

"Boss, I'll buy a frame."

The boss smiled all over his face: "Yo! What price do you want? We have a new product frame that has just been launched, which is anti-drop and not deformed, and it only costs 408 when discounted! ”

"A hundred or so. I'm not short-sighted, I'm just playing. ”

The boss's face turned cold, and he took out a pair of old-fashioned glasses from the box in the corner and handed them to Lin Xiaotong: "One hundred and fourteen, and the flat lenses will count one hundred and eight for you." ”

Lin Xiaotong took out two hundred yuan and handed it to the boss, and the boss was just about to take it, but Lin Xiaotong's hand suddenly shrank, and he added with great embarrassment: "Can you be less than ......."

……

At 10:45 a.m., Yikai City Railway Station.

Lin Xiaotong got off a bus, and the board inch of less than half a centimeter was erected hard, making himself look a lot more energetic, and a pair of huge flat glasses blocked half of his face, adding a bit of literary atmosphere. The shabby cloth shirt looked very ordinary, except for a few wounds on the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes, as if it had changed into a different person. Looking at the car window and reflecting his own appearance, this whole poor college student from the countryside to study!

Taking a deep breath, he looked at the crowded station door and walked over.