I'm really immortal

Liu Changan patted the back of Qin Yanan's hand and gently pulled his arm out of her arms. He felt a hard spot on his arm, which was her Jade Guanyin.

It seems that even the Jade Guanyin invited from Miyin Temple did not bring her real peace. Liu Changan looked at her doubtfully, "Do you really believe in ghosts?"

Qin Yanan nodded vigorously.

"If a dialectical materialist believes in ghosts, he has probably seen ghosts." Many times what Liu Changan said would not be taken to heart by others, and they would just treat him as nonsense. But on the other hand, Liu Changan could easily read it Find something in seemingly absurd expressions and language.

"No! I'm just afraid. Just because I believe in ghosts doesn't mean I've definitely seen ghosts." Qin Yanan took two steps back and leaned against the car.

Liu Changan looked at Qin Yanan. Qin Yanan's breathing was slightly rapid, but she didn't look like she was lying.

If you have never seen a ghost, but you believe there are ghosts, that means you have at least felt the existence of ghosts.

"ghost?"

Liu Changan looked at the coffin in front of him, and then at Qin Yanan.

"Can you feel what's in the coffin?" Liu Changan asked curiously.

Qin Yanan was startled, "Ah, what do you mean...what's in the coffin?"

"Don't you feel there's a ghost in the coffin?"

"No!"

It wasn't because she felt there was a ghost in the coffin that she believed it, so what happened to make her feel the presence of a ghost?

Sleepwalking.

Liu Changan felt that the only event that could be connected at this moment was sleepwalking. Zhu Juntang's description was like seeing a ghost, which became Liu Changan's association label.

In other words, Qin Yanan did not regard her sleepwalking as an ordinary sleepwalking as she said. She probably thought that she was possessed by a ghost.

She claims to be a dialectical materialist, so she will definitely believe in scientific explanations. Even if she is distressed about sleepwalking, she should not feel that she is possessed by a ghost.

Unless her sleepwalking situation is very abnormal, so abnormal that it cannot be explained by sleepwalking.

She lived alone, and Zhu Juntang did not sleep with her anymore. If Zhu Juntang found anything unusual, he would definitely come to Liu Changan.

So how did she discover her abnormality? When sleepwalking, do you know that you are sleepwalking, and are you consciously aware of your words, deeds, and expressions?

The possibility of sleepwalking is very small, but she installed a camera... Later, she learned about the strangeness of her sleepwalking through the surveillance of the camera?

This possibility is very high, combined with the fact that when she went to her house for the first time, she happened to destroy the video recorded by the surveillance camera, which means that it was probably not an accident, but her intention... She didn't want it to happen Others saw the strange situation when she was sleepwalking, but Zhu Juntang's description was actually the real situation, not the impression given by Qin Yanan's understatement.

It seems that Qin Yanan's computer is a key point, but she probably won't casually agree to hand over her computer to Liu Chang'an, and Liu Chang'an is too lazy to find excuses to lie.

If Liu Changan doesn't think it's appropriate to do this by himself, then let Zhu Juntang do it.

"The Book of Rites says that all living things must die and return to the earth after death. This is called a ghost." Liu Changan took Qin Yanan's hand that unconsciously stretched out to pull his arm, pulled her to the side of the coffin, and put her Putting his hand on the coffin, "The people here are living people. Of course they are not ghosts. They are zombies at most."

Qin Yanan's fingers trembled slightly, and the bronze coffin had a cold and almost gloomy feeling even in the summer like a furnace in Junsha. It was like walking into an ancient tavern. Even if the ice man was wearing thick clothes, he still felt You will feel cold air entering your body and shiver all over.

Qin Yanan's fingertips seemed to tremble for a moment due to the cold air, and then fell down again. What puzzled her was that although the light and dark environment in the carriage had not changed, the painted patterns she saw were on her fingertips. There was an increase and decrease in light and shade, showing the lifelike beauty of lines and patterns before her eyes... There were also other sounds and images:

"It's a pity, if not for the lack of time..."

"Are you still in the mood to think about this?"

"Bury it quickly!"

"Look at her staring at us fiercely like a little bitch, haha, Baga!"

The voices of several men speaking in a mixture of Chinese and Japanese and speaking in Kansai accent, with a smell of ferocity and cruelty, and a mixture of courage and firm belief, appeared in Qin Yanan's mind for a moment.

What kind of scene is that?

Or a very common scenario.

Someone is going to die.

She wore simple local clothes. In order to perform the task, her pretty cheeks were painted red and black, and her hair was messy. She loved being clean the most, and she had never cleaned this dress she bought from a fellow villager. She was probably I've been wearing a coat that hasn't been washed all winter.

Her eyes were still shining brightly, whether they were filled with hatred or unwillingness, they always had a firm light, and her face was filled with stubbornness and fearlessness.

A hole was dug in the ground. Her enemies definitely had no intention of collecting the bodies of the dead, but they were happy to bury a person alive.

She dug the hole herself. After digging for a while, she patted it down and leveled the soil at the bottom.

She was going to die, but she had to maintain her dignity and not show any ugly signs of struggle or surrender to satisfy their cruel expectations.

"While I'm away, you should take care and don't die."

But... some things are dangerous, but someone has to do them. He doesn't want to die, but should other comrades die?

Today, I really have to sacrifice, but I don’t have too many regrets, because in addition to myself, the sacrifices of countless people have created the final victory, which is right in front of me. She is also a touch of red in the rivers of blood flowing in this land. .

It's a pity that I can't see victory anymore, and I can't see the future of this country... Maybe the future will not be as perfect as ideal, but it will definitely be better than now, and I will never regret the sacrifices made now.

Just like life, nothing is eternally beautiful, but we will never give up the pursuit of ideals.

She can no longer see him. She has been accustomed to relying on him and being protected by him since she was a child. Even in more dangerous situations, he also protects her safety. Maybe it is because of this that she always feels that she cannot die. Not afraid of death.

But she never thought that one day he would leave and she would face these most insane scum in human history alone.

She still remembers the boy she met when she was a child. The clan uncle pulled him to her side: "He is your brother."

That young man's features seemed to be as clear as before, and he was probably the only one who existed eternally.

Brother, we all know there is no afterlife, but I really want to see you again...

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