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Yin Yin stared at him and said, "Yes."

A word, as if with a power beyond time and space, fell with her words, and everything around her changed in an instant.

Yin Yin's clothes have changed.

It has become the clothing of the modern twenty-first world.

The camps built with tents around them disappeared like a puff of smoke in an instant, as if they had never appeared.

The surrounding wind was still blowing, showing a gloomy coldness.

There was a black mist all around.

To be more precise... Yin Qi.

Looking around, it's all dark.

Those yin qi gathered into a large black fog, and in the black fog, there were dense crowds that shuttled back and forth.

Some of them were wearing winter coats, some were wearing singles, and they were all mortally wounded.

Some were wounded by swords and partially mutilated, some had bullets pierced through their chests, some were covered in a thick layer of frost, and some were bombed by bombs...

Their eyes were empty, and they had long since lost their minds.

But they are still repeating their actions again and again.

Repeatedly going to the battlefield, holding swords, guns, and fighting the enemy, again and again, as if tirelessly.

Repeatedly bandaging and treating the wounded, as if by doing this, those who were seriously injured or who had died would be able to come back to life.

Repeated the command again and again, vowing to achieve the final victory in the war of resistance.

...

As far as the eye can see, it is startling.

Rao is that Zhao Zhuzi had a guess in his heart, but he was still shocked to see this scene at this time.

His eyes were sore, and he wanted to cry, but found that he couldn't cry at all.

Yes, how could a person who has already died cry.

He suddenly noticed something and looked down at himself.

Originally in his eyes, he was normal, with a thick layer of frost covering his body.

The bone-chilling cold penetrated into his bones from his clothes, making his soul tremble.

"Cold, so cold..." Zhao Zhuzi murmured subconsciously, curling up.

A ray of golden light from Yin Yin's fingertips flew into Zhao Zhuzi's body.

Threads of golden light lingered around him, and quickly dispelled the frost on his body.

The cold dissipated, replaced by warmth that I hadn't felt in a long time, just like being in the warm sun.

Zhao Zhuzi asked: "I, can I know what we are now? Is it... a ghost?"

Yin Yin's eyes fell on him.

shook his head.

She sighed softly and said, "It's obsession."

A dead person, if there is no obsession in the heart, the soul will enter reincarnation, if there is obsession, the soul will turn into obsession, lingering in the same place, repeating everything in life, over and over again, if the obsession persists, the soul will Will be bound forever, only when the obsession dissipates, the soul will know that it has entered the reincarnation.

And everyone in front of him is the embodiment of obsession.

The repeated scenes in front of me are all the obsessions of the soul.

Their obsession is to defeat the enemy and win the war of resistance.

For decades, the battle has been repeated year after year, day after day.

Zhao Zhuzi was stunned for a while, and said, "So, it turned out to be obsession. Then, who are you?"

Zhao Zhuzi stared at Yin Yin for a long time.

Yin Yin raised his hand, and a ray of golden light entered Zhao Zhuzi's eyebrows.

After a while, Zhao Zhuzi reacted.

He laughed, but if he still had tears now, I'm afraid he would have cried at this time.

He stared at Yin Yin, his eyes full of admiration and reverence: "It turns out that it was you, I, I just said, I always thought you were kind."

He sniffed and said, "I, I have something to tell you."

"I, I miss you, I want to hug you, okay?"

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