"I can only hear very few sounds, very few." Ye Feili said.

"How many?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"There are only seven or eight dead souls in the entire cemetery." Ye Feili said.

"This is wrong. There are at least tens of thousands of cemeteries in that cemetery. What about the other dead souls?" Gu Qingshan said.

“That’s what I find strange.”

Ye Feili took a sip of the wine and said.

Gu Qingshan thought for a moment and asked, "I asked you to ask your girlfriend if you asked her?"

Ye Feili said, "She said that after she died, something seemed to be leading her in one direction."

Zhang Yinghao and Gu Qingshan looked at each other.

Ye Feili said, "But for some reason, this kind of traction power suddenly broke, so she didn't know where to go, so she stayed in front of her tomb."

"The power of traction... is broken..." Zhang Yinghao twisted his neck uncomfortable.

The three fell into silence.

The world after a person dies is something that three people cannot understand.

There is no experience or knowledge to refer to, and it is impossible to understand the meaning of this matter.

Gu Qingshan held the cup and didn't take a sip for a long time.

If Ye Feili’s girlfriend only knows so much, it would make no sense to ask her again.

Is there any other information?

"Have your girlfriend told you about the situation of other ghosts in the cemetery?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"Oh, she mentioned some of them, they are just people who died recently." Ye Feili said.

"I died recently!"

Gu Qingshan's face changed.

He rarely had such obvious emotional fluctuations. Zhang Yinghao looked at him and asked unexpectedly: "What's going on? What did you think of?"

Gu Qingshan pondered: "Suppose that after a person dies, he will be led by that force to go to another world."

"But that power has been cut off recently, so the dead and dead souls have remained in the world of living people."

"Is this assumption reasonable?" he asked.

"It makes sense," Zhang Yinghao thought about it carefully and said, "If this is the case, Ye Feili can only hear the sounds of a few dead souls, so he has an explanation."

Ye Feili said inexplicably: "Why did that traction force suddenly disappear?"

Zhang Yinghao said: "Maybe something strange will happen in the world again."

Gu Qingshan sighed and said, "Not yet, but I hope the problem lies in our world."

"Why?" Zhang Yinghao said strangely.

"Because in this way, we can find a way," Gu Qingshan drank the wine in one sip and continued: "If the problem occurs, the world of the deceased, then we living people will have no choice."

The world of the dead.

Zhang Yinghao and Ye Feili were stunned for a moment.

There is something wrong with the world of the dead...

This inference is too crazy and unacceptable.

Gu Qingshan secretly recalled his past life in his heart.

There are not many disasters related to the dead.

After thinking about it, there is only the ice disaster...

That was the last time of the doomsday, with demons dancing around and the world collapsed.

It was a disaster that humans could not resist.

Gu Qingshan clenched his fists.

Fortunately, there are only some dead souls left in the world now, which is not the same as that.

I hope.

Hopefully that's not the case.

He prayed secretly.

Liao Xing’s bedroom.

He has read through the practice technique and is already familiar with it.

It has to be admitted that some people's understanding and thinking ability are indeed different from ordinary people.

He threw the martial arts book aside, closed his eyes, and began to try to sense spiritual power.

After a while.

A smile appeared on Liao Xing's face.

"Wonderful power..."

A breeze surrounded him, but it did not dissipate.

This is a phenomenon of spiritual power gathering.

"I want to...enhance physical fitness!"

The spiritual wind suddenly dissipated.

"Ah, damn it!"

Liao Xing opened his eyes.

There was a slight tingling sensation on the body.

This is the reaction of stimulation of the meridians.

If this happens, you can't practice tonight.

"It's really a hell, is this what the martial arts book says is too persistent?"

Liao Xing opened the light curtain, leaned against the bed, and began to search for certain files.

His hand suddenly stopped.

"Body loss..."

He switched to the news channel in disappointment.

On the light curtain, the president stood in front of the cemetery and was speaking.

"I believe that everyone wants to miss Dr. Tang Jun, the founder of modern genetics, a gene expert..."

The president talks on TV.

"Old Tang is dead? No, I, a lunatic, haven't even died. Why did he die as an old and good man?" Liao Xing murmured.

He found out his personal brain and called out relevant information.

"Dr. Tang Jun, the founder of modern genetics, met the president a few days ago, and died after ineffective rescue."

There was a hint of sentiment in Liao Xing's eyes, and he was soon replaced by something else.

He put down his brain and stared at the TV screen.

The president is still speaking.

Liao Xing tilted his head, his eyes never left the TV screen.

living room.

"Okay, I can't think of anything even if I can think of it. Let's rest first." Gu Qingshan said.

Zhang Yinghao also said: "Ye Feili and Gu Qingshan, you will join my team tomorrow and learn something new."

Gu Qingshan and Ye Feili nodded.

Several people left one after another.

Zhang Yinghao called everywhere to make specific preparations for tomorrow's work.

Gu Qingshan returned to his room.

Ye Feili is a murderous ghost, without any tiredness, and is tilted on the sofa alone.

It's not time to listen to the ghost yet, he has nothing to do for a moment.

Ye Feili was about to play the game, but he remembered the martial arts that Gu Qingshan gave him.

He took out the martial arts booklet and flipped it out at will.

A scent of ink hits my face.
To be continued...