Raise a House of Obsession - Chapter 9 Just work hard for 1 point

　　 Cold body, serious occasion, silent atmosphere.

　　 Zhou Yi's heart beats wildly, producing a kind of tension that is indescribable, even if this person's death has nothing to do with him... the person is not killed by him, but he is still nervous.

　　 People are social animals, which may be caused by empathy.

　　 If you focus your psychic energy on your eyes, you can see the part of its head, and there is a faint black breath lingering around.

　　 This is the final obsession of human beings at the moment of dying under strong emotional fluctuations!

　　 The soul dissipated, but the obsession stayed, staying in this world.

　　 However, the intensity of this obsession is far from enough to become a real "mind." Even if Zhou Yi's current psionic strength is not too high, it is enough to disperse it.

　　 Under the action of psychic energy, the black air mass slowly turned into a white mist and dissipated in the air.

　　 An icy force, along the tip of the finger, passed into my mind.

　　 He frowned slightly. This is the price that must be borne by mental backlash and dispelling obsessions.

　　 Faintly, I can feel what the young man is thinking in the last moment.

　　 Maybe because I also knew that killing a person pays for his life, this is a natural principle, and Xiao Xu didn't have too strong resentment when he died. He was just remorse, he killed someone on impulse.

　　 It would be nice to leave some leeway at that time... At most, it will only be closed for a few years, and will not be sentenced to death.

　　 The only one who feels guilty is his mother. The white-haired person sends black hair, the biggest human tragedy, and that lovely sister never sees her brother again...

　　 Maybe in a few years, when my sister finds her husband, she will forget about herself... This is also a good thing, girls always have to marry. As for myself, I'm dead, so forget it if you forget it.

　　 I recalled that when I was in junior high school, I was always playful, didn't study hard, and was often scolded.

　　 His mother scolded him fiercely, saying that he couldn't pass the high school entrance examination, so he had to go to work in the factory. He had no future and stayed in the country for the rest of his life! But at that time, he was ignorant and still playful. Escape to surf the Internet at night is his greatest joy.

　　 In the third year of junior high school, Xiao Xu learned about Mother’s Day for the first time.

　　 The teacher taught them that the second Sunday in May is Mother’s Day and they want to buy a carnation for their mother.

　　I didn't know the difficulties of his mother until he went to society, but he never seemed to give carnations. After all, he was a shy person.

　　 "Mom...Mom..."

　　 "If I... just work harder."

　　 This is the last obsession of Xiao Xu when he is dying. I don't know why. At the moment before he died, he actually wanted to study hard and make progress every day.

　　 Zhou Yi never expected this.

　　 "Is this the last obsession... Man is about to die, and his words are good."

　　 It's a pity, someone could have been a good person.

　　 "I accept your obsession."

　　 Zhou Yi sighed in his heart, and closed his unclosed eyes with a move of his palm.

　　 The corpse is terribly cold. This coldness is not the same as the coldness in the conventional sense. It is a kind of coldness that loses hope, and it is the coldness that life is coming to an end.

　　 The primitive stone slabs in the consciousness space should have absorbed some obsessions, or maybe they haven't, and now is not the time to confirm.

　　 But even if I absorb some obsessions to dissipate, it makes people unhappy.

There were so many inspectors at the scene, as well as the old man Li of the gold seal level, and did not see any abnormality. This also made Zhou Yi slightly relieved, indicating that the power of the slate is very obscure, and most people really can’t see it. The remaining obsession was absorbed by the slate.

　　 He turned around and said to the crowd, "Everyone, there is no problem. The prisoner has been confirmed dead, and the obsession has disappeared. It is some regret left over, there is no special place."

　　 "Thank you." Wang Zhengfa, Director of the Xi'an Institute, nodded.

　　 After all the inspectors confirmed the death of the criminal, they handed over some procedures and left in a hurry.

　　 If any family members are willing to collect the body, it will be returned to the family; if no family members are willing to do so, it will be cremated as quickly as possible.

　　 Wang Zhengfa stepped forward, gave him a piece of white cloth, and greeted a staff member of the Western Institute and pushed the body into the morgue.

　　 He sighed slightly. He was more knowledgeable about this kind of thing, a little numb, but not completely numb. After thinking about it, I took out a tape recorder from the drawer and walked forward while playing an old song-"Farewell".

　　 "Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and sky."

　　 "The evening breeze is blowing the willow flute, and the setting sun is beyond the mountains..."

　　 The low-pitched male voice just confirmed the title of the song, saying goodbye to Xiao Xu.

　　The autumn wind blows through, and the fallen leaves are colorful, and a few broad sycamore leaves, along with the cold wind, fell on the white cloth.

　　 A staff member dusted the fallen leaves on the ground.

　　 The setting sun in the distance is slowly falling, and every tree on the hillside is red like a sky fire, and the trunk leaves are illuminated by the sunlight, and the red clouds are transpiring.

　　 This is the last sublimation of the trees before the arrival of winter!

　　 Fallen leaves, but they are all dead.

　　 Once winter comes, they are bare and there is nothing left.

　　 But in the coming year, there will still be spring!

　　 Under the feeling of the scene, Zhou Yi suddenly had a kind of insight!

　　 This world has a soul, UU reading www.uukanshu.com he saw the soul at this moment!

Red, white, red and white, green and blue. With the fall of the leaves, the so-called "spirit" also disappears... the red leaves are scattered, the white clouds are still there, the blue sky is vast, and who can grow Everlasting?

　　 This kind of enlightenment is mysterious and mysterious, but it pauses for a second, and it is like lightning across the sky!

　　 But this second is enough.

　　 Zhou Yi almost forgot to breathe, the wind blew and the falling leaves rustled.

　　 In the depths of my mind, something has opened a gap, and inspiration is gushing out like spring water!

　　 This strange feeling, it seems that I have never experienced it before.

　　 Under the strong mood swings, a fire appeared in my heart, which was growing rapidly!

"Huh? An epiphany?" The old comrade Li Xianfeng who was not far away took a sip of wine and noticed Zhou Yi's psychic energy fluctuations. He couldn't help sighing in his heart, "It's so good to be young. "

　　 "I haven't seen it before, but it's so good."

"When I get older, I don't have any insights... If someone dies, it's like a chicken died, alas! It's really boring now, because I'm old, and I don't have any passion at all!" Old man Li's mouth was broken. While I was envious, I was a little bit jealous.

　　 Thinking of this, he took another sip of wine, "Bah, why is this wine so sour! Is my old Li such a jealous person?!"

　　 After a while, he murmured again: "Unexpectedly..."

　　 Isn't Xiao Zhou lacking talent? Isn’t it 20 years old? 20 years old is not too young. Could it be... I missed you?

　　 Li Xianfeng scratched his neck, envious of Zhou Yi's epiphany.

　　 At this moment, the sun just set, and night fell.