ZhouXiang thought for a long time and still didn't know how he could get in. With several people standing at the door, he would definitely not be able to get through.
He could see that Xue Ge had no say in this matter whatsoever, so it would be useless to wait for him to find a way. He also couldn't wait any longer.
He is anxious to see himself. Also, he wanted to know why the two Yan brothers are here and brought so many people with them. When he was alive, he never felt that YanMingXiu cared much about him, so to be given this sort of treatment after his death is really ridiculous.
After some thought, he decided to just go directly in. It's simply impossible for him to avoid so many people so he might as well give it a try.
He walked out of his shadow and went straight to the lighted farm house.
Before he even got close, a soldier came over and asked, "Is something the matter?"
ZhouXiang tried desperately to suppress his impatience, "I'm looking for YanMingXiu."
The solder is stunned, his expression suddenly became cold as he looked at him cautiously, "Who are you?"
"I'm his ...... friend."
Another person heard their conversation and turned around to go into the house.
After a while, a slender man came out of the house. ZhouXiang looked at him in the dim light, it is YanMingSu.
YanMingSu merely glanced at him. Then, he lowly muttered, "Let him in."
ZhouXiang followed YanMingSu into the house.
The light in the house is a lot brighter. YanMingSu's condition looked really bad, with heavy dark circles around his eyes. His exhaustive expression seemed like he had experience some sort of torture. His entire person appeared dispirited. He swept ZhouXiang a glance and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"I came with CaiWei, CaiWei is... a friend of ZhouXiang, we came to identify.... the person."
"There is nothing to identify. The person had been dead for three years. What do you think is left? It's just bones."
ZhouXiang's heart tightened instantly. The person YanMingSu is referring to is not just any random person, not a dog on the side of the street, but it is him...is him ZhouXiang.
YanMingSu didn't notice the change in ZhouXiang. He seemed very resentful as he gloomily muttered, "It's already like this. This guy.... really fucking can't stop making people worry."
ZhouXiang felt so painful that he pressed his hand on his chest and squatted down. He only felt dizziness, as if the sky and earth are spinning relentlessly, his legs could barely support his weight. His face paled, seeming to have lost any trace of blood, "Bones... only bones are left..."
"Otherwise, what else do you think there is.....what's with you?" YanMingSu flashed him a glance and noticed that something seemed very wrong with ZhouXiang.
ZhouXiang raised his pale-white face, "Mr. Yan, could I see?"
"See what?"
"ZhouXiang's ... corpse." He reluctantly said these words. In this moment, he's finally acknowledged in his heart that he has completely been obliterated.
"Why do you need to go see? Who are you to him?"
ZhouXiang couldn't answer. How could he tell him that he's the owner of that body? With only a few meters away, he couldn't even see his own body for the very last time.
ZhouXiang is already very dazedly consumed by extreme sorrow. He persisted, "I beg you. Please let me have a look."
YanMingSu frowned deeply and looked at ZhouXiang suspiciously.
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Rebirth: Professional Substitute
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