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Chapter 63 Returning to the Light

The sudden death made their hearts sink to the bottom. Fifty years later, the two of them had witnessed two deaths. The last time was Ding Dali, a man who was loyal to Bai Yi and insisted on holding on until Tang Sancheng appeared before he died.

, this round it was Professor He who had the same experience as Bai Yi. The deaths in these two rounds completely disturbed Bai Yi's heart. He who was usually calm now fell into a state of sadness.

Tang Sancheng understood Yi's mood somewhat: "Although Professor He's face looked red yesterday, his Yintang turned black. This is an obvious reflection of light. In photography, the black Yintang represents bad luck, disaster, disease and other bad omens. Professor He claims that he is alive.

It didn't take long, but my spirits suddenly improved and I still had the energy to cook for us yesterday. I vaguely guessed it, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly..."

Reflection, Bai Yi knew that people also have the phenomenon of reflection before death. For example, patients who have been comatose for a long time suddenly wake up and even have a brief conversation with their relatives; people who have lost their appetite and do not eat or drink will suddenly want to eat. These conditions "

The phenomenon of "reducing" is an illusion, giving people the illusion that the patient is out of danger, but experienced people can tell at a glance that this is a return to health.

"Professor He left with a smile. He must have had a good dream. Maybe he dreamed that Fu Min came to pick him up. It would be better than getting sick and dying in pain." Tang Sancheng's words reminded Bai Yi.

Ding Dali, who died in pain, felt a lot of comfort in his heart. Tang Sancheng was right. Professor He died in his sleep, which can be regarded as a good death.

"Professor He passed away, he had no children, and we have no way to contact his relatives. What should we do about his funeral?" The question Tang Sancheng considered was very realistic: "The people in the village found out that Professor He passed away, and they didn't know what to do.

What’s the reaction?”

"It seems that this matter must be reported to the leader." Bai Yi said: "Solicit his opinion."

Qixie stood outside the door and refused to come in. Bai Yi found it strange that Qixie didn't seem to be a person who was afraid of dead people. He didn't have time to think about it carefully: "We are going to find the leader now. The person died in the Miao village, and one should do as the Romans do in the country.

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Tang Sancheng was still holding the bowl in his hand. When he heard that he was leaving, he drank the porridge in the bowl in one breath and wiped his mouth: "Okay." Tang Sancheng suddenly bent down and put down Professor He's exposed arm.

After returning to the quilt, he carefully lifted the quilt under Professor He's chin. After doing this, Tang Sancheng put the bowl back to its original place and went out with Bai Yi.

Qixie took the initiative to stay and take care of Professor He's body. Tang Sancheng and Bai Yi went out, only to find that the villagers had already started working. As soon as they left the stilted building, they bumped into a villager, who happened to be the one who delivered the herbs yesterday.

Bai Yi stepped forward hurriedly: "Uncle, may I ask where the leader is?"

"The leader has just gone down the mountain. If you chase him, you should still have time." The elderly villager pointed to the road down the mountain: "Well, you can still see people's shadows now."

The two of them didn't bother to say thank you and ran down the mountain quickly. The road down the mountain was steep. If they ran too fast and were not careful, they could roll down the mountain. The two of them couldn't care less and kept chasing after them.

He followed the leader away, and when he got closer, Bai Yi shouted: "Brother Fu!!"

When the leader heard this completely unfamiliar name, he stopped and turned around. This face was about 70% similar to Fu Yu, but he looked very old. Thirty years ago, Fu Yu was only sixteen years old. She once mentioned

The eldest brother is eight years older than her. Based on this calculation, the leader should be fifty-four years old this year.

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