C49 (2/2)

”Yang Dabao!”

”Who is Yang Dabao?”

”He's my twin brother. Don't you know that? You and my mother gave him to my grandfather's comrade! Do you remember? ” ”No,” I said.

”Oh, it's him! Remember! Have you seen him recently? ” Father said.

”I saw it! He went to my house after you died! They even took over my wife and my marriage! ” ”No,” I said.

”Why did you say he was my killer?” his father asked.

”Because he looks exactly like me. Even the voice was the same as mine. But he was a size bigger than me. Maybe his fingerprints are the same as mine! If his fingerprints are really the same as mine, then according to body shape, his fingerprints should also be a little bigger than mine! ” ”No,” I said.

”But can Yang Dabao's head be as hard as iron?” his father questioned.

”I don't know about that! It's just that this is not certain! ” ”No,” I said.

My father looked at me, his dark eyes still filled with tenderness.

I couldn't help but ask, ”Father, you have such a pair of wings on your body, can it make you fly out?”

Father stood up from the grave. All of a sudden. The wings were fully unfurled. It was ten feet tall and five to six meters wide. A strong gust of wind blew with each flap. Like a glider, he flew into the sky. After circling a few times in the air, he landed, folded his wings, and sat down on the grave again.

Envy, I said: ”Now you can go wherever you want to go!”

Father said: ”Shier. When I wasn't dead, I didn't feel your energy at all. Only after I die did I feel the surging energy radiating from your body! ”So you have been hiding your strength all this time …”

”What power do I have? How come I didn't know? ” I was surprised again.

”Don't interrupt! ”Can you listen to me?!” Father was anxious.

”Alright, continue!”

Father continued, ”The moment I died. Suddenly, he felt a very strong and warm energy. I don't know if my soul felt that energy. But I was dead. The body could neither move nor breathe. I could only watch. And my eyes couldn't move.

Wasn't the climate then still hot! A day later, I could smell a stench coming from me. He knew that he was really dead and that his body was deteriorating. And I saw you touching my face, pulling at my eyelids, trying to make them close. He even rubbed off a piece of flesh from my eyes! You secretly smeared the skin on my shroud. He must be sick of it. Then I covered my face with a piece of yellow paper!

That strong, warm energy is a visible substance.” Perhaps only the dead could see, the living could not. What I saw was a large bundle of golden light that fluctuated endlessly. It was extremely beautiful, and it continuously entered into my body. ”Huu.” And the source of the golden light is you!

Ah!” Hearing this, I couldn't help but exclaim out loud, ”Can my body still emit golden light? Why can't I see! And I can't feel it at all!

”The source of that yellow light is you! No matter how far you go, the light will always be transmitted to me. It won't break. With someone else or the coffin board between us, the yellow light can penetrate them and not do them any harm, and they don't even notice it!

Until I was buried. You've all gone home, or gone farther. But the great yellow beam of light still connects you and me, piercing through all obstacles.

The great yellow light must have been the powerful, warm energy.

Under that energy, even though my body was rapidly rotting, leaving only a set of bare bones, I was conscious of it. Perhaps my soul is still attached to the bone. It was just that his flesh had rotted and his blood had dried up. Slowly, something began to change on my bones.

My bones have grown thick, and some of them have sprouted new strips of bone at the joints. to build the skeleton that I now have. Flesh grew back on the skeleton. I became what I am now. Until I was able to move, that yellow light finally left my body and slowly disappeared! ”

When my father finished speaking, it was like listening to a fantasy story. It was unbelievable.

I asked, ”Father, can you still feel the energy in my body?”