As he said this, another thunderclap sounded, covering up his already low voice. Ryan Xu and Meng Chen in the front seat didn't hear it at all. Long Ya glanced out the window, and while the thunder was still there, he whispered, "So I said, the days before and after Qingming are not peaceful. Xi City is full of yin energy. After all, you are special and will be affected a little. But dreaming about some fragments of your past life is not a big deal. The real problem is-"
Before he could finish his words, the rumbling thunder finally died down. If Longya continued talking, the people in the front seat would inevitably hear him, so he stopped talking.
But he didn't say anything else, and Erick Qi knew what he was referring to - the person whose true face had not yet been revealed might come to Xi City again to join in the fun of the Ghost Festival.
After the rumbling thunder ended the prelude, fine rain began to fall, blurring the car windows. I could only see the road ahead with the help of windshield wipers.
Meng Chen, who was sitting in the front seat, sighed: "I hope it doesn't rain tomorrow.
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