Life Hunter

The sunshine boy nodded, sat in front of the wooden sign with his name, and looked at the six night guards outside the threshold.

The six night guards stared at each other, no one knew what was going on.

Even those who listened to the book shook their heads helplessly.

The lucky student lowered his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

The sunshine boy sat on the carpet, thinking hard.

No one urged him, and he remained motionless.

The sunshine boy knew in his heart that this naming and the following Zhou Zhao would definitely affect his future.

"Although I don't know what the purpose of naming is, it must involve some kind of power or rule of trickery. Once I name it, my trickery will inevitably deepen. The question is, how to break it?"

Sunshine Boy waited until noon and still had no choice.

"My son, if you don't want to choose, just take a nap. When the sun sets, the Immortal Queen will help you choose one."

"I'll make my own choice and think about it later."

"Okay." The two big white arms of the mother-in-law slowly swam behind Sunshine Boy like giant pythons. She raised her big hand, then gently lowered it, and gently patted Sunshine Boy's back.

The gentle humming voice of the Deceptive Mother echoed in the hall.

A sudden gust of wind blew outside the house, and debris fell to the ground with a crackle.

Fireworks were shaking violently on the incense table located outside the Wu Niangniang Hall.

On the fifth side, the word "长" on the "Eternal Life Empress" tablet suddenly cracked, and the paint on the surface peeled off.

When the red paint falls off, the word "长" disappears, leaving a word "go" in its place.

The five-faced gods are:

Pray for the birth of a queen.

The midwife.

Baosheng Empress.

Happy birthday to the Queen.

The reborn empress.

In the dark room, Nanny Xiang and Wang Laoshi looked at each other and lowered their heads.

The sun sets in the west.

The sunshine boy suddenly said: "Mother, it's cold outside. I think we should let them in."

"Oh?" Mother Wei's voice was long and strange.

"They are all barefoot, and it is more comfortable to step on the carpet." Sunshine Boy said.

The mother was silent for a long time, nodded, and said: "You all can come in."

"Thank you, Mistress!" Wang Laoshi grinned.

The six night guards looked at the sunshine boy, slowly stepped across the threshold, and stood close to the threshold.

The six people looked at each other again and nodded slightly.

It's down to the last minute.

The six people slowly put down the book boxes or bags they were carrying, and placed their weapons within easy reach.

The sunshine boy stretched out his hand and said, "Who can give me a knife?"

"I have it." The captain threw out a small knife wrapped in black cowhide, about a foot long.

The sunshine boy took it out and took a look. The cold light was dazzling, and the patterns on the surface seemed to be flowing.

The sunshine boy holds a knife in his right hand, and picks up the tawny wooden sign with the word "Made for Iron" written on it in his left hand, chipping away at the word "Made for Iron" little by little.

The six night guards looked confused, and Grandma Xiang and Wang Laoshi were also puzzled.

"My son, what are you doing?" The mother-in-law's voice was as usual, just asking, as if she wouldn't be angry even if the sunshine boy caused great trouble.

Without saying a word, the sunshine boy slowly chipped away, and finally completely chipped away the three words "smith" on the wooden sign.

The wooden sign has a yellow background with brown lines and no word.

Sunshine Man stood up, walked to the table, blocking everyone with his back, and used a knife to carve words on the wooden sign one stroke at a time.

The lucky boy suddenly frowned. He didn't know why, but looking at the sunshine boy's back, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

After a while, the sunshine boy finished carving the words and patted the spiritual talisman dripping with life fluid on the wooden sign.

The spiritual talisman turned into white water and flowed over the engraved words, seeping in and disappearing.

The sunshine boy slowly raised the sign towards the black curtain.

"Oh? Are you sure you want to choose this name?"

Mother Wei said softly: "Okay! Okay! Okay! From now on, my son will be called Ye Han."

The sunshine boy turned around, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and raised his name wooden plaques to the six night guards with bright eyes.

The night guards looked confused. Who is Ye Han?

The lucky student felt electricity in the void in front of him, bright lights flashing, and his mind roaring.

The complex emotions in his heart were tumbling, and he felt strong hostility toward the sunshine boy in front of him.

Lucky Shengxin said: Weird, why do I hate him so much? This name seems familiar to me I have seen it somewhere.

At the same time, the lucky student vaguely felt that something cracked and floated away deep in his soul, as if he had lost the most important thing, but it was still unclear.

Part of the right temple of the lucky person turns white, and some hair on the back of the head falls silently and drifts in the wind.

The lucky boy's eyes were cloudy, and he felt that the sunshine boy seemed to have changed his appearance. He was five points similar to himself, as if he was a long-lost twin brother.

The dual feelings of hatred and kindness are intertwined in the hearts of lucky students.

"Congratulations to the little master on the naming!"

Grandma Xiang and Wang Laoshi said in unison.

From behind the black curtain came the even more tired voice of the mother.

"Mommy Xiang, go hang the name tag on the tree."

"yes."

Aunt Xiang left holding the wooden sign with the name "Ye Han" engraved on it. When she came back, she said: "Master Ye, please sit down. Next, we will start to display the treasures."

The two of them carried a large rosewood table with short legs and placed it in the middle of the carpet, and then placed various things on it.

Seals, books, pens, ink, paper, inkstones, wooden swords, wooden bows, wooden knives, rouge, jade hairpins, earrings...

There is a table full of various objects.

Everyone looked at the treasure on the rosewood table and remained silent.

The sunshine boy glanced at everyone, and everyone shook their heads slightly.

Even the lucky boy's eyes are full of sincerity, I really don't know this time.

Everyone waited quietly, and the sunshine boy kept thinking, occasionally thinking about Shouming Mansion, not knowing what to do.

Half an hour later, a sharp and high-pitched sound of suona sounded outside, the sound cracked the sky. It was the famous suona funeral song "Send Off to the West".

Everyone looked at each other without saying a word.

After another half an hour, the sound of the piano sounded, melodious, thick, and full of sorrow. It was actually the funeral song "Farewell to the Elderly."

After another half an hour, the flute sounded, with chaotic tones that made people's ears uncomfortable, and the funeral song "Sending White Clothes" was played.

After a while, the sunshine boy looked out the door in surprise.

The other night guards also turned around, their expressions changing slightly.

Outside the entrance of the west courtyard, villagers with disheveled hair, arms hanging down, shoulders and necks slumped, staring into black oil swirling eyes with red blood and tears, and turbid saliva hanging from the corners of their mouths, looking inside.

"Bo Long Bo Long... Bo Long Bo Long..."

Behind the black curtain, the sound of a rattle suddenly sounded, far louder than an ordinary rattle.

Everyone looked around and saw a three-foot-tall rattle faintly appearing behind the black curtain. Two leather hammers were swinging continuously, beating the drum head.

Everyone's ears twitched slightly, and there seemed to be tiny insects crawling under the skin.

The sunshine boy suddenly sighed, stood up, walked around the table, and observed the treasures.

The rattle stopped.

The densely packed candles on both sides were burning brightly and beeping loudly, illuminating the room.

Wax oil poured down like rain.

In the bright house, many treasures placed on the rosewood table were motionless, and the broken branches of the locust tree on the square wooden table beside were soaked in blood.

The sunshine boy walked around the table for a while and said, "Mother, can I take everything here?"

"Of course." Mother Wei's voice was still kind and kind.