Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 122 Reunion

"you……"

  "Don't you need to do your homework?" Mingjia turned his head and asked impatiently, "Why are there so many words?"

   is really big.

   Xiaolan stood aggrievedly in place.

  What do you want me to say? I'm sorry, I don't study, I'm uneducated.

   "I...I just want to ask, you know, the rumor of Zhangcheng High School."

  Mingjia's voice lowered, "Nonsense."

  Xiaolan asked, "Anyone you know has disappeared inside?"

   "No!" Mingga smashed to the ground.

   "Last question," Xiaolan put his arm on the table and looked directly at Mingjia's eyes, "Are you planning to go in?"

   Mingjia’s eyes flickered, and he stood up directly from his seat, “What does it have to do with you? Is it over? I’m going to do my homework.”

   Xiaolan exited the bedroom wittily, and it happened that the three people in the living room seemed to be talking about it.

   "How about it, are you having a good chat?" Mrs. Gao's eyes were bright.

  It’s just Mrs. Gao, Mrs. Gao, don’t you know what kind of person your son is?

  "It's okay, huh..." Xiaolan smiled and didn't smile, "I think he is still in a stable state of mind, so I might pay more attention."

"That's it, Mrs. Gao," the Taoist chief picked up the coat hanging at the door, "I will go back to contact our companion tonight. You can help prepare two elegant things. When we arrive together, we will go to that other world. Take a look."

   "Excuse me, Master Dao," Mrs. Gao was very sincere and opened the door for them. "The deposit has been paid. This is a bit dangerous. If it weren't for Mingya and Mingjia..."

   "It doesn't matter Mrs. Gao, you are all enlightened in our business," the Taoist nodded politely and said goodbye, "Let's go back first, call anytime, and see you."

  Xiaolan and Xiaoyin waved to Madam Gao with very professional smiles, until the heavy anti-theft door closed in front of them.

  A few minutes later, the three of them had boarded the taxi back to the hotel.

   "Xiaolan, what did you talk to the kids?" Xiaoyin asked, grabbing Xiaolan's arm.

  "He made a popular science band with me and expressed his disgust with me and told me to leave him alone," Xiaolan concluded, "and I think he might want to go in too."

  The chief "sizzled", turned his head and asked, "What did he say?"

   "He didn't say anything, it was just a feeling," Xiao Lan looked up and thought, "This kid seems to have hidden a lot of things in his heart."

   "Aren't you a kid yourself." The little sound poked her.

"I……"

  The two began to make noise again, and soon they came to the hotel.

  Mrs. Gao is really rich, with more commission fees, and even the accommodation conditions are getting better. She usually grows out of the house and gets abducted and engages in feudal superstitions, and there is not a single serious commission price that is high.

  "In Zhangcheng? It's a bit far away, then I might have to arrive the day after tomorrow." Xiaoyin let out a fool's voice.

  Xiaolan records the date on paper, and Brother Fool expects it to be December 9.

   "Don't worry," said the Taoist, "How about pineapple maple syrup and Baomu?"

   "I can be earlier, and I can arrive tomorrow afternoon." Baomu said.

   "We have to get the day after tomorrow," said Pineapple typing, "Do you still want to eat some of the specialties here? I will bring some."

   Xiaoyin: "I want it!"

  Fool: "Me too!"

   Xiaolan: "I want it too."

  Pineapple: "Xiaolan will finally use WeChat!"

   Fool: "The child has grown up."

   Xiaoyin: "What I taught, I taught."

   Xiaolan: "..."

  Fengwu’s matter has passed for a few months. During this time, Xiaolan followed Daochang and Xiaoyin to pretend to be fools, and she understood what it is like to be a liar in life.

  In the words of the Taoist leader, in the arena of the **** stick, the people will find themselves only when they have a good reputation on weekdays. Although Xiaolan sneers at this, she has to admit that this fart is reasonable.

  They were looking for smells related to the world all the way, and when they came to Zhangcheng, they received a commission from Mrs. Gao.

  You can investigate again, and you can get a commission fee.

  The skin became thicker, and as expected, life went a lot smoother.

  "Do we also use our iron head to go in directly this time?" Xiaoyin asked while stuffing a biscuit in his mouth, "The little girl has been mutilated, and I feel resentful."

"Tsk, I'll have dinner in a while," Daochang frowned and grabbed the biscuits in Xiaoyin's hand. "You must ask in advance. It's better to ask Mrs. Gao to make a list and tell us who is missing. I don't know this. We have to fully prepare for what Mingya's world looks like."

   "Why... let's go to school today." Xiaolan suggested.

   Xiaoyin shrank her chin, "Will school let us in."

   "Yes," Daochang smiled mysteriously, seeing Xiaolan unconsciously hairy, "As long as we have an identity, we can enter."

  "Which identity, how do I get in?" Xiaoyin leaned closer.

In the next three minutes, the Taoist Chief briefly introduced his plan to the two-faced Xiaolan and Xiaoyin. After hearing the two, they expressed disagreement and were unacceptable. They were denied the right to veto. After the vote was rejected, Xiaolan and Xiaoyin could only sit still incompetent and grief.

   "I'm going to be a kid again!"

  "Where am I like Xiaolan's mother?!"

Dao Chang patted the shoulders of the two of them, "It only takes a scene. We have to challenge ourselves bravely. Broadening the path of the scene is very helpful to our career development. Moreover, we don’t really want the children to join classes here, just take this I have the opportunity to go to school to inquire about information. If there is no information, we can only rely on our heads, but Xiaoyin, you are right, the girl who was dismembered must have a lot of grievance..."

  "Stop talking," Xiaoyin interrupted, raising his hand. "The Taoist is right. As long as the acting skills are sufficient, the unreasonable hardware can be ignored. I am not afraid of Mingya. The key is that I can focus on the overall situation."

  Wow, these high-sounding words just moved me to cry!

   Xiaolan looked at them crying, and nodded bitterly.

   "But," Xiaolan said, "I met Gao Mingjia today. What if I meet him at school tomorrow?"

   "Hey, Xiaolan," Xiaoyin said earnestly, "Gao Mingjia is in the graduating class. Is it appropriate for you to join the class? Of course we are one or two levels lower than him. No one knows how old you are anyway."

  Well, it makes sense.

  After all, I don’t know how old I am.

"Very well, Xiaoyin is already in the play," the Taoist praised, "then go to Zhangcheng Middle School tomorrow morning and learn about the situation from the teacher and the students. I am the father of the child, and Xiaoyin is the mother of the child. My daughter, Xiaolan, has excellent grades and is introverted, and she wants to find a quiet learning environment. Have you remembered?"

"remember."

   "Hey, remember..."

  (End of this chapter)