Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 239

  This night, both of them lost sleep in a mess of thinking.

  It's okay for Xiaolan. After all, she had rested for a while. When Jasmine sat up with two deep black eye circles with a dejected expression, Xiaolan was shocked.

   "Otherwise you take a break." Xiaolan looked at the listless Jasmine.

   "No," Jasmine waved slowly and yawned, "Aren't you going to do something tonight? There are too many things to understand."

  When the two washed briefly with the water from the small well in the courtyard, the sixth child had already kept his promise and looked outside the courtyard with the hot breakfast.

  Jasmine was embarrassed to let Lao Liu see the dirty look in the room, she shook off the water drops on her face and ran out.

  "Will you start the sixth?"

   "Have the two masters eaten?" The sixth man opened the wooden lunch box in his hand, "Why don't you eat some steamed buns and set off."

   Xiaolan cleaned her little face and walked over.

   "Walk and eat, Lao Liu, time is tight, let's go to Huo Si Mao's house and ask."

  The buns are very fragrant. The three of them ate the buns, but did not slow down. In a short while, they came to the small courtyard of Huo Si Mao’s house on the edge of the village.

  "Not there yet?!"

  After listening to Si Mao’s wife, the sixth man turned to look at Xiaolan and Jasmine.

  "Did he not return overnight, or..." Xiaolan asked the kind-faced woman.

   "Go out early in the morning," Si Mao's wife waved her hand in disgust, "He didn't get home until it was dark last night. He didn't say anything. He ran out again early in the morning."

   "Did he say where he was going?"

   "I don't know what happened to him..." Si Mao's wife was obviously angry with Si Mao, "Why don't you go to Huoxu's house, Master, I'd better teach them a lesson, and fool around all day long!"

   Xiaolan's eyes rolled, and the name Huo Xu was familiar, as if he was on the list.

   "Then let's find him first," Xiaolan promised with a polite smile, "Thank you."

  At the moment Xiaolan bowed his head to the woman, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the woman who seemed to be flustered for half a second, and his uneasy eyes quickly moved away from him. They had not yet figured out the reason behind them, and the three of them were already preparing for the next runaway.

   "Huo Xu, you two may not be familiar with each other."

   "Oh?" Xiaolan was surprised on her face, but she thought in her heart that she finally met someone she didn't bother to pretend to know.

   "Actually, there are many people in the village. If you haven't visited two of you, you should not be familiar with it."

   Xiaolan nodded quickly, "That's all I have to trouble Lao Liu, you can introduce me to you."

  The sixth man lowered his head and smiled, and the three of them walked forward. They met a few strange faces on the road. When they saw Xiaolan and Jasmine, they were respectful.

  It seems that for Dahuo Village, the "masters" played by the two really have a high status.

Turning a bend, the small courtyard on the right side surrounded by a short fence is Huo Xu’s home. The sixth child rang the metal bell hanging on the top of the fence door. The small bell made a clear and loud sound, in response to the call of the sixth child. After a while, the bamboo door in the yard next door opened.

"Hey, the sixth... Yo, there are two masters," the man said to the three of them while standing in his yard, leaning his upper body over the low fence, "Huo Xu is not here, and he didn't come back all night. Why are you looking for him? ?"

   "Huo Xu isn't there?" The sixth man grabbed the door frame and asked, "Where did he go? Brother, do you know?"

   "I don't know where he went," the man curled his lips. "Since his wife died, his character...who dares to take care of him."

   "Brother, has anyone come to Huo Xu?" Xiaolan asked in imitation of Lao Liu's tone.

   "The master is too polite, too polite," the man heard Xiaolan's words and waved his hand quickly, "I don't seem to have looked for him, he... what did he do?"

  The sixth child looked back at Xiaolan and Jasmine, they nodded, and decided to find the next one.

"He's not in now……"

   "Yes, I went out early in the morning..."

   "I didn't come back last night, and said that I don't need to prepare his meal..."

  Walked back and forth around the village, but none of the people he was looking for were there.

   Until the last house, the heroine of that house revealed a little clue.

"I heard that there will be a Fa ceremony tonight," the woman looked at Xiaolan and Jasmine curiously with her arms folded, "What did he say to me before he left? I didn't hear too well...it seems to have something to do with Fa ceremonies. "

  Religious memorial service.

   Xiaolan frowned and thought.

  It seems that everything will have to wait until the evening ceremonies are opened before we can see the difference.

   "Sister, will everyone attend tonight's memorial service?" Xiaolan raised his eyes and asked with a smile.

  "The rituals are not usually death...the relatives and friends of the deceased go," the woman blinked. "But if it is the ritual of the village chief, it is estimated that many people in the village will visit it.

  The three thanked the woman, and walked back dejectedly.

   "The two masters should go back and have a rest," the sixth man wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, "that ritual is not very laborious, the two have been tired for a day, I will send you back."

  Yes, Xiaolan glanced at Jasmine. The eyes of the two of them were filled with guilty conscience, and they thought, they still don’t know how to do this ritual at night.

  The village still has a quiet and peaceful living atmosphere, full of vitality and fireworks.

  I can't see that anyone died yesterday, nor can I see any weird rituals that will begin tonight.

  When the two of them sat back on the bed in the old house after a busy morning, a strong sense of anxiety came.

   "I always think something will happen at night." Jasmine sighed with blank eyes.

   Xiaolan glanced at Jasmine, without answering, got up and walked to the wooden boxes stacked in the corner.

   "What are you doing?"

   "We have to find something to do something about it," Xiaolan said, and lifted the heavy wooden lid hard, "see if there are any props, otherwise it will be embarrassing at night."

   Jasmine shook her legs on the bed, feeling a bit reasonable.

The two of them rummaged in the smelly wooden box, which was full of strange things that clanged and had no purpose. Xiaolan combined his lack of knowledge and imagination to pick up a few things and put them on the table. .

  Jasmine also ran over with a lot of dark objects, and spread them on the table.

   "I can still see what these things are."

Jasmine said, picking up a small wooden stick with a white cloth strip tied at the end, and then said, "This is a bit like a five-turned-day celestial flag, but it's a bit smaller than a celestial flag. , Can line up to send immortal soldiers."

   "Five-clock?"

"Oh, yes, you were not there at that time," Jasmine lowered her head and pulled other objects. "Wigengtian, like my Jiutan, is a more prestigious stranger, as are the Bayangshui where Uncle Luo and Jiutian are located. "

   Xiaolan nodded, and moved his eyes to another magical artifact that Jasmine had raised.

  　I was trying to make a new thing this weekend. I can only change it. If there is a result, I will notify you! Thanksgiving

  (End of this chapter)