Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 240 Assassination

   "Look at this, does it look like a prayer wheel."

Jasmine shook the metal artifact in her hand. This artifact was like a metal roller fixed on a wooden stick. The surface of the roller was carved with complicated words and auspicious clouds. There was a flying pendant hanging on the side, and the end of the flying pendant was the same small metal buckle. .

  "Does the prayer wheel look like this?" Xiaolan asked when he had only heard of the prayer wheel.

   "Almost," Jasmine stroked the surface of the sutra with her finger, "Maybe...maybe a bit bigger than this, I have never seen such a small one."

   Xiaolan nodded, picked up the big rattle in front of him and said, "Is this too straightforward."

   "It's okay. They feel more mysterious if we hold the straightforward things in our hands," Jasmine said bluntly, "They all have this psychology, and the master's things are definitely different."

   Xiaolan suddenly realized.

  Unexpectedly, you are already an old cudgel at a young age.

  The two arranged how to pretend to be a ghost in the evening. When they thought of the large audience, they were a little nervous.

  There are also men who disappeared temporarily because of the evening ceremonies. What are they going to do at that time, or what are they going to do to the two of the organization ceremonies?

  According to the sixth person, Master Fengmu and Master Qiuyuan generally gathered the audience participating in the ceremony during the alternate period of night and day. As night fell, the ceremony opened on time.

  Clean up briefly. It’s already night here, and the smell of cooking smoke and food is rising in the village. For this memorial service, it seems that the villagers’ dinner time has been advanced.

   "Two masters!"

  The sixth call sounded from the gate of the courtyard on time.

  The sixth person is carrying the big lunch box in the morning, which is full of food, which is really touching.

  He didn't mean to enter the hospital, he just passed the food in through the fence, checked the time with the two again and again, and left anxiously.

  Even the sixth child has become so.

  Tonight’s ritual not only disturbed Xiaolan and Jasmine’s minds, but also caused the whole village to unknowingly fall into the anxiety of outward calm.

  The two of them ate and drank enough, stuffed all the magical instruments on their bodies, and walked to the altar location mentioned by the sixth person, stepping on the ambiguous light of the dusk.

  You can already see the crowd gathering from a distance.

  The people on the outermost periphery turned their heads to see the two, bowed deeply or nodded with fists. The two walked through the channel automatically divided by the crowd and walked towards the center of the assembly.

The village chief’s corpse coffin was placed on a low stone platform. The circle of the coffin had been sealed with chopsticks and thick iron nails. The sixth and his wife stood beside the coffin. The wife looked at the village chief’s coffin with tears of tears. I didn't realize that the two of them had arrived by their side.

   "Madame's sorrow," Jasmine said pretendingly, "We will definitely help the village chief ascend to bliss early."

Mrs.   's eyes were distracted, and the delicate beauty appeared flaws for the first time, "You don't understand... how could it become like this."

  "We have not traced the culprit who killed the village chief," Xiaolan thought that his wife was referring to this, and explained in a low voice, "but we did not give up the investigation. After the memorial service is held, we will do our best to search."

Mrs.    stopped talking, her eyes were still empty and confused, she just kept shaking her head.

"It's getting late," the sixth man raised his head and looked to the sky through the gap in the tree canopy above his head. "The sky will be completely dark within half an hour, and the audience who haven't assembled after dark will no longer be able to invite to observe the Fa, two people What do you think of the master, leave another hour for aggregation?"

  Xiaolan and Jasmine had no idea. They looked around and searched for suspicious faces in the crowd.

   "Sixth, are they here?"

  The sixth child naturally understood who "they" meant, looked up around, and shook his head at the two of them, "The ones that the two masters looked for did not appear, but the true sister-in-law of the Huozhen family is here."

  There are more than ten minutes, and the entrance to the observatory will be closed.

  But the few people who want to make trouble are still nowhere to be seen.

   Xiaolan didn't know what he was panicking. After all, although she hadn't experienced the trick of a **** stick, she could often see people fooling around with her long mouth, and she could comprehend a little bit of the essence.

  The night fell down, and the surrounding crowd slowly became quiet.

   Xiaolan inserted the low-profile version of the heavenly flags chosen by Jasmine into the ground around the stone platform one by one, and the other artifacts were placed in their respective positions according to their guesses.

  The religious service is about to begin.

  Jasmine shook the turning cylinder, and the wall of the cylinder engraved with the scriptures turned around, making a long and ethereal sound.

   "A few minutes left?" Xiaolan covered her face and asked Xiang Lao Liu secretly.

  The sixth child did not look at the time, nor asked the time, and blurted out, “There are still five minutes, and after five minutes, viewers will not be able to visit the Buddhist memorial service.”

  Five minutes, Falu Pass.

  None of the faces in expectation still appeared.

  Maybe...it’s a calm night.

  A little bit of time, bit by bit.

  While Xiaolan rang the bell, the sixth child suddenly raised his hand, his rough and thick voice was cold.

  "The ritual is about to begin, countdown."

  There is still a countdown.

  The two stood awkwardly in front of the pious sixth.

  The channel is about to close.

   Just when the two were preparing to pretend to exorcise, something unexpected happened.

   "Wow!—"

  Something swept across the wind, quickly approaching you.

  But the target seems to be crooked again.

  After hearing the dangerous sound, Xiaolan searched for the shadow of the thing everywhere.

  Night is coming, and the leaves and bamboo leaves are rustling in the night wind.

  Not found.

  It's too dark to find.

"what!"

   Suddenly there was a woman's scream.

   "Madam!" The sixth exclaimed.

Mrs.   ? !

  Xiaolan and Jasmine hurriedly turned to look.

Mrs.    originally had no trace of variegated white mourning clothes, and dots of blood were splashed.

  The target of that thing is the lady.

  At this time, the lady was clutching her abdomen tightly, and the shocking redness spread out a little bit.

  The crowd began to scream.

   "Madam!" Xiaolan and Jasmine shouted and rushed to the side.

  The sixth man helped his wife slowly limp to the ground. When she rushed to the side of her wife, Xiaolan saw that in the center of her arms clutching her abdomen, a dark to shiny arrow appeared.

  Someone shot an arrow at the lady, hurting her abdomen.

  What the **** is going on.

  "Madam, madam..." Xiaolan grabbed his wife's sleeve and asked softly, "Did the madam see anyone attacking you?"

  "I shouldn't...I shouldn't..." I don't know if it's because of the pain or something else. At this moment, Madam's lake-like soft eyes are like rolling waves, tears are constantly pouring out of her eyes, her eyes are pious and desperate.

   Xiaolan's heart stabbed.

  This is the feeling of witnessing the beautiful brokenness.

   "What shouldn't it?"

   "I regret it!—"

  After a scream, the blood in the lady's abdomen surged even more severely. Xiaolan looked at the intense scarlet that swallowed the square, and wanted to stop the bleeding with her hands, but she couldn't do it.

  So dizzy.

  The line of sight rotates.

  (End of this chapter)