Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 489 Shrubs

  The doorman recognized Xiaolan at a glance.

   "Why are you again?" The uncle guard glanced in the door, "How did you come in?"

   Before Xiaolan could answer, a few people approached behind the door guard.

   "Look, we are right, there is really someone in this house!" A middle-aged woman shrank behind the doorman and pointed to Xiaolan.

   "Pull it down, you said there is a ghost." The man standing next to her teased.

  "Aren’t ghosts and thief the same," the woman argued at the man, "this kid, what a bad young age does, he must steal things from others."

  Xiaolan bit her lips tightly and said nothing.

  Uncle the doorman with a sullen face, rushed forward to try to catch Xiaolan, Xiaolan retreated abruptly and avoided.

   "Sister Tianshen?" Ling was pushed into the living room by Xiaolan, "What's wrong with sister Tianshen? Did you see my mother?"

  Ling can't see all these people.

   Xiaolan put her right hand behind her back, grabbed Ling's arm, and stared at the people in front of her.

   "Sister Tianshen, what are you looking at?" Ling leaned her head from behind Xiaolan, and looked at the door, "Why didn't I see anything?"

   "You come out for me." The uncle guard stood at the door, pointing at Xiaolan threateningly.

   Xiaolan shook her head stubbornly.

   "Sister Tianshen, what are you doing?" Ling twisted uncomfortably, crying in her voice, "What's the matter? What are you looking at? Why can't I see?..."

  Ling broke down more and more.

  Now is not the time.

  If Ling knew the facts now, she didn't know what it would be like.

   cannot be here.

  At least not in front of yourself.

  A layer of sweat leaked out of Xiaolan's forehead, and his brain turned quickly.

   "You go in and grab her out." The woman stabbed the doorman in the arm.

   "Oh, you urge you to fart," the man pulled the woman away, "What do you know? How can anyone break into the owner's house casually?"

  "What do you mean by knowing a fart? Where is the owner of this house now? Dead to death..."

   "Shhh! Bah! Bah! You are not unlucky!..."

   "Yeah, it's unlucky now. It's not because of the pitifulness of the orphans and the widows... the old scumbag."

   "What the **** are you talking about?!"

   "Is it nonsense?!..."

  The two of them are behind the uncle doorman, you confided in each word, and the uncle doorman gave them a slightly disgusted look, and then returned his gaze to Xiaolan.

  At this time, the air on the other side of the door guard's body seemed to start to shake, and after a few seconds, Rong Fa appeared.

  The people at the door can't see Rongfa, only Xiaolan can see Rongfa and step aside in disgust, trying to stay away from these "ugly humans" as much as possible.

  "Brother Rongfa?" Ling behind Xiaolan blinked and asked.

  Ignoring the strange eyes of others, Xiaolan turned around and squatted in front of Ling, "Ling, listen to me, you should follow Brother Rongfa first."

  Ling shook her head, and grabbed Xiaolan's hand with her backhand, "Where are you going?"

   "I'm not going anywhere," Xiaolan stood up and pushed Ling towards Rong Fa, "I will go to you after I have dealt with this matter."

  Ling also wanted to struggle to run to Xiaolan's leg, but Rong Fa grabbed it and hugged it on her shoulder.

   "Sister Tianshen!" Ling shouted, "I will handle it with you! I don't..."

"Walk, go with Brother Rongfa, don't mess with the gods of our family," Rongfa carried Ling, through the bodies of the people blocking the door, and walked to the elevator, "Oh, please! Don't pull me. Hair! You kid..."

   "Rongfa!"

  Rong Fa immediately changed his words, "You little fellow, if it weren’t for the face of Lord Tianshen, I would definitely take care of you!"

   "Let go of me! I want Sister Tianshen! Let go of me!..." Ling grabbed Rong Fa's hair, crying and pulling.

   "Ling, be obedient, don't bully Rongfa's brother, and Rongfa's brother will return to the tent and wait for me, I will take you to find mom."

After Xiaolan shouted these words, Ling's cry and Rong Fa's screams came to an abrupt end. With a beep, the elevator sounded, and their voices disappeared deep in the corridor.

The faces of a few people at the door were scared white. I thought Xiaolan had a problem with his mind. However, with Xiaolan’s words, the elevator stopped on the fourth floor for no apparent reason. Without loading anyone, he quickly returned. On the first floor, no matter what you think...

   Xiaolan saw the fear in the eyes of the people at the door, deliberately put on a mysterious expression, and took a step forward suddenly.

  The woman yelled, pushed away the man and the doorman, and ran back to the corridor. Soon, there was a bang from the corridor, and it sounded like the house next door.

The man and the uncle guard were pushed and fell together. The two of them were pale. The man scolded and got up from the ground, and quickly rushed back to his door, cursing his wife while knocking on the door. The uncle guard was still limp on the ground, his eyes slightly narrowed. Red, staring at Xiaolan.

   Xiaolan looked down at the doorman, raised his hand, and closed the door.

  One second before the door closed, the doorman said with a dumb voice, "This kid is called Ling."

  Xiaolan's movements were delayed for a while.

   "I know," Xiaolan nodded, "Thank you, uncle."

boom!

   Xiaolan locked the door and rushed back to the balcony, just in time to see Rong Fa disappearing at the gate of the community with Ling's hand. The balcony next door was closed with a curtain, which was tightly covered.

  Can't wait any longer.

  The darkness of the night is exactly when everything happened.

  Ling’s mother did not come back tonight.

   Xiaolan thought, and ran to Xu Yiling's bedroom.

  Empty, a bedroom with only one bed.

  Is there anything that can let Ling and Xu Yiling know each other’s existence even when they can’t see each other?

Nothing at all.

  Xiaolan turned a few times in Xu Yiling's bedroom, and found nothing, and hurriedly returned to Ling's bedroom.

  Ling’s bedroom is filled with a lot of things, books, books, photo frames...

  What do they need to let them know each other?

  Just as Xiaolan was at a loss, there was a leisurely knock at the door.

   Xiaolan's heart tightened.

  Knocking on the door is not fast and slow, and in the dead silence of the night, it is creepy.

   Xiaolan moved to the living room and opened the cat's eye.

   is the uncle of the doorman.

  Uncle's face was a little red, and he looked breathless.

   Xiaolan thought for a while, but still opened the door.

   "Uncle," Xiaolan said seriously, "I really have something to do. I will leave as soon as I finish handling it, and I will never come back."

  Uncle door guard stood at the door, before breathing well, sweating on his forehead, he waved his left hand, and handed something with his right hand.

   Xiaolan took the thing over. It was a kraft paper envelope.

"this is……"

   "Child...When something went wrong..." Uncle the doorman supported his stomach with his hands, panting desperately, "Xiaoling...Xiaoling's hands... just hold this..."

   Xiaolan lowered her head, turned the envelope over, and saw three big characters "For Mom" ​​written on the front of the envelope that were not pretty.

   "Uncle..." Xiaolan looked up at the door guard a little gratefully.

Uncle    waved his hand again, his eyes were a little red, "that day was...their birthday..."

   "Their birthday?"

"Yiling...and Xiaoling...their two birthdays are on the same day..." Uncle the doorman choked up a bit because of lack of oxygen or something else, "It's them...that's the day when the accident happened to them... …"

   Xiaolan opened her mouth, speechless.

  Because of such a rare relationship between mother and daughter, Xu Yiling also left her name to her daughter.

   "If you really..." The guardian pointed to the envelope, "Just... give them the letter."

  After speaking, the doorman wiped his eyes, turned and left.

   "Thank you, uncle!" Xiaolan shouted after chasing to the door.

  The doorman grinned and pressed the elevator button lonely, without looking back at her.

Xiaolan folded the envelope twice, carefully put it into her jacket pocket, and went back to Ling's bedroom to look around. When she was about to give up searching and leave directly, Xiaolan noticed the four pieces on the window glass again. Fuzzy fingerprint imprints.

If    can leave a fingerprint, it means that someone who actually exists came to Ling’s bedroom that night.

   Xiaolan recalled everything she saw in the crystal ball.

  For a moment, Ling's eyes saw the person's appearance.

  Although it is not clear and straightforward.

Breathing.

  The breath on the glass reflected the person's appearance.

   Xiaolan turned around and rushed to Ling's desk, opened the drawer, flipped through it, and found a small round mirror with the size of a palm.

please.

   Xiaolan also tucked the mirror into his pocket, and finally took a look at the house, put on her shoes, closed the door, and walked to the elevator.

  It was silent late at night, and there was no one in the community. Xiaolan walked downstairs and saw that the window of 402 was still lit, and suddenly felt a little ashamed.

  Walking to the door, Xiaolan saw the uncle in the guard booth. The uncle nodded at her and opened the automatic door.

   Xiaolan took a look at the lane next to the car. Xu Yiling’s car was here and was hit by the speeding Li Dayong.

   Xiaolan walked out the door, and not far away, you could see the scratches on the ground from the spinning car tires.

  At that time, the door guard saw the car accident and ran in the opposite direction for the first time.

   Xiaolan looked across.

  It was an oil-green bush, and there was an abrupt depression between the dense bushes.

   Xiaolan ran across the road and looked there.

The bushes were crushed. After a day of heavy rain, there was no trace on the damp black soil. Xiaolan leaned down and smelled it. There was a faint smell of blood, mixed with the fragrance of green grass. The master, tells the final story.

   Xiaolan turned her head, and everything that happened that day reappeared before her eyes.

  Ling sat in the passenger seat, leaned out of the car window, and waved enthusiastically with the doorman.

   "Uncle! I went out for my birthday with my mom! Today is my birthday and my mom!"

   "That's so fun!" The door guard kindly pressed the button, and the barrier lifted.

  Xu Yiling drove the car slowly towards the exit.

   "Thanks for your hard work."

   "No hard work, no hard work," the uncle doorman smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Xiaoling, this kid is about the same age as my daughter, I am happy when I see her!"

  The car pulled out of the gate.

   "Ling, okay, don't poke out the car window anymore."

   "Hmm! Mom, I prepared a gift for you!"

   "Wow! Mom is looking forward to it!..."

   "Hey, I want to read it to mom myself..."

  Ling reached out to support the edge of the car window and was about to retract her body into the car.

  A car suddenly appeared on the left side of the white car.

boom.

  Little Ling, like a fragile bird, draws an arc in the air.

   just fell in the bushes.

   fell in front of Xiaolan.

   Those lifeless eyes are a little blurry.

   Xiaolan stared at the overwhelming bush, her jaw trembling slightly.

  She took a deep breath, turned around, left along the street, and walked towards the park.

  Xiaolan opened the curtain of the tent.

   "Master Tianshen," Rong Fa complained in the darkness, "You can count back."

   Xiaolan fixed the curtains on both sides, and the moonlight outlined the outline of the tent.

  Rongfa leaned against the table and sat on the ground. Ling was hugging him tightly, falling asleep in his arms, and tears could still be seen on his pale little face.

   "I have never seen such a sleepy kid," Rong Fa rolled his eyes, but used his hair as a quilt, and covered Ling's body. "He also rubbed his nose on my body, tusk tusk..."

  "Don't call her that," Xiaolan whispered, "She doesn't know yet."

  Rongfa looked down at Ling's sleeping face, and sighed lightly, "When did Lord God plan to let her know that day?"

   "I definitely can't just tell her like that," Xiaolan squatted to his side, "At least let her meet her mother first."

   "Her mother?" Rong Fa's eyes lit up, "Is there any other ghosts? Any other orders?"

   Xiaolan hissed, "Her mother is still alive."

  Rongfa disappointedly leaned back on the table.

  "Mom..." At this moment, Ling in Rong Fa's arms suddenly began to dream, "Mom...Mom..."

   "She may be awake." Rong Fa sat up straight.

   "It's okay," Xiaolan stood up, "But after Ling wakes up, don't talk nonsense."

   "How can I..."

  Rongfa mumbled and looked at the little girl in his arms. The girl's sleeping posture became unstable, pulling Rongfa's hair, and the pain made him grind his teeth.

   "Ling," Xiaolan patted Ling on the back, "Ling, I am Sister Tianshen."

   "Sister Tianshen?" Ling opened her eyes slightly.

   "I'm Rong Fa's brother." Rong Fa, not to be outdone, lowered his head and said to Ling.

   Xiaolan smiled, grabbed Ling's soft little hand, "I'll take you to find mom."

   "Mom!" Ling was completely awake.

   "Well," Xiaolan nodded his head, "Brother Rongfa and I will take you to find auntie."

   "But... but it's night now," Ling was still dazed, lying in Rong Fa's arms, looking very useful, "Mum should be at home now...home..."

  Looking at Ling's expression, it should be a little bit of recollection of what happened before going out.

   "Hey..." Ling opened her eyes wide, and suddenly realized, "Mom didn't go home tonight."

"Ok."

   "Why didn't mother go home?" Ling's eyes became restless. "Mom goes home every night."

  "Don't be afraid of Ling, I know where my mother is." Xiaolan clenched Ling's hand tightly.

  Ling frowned and nodded, "Tonight...it's a bit strange."

   Xiaolan and Rong Fa exchanged glances.

  "It won’t be weird anymore," Xiaolan stared at Ling's eyes, "Ling will know everything in a moment."

  (End of this chapter)