Monument of Life and Death

Chapter 744: overnight

Chapter 744 Overnight

When everyone returned to Weiruozhai, the sky was already dark.

Wen Ling walked slowly on the small road following the route in the memory.

The dark-gray huts were shrouded in the dim evening light, and there was no sign of life. I don’t know if these houses are conscious, do they know that they have been abandoned?

"It seems..." Wen Ling stopped in front of a house unsure.

"Is this this one?" The fool looked into the house across the yard. "Well, it's very possible, you see, the door of this family's house is open."

Indeed, unlike other households, the door of this house is open and you can see the furnishings of the furniture in the house.

Luo Jiutian simply pushed open the courtyard door neatly, and a group of people walked straight over.

Wen Ling was a little nervous, and so was Xiao Lan.

If the child is really inside, what will they see?

Actually, Xiaolan had the same attitude as others. They didn't expect the child's survival, but faced with the last hope in Wenling's eyes, they couldn't say it anyway.

In case it is the corpse of the child...

Others also thought of this, so they quickened their pace and hurried in in front of Wen Ling.

As soon as he entered the house, the Taoist, the fool, and Luo Jiutian started searching for them separately.

Even if there is a terrible picture, you must find it before asking the spirit.

Baomu stood at the door and sniffed vigorously, then shook his head at the others.

When Wen Ling walked into the living room, Taoist Chief and Luo Jiutian had already returned.

"No one," Luo Jiutian said, "that kid doesn't seem to come back."

Wen Ling’s pupils flickered a few times, and she slowly walked to the wooden table against the wall and picked up a picture frame placed on the table.

After a few quiet glances, she handed them the photo frame.

"is her."

On the photo, it is a happy family of four.

The four were standing next to a green bamboo. The father and mother each held a child in their arms. The child in the mother's arms was still young, estimated to be only two or three years old. The child in his father's arms was about six or seven years old. Both of them were girls, sweet. Smiles on their faces.

"Yes..." Qin Yin raised his head.

Qing Ling pointed to the girl who was slightly larger, "She."

Xiaolan blinked. Through this thin photo, Xiaolan could feel alive and vigorous.

Those eyes that are as clear as lake water.

Forever buried under the eyes of the soil.

The fool came back, shaking his head at the crowd.

"The child is not there."

Wen Ling sighed softly, with regret and a touch of comfort in his sigh.

She was also thankful that she did not see a more terrifying picture.

Luo Jiutian looked at Wenling's eyes and asked, "Shall we go to other households to look for it?"

Wen Ling raised his head and looked out the window, "it's dark."

it's getting dark.

The idiot pulled out the flashlight in his backpack, turned it on, and everything around him became clear again.

There are also footprints on the floor here.

Wen Ling looked around, slowly moved to the side of a chair, and sat on it.

"Overnight."

"Do you want us to spend the night here?" the Taoist asked.

Wen Ling nodded.

"This is also very good," Qin Yin said, "It's a big night, and I can't find anything. Let's set off tomorrow morning."

At this time, of course everyone must first consider the idea of Wen Ling, and since the early hours of the morning until now, they have not even had the opportunity to rest, and naturally accepted the idea of staying here overnight.

"In this case, the three of you go inside and rest," the fool pointed inward, "the four of us are guarding in the living room."

"Don't, you haven't had a good rest these few days, and if you keep going, you won't be able to hold it anymore," Qin Yin said, "You go to bed first, and I will watch the night. I slept soundly the other day, and there is no shortage of it. Feel, if I get sleepy, I will call you again."

"How can this work?" The fool frowned.

It's very rare to see these two humility to each other.

"In this way, then I will watch the night with Xiaoyin," Luo Jiutian said, "I slept enough before, do you remember?"

This is very unforgettable.

"Then add another me." Xiaolan also said.

"You can't do it," Qin Yin shook his finger, "You were so busy when you saved Wenling, you have to get your blood back."

"I guess I can't sleep either..."

"That's not okay," Qin Yin refused decisively, "Hey, you all go to bed, I and Jiutian Vigil will be fine."

Xiaolan had no choice but to walk towards the bedroom at Qin Yin's insistence. The boys walked into the master bedroom, while Xiaolan and Wenling walked into the children's room.

Two pink single beds are placed side by side, and the bedding on the bed is all available, but they are all dusty.

Wen Ling walked to the bed against the wall, so Xiaolan walked to the other bed.

Wen Ling said nothing, took off his shoes, and lay on the bed with his back to Xiaolan.

Xiaolan looked at Wen Ling's back.

She was waiting for the sound of sobbing.

However, after more than ten minutes passed, Wen Ling still made no sound.

She fell asleep.

Xiaolan was relieved, she lay flat and closed her eyes.

Soon, she fell asleep too.

Dreams are chaotic. Xiaolan knew that this was an ordinary dream, and she did not dream of what happened to the child.

Just as Xiaolan thought that tonight would be a peaceful night, a sudden tingling came from her left hand, which directly awakened her.

"咝——"

Xiaolan opened her eyes, sat up, rubbed her right hand on the tingling part of the back of her left hand.

After waking up, it doesn’t hurt anymore.

Xiaolan grabbed the back of her hand, and looked at the back of her hand with the moonlight outside the window.

There are no wounds, no redness or swelling, only a few scratches that I just scratched out.

Is an illusion?

Xiaolan shakes her hand away, turns on her phone, and checks the time.

It was already late at night.

There was silence around , the boys’ breathing came from the opposite bedroom, and Xiaolan got out of bed.

Suddenly, there was a “boom” in the living room.

"Ah..." Qin Yin's voice.

Xiaolan hurriedly pulled her shoes and ran out in a hurry.

The flashlight was on. Luo Jiutian and Qin Yin were sitting on both sides of the table. Luo Jiutian was lying on his back on the chair with his mobile phone in his hands, already asleep.

Qin Yin lay on the table, rubbing his forehead, and humming.

"Sister Xiaoyin?" Xiaolan walked over.

"Huh?" Qin Yin raised his head, sleepy eyes, "Xiaolan? Are you awake?"

"Sister Xiaoyin, what's wrong with you?"

"I... nothing," Qin Yin yawned and wiped the drool from his face, "knocking his forehead on the table, it's okay."

Xiaolan wanted to laugh a little.

is so sleepy that it kowtows.

"Sister Xiaoyin, I have enough sleep, I will watch the night," Xiaolan said, "Go and rest."

"no."

"Someone must be there to accompany the spirit."

Taking advantage of Qin Yin's hesitation and confusion, Xiao Lan pushed and coaxed, and finally sent Qin Yin to sleep.

She went back to the living room.