Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 803 Still Black Skin

   "What happened?" the Taoist priest asked softly.

  Xiaolan shook the black leather in his hand, "The black leather is back."

   "Black skin?" The Taoist priest frowned slightly, and then spread it out, "Oh, this is black skin, I thought..."

   Thought you were carrying a big lump of mud.

   "What are they talking about?" The fool asked when he saw that the people in the General Assembly were talking together.

   "Just tell me about taking over the work here, it doesn't matter if you didn't hear it," Luo Jiutian said, "Where did you find the black leather? Wasn't it left in Luliang?"

"It said that it was stuck in the luggage carousel at the airport, and it has been hanging around in Fuxuan Airport these days," Xiaolan said, "It smelled my smell in Li Muyuan's car, so it sneaked into the car. came back."

  Luo Jiutian looked at the black skin with disgust, "How could it be like this at the airport? The airport isn't so dirty."

   "You're the only one dirty!" Black Skin shouted angrily, "Try rolling around the corner of the baggage carousel and the airport!"

   Xiaolan patted Heipi's head, "Heipi don't be rude."

   "Irrelevant?" Luo Jiutian was stunned for a moment, "Is this little thing scolding me?"

   "No...no..."

   "It must have scolded me!"

"Really do not have……"

   On the other side, the three fools quietly approached Qin Yin and listened to the conversation of the group of people with Qin Yin.

  Baomu put his head close to Qin Yin's ear, pressed his voice and asked, "Sister Xiaoyin, let me ask you a question."

   Qin Yin glanced at Baomu strangely, "What is the question? You can ask."

   "Do you know what Xiaolan's favorite food is?"

   Fool, Baomu and Wenling's ears perked up.

   "Xiao Lan's favorite food..." Qin Yin didn't expect this question at all, and suddenly felt a little funny, "Isn't that obvious, biscuits."

   The shocked expressions of the three people were all frozen on their faces.

  Qin Yin looked at the three people in order in disbelief, "You don't know it, right?"

   "We... uh... Xiaolan told you, right?" the fool asked.

"Do you need to tell this with Xiaolan? She eats more biscuits than the rest of us put together. All fools know that Xiaolan loves this stuff," Qin Yin glanced at the fool with contempt, "Tsk tsk tsk, even this one. I don't know, don't let Xiaolan know, otherwise she will be so sad, ah? You guardians are incompetent."

   "You don't have to worry about that. I'll buy a carload of cookies for her tomorrow." The fool said.

   And Xiaolan was already sad.

   "Sister Xiaoyin, then I'll ask you a second question," Baomu asked again, "Who is Xiaolan's favorite person?"

   Qin Yin blinked and said without hesitation, "Of course it's me!"

The voice of    was a bit loud, which caused the conversation of the general meeting to stop. A group of people looked at Qin Yin curiously. Qin Yin waved his hand apologetically and took the three of them to Xiaolan.

   "Come on, Xiaolan, tell me, is your favorite person your sister Xiaoyin?"

   Xiaolan didn't explain it to Luo Jiutian, so she was dragged into another Asura field, and even the Taoist priest stepped in.

   "Xiaoyin really should be Xiaolan's favorite sister," the Taoist priest smiled elegantly, "but if you want to say her favorite person, it might not be the same."

   In other words, sorry, it's me.

   "Master, go away, she is under pressure when you stand next to Xiaolan," Qin Yin dragged the master away and asked Xiaolan, "Xiaolan, isn't it me that you like the most?"

"me……"

  Under the gaze of a circle of people, Xiaolan wished that he could spiral up to the sky immediately.

   "Oh, don't make things difficult for Xiaolan," Luo Jiutian said, "I don't think it's a big deal. Xiaolan likes Jasmine the most."

   "Jasmine has only stayed with Xiaolan for a few days," Qin Yin pouted, then pointed at the three fools, "Don't join in the fun, you don't even know Xiaolan's favorite biscuits."

"I……"

   "Don't be arguing," Xiaolan directly raised the black leather in her hand, "My favorite is it."

   "It?" Qin Yin lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Heipi, then raised his eyes to Xiaolan, "A lump of mud?"

   The black skin was beautiful for only a second, and then he shouted angrily, "You are the mud!"

  Wang Ling pointed to the black skin and introduced, "Black skin."

   "Heisi..." Qin Yin also recalled the name, "Didn't Heipi get lost in Fuxuan? Why did he come back? It turned into a...mud ball."

Xiaolan told the story of black skin looking for her mother in a thousand miles (not) again. After listening, Qin Yin barely understood the need for Xiaolan to say in front of black skin that her favorite was black skin, but the expression on her face Contempt still betrayed her.

  I know Xiaolan, you just give this black mud ball a face, I know you like me the most.

   Luo Jiutian was watching the fun here and was happy, but he was slapped on the back of the head by Lao Luo.

   "I know you're watching the fun, hurry up and listen, Jasmine and Miaozhen are calling you."

  Luo Jiutian shrank his neck and jumped over, and as expected, they were turning their heads to look at him.

   "Are you talking about something important?" Jasmine asked.

   "Ah... uh, it's okay, it's not too important," Luo Jiutian asked, "What are you all looking for from me?"

   "Of course it's my business," Lao Luo said helplessly, "Prepare the answer for me, don't talk nonsense."

"Nine days," Shen Ming's face was pale, and the sad expression on his face became more obvious, "We didn't plan to mention it originally, but after thinking about it, I still feel that Wugengtian should be responsible for the eight liangshui. …”

"Oh, I really don't need to be responsible, what is the responsibility?" Luo Jiutian said, "My father didn't die because of Grandpa Qiao, and everyone dies, some are lighter than a feather, some are heavier than Mount Tai, my father has already It was worth dying."

   Lao Luo on the side was almost killed by Luo Jiutian's words.

   Hearing Luo Jiutian's "rebellious" words, Wuliang and Shen Ming looked at Miaozhen in shock, and Miaozhen had a look on his face, "Look, I said it, he is a little abnormal".

   Wuliang quickly put his arms around Li Muyuan's shoulders and pulled him aside and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with Jiutian?"

   "There is nothing wrong with it."

   "No mental problems? No psychological problems?"

   "No, he is very healthy both physically and mentally," Li Muyuan said, "Maybe it's simply unfilial."

  Qin Yin and Xiaolan saw that Luo Jiutian had made things like this again, and they hurriedly came over and explained to Jasmine, "Jiutian has been sad for a long time, but now he just thinks about it, people always have to look forward..."

   "Yes, he cried terribly."

   "You didn't see..."

   "That's right," Luo Jiutian stroked his chest and pretended to be heavy, "My father will always live in my heart."

   (end of this chapter)