Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 960 Blessing (4000 words)

When Xiaolan entered this room, the pervert was still standing beside the swing in the courtyard, looking at them with hatred. .

  Xiaolan felt relieved, but a little uneasy.

   On the one hand, the pervert obviously had bad intentions, and he didn't know where he was hiding at the moment, on the other hand... Xiaolan felt that his situation was also very embarrassing.

   She is such a big spider, so she hides behind Aunt Ping's collar. It feels like she will be discovered sooner or later. Then...

   "Xiaojia is so good," Aunt Ping grabbed Xiaojia's hand and said with a kind smile, "Okay, wash your hands, we're ready to eat."

   "Well..." Xiaojia agreed absentmindedly.

   "What's the matter? Are you still afraid?" Aunt Ping saw that something was wrong with Xiaojia, "Don't be afraid, the spider has been driven away."

   No, Xiaolan thought.

   "Aunt Ping..." Xiaojia hesitated for a long time before he hesitated, "I seem to have seen a ghost."

  Aunt Ping instead of teasing or teaching Xiaojia, she tilted her head and asked seriously, "What's going on here?"

   "I was swinging outside..." Xiaojia pointed out the window, "Then the swing next to me suddenly started to move."

   "That's because it's windy outside, idiot." The seven- or eight-year-old boy just touched him at some point and complained again.

   "There's no wind outside!" Xiaojia retorted with her neck twisted.

   "There's obviously wind, look, isn't the swing moving now," the little boy said, "You must be lying again."

   "I didn't! The swing didn't move like this just now... The swing just flew so high!... I..."

   "Dongdong," the fool came over and took the little boy's hand, "Don't quarrel with Xiaojia, go, wash your hands and eat."

  Xiaojia puffed out her mouth in anger, she swung Aunt Ping's arm coquettishly and said, "Aunt Ping, everything they say is true...I didn't lie..."

  Auntie Ping has been in deep thought since just now. She was so shaken by Xiaojia that she realized it. She hurriedly squatted down and asked softly, "Little Jia, tell Auntie, what did you see just now?"

"That's right... Originally, I was the only one on the swing," Xiaojia stretched out her two hands and made a gesture of holding the swing, "Then, the swing next to it also started to move, and it became more and more powerful, and then... fly higher than me..."

Aunt   Ping followed Xiaojia's hand and looked out. There was a constant breeze outside. The two swings were swaying slowly in the wind, but they didn't fly, and they didn't fly very high.

   But Aunt Ping's eyes were obviously flustered.

   "Aunt Ping..." Seeing Aunt Ping stunned, Xiaojia asked timidly, "Is there a ghost?"

  Aunt Ping lowered her head and rubbed Xiaojia's head. She stopped talking for a while before finally smiling, "Don't be afraid, Xiaojia, there are no ghosts."

"But what's going on?" Xiaojia hugged Aunt Ping's arm, "could it be the big spider? The swing was swaying, and suddenly it stopped, and then the big spider dropped my face. up..."

   When Xiaojia said this, she couldn't hold back and shivered again.

   "Spider..." Aunt Ping pondered for a while and said, "The spider is no longer here."

not at all.

   "I see," Xiaojia raised her finger, "It's a spider monster!"

  Aunt Ping almost didn't hold back, "Spider monster... Maybe."

   "Then shall we catch the spider monster?" Xiaojia became excited, "Aunt Ping, let's go catch the monster!"

   Xiaolan felt a tight back, she had perfectly integrated into her current role.

   "Let's... go to dinner first," Aunt Ping changed the subject, "Today we have your favorite sweet and sour tenderloin."

   "Ah! Sweet and sour pork loin!"

   "They'll finish eating them later..."

  Xiaojia instantly forgot about catching the spider monster and rushed into the restaurant.

  Aunt Ping looked at Xiaojia's back, but did not follow, but turned a corner and walked into another room.

  Xiao Lan shrank behind Aunt Ping's collar and looked at the room with her eight eyes with a very wide field of vision.

  This is like...Aunt Ping's bedroom.

  The room is not big, with a double bed in the middle, a row of simple wardrobes and a low bedside table beside the bed, opposite the bed…

Huh?

That is…

Not long after Aunt   ping walked into the room, the door opened and a middle-aged man walked in.

   "Xiaoping, why don't you go to dinner?"

  The two are about the same age, probably husband and wife.

Aunt   Ping didn't speak, but took hesitant steps towards the wall opposite the bed.

   Hanging on the wall was exactly what surprised Xiaolan just now—a painting.

   It was a blank painting.

   This painting is almost the same as the painting in Qomono Temple. Of course, since it is all blank, it is difficult to be different.

   But if you look closely, there seem to be some differences between the two paintings.

   The first is the way of binding. Qiaobu's paintings are obviously carefully bound, and although the one in front of them is well preserved, the binding style is relatively simple in comparison.

  Looking carefully, the drawing paper of this painting also seems to be different from that of the bridge...

   It would be nice if we could compare.

   But Xiaolan can roughly confirm one thing - although it is very similar, this painting is not the one in Qiao's hands.

   "What's wrong?" The man turned around and closed the door, and came over, "What happened? Why did you suddenly look at the painting?"

   "Husband," Aunt Ping said, turning her head, "Xiaojia seems to have seen something dirty."

   "Xiao Jia?" The man's eyes widened, "What's going on?"

   "Xiaojia was swinging in the yard, but the swing with no one next to it suddenly started to swing," Aunt Ping said. "After that, a spider landed on Xiaojia's nose."

   "Oh...So those kids were talking about this just now," the man suddenly realized, "Xiaojia freaked out?"

  Aunt Ping nodded, "The important thing is that the child thinks he has encountered a ghost, or something like a spider spirit..."

   The man frowned, "You suspect..."

   "The Zishan incident, I always thought it would not end so easily," Aunt Ping said, "I just don't know if it was the girl or the murderer..."

   "Don't worry," the man patted Aunt Ping on the shoulder, "With this painting, no one can get in."

   "But we always have to go out," Aunt Ping sat down on the bed slumped, "If that thing really came with malicious intent, how should we protect Zishan?"

The man also sat next to Aunt Ping, thinking about it, and said, "Zi Shan is almost an adult, he must be able to see a lot of things himself, that child's mind has always been very delicate, and he has experienced this kind of thing, presumably... "

   "Do you want to tell Zishan directly?" Aunt Ping instantly understood what the man meant.

   "I think, even if we don't tell him, he will guess sooner or later," the man said, "Zi Shan is a smart boy."

  Aunt Ping sighed and turned her head to look out the window at the slightly desolate scenery, "What should I say?"

   "Hey..." The man clasped Aunt Ping's hand tightly and said, "Xiaoping, let's go out to eat first, anyway, at this time, Zishan doesn't have to go to school for the time being, let's discuss it in the afternoon."

  Aunt Ping nodded silently.

  The man stood up, "Xiaoping, let's go."

Aunt   Ping also stood up, took two steps, and started to take off her coat.

Before Xiaolan could react, she was thrown onto the bed together with the coat. After taking off her coat, Aunt Ping and the man walked out of the bedroom together, leaving only Xiaolan crawling around, and it took a long time to get out of the coat. .

  The human left, and the spider finally dared to move.

Xiaolan was driven by this body and crawled towards the door. Xiaolan wanted to climb to the side of the painting and take a closer look. A few minutes later, Xiaolan climbed outside the door and walked along the corridor.

  The restaurant was in the opposite direction, the chatter inside gradually faded away, Xiaolan kept walking forward, not knowing where the end point was.

  The little spider crawled and crawled to the side of the shoe cabinet.

  Xiaolan looked up at the many pairs of shoes placed by the door. From this perspective, each shoe looked like a boat.

   Then, the little spider got on one of the boats.

  Xiaolan climbed along the side wall of a sneaker. Just when Xiaolan was worried that she would be trampled to death by the owner of the shoe, a series of footsteps approached slowly.

   The rhythm of these footsteps is familiar to Xiaolan...

  The man appeared.

   Sure enough, it's a fool!

  The fool finished his meal first, walked over to the shoe cabinet, took off his slippers, and began to change his shoes.

   He put on the sneakers where Xiaolan was, took Xiaolan lying on the side of the shoes, pushed the door and walked out.

The fool walked out of this door, walked along the wall for a while, and came to another door. This is another house in the orphanage. Xiaolan remembered that she had been here, and Xiaojia was here for the first time. Throwing myself out of the bottle.

   It seems that Brother Fool also lives in this house.

  The fool enters the door and changes his shoes.

  Xiaolan looked at the fool's back, and was about to be disappointed, but he didn't expect that the little spider seemed to have identified the fool's goal, followed the fool's footsteps, and crawled over.

boom!

   A door closed.

  Xiao Lan crawled towards the door, through the narrow gap under the door, and got into the fool's room.

  The room was a mess.

  Xiaolan quickly found a place to stay. She hid in a messy corner and observed everything secretly.

  The reason why the room is so messy is not because the fool is sloppy, but because he is packing.

   In the middle of the mess was the fool's open suitcase. There were a few things in the suitcase. After the fool returned to the room, he squatted on the ground and started packing.

  Speaking of which, it is understandable that the fool has just returned from the police station and is packing his things now.

but…

   Fool is clearly stuffing his things into the suitcase.

   Is he going to leave?

   After cleaning up for a while, there was a knock on the door, and Aunt Ping's voice came from outside the door.

   "Zi Shan, are you inside?"

  Xiaolan shrank into the depths of the darkness.

   If nothing else, Aunt Ping should have come over to talk to the fool about it.

   The fool agreed and opened the door.

  Aunt Ping was stunned when she saw the mess in the room, "Zi Shan, this is..."

   "Oh," the fool smiled honestly, turned his head to look, and said, "Aunt Ping, I'm going to leave."

   "Let's go?" Aunt Ping suddenly forgot what she was going to say, "What do you mean? Where are you going?"

   "I want to leave the bridge," the fool lowered his eyes, "I want to go and see the outside world."

   "But you're still in school," Aunt Ping was obviously anxious, "you still have the college entrance examination."

   The fool's wry smile looked very bleak. He raised his head to look at Aunt Ping and said in a low voice, "Auntie, do you really think that I can study normally and take the college entrance examination normally like nothing happened?"

  Aunt Ping was speechless.

   "Things have already happened, and the consequences of it can't be undone," the fool's eyes narrowed, "I'm no longer the same me..."

   "Zi Shan..." Aunt Ping's tone was very weak, "This is not what that girl wants to see..."

"Aunt…"

   "Okay," Aunt Ping saw that the fool's thoughts were hard to shake, so she shook her head and sighed, "Then at least... let's go after a while."

   The fool heard something from Aunt Ping and asked, "What happened?"

"It's nothing, it's just..." Aunt Ping hesitated, "It's just that I'm worried that someone will harass you. The popularity of this case has not passed recently, and everyone is watching your words and deeds. After a while, the heat will drop. , it's not too late for you to leave."

  The fool nodded slowly, "Okay, I originally planned to leave in a few days."

  Aunt Ping lowered her head, her eyebrows were twisted together, and her face was full of worries. She thought for a long time, and then hesitantly said, "Zishan, if...if something strange happens around you during this time, you must tell me and your uncle in time."

   "Strange thing?"

"That's right... there are always people who will try their best to inquire about you, which may affect you," Aunt Ping grinned, as if she wanted to smile, but couldn't, "It's those reporters, what? of."

   "Will they?" asked the fool innocently.

   "Not sure," Aunt Ping muttered, "people are very complicated."

   The fool blinked, "Aunt Ping, do you know something?"

   "Me? I'm fine," Aunt Ping said. "Don't worry about it."

   The fool reacted for a while, "Is someone harassing you already? Has a reporter come over? Or someone else..."

  Aunt Ping really laughed this time, "Where did you think of going?"

   "That group of people is too hateful."

   "No, really not," Aunt Ping said, "Zishan, then you... just clean up. Auntie is back."

   "Auntie, what were you trying to say?"

"what?"

   "Did you come to me just to make me be careful?" the fool asked, "Is there nothing else?"

  Aunt Ping paused for a few seconds and said, "No more."

   (end of this chapter)