Monument of Life and Death - Chapter 633
The car went on.
After leaving the city, the dark sky seems to be lower, and what you see is no longer the tidy and bustling city scene, but the old look of the shabby old city.
Thick clouds covered one layer, and another world like the zenith finally emerged three-dimensionally. Xiaolan dazed his chin with his hand, imagining whether there would really be such a group of people behind the clouds. Clouds cover the sky, peeping at everything on the ground there.
Suddenly, a purple lightning flashed across the blue-black clouds.
Immediately afterwards, as if the sky was collapsing, the thunder suddenly fell.
Xiaolan’s shoulders trembled in shock.
The harsh brakes.
The others in the car were not frightened by Thunder, but were caught off guard by the fool’s sudden brake. Everyone cursed and helped the front seat to straighten up, Qin Yin’s hair was still hooked.
“As for, fool,” Qin Yin hurriedly tucked up his hair, “was scared like this by a thunder.”
“No… it’s not thunder…” The fool’s voice sounded a little strange, “You… didn’t you see it just now?”
“See what?” Luo Jiutian’s back straightened.
The fool turned his head to look at Baomu in the passenger seat, “Did you not see it either?”
“What?…Where is it?…” Baomu rubbed his forehead hitting the storage box and looked around, “I didn’t pay attention just now.”
The fool calmed down. He raised his right hand to the front of the car, frowning and said, “Just now, I saw a child in front of the front of the car.”
Qin Yin squeezed into the middle of the front seats, craned his neck and looked forward, “My child? Where is it?”
“When the thunder struck, he suddenly appeared,” the fool reached out to open the door, “and then disappeared…”
There was another loud noise.
The idiot was so frightened that he bounced, and the sound rang from the car door beside him, and everyone’s eyes suddenly locked on.
A little boy with tousled hair stood upright outside the car door, patted his hands on the window, and stared at them inside the car through the strands of hair on his forehead.
“Is that him?” The Taoist asked calmly in the back row.
The door opens and closes.
Several people got out of the car, but the little boy still stared at them silently.
The little boy was in ragged clothes, and his dark pupils circled everyone around him.
“Who are you?” The fool was a little angry, and his tone of voice was full of sullen anger.
The little boy glanced at the fool, then looked away, he stopped looking at them, and then leaned on the car window.
Everyone glanced at each other.
The people he was looking for were not them.
But the person sitting in the car at this time, Zhang Boyin.
The Taoist came forward, and he reached out and put his hand on the boy’s shoulder.
“What are you looking for?” The Taoist chief smiled and squatted beside the boy, “We can find it for you.”
Hearing these words, the boy turned his head slowly as expected.
A smile slowly appeared on his face.
“What are you laughing at?” Qin Yin was frowned upon by the smile.
The boy did not answer, but turned his face back, and clapped his hands facing the car window.
Click and click… The crisp clapping sound sounded rhythmically.
“The crow will return home, Sophora japonica will fall asleep, the child will go home, there is a mother at home…”
He sang an unfamiliar nursery rhyme with a voice full of innocence and innocence. The nursery rhyme had four sentences in total. The boy repeated these four sentences mechanically three times.
The nursery rhymes and the clapping sound stopped abruptly at the same time.
The little boy put down his hand and chuckled.
Qin Yin was annoyed, she raised her hand and grabbed the boy’s thin wrist. Without expecting it, the little boy seemed to be electrocuted, and instantly let out a screaming scream.
Qin Yin’s hand flicked away immediately, and the little boy ran away.
The fool reacted quickly and immediately caught up.
As soon as Xiaolan wanted to run, the Taoist leader grabbed his body and held her and Wen Ling, his chin rolled into the car, “You are optimistic about Zhang Boyin, remember to lock the door.”
Yes, there is also Zhang Boyin.
The two stopped and nodded.
The speed of the little boy was astonishing, and his thin back was like a flash of lightning. He disappeared in the middle of the winding alley on the right side of the road. The fool and the Taoist head ran after him. Qin Yin and Baomu followed, and soon after. Hidden into the dark streets.
Xiaolan and Wenling looked at each other.
The two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, sat upright on both sides of Zhang Boyin, and Xiaolan slanted his eyes to observe Zhang Boyin’s appearance.
The poem just now was read to him.
It seems…has no effect on Zhang Boyin.
The crow will return to the nest, the Sophora japonica will fall asleep, the child will go home, and there is a mother at home.
It sounds like a normal nursery rhyme.
“Wen Ling,” Xiaolan bends down and asked to the other side, “Do you see anything wrong with that kid?”
Asking Ling raised his head and thought for a while, his mouth slumped, and shook his head.
“Is it just an ordinary little boy?” Xiaolan couldn’t believe it, “Then what’s the matter with this poem?”
Wen Ling blinked gray eyes, “I don’t understand.”
Also, Wen Ling can only see the truth, but can’t hear it.
How about writing down the poem?
Xiaolan typed on the phone screen and presented the text version of the nursery rhyme to Wen Ling, “Now what? Can you see the problem?”
Still shaking his head.
There was also a look in puzzled eyes.
The car window banged.
The Taoist leader came back first with Qin Yin with an unhappy expression on his face.
“Is it the two of you?” Xiaolan asked as soon as the two got into the car, “Where are Brother Fool and Brother Baomu?”
“Don’t mention it.” Qin Yin shook his hand violently.
Seeing this, Xiaolan’s tone immediately became obedient, and she curled her neck and asked, “Did you hold it?”
“The child is very familiar with the surrounding environment, and his steps are very fast,” said the chief buckling on his seat belt. “We were lost after a while.”
“So…that fool and Baomu are…”
Daochang laughed, he lowered his head and glanced at the rabbit lying in the bag, and said, “Baomu’s Son of Light, hasn’t he been on him all the time…”
Yes, since he got the Son of Light, wherever Baomu goes, the Son of Light has shrunk in his chest or pocket, causing Xiaolan to often forget that Baomu still carries a pet.
“The Son of Light is very loyal. Seeing that Baomu was chasing something, it jumped out of Baomu’s arms,” the Taoist chief shook his head helplessly, “and the speed of the Son of Light is very fast. Now, they are not here. Chasing that boy, but chasing the Son of Light.”
Fortunately, after a few minutes, the two appeared out of the car window.
“Little light…” When the door opened, Baomu was annoyed and said something to the Son of Light, “Let it go…”
The Son of Light said that he couldn’t follow, Xiao Lan looked down, and the little guy was holding something in his furry mouth.