If Chen Xia said the word "husband" to Xiang Que, it would be enjoyment, but if the two bright red lips in front of him uttered the word "husband" to Xiang Que, it would be tolerable. This woman opened her mouth to speak with a bloodshot chest The heart was beating one by one, and the smell of blood was extremely strong.
The young students next to me all surrounded them, carrying lanterns in circles, leaning forward and tiptoeing, as if they were going to put their heads on the ground at any time when they walked.
Xiang Que frowned, turned his head and suddenly exhaled at the Xiaosheng who was closest to him, "Huh" A gust of wind blew by, and the lantern in Xiaosheng's hand suddenly fell to the ground, just in time for Xiaosheng behind to catch him. Foot stepped on it.
"Boom" The fire burst out and engulfed Xiaosheng in an instant, and the paper figurine was burned directly. Xiaosheng didn't respond, and it turned into a handful of paper ashes in just a moment.
"Hehehe, hehehe" the woman in the sedan chair pursed her lips and smiled, and threw a wink at her with a "shua": "Husband, you bully slaves, it's really bad"
Xiang Que sighed faintly, and said, "How resentful you must be."
"When people see you, where is the resentment coming from? Husband my family is very similar to you." The woman pulled a long voice, her tone was like a little girl flirting with a proud boy again, her voice was very greasy , If you put this in broad daylight, even in KTV, you can hear your bones shatter, but now I can only feel numb when I hear it.
"Shua" The woman in the sedan chair suddenly leaned out, stretched out a white arm that was a bit too much, gently lifted Xiang Que's chin with her fingers, brought her big fiery red lips to Xiang Que's ear, and exhaled like blue. Said: "Husband, since you are here to welcome the relatives, how about the slave family go with you? It's getting late, let's rest quickly?"
A gust of cold air penetrated into Xiang Que's ears, and the ecstasy in the woman's eyes was so strong that Xiang Que couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
"Go to bed? Then you lead the way," Xiang Que nodded and said.
"Hehehe, hehehe, Husband, you are so impatient." The woman winked, closed the car curtain again and said: "Then why don't you hurry up and come over with my slave, we'll go now"
Xiang Que said to Mr. Huang next to him, "I'll follow along and have a look."
Huang Sanye frowned and asked: "With your ability, you can just clean them up. Why do you follow?"
Xiang Que said: "It can be cleaned up, but I did it without checking the cause and effect. It's too bad. Anyway, I'll go over and see what's going on."
Two rows of young students held lanterns and leaned forward to lead the way. The bearer lifted the big sedan chair and followed behind, and Xiang Que, wrapped in a down jacket, walked slowly beside the sedan chair.
"Thousands of red rain willows and willows turn into waves in the spring breeze, and the green mountains are deliberately turned into bridges" The ups and downs of the tune came out from the sedan chair again, and the Tsing Yi was melodious and clear, resounding in the silent and dark Daxue Mountain.
In the woods, the tune of the opera was always floating, one after another, and the people who heard it in the empty mountain forest trembled a little. If it was another person, I'm afraid they would have been frightened.
"Crunch, crunch" The marching team, the young students carrying lanterns and the bearers carrying sedan chairs walked silently, only Xiang Que's feet crunched in the snow.
Looking back, among a group of more than a dozen people, only Xiang Que left a series of clear footprints in the snow, looking very lonely.
After walking for an unknown distance, the speed of the team gradually slowed down, and then stopped on a hillside.
The sedan chair floated down, and Da Tsing Yi lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and walked out.
At this moment, Xiang Que raised his head to look at the sky, and there was a hint of fish-belly white looming in the distant sky.
In the city dozens of miles away, the sound of cock crowing suddenly sounded, and people who got up early again had already started to get up.
"Shua" When Xiang Que lowered his head again, the Xiaosheng in front of him, the sedan chair, and the big Tsing Yi who had just stepped off all disappeared in an instant, and there was nothing but a flat snow field in front of him. There were traces of someone, and there was only Xiang Que standing there alone on the entire hillside.
"Huh" Xiang Que rubbed his hands and took a breath: "It's almost dawn."
"Pa" Xiang took a cigarette, and walked forward while smoking. After searching for a while, he stopped at the foot of the hillside. In front of him was a raised dirt bump about 30 centimeters high and more than two meters wide.
Xiang Que kicked his feet hard on the ground, and the thick snow under his feet instantly scattered from his feet, exposing the ground, and the raised dirt bump was also exposed.
The middle part of the soil bag has collapsed, exposing a hole filled with snow, Xiang Que went to the soil bag and pulled it with his feet a few times, veryAfter 2 minutes, the snow in the cave was almost cleared.
A few scattered white bones were exposed and the damage was very serious. After digging for a while, a tattered coffin appeared.
When it was almost dawn, Xiang Que cleaned up all the dirt bags, and the scene inside was unobstructed.
Tubao is a solitary tomb, and there is only one tomb in a few miles around.
Xiang Que bent down to pick up a coffin plank on the coffin, and the sawdust fell off when he pinched it lightly with his hand. The plank was already very soft, and it could not be weathered to such an extent in just a few years.
The entire coffin was in tatters, broken wood was scattered in the pit, and there were white bones and strips of cloth that could no longer be seen. It could only be vaguely seen that when it was intact, it should be red cloth clothes. There are also some patterns.
Xiang Que squatted on the grave, pulled it a few times with his sword, and found a hairpin that had been broken in two pieces, a few broken brocade boxes, and some scattered things.
Looking down for a long time, Xiang Que sneered and said, "Did you really sing operas when you were alive?"
This ruined solitary tomb was obviously dug up by someone. The thief dug up all the things that could be taken from the grave, leaving only a pile of rubbish that could not be taken away.
"If you really have no professionalism, if you rob tombs, you will rob tombs. Then you are a bit virtuous, so just cause me trouble." Xiang Que spat, feeling helpless.
If this tomb had not been dug up by robbers, those paper figurines would definitely not have appeared. The thieves who robbed the tomb just stole the funerary objects and did not care about the owner of the tomb, which is why the previous scene happened.
"This person has been dead for so long, and there are still descendants alive?" The age of this solitary grave must be very old. He estimated that it existed for hundreds of years, but it is obvious that no one was buried in this barren mountain and wild place. If they are well managed, if they really want to have descendants, they will probably find a good place to bury them long ago.
But the strange thing is, who burned the paper figurine for her?
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