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On the roof, the sky is filled with stars.
Ling Ning closed her eyes and sorted out the complicated thoughts in her heart.
Just when she was about to go back to her room to rest, a scream came from the distance.
"Damn it, did that thing come out again?" Ling Ning's eyes became serious, and he turned over and jumped off the roof. She galloped in that direction at a speed invisible to the naked eye. In Ling Ning's eyes, the sky and water are actually no different from the land. As long as the speed is fast enough, no matter where you are, it will be like flat ground. Humans need land because they need the earth to carry strength, but she doesn't need it.
The sky, the sea, and even the emptiness of reality are all the same as the flat earth.
For her, the distance can be covered in one step, so there is no need to learn to fly like a bird.
In the next moment, Ling Ning came to the small courtyard.
When she came to this small courtyard, the monster that attacked people was gone. She arrived a step too late In her perception, there was only an extinguished breath of life left in the small courtyard. This was obviously not a demon.
Ling Ning could imagine the scene inside, it was not what she wanted to see. Standing in front of the small courtyard, she hesitated for a moment, but then walked over The window and door were not closed, and the ground was covered with blood.
Following the blood stains, Ling Ning found a small figure in front of an open French window.
However, the anger in her body has long since dissipated.
Ling Ning knew this little girl, she was one of the girls who pestered her last time.
It seems to be called Xiaoyan.
The little girl was wearing a blue dress and short skirt, and her face was pale and painful.
She grabbed the hem of her skirt with both hands, and her skirt became wet.
The pupils on that pale face were dilated, and the once intoxicating look had faded away. The blood stains on the floor came from the wound on the girl's neck. Right at the location of the aorta, a terrifying gap was left.
?¡She never saw tomorrow again.
Ling Ning knelt down and reached out to close the girl's frightened eyes.
¡°Damn it!!¡±
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After Ling Ning arrived, several more old people rushed over one after another.
They were dressed in black, carrying lanterns, and looked solemn.
One of the old men began to examine the girl's body. After a while, he sighed deeply: "She's dead and can't be saved. The vitality in Xiaoyan's body is completely cut off. Even if we repair her body, the girl will not be saved." When her soul was recalled, she was already dead. This lifeless body could no longer carry her soul. It would be better to be reborn, it would be better to be reborn"
He stood up and asked Ling Ning: "Has this guest seen the attacker?"
Ling Ning shook her head and showed an apologetic expression: "Sorry, I'm late. When I arrived, the thing that attacked her had disappearedOld sir, with all due respect, it was you who failed to protect these children." .¡±
Having said this, Ling Ning emphasized: "This kind of thing has happened once! Didn't you think of something?"
"Thissigh."
The old man closed his eyes and sighed without saying a word.
Another old man picked up the girl's body and burst into tears.
"Why did he die? Why did he die? It shouldn't be like this. This child doesn't deserve to die!" Several old people nearby also gritted their teeth, with a hint of fear in their anger.
A few minutes later, Xun Niang, still wearing pajamas, ran in from the small courtyard.
She looked horrified and eagerly asked the elderly people present: "What's going on? How is Xiaoyan?"
"You guys are telling me, where is Xiao Yan'er?"
"Xun Niang, Xiao Yan'er is no longer alive."
"Impossible!" Upon hearing this, Xun Niang felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She rushed to the little girl's side and cried loudly: "Xiao Yan'er Xiao Yan'er, please open your eyes. Aunt Xun is here, please open your eyes."
"Xun Niang" An old man hesitated to speak.
"Aunt Xun, Xiao Yan'er is dead."
"Woo, how could it be? How could Xiao Yan'er die!" Xun Niang was like a fragile child, with two deep tears on her face. She raised these children, compared to their parents who only saw them once a year. Xun Niang's feelings for them were deeper and deeper. She raised her head with tears in her eyes: "Xiao Ning, what's going on?"
"I don't know. It was already too late when I arrived?"
Ling Ning turned her head and couldn't bear to look at her.
After hearing this, Xun Niang was so sad that she fainted.
Ling Ning stood aside with Xun Niang in her arms, watching the old men carry the girl's body away. She still noticed some details. In this accident, these old people behaved completely differently from the last time Xiaoyou was attacked.
The last time Xiaoyou was injured, they seemed to be prepared.
Although I am angry, there is no sadness and pain from my heart.
But at this time, these old people were heartbroken.
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Early in the morning, except for the children, everyone in the Su family gathered in the hall.
Ling Ning also came with Xun Niang.
She stood behind Aunt Xun, looking at her thin and trembling body Only then did Ling Ning realize that Aunt Xun was not as strong as she thought. After waking up last night, she stayed up all night and her eyes were swollen from crying.
"Aunt Xun"
"It's okay, Xiao Ning, don't worry." After being stunned for a while, Xun Niang turned around and reluctantly comforted her.
These old people have already repaired Xiao Yaner's body so that she can maintain her last bit of beauty.
She was placed in a short child's coffin in the center of the hall.
With red eyes, Xiao Yaner¡¯s grandfather put a piece of jade butterfly in her mouth, and then closed the coffin lid.
"Third brother, seal the coffin." An old man with a big goatee came over and patted him on the shoulder.
"Seal it." After a long silence, Xiao Yaner's grandfather finally walked away from the child's coffin.
He walked to Xun Niang and stood next to her, and asked slowly: "Xun Niang, was the eldest lady in the study room yesterday?"
"Yes, the eldest lady has never left the tree house." A trace of panic flashed across Xun Niang's sad face.
Her eyes turned cold and she shouted in a low voice: "Third Master, you have said that."
"Xiao Yan'er is dead, you said I've passed!?" The old man who was still calm suddenly widened his eyes and stared into her eyes: "Other than the coffin where the 'ghost' is buried, who else can Injuring someone in the Su family? Yes, it¡¯s really too much! This is a child, only a five-year-old child Tell me, who did it? This coffin has been damaged, and we have to choose the next generation of coffins. ! Otherwise, it would be too dangerous.¡±
"Xun Niangthe child is dead this time!"
"Are you sure that the eldest lady has never left that bookstore?"
"I had been studying with the eldest lady that day, and I knew very well whether she had left! Third Master, I swear to God, the eldest lady did not leave the bookstore for half a step yesterday! It was not the eldest lady, nor a 'ghost' The coffin There¡¯s no damage!¡±
¡°Then¡then what¡¯s going on!¡±
Aunt Xun asked with tears in her eyes: "Third Master, for whom did the eldest lady serve as a coffin, and this is how you repay her?"
Facing Xun Niang¡¯s words, these old people fell silent again.
"Oh, Mother Xun, someone is dead this time after all."
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In the next few days, the Su family was enveloped in an atmosphere of sadness.
It was night, and fourteen paper dolls, dressed in ancient black robes, walked along the corridor.
They are not fast, they move forward step by step, lighting up all the red lanterns along the way.
As the lanterns light up, scarlet light blooms in the Su family, as gorgeous as the flowers on the other side.
Through the window, Ling Ning saw a little boy pestering Xun Niang to talk.
"Aunt Xun, where did Xiaoyan go? I can't find her."
"Xiao Yan'er, she went to a very, very far place."
"Aunt Xun!" The boy shouted excitedly: "Is Xiao Yan'er going to find her parents?"
"Well, Xiao Yan'er has grown up and went to find her parents."
"Aunt Xun, I also want to grow up, and I also want to find my parents. I also want to be like Xiao Yan'er Ouch, Aunt Xun, why did you hit me? It hurts." The child covered the beaten cheek. , so painful that she burst into tears: "Wuwu, I hate Aunt Xun the most! I want to grow up too, and I want to find my mother like Xiaoyan, and I don't want Aunt Xun anymore!"
"Xiaotian, Xiaotian alas"
She shouted a few words in a low voice, but Xun Niang did not chase her out.
Ling Ning walked to the door, knocked on the door, and waited patiently.
"Come in, the door is unlocked."
"Aunt Xun, what is the 'ghost' you are talking about?"
Xun Niang firmly held the hand that hit Xiaotian and sighed: "Don't say it's me. Not even anyone in the Su family knows what a 'ghost' is. I heard my sister mention it when I was young. 'Ghost', she said that there are records about 'ghost' in the notes of the tenth generation ancestor of the Su family. The first generation ancestor of the Su family once went to aIt is a very strange place. Legend has it that it is a strange hillside with flowers in full bloom. The first generation ancestor did not remember what he did on the hillside. He only remembered that when he left, the flowers all over the mountain withered. Later, the first ancestor died when he was thirty-five years old. "
"In the first few decades after the death of the first generation ancestor, although those ancestors were sad, they did not have too much doubt After all, this ancestor once encountered a very powerful monster before his death. Although he defeated the monster, he might not be too suspicious He was also injured. In the beginning, this is what the Su family thought. But later, eight consecutive generations of the Su family died young, and the family finally realized that they were cursed."
"Later, an ancestor discovered a commonality in the notes and deeds of these ancestors: the more monsters and monsters these ancestors killed during their lifetimes, the faster they died."
"This ancestor was also very capable at that time. He thought hard and searched for solutions, starting from his own body to study and trace the source of his bloodline Ten years later, he finally discovered the 'ghost' in his body. The first generation ancestor was wrong. The withered flowers on that hillside have not disappeared. They are deeply hidden in their blood and have never disappeared during the hundreds of years of this family's activities. This ancestor also dug up the Su family's ancestral tomb and passed the opening inspection. , he found that there were no bones of his ancestors in the coffin."
At this point, Xun Niang¡¯s body trembled: ¡°Their bodies have disappeared, leaving only a gorgeous flower.¡±
"Aunt Xun, are you saying that all the dead people have turned into flowers?"
"Well, this is true even for the first-generation ancestors. Xiao Ning, you have to know that the first-generation ancestors of the Su family have cultivated to their true self. According to common sense, even if he dies millions of years ago, his body will not be the same. Not dirty. But only a few hundred years after his death, his body disappeared. No trace was left of the flower, only the flower."
"Aunt Xun, is that flower a monster? Did it eat the corpses of the ancestors of the Su family?"
"No one knows." Xun Niang shook her head.
"Then the ancestor took the Su family out of the demon-killing business and thought hard about how to get rid of the 'evil ghost' in the body. Later, the ancestor must have thought of a way, and he succeeded. He created a method of artificial coffins. Use your own body to make a coffin and bury the 'ghost' that caused trouble. Through this method, most people in the Su family have escaped the fate of early death. But in every generation, a clan member will become a coffin. Use your own body to bury the clan members' bodies. The 'ghost'. The ancestor expected to use the efforts of generations to complete this coffin over the long years and bury the 'ghost' completely."
Speaking of this, Xun Niang's eyes became even more sad: "Each generation's coffin only has a lifespan of thirty-five, and there is no exception. After this child became the coffin of the Su family, she didn't even walk out of the bookstore"
"Aunt Xun, is the coffin of this generation Su Yi?"
"Well, that's the eldest lady."
PS: Damn it, I overestimated myself I originally thought I could finish it in 30,000 words, but now I have written more than 40,000 words.
We have to write this month¡¯s manuscript first, otherwise we will definitely miss the deadline (it¡¯s a bit more stressful). .
Well, friends, please forgive me for not finishing it in one go.
The remaining three chapters of Nanhua may be updated later.
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