Monument of Life and Death

Chapter 748: Ask the sky, ask the night

Chapter 748 Asking Heaven, Asking Night

Baomu stared at the blue beads hiding in the shadows.

He moved his position and looked at it from another angle.

It seems...

When the others were at a loss, Baomu stood up suddenly, ran to the window, and closed the curtains under the surprised eyes of everyone.

The whole bedroom was suddenly shrouded in darkness.

"Baomu, what are you doing?"

"Can it roll out now?" Baomu asked, turning his head.

Wen Ling understood what he meant, and stretched out his hand towards Lan Zhu.

This time, Lan Zhu finally returned to Wenling's palm obediently.

"Alright!" Wen Ling grabbed the blue beads and said excitedly.

"Hey, that's good." Baomu walked back happily.

"How did you think of it?" Qin Yin asked in surprise.

"I saw that the blue bead couldn't get out of the shadows, so I wondered if it was afraid of light," Baomu said, "and I think the light spot in this blue bead is a bit like...a Star."

"Stars?!" Everyone was shocked.

"Feeling, just a feeling." Baomu explained hurriedly.

"Brother Baomu, your feelings are generally very accurate," Xiaolan said, "If you think about it again, you must have found some evidence."

There is no love for no reason, no hate for no reason, and no feeling for no reason.

"Speaking of evidence..." Baomu raised his eyes and traced back. "When I first saw this blue bead, it was pinched by Wen Ling. At that time, from my perspective, it was just inlaid in. The background, and the background at that time was a starry sky outside the window..."

"Don't say, this blue really looks like night sky blue." Luo Jiutian nodded.

Background, starry sky...

Qin Yin scratched his neck and said, "Will Wen Ling's grandfather put a star in the beads to give to Wen Ling."

This idea is very romantic, but nothing more.

"Everyone is an adult, and we already know what the entity of a star is," the fool said, "Ask Ling, can her grandfather put in the distant outer space?"

"I think it makes sense," Xiaolan said, "otherwise, why would Lan Zhu be afraid of the sun?"

The idiot sighed and patted Xiaolan on the shoulder, "Child, it seems that I have to add some knowledge of astrophysics to you."

"It may not be real stars, but something very similar," Luo Jiutian said, "Wen Ling, do you have such a thing in Sanyan people?"

Wen Ling tilted his head to think about it, frowning for a long time, showing a clueless expression.

"Are there any clues in your home?" Baomu asked.

Wen Ling's eyes lit up.

"Yeah," Qin Yin also clapped his hands, "Grandpa left you a password. I definitely hope you can decipher it. The key clue to the decoding is likely to be in your house."

"Hmm...Hmm!" Wenling apparently agreed with this statement.

Everyone set off for Wenling's house. Before leaving the house, the Taoist chief carefully pulled out an umbrella and propped it on top of Wenling's head, confirming that the blue beads had not disappeared again, and everyone was relieved.

Weiruo Village is not big, and the distance between the two houses is not too far.

Wen Ling hesitated when he walked towards the Zhuli Courtyard.

Qin Yin saw that her eyes were slightly red, so he stretched out his hand to wrap her shoulders, and gave her a powerful look.

"Wen Ling, don't be sad, you see our group is added together, even a pair of parents can't get together, isn't this still alive and well?"

This move is to injure the enemy one thousand and self-injure ten thousand, and everyone present bowed their heads in depression.

Luo Jiutian raised his hand, "I have a father."

"I know, what are you showing off?" Qin Yin waved at him impatiently, "I count Lao Luo."

Wen Ling took a deep breath, raised his other hand and rubbed his face, "Let's go."

From today, oh no, since yesterday, it's the questioning spirit who has set off again.

Let's go.

The light in the cabin is very good, the living room is spacious and bright, and there are few decorations. The overall style of the room is simple and elegant. You can tell the taste of the owner at a glance.

Xiaolan carefully looked at every corner of the room.

This is where the spirits grew up...

In other words, I seem to have seen this house in the memory of Wen Ling.

Wen Ling turned twice in the middle of the living room, and looked at them, but still seemed to have no idea.

"Let’s start looking," the idiot rolled up his sleeves, "first go to the desk locker or something like that...Will you ask the spirit, can we just look through it like this?"

Wen Ling did not refuse, and walked with them to the desk in the north of the living room.

"Turn it over."

Wen Ling’s grandfather loves painting and calligraphy. There are several semi-finished products on the desk. Apart from pen, ink, paper and ink and unfinished paintings, there seems to be nothing else.

Xiaolan inserted the brushes that he had taken out of the pen holder one by one, and said, “Since it is something left for Wenling, will it be in Wenling’s room?"

One word to wake up the person in the dream.

The three girls walked into Wenling’s boudoir.

Xiaolan and Qin Yin said in a slightly surprised voice, "Wow..."

Wen Ling’s room was completely different from what they had imagined. The pink sheets and pink curtains, every item in the room, told a strong girlish dream.

Qing Ling Xiao blushed, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay..." Qin Yin's voice didn't consciously become softer, "Wen Ling, it seems that you are completely the little princess at home."

Princess? It is indeed in line with Wen Ling's character.

Princess Wenling drew the curtains as she knew how to do it. There was no light coming in, and the warm atmosphere in the room was also loosened a lot.

Wen Ling pointed to the small bookshelf next to the single bed, "There."

There are a lot of books on the bookshelf, half of them are children's books, and half are classical masterpieces. It seems that Wenling is really growing up.

"What's here...A gift from Grandpa?" Qin Yin looked around.

Wen Ling walked to the desk, "Book."

"Are these books?" Xiaolan asked, "Birthday present?"

Wen Ling nodded.

Xiaolan flipped through a few books and asked again, "Wen Ling, what is the last gift grandpa gave you?"

Wen Ling reached out and clicked on the shelf, selected one of them, and pulled it out.

The two looked down.

""Wen Tian"," Qin Yin read out the title of the book, "there is such a book, I have never heard of it."

"Have you seen it?" Xiaolan asked.

Ask Ling to have a good time, and Xiaolan knows the answer.

Sure enough, this book should have been given to Wen Ling not long before her grandfather left, so she hasn’t read it yet.

Of course, it is also possible that Wenling was lazy, but it is not important...