my weird life.

Chapter 962 Silver-like Cross (22)

Grandma glared at Su Wu, and a smile appeared on her wrinkled face: "If you want to play with your brother Heihu, just tell grandma!
Can grandma stop you?

Now you just woke up, your body is weak, you have to take good care of it.

Warm up well in the bed, don't catch a cold.

Grandma is going to fry eggs for you! "

While talking, the old woman tremblingly walked out of the house. After taking two steps, she turned her head and said to Su Wu with a smile: "Then, if Heihu comes this afternoon, grandma won't stop him." ?”

"No need to stop! Thank you, grandma!"

"Hey! How about saying thank you to grandma?"

The grandma looked at the energetic grandson, her eyes were full of joy, she said a few words to Su Wu, and then left the room on crutches.

After the old lady left, Su Wu got off the bed lightly.

He carefully looked at the furnishings in the house.

The father of the original owner 'Zhuzi' has already decided not to raise him anymore, instead of cutting off the relationship between father and son, Zhuzi will worship in the family tree of the Li family from now on, which is a certainty.

Therefore, Su Wu can also be called "Li Zhuzi" today.

There is a high probability that 'Zhuzi' is his nickname, and what his first name is, he will not know all about it until he goes to the 'Genealogy of Worship'. Maybe he doesn't have a real name yet.

Li Zhuzi is a cause and effect left on the jade pendant by Li Zhi in Taoyuan Village.

It is not clear whether such a person really existed in history.

Especially the cause and effect of the present period was wiped out once by the Cross Tribulation, and then reconstructed by the simulator. It is even more difficult to trace the past.

It is also because it is still uncertain whether this karma itself is real, or whether it was forcibly attached by Li Zhi and others in Taoyuan Village. Su Wu participated in this seemingly non-existent karma, but he was able to quickly accept this karma. own identity.

The room he is currently living in should be a main room.

On the wall directly opposite the door of the main room, there is a large painting of Songhe Yannian, and a square table is placed in front of the scroll.

There is a wooden tablet on top of the square table, and behind the tablet, there is a wooden box covered with black cloth.

In front of the tablet, three sticks of incense were quietly burning.

A thick layer of incense ash accumulated in the censer.

This tablet should be enshrined by people all the time, and the incense is never cut off.

Su Wu looked at the writing on the tablet, which read: The seat of my beloved daughter Li Wenjuan.

'Li Wenjuan' is the biological mother of 'Li Zhuzi'.

Her tablet was not enshrined in Li Zhuzi's father's house, but returned to her own mother's house. This situation was originally very unusual-but Su Wu thought about the previous situation when Li Zhuzi's biological father was anxious to break the relationship between father and son, As well as the faintly revealed information in grandma's words, I have some understanding of this situation.

Presumably there should be something strange about Li Wenjuan's death.

As grandma said, she died not purely.

So after her death, the Li family and Zhuzi's biological father had probably turned against each other - the Li family therefore took back Li Wenjuan's tablet and her ashes.

In this day and age, there is a strong custom of burial.In some places, even if people die in a foreign land, they have to hire a special exorcist to help them take the corpse back to their hometown for burial. For example, Li Wenjuan's body was not buried, but after cremation, the ashes were left in the box and placed in the hall of the house. ——This situation is also very wrong.

The most strange thing was that Su Wu sensed some strange rhymes in the black cloth-covered urn.

Why did 'Li Wenjuan' die?

How much is her death related to Inoko's biological father and his father's subsequent sequels?
Thoughts raced through Su Wu's mind, and at the same time, he stepped closer to the square table.

A pair of pitch-black arms grew out from behind his shoulders, and he pressed down on the wooden box covered with black cloth behind the tablet for a moment——before the tricky rhyme in the wooden box overflowed, it was completely imprisoned by Shadow Guilty.

The black arm touched the wooden box to Su Wu, and he said "offend" to the wooden box, then lifted the black cloth from the wooden box, and opened the wooden box.

There is also a red cloth bag inside the wooden box.

When the cloth pouch was opened, the stone-gray scattered bones were revealed.

These ashes have been infected by the strange rhyme so far, and there has not been any strange change. The strange rhyme overflowing from the box has another source-Su Wu stretched out his hand to push away the scattered bones, and finally saw a bird at the bottom of the red cloth bag. Silver cross.

The wisps of strange rhyme are emanating from the cross surrounded by many ashes!

Seeing the silver cross, Su Wu's pupils shrank slightly, and he restrained his breath subconsciously—the sense of oppression brought to him by the 'Cross Tribulation' was too strong, even if he entered the simulated time and space, he was always shrouded in the shadow of the Cross Tribulation Now, when I see objects similar in appearance to the 'cross robbery', it is inevitable to have the feeling of 'once bitten by a snake and afraid of well ropes for ten years'.

In particular, the faint rhyme emanating from the silver cross is somewhat similar to the eerie rhyme emanating from the 'Cross Tribulation'!

Fortunately, although this cross itself is weird, it never attracted the 'cross robbery' after all.

Su Wu observed it for a while, and after confirming that it was safe, he carefully took it out from the ashes.

After the cross was held, it maintained the same temperature as Su Wu's skin, and its lower end was cast in the shape of an arrowhead, and the arrowhead nailed a yellowed paper ball.

After tearing apart the paper ball, Su Wu saw the birth date written on it:
'Name: Li Wenjuan.

Birthday horoscope: Yichou year Jiyou month Renchen day Bing noon. '

Except for the birthday horoscope of the pig's birth mother 'Li Wenjuan', there was no other writing on the paper ball, and no other clues were revealed. This situation, no matter how you look at it, is abnormal, revealing a sense of paradox.

Su Wu put the paper ball aside, and began to study the cross again.

The cross seemed to be made of silver, but as soon as Su Wu held it in his hand, he discovered that it had a strange characteristic - when it touched the skin of a person, it would immediately become warm with the skin of the person!
On the cross, a bound figure is cast.

The wisps of strange charm emanated from the bound figure.

The silver around the body of the bound figure is not unchanging, but like a stream of liquid silver. Under Su Wu's gaze, the bound figure instantly 'flows', twists and struggles!

Even its fuzzy face and facial features suddenly became clear in this flow——

For a while it changed into the appearance of a woman with a round face, and for a while it was described as a haggard man wearing a veil!
Su Wu didn't dare to use the 'Eight Consciousness Heart King' or 'Six Heavens Ghost Eye' to observe the figure on the cross. After all, he used the Eight Consciousness Heart King and Six Heavens Ghost Eye on that foreign Taoist last time. The Crucifixion Tribulation appeared instantly, and took him away directly, and wiped out the causal point on the jade pendant by the way.

He settled down.

The distorted figures on the cross also froze in their original state.

Sensing the approaching footsteps outside the house, Su Wu restored the 'silver-like' cross and the paper ball back to their original shape, and put them back into the urn.

He also put the urn back in place, walked to the bedside suddenly, and got under the covers.

After he lay down on the bed, grandma walked over smiling, leaning on a cane in one hand and holding a large bowl in the other.

A poached egg lay in the big sea bowl, several drops of sesame oil dripped on the white noodles, and a few green vegetables were pressed under a large hand-rolled noodle.

Grandma brought the noodle bowl to the bed and handed it to Su Wu with a kind smile in her eyes: "Come on, eat quickly.

I originally thought about frying an egg for the pig.

But I thought about it again, the eggs will become less after frying, so I boil them directly in the noodles for you, and you can eat them well, grandma poured a lot of sesame oil in them, it is very fragrant!

Let's eat noodles at noon today, and the black tiger is here to see if he has hunted anything.

If we hunt a pheasant, we will have chicken stew for the evening.

If I hunt a wild rabbit, I will burn the rabbit meat to eat at night, there are still a lot of cabbage in the cellar, and the rabbit with cabbage should be delicious..."

Grandma was thinking about the meal for the evening, Su Wu stared at the bowl full of noodles, stared blankly, and suddenly asked the old woman, "What's for lunch, grandma?"

The old woman was taken aback by his question.

He laughed slyly and said, "I also eat noodles with Zhuzi.

My noodles are still in the pot, I will look at the pot, eat slowly..."

As she was talking, she leaned on her crutches——Su Wu pulled her back and said, "I can't finish such a big bowl of noodles by myself. Why should grandma cook it again? Let's share another bowl." Let's eat."

"When you are growing tall, how can you not finish eating?

Grandma has it in the pot. If you don’t want to eat yours, eat it quickly! "Grandma waved her hand and refused.

Su Wu said, "Then I'll go and have a look. If there's nothing in the pot, I won't eat the noodles."

"Hey! You son of a bitch—"

"Hurry up and get a bowl, grandma, I really can't eat so much.

If the noodles are left for a long time, they will not taste good..."

The grandparents and grandchildren had a dispute.

Grandma really couldn't resist Su Wu, so she had to bring another bowl in the end.

Su Wu gave her half of the rolled noodles, and when she kept staring at her to stop, he gave her another half of an egg.The grandpa and grandson gathered around the bed and ate up the whole bowl of hand-rolled noodles.

Right now is the time of famine, not to mention white noodles, but black steamed buns, wheat bran and rice bran in normal times.

It can be seen how hard-won the bowl of hand-rolled white noodles brought by grandma is.

After eating, grandma took the dishes and chopsticks to wash up. Su Wu lay on the bed and closed his eyes to meditate.

Although he has explained to his grandma many times that he is almost recovered, his grandma just won't let him get out of bed and rest, and insists that he "take care of him for a few days". On this point, he can't hold back the old man, so he has to follow the old man's lead.

In the room, after the cross was returned to its original position, it began to exude a subtle rhyme again.

This kind of strange rhyme is extremely shallow, and it cannot cause any harm to people for the time being.

But the existence of the silver-like cross in the urn made Su Wu deeply suspicious: Did Zhuzi faint because of the inexplicable strangeness in the urn?
Did the foreign Taoist and Zhuzi's biological father start plotting against Zhuzi and his biological mother long ago?

What are they planning?
(End of this chapter)