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Those broken leaves had already turned into rotten soil.

Those vines that were flaring their teeth and claws were actually broken and vulnerable.

The originally barren yard was actually a mass grave.

Fu Luobei walked step by step, there are several graves here.

original……

He squatted down and even found that the soil on the mound was new, as if a person had just laid down on it.

No wonder Tu Ziqing couldn't be called in the morning.

It turns out...he actually told the truth.

Fu Luobei touched the name on the tombstone, not knowing whether to be angry or smile wryly.

The author has something to say: That's it for today...Finally I have time to write some manuscripts...I hope I can save two chapters, so that there will be no interruptions.

☆、Chapter 30

This is the cemetery.

Exports are all tombstones.

Fu Luobei sat on the ground, leaning against the tombstone, "Tu Ziqing, I underestimated you."

The next day came quickly, and everything returned to its original state, and the tombstone Fu Luobei was leaning on also turned into a person.

"How will you be here."

Tu Ziqing looked at Fu Luobei, he moved his hands and feet, and his stiff limbs almost turned into stone after one night.

At this time, the genius was dim, and the eastern sun began to show a head. The dew was a bit heavy at night, and a string of water droplets hung on Fu Luobei's hair.

Que Ling'er had already been put in Fu Luobei's arms. At this moment, she woke up, chirped, jumped onto Fu Luobei's shoulder, and looked at Tu Ziqing curiously.

Fu Luobei said with a smile: "It doesn't matter why I am here, don't you have anything to explain?"

It was only then that Tu Ziqing remembered that Fu Luobei seemed to know about his own body.

Ah Wan woke up a little later than Tu Ziqing, and she still looks like a tombstone.

Tu Ziqing smiled and said, "As you can see, I'm dead too."

He didn't have anything to say, he walked to Ah Wan's tombstone, and he didn't carve the words on it, that is to say, when Ah Wan died, he was indeed not here.

Fu Luobei couldn't figure out what happened here, and when did Tu Ziqing die. The Tu Ziqing he met before was indeed alive.

Tu Ziqing looked at the glow in the east, the light from the dark night seemed to be able to illuminate the entire earth, but in fact, no matter how strong the sun was, every inch of land could not be filled with light and heat.

True darkness cannot be eliminated by the sun.

"Today is our Flower God Festival. Today, you will understand everything."

He put his hand on Ah Wan's tombstone, the coolness on it was exactly the same as the coolness on his palm.

After a while, the rays of the sun dissipated, the sun had already risen, and when it changed from red to white, Ah Wan finally became a person.

Tu Ziqing helped her up.

Compared to Tu Ziqing, Ah Wan's movements were more rigid.

Fu Luobei had to guess, maybe it was because Tu Ziqing hadn't been dead for a long time, that's why he changed so early. Is there a day when he wakes up as late as Ah Wan? Will there be another day? , The two people will never wake up, and there will always be two tombstones without feelings.

Ah Wan was also taken aback when she saw that Fu Luobei was here. She thought about the lies she wanted to cover up, but in the end, she didn't say anything.

She has always stood in front of Tu Ziqing, she thinks more clearly than Tu Ziqing.

"You knew already?"

Fu Luobei shook his head, "I don't know yet, so I want your explanation."

Ah Wan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "As you can see, I, Ah Qing, are already dead."

Why do you still have to deceive yourself at this time? What are you trying to hide?

"What about Hong Jingcheng, what did you do to him?"

Fu Luobei has seen liars before, but he has never seen this kind of person who won't cry when he sees a coffin, and won't die when he gets to the Yellow River.

It seems that every word is a lie. Can't people be more frank and trust each other?

No matter what Fu Luobei thinks, these two people have no intention of telling the whole thing.

"Hong Jingcheng?" Tu Ziqing said, "Isn't he in his room?" He panicked, even more panicked than Fu Luobei.

Looking at his appearance, it seems that he really doesn't know where Hong Jingcheng has gone.

But Fu Luobei doesn't trust this person, this person has deceived himself several times from the beginning to the end.

"Maybe he went outside?" Ah Wan's complexion also changed, as if she was really worried about Hong Jingcheng.

Seeing the performance of these two people, Fu Luobei's heart sank, "What did you do to Hong Jingcheng?"

There must be something they wanted in Hong Jingcheng, otherwise these two people would definitely not have such expressions.

Tu Ziqing and Ah Wan did not intend to answer Fu Luobei's doubts.

The two hurriedly ran to Hong Jingcheng's room, followed by Fu Luobei.

There were still dead leaves on the ground, and the intertwined vines still carried the desolation of death.

Hong Jingcheng's room, even at this time, is still full of the damp smell of moss.

"What did you guys do?" Fu Luobei really didn't have the heart to play charades with the two of them.

At this moment, the deafening sound of firecrackers rang out outside.

The expressions of Tu Ziqing and Ah Wan became even worse. When they looked at each other, they both saw fear in each other's eyes.

Fu Luobei can't control that much.

Hong Jingcheng was her friend, and she couldn't watch something happen to Hong Jingcheng.

After the rumbling drums, who sang a sad tune.

There are no lyrics in the whole song, only some sad la la la la sounds.

Like a fisherwoman waiting for her husband to return by the river.It's like the attachment to this world before dying, and it's like a cry from despair.

The complexion of Fu Luobei who was affected by this tune began to change.

The innocence in his eyes disappeared, replaced by ruthless indifference.

She turned her head and looked at Tu Ziqing and A Wan. She opened her hands, and Tu Ziqing and A Wan's necks were in her hands.