Chapter 128: Grandma Akiyama's Tomb (Part II)

Akiyama's grandmother?

Lin Xiaoyan muttered the name in her heart.

Since she met Akiyama, in the world that Lin Xiaoyan has known, some people have kept telling her that in this dynasty, or in earlier dynasties, there are people in the new era who continue to travel over.

Now she doesn't know if anyone else is the same except for someone like her.

As early as in the past, when Lin Xiaoyan was studying, she found that as a person in the new era, she herself carries a highly lethal virus, and if the whole person passes through to the ancient dynasty, this virus will soon spread, and it will also leave traces in the long river of history.

"Wait a minute." Lin Xiaoyan found that her hands were empty, and Xiangshan Red Leaf Valley was far away from the south gate of the Changdu City, and her eyes were locked on Wanhuayuan, which was not far away.

White chrysanthemums are perfect for paying tribute to the deceased.

I wonder if there are chrysanthemums in this land?

Lin Xiaoyan didn't care about it so much, ran into the Wanhuayuan, and saw that the white and yellow flowers were all picked, and even she didn't know what these flowers were called.

"A white flower assumes that it is a white chrysanthemum, representing mourning and longing, and a yellow flower assumes that it is a yellow chrysanthemum, representing elegance and a gentleman's character."

After Lin Xiaoyan tied them into a bouquet of flowers, she walked up to Akiyama again and said, "Brother Akiyama, Grandmother Immortal has passed away for a long time, and I, Lin Someone, have no intention of visiting, so I also took out incense wax paper candles for a while, so I will use this bouquet of flowers to remember Grandmother." ”

"Ah Man has a heart, my grandmother will definitely be very happy." Akiyama said.

Since his grandmother passed away, he and Aunt Yan have relied on each other.

Only when I saw Aman, it was like when I stayed by my grandmother's side in my childhood, carefree and very happy.

The two walked all the way, and the more they stretched out into the maple forest, the more difficult the road became.

Lin Xiaoyan suddenly remembered what Mr. Lu Xun said: "There is no road in the world, but when there are more people walking, it becomes a road." ”

It's a perfect way to describe the scene in front of you.

After walking about a cup of tea, Lin Xiaoyan saw a horse made of grass and rattan, and a saddle was woven on it, which looked like an animal woven in the New Era Zoo.

The further you go inside, the more and more animals you will see.

"These were made by my grandmother when she was bored, and when she died, she told me to burn them, but I couldn't do it, so I moved them all......," Akiyama said, his voice a little choked.

"You know what? This is actually my grandmother's mound. ”

She said that the custom in her hometown is to burn people to ashes and scatter them into the sea.

"I did all of this, but I couldn't burn all the animals she knitted with her own hands......"

Lin Xiaoyan listened to Qiushan's broken thoughts for the first time, and her sad expression was completely different from the previous look of not caring about anything.

However, Lin Xiaoyan didn't have time to comfort him, but listened to every word Akiyama said.

That word and sentence clearly means to say: "I came to another world, if I leave my body behind and be discovered, it will be connected to the nine clans." ”

Could it all be fate?

Lin Xiaoyan was very distressed.

She didn't want to die, and she couldn't tell her anything about her education.

If you want to be beautiful, you have to work harder than ordinary people.

And you can't go the wrong way, otherwise your efforts will go in the wrong direction, and everything will be in vain.

Without waiting for Akiyama to finish speaking, Lin Xiaoyan saw a solemn white three-pillar gate in front of him, with two unicorns carved on the left and right sides of the middle door, one of them stood majestically on the auspicious clouds, and the other was prostrate on the ground, making a state of hunting at any time.

The top of the three-post gate is made in the form of a roof tile, and three dragon heads are carved on a raised corner.

Lin Xiaoyan looked inside from the middle gate, and it was a white yurt-like tomb, and there was not a word written on the tombstone standing at the front.