"What?" Tang Ning heard it clearly, but he couldn't help but turn around and ask.

Garan stood there, looking at the desolation, and pointed into the distance: "There it is." ”

Tang Ning followed the direction of his finger and looked at the flying dust, a long corridor with no end in sight. This mansion was far bigger than she remembered.

The place where Garan pointed was her favorite place as a child.

Gardens, swings, fruit trees, objects hidden in childhood memories, all pop up.

Downing bent down and picked up the wrench from the dust.

Xie Xiaobai stepped forward and looked: "Mother, there are words engraved on this wrench." ”

Tang Ning took the wrench and nodded to the sun.

The word "霂" on the top belongs to my father.

But she remembered that the wrench had always been on his hand, and that he still wore it even the day he left.

It's been 10 years, why is the wrench here?

His fingertips trembled slightly, Tang Ning wiped the dust off his wrench, turned to look at Meng Yuanji, and asked quickly: "Meng Gongzi, when you met that man ten years ago, could he wear such a wrench on his hand?" ”

Meng Yuanji was rubbing his nose.

The dusty air for many years made his nose itch and he always wanted to sneeze.

He covered half of his face, squinted his eyes and looked carefully at the things in Tang Ning's hand: "Wrench? He shook his head, but said, "Perhaps." ”

He still remembers what happened that day very clearly, but details like the wrench are still blurred.

He racked his brains to recall, and took a step closer: "Mostly, there is. ”

It's just that this kind of thing is a wrench, and it's almost the same, but he can't say for sure if it's this one.

Turning his back, he suddenly sneezed hard.

Ah Yan was startled and flew away.

Meng Yuanji took out a handkerchief and covered his nose again: "The ash in this place seems to be a little wrong." ”

Tang Ning thought about Jia Lan's words, and slowly tightened the wrench in his hand.

Father, he came back.

But when was that?

Does the eldest uncle know?

And why did he come back?

Downing gripped his wrench and walked in the direction of the garden.

No one has taken care of it for many years, but the garden is lush. The long grass grows as densely as a ribbon, twisting and tangling together when the wind blows.

Summer is coming.

Tangning pushed aside the grass and walked inside, and black shadows kept buzzing and flying out.

The fruit tree in her memory has withered, and the swing frame on the side has long since rotted the rope and fell crookedly to the ground.

The mud, which had been wet and soft, became extremely hard.

Tang Ning stood beside the tree, looked around, and asked in a low voice, "Corpse...... Where is it? ”

The grass grew so densely that with her vision, she couldn't see where the body was buried.

Meng Yuanji, who was sneezing constantly along the way, suddenly changed his face when he heard this: "The wrench is here, could it be that the dead man the fox said is ......?"

He didn't say it all, but everyone present understood.

"Miss Ning......" he called.

Tang Ning shook his head and said, "No." ”

Father must still be alive.

Even if he did come back, he wouldn't be the one buried here.

She didn't explain much, just looked at Jia Lan and said, "Is it there?" ”

The grass in the southwest corner seems to be particularly green.

Before the words fell, Xie Xiaobai had already taken Ah Yan to the wall.

Soon, the bones were exposed to the light of day.

The clothes on the corpse have long been rotten, and they can't be seen as they are.

Just looking at the size, it's not too tall a person.

Meng Yuanji frowned and looked at it, "Is it a woman?" ”

"That's not right." Tang Xin vetoed his speculation, "This is a man." ”

The bones of men and women are not born exactly the same.

"Look closely." Tang Xin said, "Although the body is short, the pelvis of this corpse is obviously a man's. The skull is also, not like a woman. ”

Meng Yuanji looked at him in a daze: "What books do you read on weekdays?" ”

Tang Xin didn't reply to him, but only breathed a sigh of relief: "However, this corpse must not be the second uncle." ”

Tang Li is a long, tall and handsome man.

This corpse bears no resemblance to him.

Even if he didn't know the contents of the book of life and death, Downing could be sure of this.

Suddenly, Garan, who had not spoken, shouted "impermanence".

Xie Xiaobai was holding Tang Ning's legs, cautiously looking into the corpse pit, and glanced at him when he heard the words: "The dead spirit has entered the ruins, and I can't get it out." ”

The sun fell, and the expression on his face did not look like a god at all.

"But if you want to, you can know who he is." ”

Xie Xiaobai blinked: "Ah Xuan told you?" ”

"I don't need to say anything about this kind of thing." Jia Lan's voice was faint, as if he was saying something very ordinary, "What do you think I asked you to follow?" ”

"Why, for?" Xie Xiaobai frowned, and gently pulled Tang Ning's sleeve, "Mother, look at him!" ”

Tang Ning squatted down, covered his mouth and nose, and approached to see the people in the pit.

How long should such a corpse be dead?

I don't know how much effort it took to bury him.

This pit is dug very deep, if she is the only one who comes today, I am afraid that she will not be able to find it at all.

She scrutinized it closely, and the cause of the man's death was probably similar to hers.

Although the corpse in front of him was only a bone, the scars were still obvious.

Raising his head, Tang Ning looked at Xie Xiaobai and sighed.

The aggrieved child still grabbed her sleeve and held on.

Seeing her look over, he also sighed like an adult: "It seems that my mother also wants to know who this person is." ”

He closed his eyes tightly in the scorching sun.

The Tang family's house is far away in the suburbs, and the surroundings are so quiet that it seems that only the sound of the wind remains.

The daylight is getting colder.

He loosened Tang Ning's sleeve: "Mother! ”

Tang Ning was stunned for a moment, and grabbed his arm with his backhand: "What's wrong?" ”

The little boy in white reopened his eyes, and he no longer had the usual bright brilliance: "Mother-" He suddenly shouted, and threw himself into Tang Ning's arms, almost knocking her into the corpse pit.

It was still Jia Lan's quick eyes and his hands were quick and he dragged her.

Tang Ning subconsciously raised his head and looked behind him.

Jia Lan hugged her and frowned: "It's said that it's a god, why did you leave the Soul Division, and you don't look like a god at all." ”

Just look at Xie Xiaobai's current appearance, where is there still a bit of arrogance when he first came out.

Is he afraid?

Garan let go of Downing, reached out and grabbed him by the collar, and threw him to the ground: "What do you see?" How to look panicked. ”

Xie Xiaobai fell to the ground and came back to find Tang Ning, shouting "mother" in his mouth, still looking panicked.

"I'm afraid, mother, I'm afraid."

Tang Ning was a little stunned: "Scared? What are you afraid of? She was stunned and couldn't come back to her senses.

Xie Xiaobai threw himself into her arms.