"The light spot on your forehead..." With confusion and relief, Yi Yao's body slowly relaxed, "it's gone."
"Huh?" Xiaolan poked her forehead, with a slightly impatient expression on her face, "It... isn't here anymore?"
Yi Yao nodded truthfully, "There is nothing on your forehead now."
Not really, at least there must be a lot of dust.
"When did you disappear?" Xiaolan dusted off the dust on his clothes and stood up with his arms crossed.
If Xiaolan hadn't confirmed it with a mirror, she would have doubted whether Yi Yao was playing tricks on her just now.
"I'm not sure," Yi Yao recalled. "Thinking about it carefully, it seems that those light spots have disappeared since you stained your forehead."
Xiaolan wiped the dust on her forehead vigorously, "Isn't it really covered by dust?"
"No," Yi Yao stared at it for a while and said, "it's really gone."
"Hiss..."
The two held their arms, looked at each other, and fell into deep thought.
"That light spot first appeared in this corner of the wall, and then suddenly moved to my forehead." Xiaolan pointed to the corner of the wall and her own forehead in turn. "Then could it... have it moved to other places?"
Yi Yao slowly put down her hand, and she and Xiaolan looked away together, looking in other directions.
It didn't take long for Xiaolan to find the light spot on the edge of the incense platform.
"Uncle Yi! Here!" Xiaolan pointed at the light spot that appeared on the incense table and shouted, "Come and take a look, was this the one just now?"
Yi Yao walked over quickly, observed it closely for a long time, and nodded firmly.
"That's it."
"It's really weird." Xiaolan reached out and poked the light spot, but she only felt the rough texture of the wood. "What the hell is this thing, and why is it still running around."
Just as he was talking, the light spot seemed to have heard Xiao Lan's words. In just a blink of an eye, it disappeared again under the noses of Xiao Lan and Yi Yao.
The two of them were completely dumbfounded.
"Uncle Yi..."
Yi Yao understood what Xiao Lan meant.
"Same as before, it disappeared very suddenly," Yi Yao said, "Xiaolan, did you notice how the light spot disappeared?"
"How did you disappear?..." Xiaolan scratched her head, "What do you mean?"
"In my opinion, the process of the light spot disappearing is like the sunrise on the beach gradually sinking into the sea, a slow sinking action," Yi Yao said seriously, "What do you think?"
Xiaolan bit her lip and tilted her head.
How should I put it?...I didn't notice the disappearance of the light spot at all. In my opinion, it just...disappeared in a whoosh.
But if I say this now, will I look stupid?
Definitely.
But……
"Xiaolan, look," Yi Yao bent over and pointed to a place on the inside of the incense stand, "do you feel... there is a mark here."
Imprint?
Xiaolan squatted down slightly and looked in the direction Yi Yao pointed.
Inside the edge of the incense stand where the light spot had appeared, there was a vague outline, as if someone had clumsily carved something here with a knife. The outline was a closed shape. At first glance, it looked very strange.
It's hard to tell what pattern it is.
"What is this?" Xiaolan changed various viewing angles, but still couldn't understand. "Has it always been here? Or..."
"I don't know," Yi Yao tapped her nails on the table of the incense table a few times and suddenly said, "Let's go look in the corner over there."
The two returned to the corner. Yi Yao stretched out his hand and wiped the dirty ground. Xiaolan held a candle in her hand and followed Yi Yao's movements to shine it.
After a few minutes, the two of them made a new discovery.
"Uncle Yi, here," Xiaolan swept away the dust on the ground with the back of his hand, pointed at a shallow mark and said, "is this it?"
It was also a mark whose shape was difficult to distinguish. If you didn't look carefully, you could easily mistake it for an ordinary scratch.
"It's also a closed pattern," Yi Yao used her nails to clean up the remaining dust in the gaps and said, "So...where the light spot has appeared, such remaining dust will be left."
Xiaolan nodded slowly, her mind changing.
Then, the two of them made a "hiss" sound at the same time.
"Then I..."
"and you……"
Xiaolan immediately hugged her face, widened her eyes in horror and said, "Uncle Yi, there are no strange marks on my face, right?!"
Yi Yao squinted her eyes, trying to find the same pattern on this dark little face.
After a few seconds, Yi Yao nodded affirmatively, "Don't worry, no."
"Really?" Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief, "It scared me to death...if it happened on my face..."
"Hey! Wait!" As soon as Xiaolan turned her back, Yi Yao shouted to stop her, "Xiaolan! The back of your neck!"
"Neck?" Xiaolan turned her head with great effort, as if she could see the back of her neck through this movement, "What's wrong with my neck?"
"The mark... is on your neck!" Yi Yao's voice was low and unmistakable, "Xiaolan! The same mark also appeared on the back of your neck!"
Xiaolan really couldn't see it, so she could only use her two hands to scratch around, "Where is it? Where is it..."
"It's right here!" Yi Yao took Xiaolan's finger and poked it on the mark, "Do you feel anything?"
The imprint is engraved on the position corresponding to Xiaolan's sixth cervical vertebra. Like the imprints on the incense stand and the corner of the wall, they are all closed patterns with indistinguishable shapes.
Xiaolan's fingers touched the mark, and as soon as she touched it, Xiaolan heard the ominous voice coming from her heart.
She felt it, the bumps on her skin.
"There was no such thing before, right?" Yi Yao confirmed again and again, "Xiaolan, could this be your birthmark or something..."
"No, I don't have such a birthmark," Xiaolan said immediately, "Like those two marks, they were caused by light spots."
Somehow, now that things have happened, Xiaolan has calmed down.
"Is there anything uncomfortable?" Yi Yao tested the temperature of Xiaolan's forehead and asked.
Xiaolan felt it, shook her head inexplicably, and said, "The strange thing is, I don't feel anything."
"Even if we don't feel it now, we can't be careless," Yi Yao patted Xiao Lan on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Lan, if there is anything wrong with you, you must tell me in time."
Although Xiaolan wanted to tell you what the use was, she still nodded obediently.
"Uncle Yi, that light spot has appeared again," Xiaolan pointed to one of the coffins and said, "Look, it's there."
This time the light spot appeared on the edge of the coffin. After a few seconds, the light spot disappeared. Sure enough, a new mark appeared on the coffin.