Fantong tugged at Xiaolan's sleeve and drew her attention back.
"ah?"
"Then let's go there." Fantong said.
"What? Where?"
"The place where you hid the prophet's coffin," Xantong had already taken two steps and looked back at her, "I just asked you if we were going there next, and you nodded."
Ah, I didn't hear what the rice bucket said at all just now.
"Shall we go?" Fan Tong asked.
"Just go there," Xiaolan collected her thoughts and nodded. "If those books were placed in his coffin, they should have fallen near the coffin."
Along the way, Fan Tong kept talking about his own affairs and looked very excited, while Xiao Lan kept in a cycle of drifting away in his thoughts - being pulled back by Fan Tong - and then drifting away again.
"Auntie," Fantong pretended to be wary and looked around, "if the female ghost in the ghost forest really appears, will you protect me?"
Xiaolan smiled weakly, "Didn't you say that the ghost in the ghost forest is me?"
"That's what the adults said, but I don't believe it." Fantong waved his hands vigorously, and his belly under his clothes bounced a few times. "I always thought that the ghosts in the ghost forest were other ghosts."
After doing this for a long time, the child still felt that there was a ghost in the woods.
"Okay," Xiaolan replied, "I'll protect you."
"Then I'm relieved." Fantong said with a smile.
Huh, I don’t see you worrying at all.
"Auntie, do you know what a real ghost looks like?" Fantong asked, tilting his head.
Xiaolan cleared her throat, "I don't know, I've never seen a ghost."
"Haven't you seen it?" Rice Tong blinked, "I thought you had seen it."
"Why do you think so?"
"You look... like you've seen a ghost."
This description is so weird.
"But it's a pity," Xiaolan said decisively, "I haven't seen it."
The topic of hell did not go any further. Rice Tong was not discouraged, but lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head and asked again.
"Then the prophet must have seen it, right?"
"He..." Xiaolan grinned, "I've never seen him before."
"No way! My mother said the prophet has seen everything."
"How does your mother know?" Xiaolan asked with squinting eyes.
"I...my mother..."
"Has your mother seen a ghost?"
Xiao Lan originally only planned to make a joke, but after listening to her words, Fan Tong closed his mouth seriously and stayed where he was.
"What's wrong with you?" This time it was Xiaolan's turn to turn around and ask him.
"My mother..." Fantong muttered for a while. After a few seconds, his eyes refocused and he ran to Xiaolan in two steps, "Auntie, my mother seems to have really seen a ghost."
"Ah?" Xiaolan became interested.
The ghost you're talking about had better not be referring to me, otherwise I might have to beat you up.
"It's like this," Xantong recalled, "It seems... the year before last, yes, it was when I was eight years old. That summer, it rained for several days in the village, and many houses were flooded.
My home is not as miserable as other homes, but one night, the roof of my home also leaked, and after that...there were always strange sounds after that..."
Xiao Lan turned around and looked directly at Fan Tong. Seeing Xiao Lan, Fan Tong also became serious, licked his lips and spoke more energetically.
"Ever since the roof of my house started leaking, I could hear noises on the roof every night. My mother said they were mice, and I thought so too at the time. But one night, I felt the noise coming to my room.
It seems like something is scratching above my room, right where the door on my roof is, you know..."
Xiao Lan nodded, and Fan Tong continued.
"Then I was a little scared, but also curious, so I finally climbed up the ladder. As soon as I opened the door, guess what I saw?"
"Ghost?" Xiaolan was very cooperative.
"No," Fan Tong's eyes widened with an exaggerated expression, "I saw my mother."
"Your mother?" Xiaolan was also surprised by the answer, "Is it your mother who climbs on the roof every night?"
"No, how is this possible?" Fantong was amused by Xiaolan's expression. "My mother said she was catching mice. She finally caught the mouse and said there would be no more noise in the future. My mother was right.
There will really be no movement from now on.”
"But you don't think it's that simple, do you?"
"You just mentioned seeing a ghost, and then I remembered," Fantong pointed at his face, "When I saw my mother, I was shocked by her appearance. My mother's face was scary.
...It was extremely white, like a dead person, as if she had seen a ghost... So now I think about it, did my mother really see a ghost at that time? It was just that she was afraid of scaring me, so she killed the ghost herself.
, and then lied to me and said it was a mouse..."
Oh, what kind of person is your mother in your mind?
"Does your mother still fight ghosts?"
"My mother may not, but the roof of my house is dedicated to the Immortal of the House. I feel that the Immortal of the House may help my mother..."
"Zhai Xian?"
"That's right," Fan Tong made a square shape with his hand, "Didn't you go up to the roof of my house? That's where the Immortals are enshrined. Didn't you see?... By the way, Auntie, why did you go up to my house?
Roof?"
Xiaolan was very glad that Fan Tong only remembered to ask herself this question now, and she had already prepared the answer.
"Actually, it was your mother who asked me to hide there," Xiaolan said mysteriously. "Your mother has known for a long time that I am not a bad person, but other people in the village don't believe it. Your mother can only protect me like this temporarily.
Ermao disappeared today and they all had to go out, so she asked me to hide on the roof, saying it would be safer."
After hearing this, Fantong suddenly realized, "No wonder my mother was a little strange when she came back and didn't pay much attention to me. She must have come back to confirm your safety!"
Xiaolan nodded meaningfully, "That's it."
"Oh, why didn't my mother tell me?" Fan Tong was annoyed alone. "We will all support her..."
"By the way, that home fairy..." Xiaolan brought the topic back inadvertently, "I'm also curious about what it is, but your mother told me not to move, so I didn't move..."
In fact, it was Xiaolan who left the box on the roof herself, but that was fine, otherwise it would not be so easy for Rice Tong to believe her.
"It's the home fairy enshrined in our family. It can protect our family," Fantong said. "It was there before I was born."
Before Rice Tong was born...
Xiaolan calculated the timeline.
"Did I have a crazy disease before you were born?" Xiaolan asked, "I'm the one you think is crazy. In fact, I'm not sick."
Fan Tong nodded calmly, "Yes, but you are just a little crazy, not scary... You are much more normal now."
The timeline is closed.
The so-called Zhaixian may be Huolian's child who died in infancy.