Chapter 521 Those Cries
As soon as they finished speaking, they saw Du Lai and Fu Miaoxue walking from the garden.
Shen Mo asked: "Where have you been?"
"Go to the kitchen to find something to eat." Du Lai raised a plate of cold steamed buns in his hand, and then saw the warm flower rolls in Shen Mo's hand, and couldn't help but be startled, "Where did they come from?"
Shen Mo was silent for two seconds and replied: "I got it from the kitchen.
Du Lai: "..."
Can we have some basic respect as a human being?
Even if you lie, why don't you be sincere?
Fu Miaoxue was not interested in the food and asked them directly: "Did you hear those crying sounds? I think they may be clues. Do you want to go and see together~"
Shen Mo put the flower scroll in Du Lai's hand, "Well, let's go take a look together."
Du Lai pinched it slightly, and it was soft and slightly hot. It was obviously fresh out of the pot not long ago.
He couldn't help but glance at Bai Youwei.
Being willing to give him the stand-in doll meant that he had a better prop in his hand than the stand-in doll.
However, isn’t the game the most important thing about balance? Why are Bai Youwei’s props so...
Bai Youwei looked calm and composed.
Du Lai no longer thinks about this.
…
Four people went out together.
When passing by the front hall, they met the old scholar again.
The old scholar was making paper figures in the room.
The paper figurine that was broken by Shen Mo was still lying in the garden in front of the wing, with a few pieces of bamboo and some shredded paper left. What the old scholar was making now was a new paper figurine.
——Weave thin bamboo strips into a round head, add a cylindrical body, and then paste layers of white paper on it to form a prototype.
I haven't had time to draw the nose and eyes, so it's just a blank outline, and the air is filled with the smell of paste.
Another paper-tied figure sat intact in a high-backed chair. What is missing is the old scholar's "mother".
Bai Youwei wanted to ask about the paper man, but when they got closer, they heard the old scholar smearing paste and mumbling:
"The gentleman says, you can't learn more than you can... you can't learn more than you can..."
Everyone was speechless.
You won’t have to memorize the text again before answering, right?
"Let's go to the village first." Shen Mo said calmly, "The corpse transporter girl has been circling the village all night. There should be clues in the village."
Bai Youwei murmured in a low voice, "Don't let every NPC ask us to memorize the text..."
…
Facts have proved that although it is not as exaggerated as requiring everyone to memorize the text, it is indeed as Fu Miaoxue guessed - every clue will face a test.
They found that the sound of crying came from a house. People in the house were wearing sackcloth and mourning, and they were crying. There were white lanterns outside the house, and paper flowers of Ming coins were sprinkled.
Villagers flocked to this house to express their condolences.
Shen Mo and his party also went to express their condolences.
But when they reached the gate, they couldn't get in. It was like there was an invisible wall blocking them.
The host asked them: "Why are people offering condolences?"
who?
I do not know.
They just came here last night and don't know anyone! It’s even more impossible to know who died!
If you can't answer the question, you won't be able to get in. You can only ask the guests coming in and out nearby.
But no matter who I asked, I couldn't get an answer.
The mourners all had crying faces and could not say a word except crying.
Bai Youwei saw a group of children playing at the base of the wall. The adults were crying, but the children didn't understand, and they were all laughing and joking.
There was a child among them, holding a Luban lock in his hand.
Bai Youwei thought it was interesting and winked at Du Lai.
Du Lai walked up to the child with a smile, squatted down, showed a standard tiger-tooth smile, and asked: "Do you know who this family is holding a funeral for?"