The light swept across Nineteen and Old Man Liu, and landed on Twenty-Seven again.
Ever since Chizi entered the iron gate, the order of the crowd has changed a bit. Originally, Lu Shijiu and Old Man Liu led the way, Xuan Min followed unhurriedly, and Jiang Shining and Lu Twenqi were behind him. Xuan Min, who lives in the middle, has the meaning of a barrier inexplicably.
But now it's not the case. Lu Shijiu and Liu old man are still walking in the forefront regardless, but the one who followed slowly has become Lu Jiuqi. Xuanmin no longer acts as that "barrier". Instead, he spontaneously walked at the end of the team, helping everyone beware of behind him.
Lu Twenty-seven had covered his mouth and nose before, but now he has put his hands down. He turned his head halfway through Jiang Shining's speech, turned his back to Xuanmin, and faced Nineteen in front of him, his eyes fixed on himself. The blind brother.
Nineteen did not look at him.
After Jiang Shining reminded everyone, he quietly turned around and continued to walk towards the other end of the steps.
The flames between Xuan Min's fingers occasionally jumped, and the dim yellow flames were thrown forward from the back, and the last light just happened to land on the bottom of Nineteen's feet. There is a large darkness in front of him, and a warm yellow light behind him. Every step he takes, he just steps on the realm of light and darkness.
The clothes on the back of his neck were torn a lot, and the scattered hair half covered his pale neck, casting a large shadow of Yin, so that in the dim firelight, if you didn't pay attention, you couldn't see what was wrong there.
On the other hand, Lu Twenty-seven's head was unusually thin and small, and it was a few steps lower, so he couldn't see it over his shoulders.
As Jiang Shining reminded, this tomb is probably covered with sap that sees blood and seals the throat. The closer it is to the outside, the more obvious this smell is.
"It's here." Lu Nineteen, who was at the front, stood at the top of the steps and said with his back to the crowd, "This is the last section opposite the tomb passage in front. Although I haven't reached the end, I guess that another stone gate will be opened. , you can go out."
Although I haven't come to the end...
This may sound okay at first, but after thinking about it again, it feels wrong - since you have already come here, and you have seen Shimen, why not just go to the end and go straight out
Old man Liu followed him to the top of the steps. From Xuanmin's point of view, he could see that he was half-turned, staring at a certain part of the tomb in front of him in a daze.
Lu Nineteen did not step forward, but turned his head to look at Twenty-Seven quietly behind him.
"What are you doing staring at me, anyway, you can only see the qi, but not the face." Lu Twenqi paused, his voice hoarse. For some reason, his voice was inexplicably... trembling, as if with a layer of uncontrollable sadness and fear, "Don't look, you're leaving, what are you doing here? Go out and talk if you have anything to say, I'm too lazy to listen to you. Chat now."
Nineteen said lightly: "I can see your face, but I can't see it clearly."
He directly skipped the second half of the twenty-seventh sentence, lowered his head and took out the wooden branch he always used in his arms. The red rope tied in the middle had faded a bit. Never had it, it's obviously a good thing.
"You can take this sling." Nineteen said, and handed the wooden branch to Twenty-seven.
Twenty-seven frowned and moved away, then lowered his eyes and stared at his feet, with an indescribable irritability in his tone: "I don't want it, you take it yourself! Why should I take things for you... You don't talk too much, the net is blocked. Lu, hurry up and move forward, what are you doing?!"
Nineteen suddenly held the corner of his mouth and smiled lightly: "I'm not leaving."
This is about the years when the brothers lived together, Lu Shijiu rarely laughed, but Lu Twenqi didn't see it. He lowered his eyes and frowned, without looking at Nineteen, he let out a heavy sigh: "Why don't you go, don't be so unreasonable..."
When he raised his eyes again, the circles around his eyes were already red, and he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gave Nineteen a shove as he spoke, "You're just—go!"
The firelight in Xuan Min's hand reflected just right on Lu Nineteen's face. He saw some slight changes on his originally pale face, and there were some faint traces on the court, as if a new mole was faintly growing. Come, it happened to be scattered in the Palace of Life, exactly the same as the one on Yuan Lu Twenty-seven's forehead.
"I can meet you obviously, why don't you leave?" Lu Twenqi red eyes, stalked his neck and looked at Nineteen, unable to hold back the choking in his throat as he spoke. He repeated this sentence twice, and seemed to convince himself again: "Look, I can hold your hand, and you are no different from ordinary people. It's not that... It's not that ghosts can't be touched..."
With a stubborn temper, he stared at Lu Nineteen, but found that his eyes were blurred, even the appearance of Lu Nineteen.