Monument of Life and Death Chapter 942

   Chapter 942 Master (4000 words)

  Xiaolan froze in place, bewildered, and looked at the other partners as if asking for help.

   The partners did not live up to her expectations, and they all sent her a melon-eating expression that seemed helpless, but it was not a big deal to watch the fun.

   "You actually forgot me!..." Xiaosong cried inarticulately, "How dare you forget me!"

   "Uh...I..."

   "You mustn't forget me!" Komatsu suddenly raised his head, and on his wet face, the small facial features twisted together aggrievedly.

   "I...I haven't forgotten you." Xiaolan told a harmless lie.

   "Don't lie to me either!"

"Uh……"

   "Xiaosong, it's not...this kitten, what do you call him?" Qin Yin finally got fed up with this **** plot, and asked, "It doesn't seem appropriate for us to call you Xiaosong again."

   Komatsu stared at Xiaolan resentfully, pouted and muttered, "Do you still remember my name?"

  Xiaolan's forehead was oozing with cold sweat. She blinked her eyes and said tentatively, "Your name is... Meow?"

   Komatsu rolled her eyes and pushed Xiaolan away in anger, turning her back and ignoring her.

   "I don't have a good memory," Xiaolan quickly excused herself, "I have forgotten all about the past, please give me a hint."

   Komatsu was sulking for a minute, then turned his head slightly and said angrily, "My coat color!"

   coat color!

   So the question is, what color is your cat...?

At this time, Xiaolan suddenly felt that something was rubbing against her calf from behind. She turned her head and found that Fei Xu was leaning on the back of her calf, and her two claws were scratching her trouser legs. Xu raised his head, the expression in his eyes was exactly the same as that of a human being.

  Flying fluff...white?

   "Your name is...Xiaobai?" Xiaolan saw that this answer caught Komatsu's eyes, and hurriedly changed her words, "No! It's Baibai? Abai? Dabai? Laobai?..."

   Countless wrong answers poured out of Xiaolan's mouth. Just when Xiaolan's answer had gone off on a series of white objects such as "snowflakes", "tofu" and "white sugar", Komatsu couldn't help it.

   "You're stupid!" Komatsu turned around, and judging from her expression, her anger seemed to be much less, "I've given you a hint, but I still can't guess it!"

  Xiaolan once again applied for help outside the venue, but the partners were all at a loss.

   Qin Yin tugged at his finger, "What else could it be? Bailian? Baihuahua? Are you sure it's two words?"

   "Bai Lian said it." Bao Mu calmly reminded.

   seems to be hopeless.

  Xiaolan turned his eyes back and looked at Xiaomatsu apologetically, "So..."

   "My name is Baimao!" Komatsu, no, Baimao shouted angrily, "It's the name you gave me!"

  Xiao Lan widened her eyes, covered her chest, and spurted blood frantically in the small theater inside her skull.

  White...hair.

   In this way, her hint is really correct.

   But how could I give my cat such an ugly name!

  Speaking of which, black skin and white hair sound a bit CP.

   Wrong! What are you thinking! Pay attention to me!

   "That white... white hair," Xiaolan said with tears in her eyes, "or I'll change your name?"

   Bai Mao tilted his head, "Why?"

   Why else? Haven't you been bullied by nicknames in your cat circle because of your name?

   "Don't you think this name is not very pleasant?" Xiaolan guided carefully, "What do you think of Xiaobai? Baibai can also..."

   Baimao frowned and said to himself, "It's not very nice."

  Xiaolan instantly became energetic, "Right? How about Baixue? Or a white rabbit? The Taoist priest just happens to have a rabbit, it's just pink..."

   "Oh, I don't want to change my name," Bai Mao waved his hand and raised Erlang's legs, "I've called this name for more than 40 years, I'm used to it, I don't want to change it..."

and many more.

  Forty years?

   "Forty years?" Qin Yin shrank his neck in fright, "How old are you, Xiaolan?"

   "You've lived for more than 40 years?!" Xiaolan took a half step back in shock, "Are you mistaken?! I'm just a child!"

  Bai Mao opened his big innocent eyes and looked at Xiao Lan, "Speaking of which, you seem to be shorter than before... I thought it was because my perspective changed..."

  Xiaolan raised a hand and stopped between the two, "This white haired man, I need you to explain the current situation. I reasonably suspect that this is a misunderstanding."

   "What to explain?" Bai Mao became unhappy again, "I'm your cat!"

   "Okay, let's start from the beginning," Xiaolan tried to clarify her thoughts, "When did I start raising you?"

"I think about it... It seems that when you were fifteen years old," Bai Mao said, "yes, it was fifteen years old. I was your birthday present. Your father took me out of the box, then It's the first time I see you..."

   "Then here comes the question," Xiaolan interrupted by raising her hand, "How old do you think I am now?"

   Bai Mao's eyes flickered, as if he didn't quite understand what she meant, "How do I know how old you are now?"

   "Xiaolan is only thirteen or fourteen years old now," Qin Yin said to Xiaolan, "so the one you said, the master who raised you fifty years ago at the age of fifteen, is not Xiaolan."

   Xiaolan nodded and spread his hands.

  Bai Mao stood up, "How is that possible?!"

   "But the version you mentioned is even more impossible," Xiaolan said. "I have parents. Although I don't remember, there are many people who can prove that I was still in elementary school a few years ago."

  After all, Lily's story really happened around him.

   "Impossible...impossible..." Bai Mao murmured, "It's obviously..."

   "Maybe—" the Taoist priest said, "You can tell us your story."

   The fool immediately added, "Yes, we can help you only if you tell everything about yourself."

  Bai Mao was stunned for more than ten seconds before he lowered his eyes and said softly, "Do you just not want me anymore?"

   "It's not that I don't want you," Xiaolan explained patiently, "If I really didn't want you, when you said you were my cat just now, I would kill you and wouldn't admit it."

   "We also want to help you," Qin Yin also said, "After all, it sounds like you have been looking for your master for decades, and you don't want to be looking for the wrong person for decades, right?"

   A thick layer of sadness suddenly appeared in the big white eyes.

Xiaolan suddenly felt a little distressed, and if she wanted to say that she was indeed her master, it would be over, but... this practice is like applying a layer of Yunnan Baiyao on a severely injured wound, which can temporarily relieve the pain, but it doesn't matter. Not helpful.

   "Isn't it really you?" Bai Mao's voice was trembling, and he looked like he was about to cry.

   "You can tell your story," Xiaolan said. "After that, we will all know."

  White hair lowered his eyelids and began to tell.

"The first time I saw you was on your birthday. At that time, I was a little milk cat, I didn't understand anything, and I remembered very little. It should have been on that day. You named me. white hair...

"Later I grew up a little bit, and you grew up too. After a few years, suddenly one day, your parents disappeared. I don't know what happened. I just knew that you had been there for a few days. Cry, a lot of strangers I don't know come and go back and forth at home, and then I realized that it should be your parents who died..."

  Xiao Lan felt her heart skip a beat.

"And then, you moved, you moved to a woman's house, I met that woman before, she seemed to be your father's friend, because they all wore the same clothes, I also found out later, that should be the policeman's mean……

"That woman was the only one at home. After we went, she was quite happy. Later, when you grew up a little, you didn't stay at home very often. It seemed that you were very busy. You should be studying. Later...you also have it. With a suit like that, you're a policeman too..."

   The more she listened, the more she confirmed that this was not her story, but for some reason, her heart was still heavy, as if she had a premonition that the story she was about to hear was a tragedy.

   "Then that happened again," Bai Mao sighed, "The woman also disappeared suddenly, just like your parents, you cried for several days, and there were many people you didn't know..."

   "Finally..." Komatsu raised his eyes with dark eyes, "You disappeared too."

   Everyone was silent, all staring at Bai Mao without saying a word.

  This is her story.

   "Isn't it really you?" Bai Mao looked at her pitifully.

   Xiaolan opened her mouth slightly, and said, "If I could lie to you, I would definitely tell you that it was mine."

   Bai Mao laughed at himself and lowered his head.

   "But you said I couldn't lie to you," Xiaolan continued, feeling as if she was being tortured, "so I have to tell you that it's not me."

   "Isn't it really you?..." Bai Mao asked again.

   She didn't want to hear an answer.

   She just wanted to ask.

   Qin Yin bit his lower lip and shook his head, "It's so pitiful."

   "Bai Mao," the Taoist priest came over, stood behind Xiaolan and asked, "Why do you think Xiaolan is your master?"

"Yes," Bao Mu also said, "According to your memory, when you saw Xiaolan, she was already fifteen years old, and when she... disappeared, she must have been in her twenties, Xiaolan. You're obviously just a child now... and you're a cat, your sense of smell should be very sensitive, does Xiaolan smell like your owner?"

   Bai Mao thought about it for a while, then shook his head, "My current body is Komatsu's body, and this body can't smell human body."

   "Then you always remember the master's name, right?" the fool asked, "what's her name?"

   "Xiao Lan." Bai Mao said.

   "Also called Xiaolan..." Qin Yin said, "Where's your full name?"

   "Full name?" White-haired eyebrows tightened, "I don't remember."

   "Is it Liao Yilan?"

   "I don't remember," Bai Mao twisted his body, "I only remember Xiaolan."

   "Did you use this nickname to confirm Xiaolan's identity?" the Taoist priest asked, "There are many people named Xiaolan in this world."

"But Xiaolan looks like this!" Bai Mao still didn't want to give up, pointed at Xiaolan's face and said, "Although... although she is a little small, Xiaolan is like this, even before she died, she was also …”

   "It seems that you also know," said the Taoist priest, "your master is dead."

   "What's wrong with death?" Bai Mao stared at the Taoist priest, "Cats have a lot of lives! People are so smart, there must be more!"

   "Cats are different from people," Xiaolan looked at Bai Mao sincerely, "When people die, they will never be resurrected."

   "No... No..." Bai Mao shook his head vigorously, suddenly remembered something, and shouted loudly, "No! After she died, she came back!"

   Everyone closed their mouths again.

   "I know... she came back..." Bai Mao's breathing became heavy, "Although I didn't see... but others... Some people saw her coming back..."

   "Has anyone seen her come back?" the Taoist priest asked, "At that time, was she sure she died?"

"Yes! Yes!" Bai Mao lost his patience and waved his hands vigorously, "She died, and then reappeared. Others said that the house was haunted and moved away one after another. I stayed there and waited. but she only came back once, and I haven't seen her yet..."

   Everyone understood.

   is a boundary marker.

  White-haired owner died, but not reincarnated.

   "If only once..." said the fool, "then she should have found her obsession and rest in peace behind the grave."

   "What mountain?" Bai Mao straightened his back.

   "That is to say, your master has gone where she should go," Qin Yin said, "that is where the dead go, and the living cannot see her."

   "But I want to see her!" Bai Mao shouted.

   "No way..." Baomu shook his head.

   "I'm going to that mountain too!" Bai Mao looked at the fool, "I'll go to that mountain to find her!"

   "You can't find it even if you go there, there is only..."

  The Taoist priest waved his finger at the fool, and the fool closed his mouth in time.

   "What's there?" Bai Mao looked at them, "Why can't I find it?"

   "Nothing," said the Taoist priest, "it's just... that place is hard to find."

   "It doesn't matter if it's hard to find," Bai Mao pointed at Xiaolan with his index finger, and said crisply, "It took me more than 20 years to find her, and I can spend another 20 years looking for that mountain."

   "Grave Mountain." said the fool.

   Xiaolan pursed her lips.

   She knew what the Taoist priest was thinking.

   If she told Bai Mao directly now that she would never be able to find her master, what would happen to her?

   It's better to give her a fantasy dream, let her use up the few remaining lives in her search, and let her still be full of hope until the end...

   But is this really good?

   Isn't this cheating?

   "White Hair..."

   "We can help you," the Taoist priest guessed Xiaolan's thoughts, so he interrupted her and said to Bai Mao, "We are also looking for that place."

   The hope in Baimao's eyes really came back, she looked at the Taoist priest and then at Xiaolan.

   but shook his head.

   "I'll find it myself."

   (end of this chapter)

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