Chapter 209

Name:Dark Matter Museum Author:ye bu yu
Life, experience, will polish a sharp gravel into a pebble to protect yourself. Who knows, in fact, every pebble was angular at the beginning.

At least Mu Wan, who was well protected since childhood, is angular. However, today she collected the edges and corners, looked at everything in front of her, and rubbed her tears.

On May 25, the weather was rainy.

The hazy light rain covered my sight and made everything in the world a little desolate.

With a ten-year-old body, little Lori, wearing a black suit and a black hat, looked at the funeral procession from a distance.

Mu Wan, today, has done something that most people in the world can't do.

She attended her own funeral.

The Mu family withered. She was the only child, so there were not many people attending the funeral. Uncle Mu bought the most luxurious cemetery in Sheung Shui, covering an area of more than 200 square meters.

A line of undertakers dressed in black carried a heavy nanmu coffin. The huge coffin was empty inside, only mu Wan's clothes.

The mourners stood in the drizzle.

Uncle Mu and aunt Mu didn't have an umbrella. The rain fell down their cheeks and wet their hair and shoulders. Mu Wan's heartache.

The most painful thing in the world is that white haired people send black haired people.

Little Lori, only one meter four or five high, pulled yenuo's sleeves tightly with her hands. Her tears kept flowing. She felt heartache for her parents and understood their pain.

But she dared not come forward to recognize her.

He is still a remnant. He died earlier than his parents, which is already a great unfilial. Now, I rashly appear as I was ten years old and stand in front of my parents. Don't say whether my parents believe it or not.

When they believe it, it is the beginning of more pain.

After all, I can live more than half a month with this body. After half a month, I will torture my parents again.

Which parents don't want their daughter to live long? Which parents do not want their daughter to be happy? The same is true of children.

Truth, gentle Mu Wan knows.

Far away, sorrow and music sounded. Mu Wan's clothes grave in the cemetery began to fall into the coffin. The heavy coffin was put into the pit. Uncle Mu stood in front of the tomb and wanted to say some elegy.

The elegy has been written clearly and has been deeply engraved in my mind. But Uncle Mu choked several times and couldn't say a word.

The heart of sorrow and silence is greater than death.

The accidental death of the only daughter hit the two middle-aged people more miserably than expected.

"Bury!" Uncle Mu covered his face with his broad palm. At last, he didn't say much. He took the shovel in the feng shui master's hand, took the lead in shoveling a little soil and buried it on the coffin.

The loess is scattered and scattered.

Humanity is dust to dust to earth. Unfortunately, Mu Wan's body could not be found from beginning to end, leaving only a dress.

Looking at her parents' sad appearance, Mu Wan couldn't help it anymore. She wanted to rush up recklessly and tell her parents that she wasn't dead yet and that she was still here.

Yenuo was quick eyed and grabbed her.

Looking at Mu Wan with bleary eyes, yenuo gently touched her little head: "bear with it, we still have half a month. Just leave it to me. I'll always save you. "

Feeling the rough touch of yenuo's palm was magical, and Mu Wan's heart immediately calmed down.

She stopped talking, and her little head rested on yenuo's waist. And waist long hair floating around in the wind. Today's rain is really cool!

The funeral continues. Mu Wan's coffin was completely buried and the tombstone was erected. On the tombstone, which had been carved for more than ten days, Mu Wan's photos were also carved.

She smiled with light in her eyes. Her quiet and indifferent face was a little confused, which was very incompatible with the scenery of the cemetery.

"It was such a mood to watch yourself buried." Mu Wan smiled bitterly: "it's really hard."

The tombstone is engraved with a line of words:

Mu Wanzhi, her beloved daughter, died at the age of 20.

She is a good daughter and will be a good wife. But her time remained at the age of twenty forever.

Mu Wan's eyes stopped on the words on the tombstone, and then suddenly said, "fart, this woman is only ten years old now."

Yenuo had no sense of humor. He stared at her and said, "let's go."

"Where are you going?" Mu Wan wondered.

"Find your real body." Yenuo sighed: "only when I find your body can I keep your soul for a longer time."

Now Mu Wan's ten-year-old body, which is made of changeable soft mud, is a foreign object after all. It's like a layer of protective clothing. If you wear it for another half a month, it won't work.

Although people can't be raised after death, yenuo still wants to find Mu Wan's body.

After finding the body, yenuo will break Mu Wan's soul into the body and throw it in the dark matter Museum. According to the records, in theory, applying various spells should prolong Mu Wan's existence for a longer time.

As for the possibility of resurrection, as long as you protect your soul and body, there may be a way.

Yenuo feels that mysterious relics emerge one after another in the museum, and his knowledge is also surprisingly much. Maybe one day, after he gets through a room in the museum, he can find a way to revive Mu Wan.

People always have a glimmer of hope.

What if it happens?

What we can do now is to save Mu Wan's ghost and find her body.

Yenuo and Mu Wan, who looked like little Laurie, left the cemetery.

"Arnold, Arnold, where are we going now?" The girl asked softly. She was still in a low mood.

"To Chongcheng, of course." Yenuo thought, "there are the most salvage companies on the Yangtze River. Your body disappeared after jumping into the river. Those salvage companies are well informed. Maybe they know something. "

"Then how can we go? Can't we ride this car?" Mu Wan looked at yenuo's shared bike and couldn't help covering her ass. In this car, my little ass bumps and hurts very much.

Yenuo smiled: "who calls me poor."

Well, this guy is really going by bike. Yenuo certainly has his own plans. First, Chuncheng is only more than 300 companies away from Chongcheng. Second, take public transport. Little Lori can't take it without her ID card. The third and most important point.

He is poor and has no money.

Yenuo now has more physical strength than ordinary people. Even if you ride a bike and take a person, you can ride more than 300 kilometers in less than six hours. We can get to the important city tonight.

"No, I don't want to go to Chongcheng by bike." Mu Wan complained, then pointed to her face: "I have money, I have saved a lot of money. I'm a little rich woman. Please flatter me. "