NOVEL NEXT Chapter 479 Yearning for the Hall of Life
Chapter 479 Yearning for the Hall of Life
Walking up the long steps, the conversation between the two ghosts above appeared clearly in my ears.
"Speaking of which, have you seen Lao Zhang these days?"
"He, I remember him saying, it's almost time to let it go."
"Oh, that's a good thing. I wonder where he will go next?"
There was a smile in another voice: "If you are curious, we can go and have a look?"
"Hahaha, later, now I want to stay a little longer."
Further up, there was a circular altar, and there were several ghost-like children inside. Lao Meng was a little panicked when he saw it: "This..."
Hu Tao signaled him to be quiet yet, and Lao Meng soon became quiet.
"Wow, it's the Lantern Festival again. It would be great if one day I could go see the lanterns." The face of Xiao Wu, who was still thin in the memory, was full of expectation.
As a little girl, Satoko frowned: "Actually, you can make a wish without looking at the light. My mother told me that as long as you shout it loudly, your dream will come true in the future."
In the memory, Brother Lang touched his uniquely colored hair a little shyly: "Shouting it out loud...isn't it...a bit embarrassing?"
Everyone laughed. After laughing, Lao Meng looked a little helpless when he was still a child in the memory: "You need someone to help you start. If everyone shouts, you won't be shy."
Satoko nodded excitedly: "Yes, yes, Xiao Wu, you go first."
In the memory, Xiao Wu thought for a long time, and finally expressed his wish with a smile: "Then I want to open a big restaurant with endless meals and snacks! You can eat fragrant and tender pepper chicken every day. !”
These words made Mumu, who was standing next to him, laugh: "Look at your potential."
Xiaowu was very dissatisfied and put his hands on his hips: "Are you laughing at me? What about you?"
Mumu raised his head in the memory: "Of course it is to make money! Do big business and make a lot of money! Once you have money, you can do whatever you want, how happy you are!"
In the memory, Lao Meng nodded excitedly: "That's right! If you have money, you can buy that super expensive toy box if you want, right?"
Mumu nodded: "Not only do I want to buy one, but one for each person, no, several for each person!"
Satoko thought for a long time and finally said: "Well, since Mumu wants to be a big businessman, then there is no need for me to make money."
Mumu puffed up her cheeks and pushed up her glasses: "No, no, it's hard to make money, don't just count on me!"
Satoko smiled, and touched the flower hairpin on her head: "I want to learn to make Mingxiao lanterns in the future, even the big ones. I also want to learn how to make Mingxiao lanterns, and then I will be the best craftsman."
In the memory, Brother Lang nodded excitedly: "Hey, that's right, this way we can celebrate the festival without going to Liyue Port and letting the lanterns fly!"
Xiao Wu seemed a little curious: "We have said so much, Lao Meng, Brother Lang, where are you two?"
Brother Lang said with melancholy in his tone: "I..."
Before he finished speaking, all the scenes disappeared. Paimon stepped forward and said, "Ah, they've all disappeared! I didn't hear the key things."
Lao Meng had calmed down and sighed: "I really miss it. This is the last time the five of us will spend the Lantern Festival together."
Brother Lang nodded, with a bit of sadness in his tone: "It's been so long, everyone has grown up..."
Only he is still the same as he was when he was a child.
Brother Lang sighed: "I wonder if the wish everyone shouted at that time has really come true?"
Ying clasped her hands behind her back: "It's happened, they are all here."
Gan Lin nodded, and together with Ying, he took out all the things he had prepared. Paimeng added next to him: "We went to find the three of them before we came and asked for the tokens."
All the things were handed over to Brother Lang and Lao Meng. Although they knew that the three of them went to find their friends, they did not know that their friends would prepare such things.
"Xiaowu became a chef, Mumu became a big businessman, and Satoko became a Xiaolan craftsman!"
Looking at the fragrant and tender pepper chicken in front of him, the extremely large toy box and the exquisitely crafted Xiaolan lantern, Brother Lang choked up in his voice: "This is it... um..."
Lao Meng comforted him at the side: "We will always remember what we said at the beginning and regard it as an agreement that must be fulfilled no matter what."
Lao Meng looked at the lantern in his hand: "Anyway, let's put this lantern up first."
After saying this, the two of them walked not far away. Just as Ying was about to follow, Hu Tao stopped her: "Hey, don't be ignorant of the style."
Looking at Ying's confused eyes, Hu Tao smiled: "While they are reminiscing about old times, let's stand far away and chat casually."
Following Hu Tao a little further away, Paimon complained as he walked: "You say we don't understand the style, but you are obviously the one who doesn't understand the atmosphere the most."
Yingzi spread his hands and said: "It seems that the Hall of Death is very different from the funeral services in my impression."
Hu Tao didn't care at all: "Really? As long as we can achieve the goal, what we do and how we do it are just details."
"Indeed, there is a big difference between the Funeral Hall of the Past and the funerals in our country." Hutao shook his head: "I have said before that the Funeral Hall was not a funeral service at the beginning, but a doctor-like one. Work."
Gan Lin thought thoughtfully: "You mean - the plague?"
Hutao nodded, his expression showing seriousness and solemnity: "In the seventeenth war between demons and gods, corpses are everywhere, all living things are devastated, infectious diseases are spreading everywhere, and death is devouring our world of the living crazily."
Gan Lin smiled: "So I can understand the Hall of Rebirth as the Hall of Longing for Life?"
Hutao was amused: "Of course ~ but the current Shengshengtang is not a doctor."
The three people listened very carefully, and even the Chinese people started to discuss while eating melon seeds.
[The Demon God War, I seem to have heard this kind of story all the time. If it has been circulating for so long, it must have been a very difficult time. ]
[That's for sure, after all, how can mortals resist the war between monsters and demons? ]
[I also heard about the plague... to be honest, it made me think of some country's germ warfare here. ]
No matter where the gossip in China goes, Hutao still patiently tells the story of the past: "At that time, the Hall of Rebirth was born. As an insignificant human being, it took a long time to drive death back."
Hu Tao said it lightly, but the three people listening didn't feel that way: "It feels like I paid a big price..."
Hutao sighed: "A long time has passed. Liyue Port is prosperous and everyone is chasing fame and Mora."
At this point, Hu Tao paused, her expression looking very serious, different from her ever: "In the end, the crazy person touched the legacy of death."
Just when Paimon was about to ask, Hu Tao spoke up first: "The devil's remnants are raging in the world. I won't mention the details. In short, it is the ultimate self-destruction, and it is also the backlash of death."