Chapter 1595: Distribution of Mourning Clothes
Li Yue turned on the ghost and led a group of people who were digging in the old forest to break through the blockade of the ghost and appeared directly outside the gate of the old house.
“We’re leaving now!”
Zhou Deng looked at the old house in front of him in surprise, and then looked back at the old forest behind him.
The eyes were full of surprise.
A second ago, they were trapped in the old forest. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, their position had changed.
You must know that Zhou Deng was trapped in the old forest before, and he couldn't escape despite trying many ways.
In the end, I had to rely on the yellow paper in my hand to pretend to be dead to escape the disaster.
But Li Yue was able to take them away easily.
This can also be seen from this, the gap between him and Li Yue.
"Now is not the time to chat. Let's enter the old house first and then talk."
As Yang Jian's words spread, everyone no longer struggled with Li Yue taking them back to the gate of the old house in an instant thing.
After all, it’s almost twelve o’clock.
Then everyone entered the ancient house and went directly to the lobby. This time they had experience and everyone remembered to close the door.
Everyone was relieved until they successfully entered the old house.
"It's eleven fifty-nine now, the time is just right." Ding Hui looked at the time and said.
Although I don’t know what will happen if I don’t enter the old house when the day of condolence comes.
However, everyone had a vague hunch that the result would definitely not be good.
"Condolences will begin soon, why don't we hurry up and divide the mourning clothes?" Fan Xing suddenly said.
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.
At this moment, Li Yue suddenly said:
“Things like mourning clothes are meaningless to me, so you don’t need to consider me.”
Hearing this, the rest of the people first raised their eyebrows. He was stunned, and then his eyes flashed with undisguised joy.
But in the end, everyone’s faces became a little heavy;
Because the funeral service is related to their life and death.
But with so many people here, they only have four mourning clothes.
Even if Zhou Deng, Yingying, Ding Hui and Li Yue do not participate in the distribution, some of them will not be able to get mourning clothes.
At this time, Yang Jian took a deep look at everyone.
After a short period of reflection, mourning clothes began to be distributed.
I saw Yang Jian first throwing a white mourning dress to Li Yang.
Li Yang is Yang Jian's team member, so Yang Jian will naturally give priority to him at this time.
In fact, everyone was mentally prepared for this, so even though they felt a little unwilling after seeing this scene, they didn't say anything.
After all, who made them not have a close relationship with Yang Jian, and it wasn't Yang Jian's team members.
This is life, there is nothing to say.
Unless they are stronger than Yang Jian, they have no choice but to admit it.
Yang Jian didn't pay attention to what everyone was thinking.
After giving one piece of mourning clothes to Li Yang, Yang Zhen then threw one piece of mourning clothes to Daqiang, and then immediately threw another piece to Fan Xing.
Although Yang Jian still has opinions on Fan Xing, he even dislikes him.
But Yang Jian knew better that this moment was not suitable for impulsive actions, because Fan Xing had good abilities and would be useful in the actions in the next few days.
Those who were assigned mourning clothes began to wear them immediately.
So far, three of the four mourning clothes have been distributed.
Yang Jian still has one piece in his hand, but this last piece, needless to say, everyone knows that it must have been kept by Yang Jian himself.
No one had anything to say about this, because no one could argue with Yang Jian.
The expressions of those who were not assigned suddenly sank.
“What about me?”
Yang Xiaohua's voice was trembling. She looked at Yang Jian, her eyes full of fear.
Yang Jian glanced at Yang Xiaohua and said nothing.
Seeing this, Yang Xiaohua’s eyes suddenly became dim.
There was a shortage of mourning clothes, and Yang Jian did not prepare any for her, which made Yang Xiaohua immediately think of abandoning her son.
Yang Xiaohua felt that she seemed to have been given up by Yang Jian.
Thinking of this, Yang Xiaohua's heart gradually became desperate.
At this time, Yang Jian suddenly looked at Zhou Deng and said:
"As compensation, I will take out a piece of yellow paper for her to use. I can forget about the past things."
< br>Zhou Deng was stunned for a moment.
His eyes moved. He knew that Yang Jian actually had a piece of yellow paper in his hand, but he didn't know why Yang Jian didn't take it out and use it.
Zhou Deng didn't ask much.
"Since you opened your mouth, I naturally agree, but you know the function and effect of this thing. I will not be responsible if anything goes wrong."
Hearing Zhou Deng say this, Yang Jian immediately said:
"Don't worry, you don't need to be responsible."
"Okay."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Deng immediately took out a piece of yellow paper and walked towards Yang Xiaohua without saying a word.
At the same time, Yang Jian immediately put on the last remaining mourning clothes.
See this scene.
The expressions of the remaining people who were not assigned to mourning clothes suddenly darkened.
When Li Yue saw this scene, he couldn't help but glance at Ding Hui beside him.
He also didn't expect that Yang Jian would only unearth four mourning clothes.
"Although I have prepared a back-up for you, it is used to deal with more dangerous situations. If you can't use it now, try not to use it."
Li Yue's tone was slightly serious. warned Ding Hui.
When Ding Hui heard Li Yue's words, he nodded lightly at first, and then said helplessly:
"If I have a choice, I naturally don't want to use my trump card easily, but We only dug out four pieces of mourning clothes here, which is not enough.
In order to reduce meaningless disputes, I can only give up voluntarily. ”
Li Yue believed Ding Hui’s words.
Because he knew that although Ding Hui was young, he had experienced a lot of things, especially supernatural things.
Ding Hui is definitely not the kind of person who shows off everywhere.
“Speaking of mourning clothes, I almost forgot. "Li Yue suddenly seemed to remember something, and he stretched out his hand.
In his originally empty hand, a white mourning dress suddenly appeared out of thin air.
"After I left you, I also unearthed a piece of mourning clothes, and I will leave this to you."
Li Yue immediately handed it to Ding Hui beside him.
Ding Hui naturally would not be polite to Li Yue, so he took it directly and immediately put it on his body.
And just as Ding Hui was putting on his mourning clothes, twelve o'clock arrived.
A gust of cold wind poured in from the patio not far from the lobby, instantly invading the ancient house. This wind made people feel chilly all over;
And the lantern in Yang Jian's hand also felt cold at this moment. Suddenly it went out.
I don’t know whether it was the strange wind that blew out the lantern;
or it was the lantern that went out automatically after the time was up.
But as the lantern goes out.
The pale light also disappeared instantly.
"Sure enough, this lantern is useless on the fourth day. Just like the incense before, these things can save lives at a specific time, but after the corresponding time period, the life-saving effect will disappear. Disappear."
Looking at the extinguished lantern, Li Yue couldn't help feeling that the layout made by Zhang Dong was indeed exquisite.
Yang Jian, who also discovered this, first looked at the lantern in his hand, and then threw the lantern aside.
Although he felt a little pity in his heart, Yang Jian knew that this thing was useless now.
It's just waste if you keep it in your hands. (End of this chapter)