Rebirth of Japanese high school students

In the afternoon, Li Xuehao didn't even say anything to take a nap, but Princess Yoko and Mingyue Jiehua left him, and the two went out to play with Anna and Virginia who came to the door.

With Princess Yoko as the "translator", Li Xuehao is not afraid that Mingyue Jiehua and Anna will not be able to communicate, which saves him the excuse.

Locked the door and he disappeared out of the room.

He focused on the baby boy, and under the monitoring of his spiritual sense, everything there could be clearly feedback.

Li Xuehao "sees" that the place where the baby boy is located is a huge hall, with only black and white decorations, and it seems that other colors have been swallowed up.

On the middle wall of the hall, there is a huge photo. The photo is a bust, which is probably the only colorful thing in the hall. The person inside is an old man with white beards and eyebrows. He looks like he is in his seventies or eighties and is smiling cheerfully, giving people the impression of a kind-hearted and beautiful old man.

There are rows of wreaths on both sides of the photo, with various elegy couplets on it. Judging from the arrangement, it is clearly a mourning hall.

The old man in the photo also made Li Xuehao, who was about to arrive, stunned, because the other party was the original owner of the jade pendant Tujiu Shijiu. Obviously, he had just "left" not long ago, so the arrangement of the mourning hall had not been removed.

The pregnant woman I had seen before was standing in front of the portrait, looking at it silently. There was no figure in the mourning hall except for the baby boy in the stroller.

The huge mourning hall looks very empty and quiet, making people shudder.

However, the young pregnant woman stood in front of the portrait without a trace of fear, and some were full of sadness and nostalgia.

Li Xuehao flew very quickly on the sword. After more than ten seconds, he had arrived outside the house where the mourning hall was located.

This is New York's Chinatown, the house is a typical courtyard house, and the mourning hall is located in the lobby in the middle.

Li Xuehao, who was invisible in the dark, walked in from outside. There was also no figure in the yard, only crying sounds came from the mourning hall.

He hesitated for a moment, removed the invisible formation, and walked towards the mourning hall with his foot.

When she walked to the door, the footsteps woke up the young pregnant woman who was sobbing and wiping tears. She turned around and happened to see a strange and familiar boy walking in.

"You are..." She didn't know who the other party was, but her vaguely familiar face made her think she was a relative and friend who came to pay her respects.

"I'll pay homage to Mr. Meng." Li Xuehao looked at the huge portrait on the middle wall and sighed regretfully. The communication with Mr. Meng was still vivid in his mind, but he didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, he was gone.

"You are the one who... helped me pick up the jade pendant..." Hearing his voice, the young pregnant woman finally remembered somewhere to see him. When she went out for help in the morning, she almost collided with someone. The boy in front of her helped her pick up the jade pendant.

"Yes, are you Miss Meng?" Li Xuehao changed to Mandarin. The young pregnant woman had a black hair and yellow skin, which was a standard Chinese image. Her facial features had roughly similar outlines to the portrait of Mr. Meng on the wall. Her identity could basically be guessed.

The familiar local accent made the young pregnant woman relax a little. Although the other party was a teenager, as the hostess here, she still seemed very polite: "I am Meng Mochou, did you come from China?"

"Well, I just arrived in New York not long ago." Li Xuehao nodded, as if he had agreed to her problem.

"Your family and my grandfather..." Meng Mochou looked at him hesitantly. What she wanted to ask was what the other party's family had to do with his grandfather. He heard that he called his grandfather Mr. Meng, and he knew that this young man's family had no relatives with his family. Perhaps he was the descendant of his grandfather's former old friend who was sent to New York to pay his respects, but he came a little late.

"It's a friend." Li Xuehao said.

Meng Mochou felt a little strange. What does "become a friend" mean? It sounds like he is not even a friend, but since the other party came to pay his respects, she, as a family member, had no reason to stop her.

Li Xuehao walked forward, picked up the incense on the table, lit it, and bowed solemnly.

Meng Mochou, who was standing beside him, also saluted him, thinking that he might be leaving soon, but he didn't expect that he did not leave, but asked, "Can I know how Mr. Meng went?"

"The doctor has checked it and it's a sudden heart attack." Meng Mochou said, thinking of the grandfather who loved him leaving, her eyes turned red again.

"Heart disease?" Li Xuehao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately confirmed that it was definitely not a heart disease, because Mr. Meng had the protection of Tujiu Shijiu he made, and he was free from illness and pain throughout his life. How could he have a sudden heart disease? There are only two possibilities here. One is that the doctor's examination was wrong, and the other is that Mr. Meng's heart disease was not "spontaneous" but artificial.

"How many days has your grandpa gone?"

"It's been more than two weeks." Meng Mochou didn't know why he asked this, but he answered out of politeness.

"It's only ten days..." Li Xuehao murmured to himself. If he said this, he could also summon souls. When he just walked into the yard, he did not feel the existence of evil spirits here. Obviously, Mr. Meng's soul might have disappeared, and he might have gone to another place.

Meng Mochou heard what he said next to him and raised his vigilance again. The boy in front of him was really weird. He said he was a junior of his grandfather's friend, but he did not introduce his name. Moreover, his attitude did not have the etiquette that his grandfather's friend's younger brother should have. Instead, he seemed to be asking for something.

But in the name of condolence, she could not drive him away with harsh words.

"Wow" the sudden crying attracted her attention. She didn't care about this young man of unknown origin. She ran to the stroller and coaxed the baby boy who cried because the toy in his hand fell under his feet and couldn't catch it. "Jianqiu, don't cry, don't cry, mom is here."

While talking, he picked up the small jade pendant and placed it in front of his son.

After seeing the jade pendant, the baby boy stopped crying immediately. He reached out to grab the jade pendant and giggled again.

Meng Mochou's face was full of doting, as if he had forgotten that there was a guest next to him, perhaps because he had forgotten it on purpose so that the other party could leave consciously.

Li Xuehao vaguely understood what she meant, and knew that she was suspicious and alert for her sudden visit. She was thinking about how to win her trust. A noise came from outside. Meng Mochou, who was coaxing her son, couldn't help but change his expression. After coaxing her son, he pushed the stroller and walked out.

Li Xuehao hurriedly followed, and he suddenly had a sense that perhaps the "natural disaster" of the baby boy was approaching.