Chapter 1091: Rebirth (4)
The sound of this horn was similar to the one from last night, but it was much lower and hoarse. The sound was continuous, and when it sounded in the morning, it was less urgent and warning, but more mournful.
Song qingxiao heard footsteps approaching when the horn sounded. She opened her eyes.
Pinluo rubbed his eyes. When he sat up from the ground, his face was still blurry.
“Why did I fall asleep?”
Logically speaking, he shouldn’t be able to fall asleep in such an environnt, especially after such a big incident that almost cost him his life.
However, it was strange that song qingxiao was right beside him last night, and he felt an inexplicable sense of security.
As if it was just as she had said, nothing would happen to him wherever she was, and he fell asleep soon after.
This sleep was refreshing, and all his fatigue was swept away. Even the uneasiness from last night’s incident was thrown out of his mind.
“Why is soone blowing the horn?” For so reason, the room was cold. He was bare to the waist, so he could not help but feel a little cold.
However, this kind of coolness, compared to the cold Qi when he entered the room yesterday, made him feel much more at ease.
Song qingxiao didn’t answer him. The horn sounded three tis in a row for about ten seconds before it stopped.
At this mont, there were footsteps coming from downstairs. The old man guarding the house was respectfully greeting soone and bowing. He was mumbling sothing, but from the conversation at the beginning, it seed that soone had sent food.
As the person who delivered the food arrived, pinluo imdiately recalled what happened last night and couldn’t help but feel a little scared.
This ti, churong was the leader of the group of people who had brought food over.
When she saw him the day before, he was wearing a black hat with a ribbon of the sa color hanging on both sides of the hat in front of his chest.
She was wearing a double-lappeted top and a layered skirt, looking gorgeous and Grand.
Today, he did not change his clothes, but his handkerchief had changed. He was wearing a small black leather hat, and there was a red band about two fingers wide on the front of the hat that covered most of his forehead.
A triangular piece of maroon cloth was tied to the top of the hat, and the two long corners of the cloth wrapped around the lower jaw, tying it together.
The people behind him were dressed similarly. Their faces were full of sorrow, as if soone had just died in their family.
“Miss song.”
When churong arrived, she crossed her hands and bowed to song qingxiao before standing up.
At this mont, the anger from last night had completely disappeared from churong’s face. It was as if one night was enough for her to adjust her state of mind. The way she faced song Qing and Xiao Rou was no different from the way she had received them the previous evening.
“I heard the sound of a horn.” Song qingxiao acted as if nothing had happened the night before. She acted as if she had forgotten how churong had brought pinluo to her house to question her. She asked churong, ”
“Your clothes and decorations seem to have changed?”
“Yes, I am.” Churong was still smiling like she had been the night before. She spoke to mo tiange with a smile on her face as if nothing unpleasant had happened between them.
the sound of the bugle horn is our custom. he raised his head, and his eyes were gloomy.
“It ans that so of our clansn have returned to the cycle of reincarnation.”
Pinluo, who had been feeling uneasy all this ti, couldn’t help but be confused. He forgot about his fear of these people and plucked up his courage to interrupt,
“Return to the cycle of reincarnation?”
Churong slowly turned her head and glanced at him.
This gaze made pinluo’s hair stand on end, and his back went numb. Churong’s mouth slowly opened into a smile and she explained gently, ”
“He’s dead.”
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