"Bang, bang, bang..."
With the sound of fireworks exploding, one after another, dazzling fireworks burst open in the dark night sky, followed by more than a dozen golden fireworks shaped like chrysanthemums, turning the entire sky golden after a brief period of darkness.
The old man secretly looked at Xiao Yanbao's expression. He saw Xiao Yanbao quietly watching the flowers blooming in the sky. This must be the dreamlike golden fireworks that his mother had described to him before.
A moment later, Xiao Yanbao suddenly hugged his grandfather's neck and said in a childish voice:
"Grandpa, will people still remember him after the fireworks are gone?"
Xiao Yanbao's words had a philosophical meaning. The old man was stunned for a moment, and then reached out and gently stroked Xiao Yanbao's nose.
"You! You're such a little devil, you have all the thoughts of an adult."
He then added another sentence.
"Look how much better everyone's mood has become after watching the fireworks!"
Xiao Yanbao looked around at the expressions on everyone's faces, nodded seriously, and then heard his grandfather continue to explain.
"Although fireworks are fleeting, they bring joy to people, so they will remain in people's memories forever. Everyone will remember their beauty and the joy they brought."
After saying that, the old man raised his hand and pointed to the smoke trails left by the fireworks in the sky, urging Xiao Yanbao to look.
After looking at it for a moment, Xiao Yanbao suddenly spoke up:
"Grandpa, that looks like a tree branch, a tree branch left over from fireworks."
The old man laughed heartily. In fact, what he liked most was not the fireworks, but the smoke left in the sky after they burned.
This smoke has the scent of an aging hero, always reminding him of the trials and tribulations of the past years and his old comrades who are no longer with us.
Perhaps because the preparations were somewhat rushed, after the last fireworks waterfall was set off, everyone lingered in the courtyard, still wanting more. Uncle Si, Li Qichen, happily suggested that everyone have a special dinner in the courtyard.
All the children got excited and cheered for their fourth uncle's might. Even the third brother, Li Muhao, was moved to praise Li Qichen.
However, before Li Qichen could hug Li Muhao, Li Muhao jumped off his fourth uncle's lap as if he had been electrocuted.
Then, with a puzzled look, she stared intently at her fourth uncle, Li Qichen, and kept calling out Xiao Yanbao's name softly.
"What's wrong, Third Brother?"
Xiao Yanbao immediately noticed the unusual behavior of the three Li Muhaos. Seeing that he kept calling her, she immediately skipped and hopped over to him.
When Li Muhao saw Xiao Yanbao arrive, he nervously pulled Xiao Yanbao to a place a little further away from Li Qichen.
"Yanbao, have you noticed? Uncle Si is up to something!"
Xiao Yanbao, with an air of "You just found out?", casually said:
"That's right! So Uncle Si is perfectly fine, and what he says is basically true."
Hearing Xiao Yanbao's words, Li Muhao hesitated, looking at his fourth uncle who was directing the servants to move things. After a moment, as if he had made a tough decision, he looked firmly at Xiao Yanbao and slowly said:
"If anything happens to my fourth uncle or me, you must inform Lord Yeming and ask him to help you avenge us!"
After hearing Li Muhao's words, Xiao Yanbao realized that Ye Ming hadn't returned yet. Could something have happened? At the same time, she remembered the black smoke she had seen on the kindergarten playground.
Li Muhao took out the writing brush from his pocket and quietly walked behind his fourth uncle, Li Qichen.
Is Third Brother going to exorcise a ghost? There's no way to drive away an unlucky ghost, not even Jiang Li has any particularly good methods.
Just as Xiao Yanbao was about to speak up to stop him, the unlucky guy slowly emerged halfway out from Li Qichen's shoulder, grinning and revealing two rows of white teeth.
"Kid, you've only just become a Night Watchman and you're already trying to cause me trouble?"
"You know I'm the Night Owl, and you still dare to be so arrogant?"
Xiao Yanbao wanted to step forward to stop him, but seeing that the unlucky ghost had no intention of fighting Li Muhao, she stood not far away and quietly watched the show. After all, the only danger for Li Muhao was being possessed by the unlucky ghost, which would really bring him bad luck for the next few days.
Li Muhao raised his brush and shook it a few times in the air. This time, Xiao Yanbao suddenly noticed that her third brother, Li Muhao, had actually left some star-like marks in the air with the brush. It seemed that Li Muhao had already developed some skills.
As Ye Ming had personally taught him, and the cultivation techniques also came from Ye Ming, Li Muhao's progress was rapid.
"Hahahaha, that's hilarious! Ask around, even those ghost kings, this great ghost isn't afraid at all, let alone a little mortal like you."
As they were talking, the unlucky guy sat on Li Qichen's shoulder, crossed his arms, and laughed loudly at Li Muhao.
Xiao Yanbao figured it out: the unlucky guy must have been scared by Jiang Li and Ye Ming. Now that neither of them was around, and there was also Li Muhao, a new recruit who had just become a Yang official, he couldn't wait to get revenge on Li Muhao.
Or perhaps he wanted to show off his power in front of Li Muhao. After all, what he just said would surely make ordinary messengers of the underworld respect him and regard the unlucky ghost in front of him as a very important figure with a high status and great power in the underworld.
However, the unlucky guy didn't expect that Li Muhao in front of him was not one of the ghost messengers he had imagined. Instead of being frightened by the unlucky guy's words, he cautiously approached the unlucky guy little by little.
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