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    Special chapter •123, no movement allowed【15】

    Li Xin bit her lip and gently chinned her head.

    Ke Zhengzuo in the room let out a low cry at this moment, bent down, and threw something from the ground.

    “What is this?”

    He looked at the inconspicuous piece of wood in his hand, wondering

    confused.

    Everyone was attracted to him, even Miao Man, who was sobbing softly, sobbing and widening his tear-filled eyes.

    Wen Yao took it from Ke Zhengzuo and looked at it carefully by the light.

    The wood is a very ordinary wood, cut into a cylindrical shape, and it is very rough to start with.But the bark has been scraped open, and a geometric pattern is carved on one side.

    “This looks a bit like…”

    Li Xin thought about it, always feeling that the answer was right on her lips, but she couldn’t say it out.

    “Butterfly, right?”

    Wen Yao picked it up for her.

    Yes, it is a butterfly, although the shape is too simple.

    The butterfly was painted black, which looked strange for no reason.

    “Brother, what does this mean?”

    Wen Xu frowned.

    Wen Yao held the wood in his hand, rubbed the carvings on it, and said calmly:

    “When dad wanted to buy a villa here, didn’t he meet villagers in the mountains?”

    Wen Xu nodded:

    “I remember that they went out alone to talk at that time.”

    Wen Xu exposed himself and continued:

    “I followed my dad and heard something at that time. In their country, butterflies are equivalent to totems. White represents luck, yellow represents guidance, red represents danger, and black–”

    Miao Man hurriedly asked:

    “What does black represent?”

    Wen Yao put the wood aside and looked up at her:

    “Death.”

    As soon as he finished speaking, Miao Man’s face lost all color and became as pale as paper.

    Zhirou quickly comforted her:

    “It’s okay. This is probably a prank. They are all lies. Don’t think too much.”

    Miao Man grabbed her hand, trembling all over:

    “What, what should I do? I’m so scared.”

    Wen Xu frowned, took a step forward, took the wood, and threw it back out of the window:

    “There’s nothing to be afraid of. Everyone is here. It’s just a piece of wood.”

    After saying that, he turned to Wen Yao and said reproachfully,

    “Brother, stop scaring her.”

    Wen Yao smiled and said:

    “Although it is a local totem, it doesn’t mean anything. Just rest assured.”

    With the help of everyone, Miao Man’s mood stabilized.

    Because the window couldn’t be blocked for a while, and Miao Man was so frightened, Ru Zhirou could only take her back to her room.

    Seeing that nothing happened, Li Xin said good night to the others and went back to her room to rest.

    A dreamless night.

    I slept until noon.

    When Li Xin woke up, the sky was bright and she opened the heavy curtains. It was still snow-free outside, only dotted with trees.

    After washing up, she went downstairs and saw Wen Xu and Ke Zhengzuo talking.

    Lu Yuanshu and Miao Man were not here, but Ding Hanyao was on a video call with her parents, sitting in a small corner of the sofa with Hao Ziming.

    She seemed to be in a good mood.

    “Senior, are you awake?”

    Ke Zhengzuo greeted her.

    Li Xin nodded, and just when he was about to go around to the other side, Wen Xu gave way and patted his side:

    “Sit here, Xiaorou is preparing lunch today.”

    Li Xin actually wanted to refuse.

    Even though there was a scene last night, it didn’t mean that she had forgotten what Wen Xu said to her.

    However, in full view of the public, she could not be too obvious.

    I could only sit down as he wanted.

    “Why are there only a few of you?”

    She looked around and said curiously,

    “Where are Miao Man and Lu Yuanshu?”

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