Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

Chapter 364: To Be Beautiful in Filial Piety

Flowers fall and people die, nobody knows, floating like a dream becomes a memory

My soul longs for home without worries, I wish you could rest in peace without worries

Banner: The soul lives forever

Zhang Xingxing stared blankly at the elegiac couplet that read "Fragrant soul lives forever". The black characters were written in a free and elegant style, and it looked like the handwriting of her second brother. In the middle of the mourning hall, a portrait was placed in a particularly eye-catching manner. In the photo, she was grinning with her teeth bared, her eyes curved into crescents, and she looked like someone who was particularly easy to deceive.

Three incense sticks were firmly inserted in the furnace. The incense exuded a faint fragrance, and the green smoke rose up and slowly dissipated in the air. The flame of the longevity lamp sometimes jumped, and sometimes stabilized, flickering in the mourning hall.

The lampstand and the plate with fruits on it looked golden, and it was unclear whether they were gilded or pure gold. It made people happy just by looking at them. Zhang Xingxing put his hands in his pockets, scratched his elbow, and watched the scene among the guests of the Hong family.

If someone asked Zhang Xingxing what it felt like to attend his own funeral, he could only calmly tell him that it was so absurd and weird that it made people want to run away.

Especially after Zhang Qishan tried to steal the empty coffin in the mourning hall that only contained her clothes, but was kicked out by the drunk Er Yuehong with a dark face. Wu Laogou stood there with red eyes and lost soul, holding the dog like a widow, and Zhang Xingxing couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Hiss~ Don't say that this white dress has a unique flavor. It turns out that our ancestors were right, if you want to be pretty, you have to wear mourning clothes.

Maybe Zhang Xingxing's gaze was too passionate. Wu Laogou turned his head and met Zhang Xingxing's eyes while she was admiring the "Pretty Widow". Zhang Xingxing wanted to look away guiltily, but suddenly she remembered that she was still wearing a human skin mask on her face. She immediately felt righteous, smiled at Wu Laogou, and continued to admire the beautiful man.

When Old Dog Wu saw a short, powdered, middle-aged man smiling at him in a particularly obscene way, he looked away in pain, thinking that he would soon throw this blind guy to the kennel.

When Zhang Xingxing saw that Wu Laogou turned his eyes away and stopped paying attention to him, he naturally turned his gaze to someone else.

Well, Boss Xie is still wearing a suit today, still looking like a gentle beast, his small glasses can’t hide his dark circles, he still looks like a rookie and still supports Zhang Qishan, the “ambitious” thief!!!

Thinking of this, Zhang Xingxing couldn't help but shook his head. At this time, Qi Tiezui was carefully supporting the Buddha to walk out. When they passed by Zhang Xingxing, Qi Tiezui inadvertently met Zhang Xingxing's eyes.

When he looked at Zhang Xingxing's clear eyes and pointed face, he felt a sense of disobedience, which made him frown unconsciously. While Qi Tiezui was still immersed in this inexplicable sense of disobedience, before his brain could react, he saw Zhang Xingxing quickly raised her orchid finger. This orchid finger was raised just right, with an indescribable charm and enchantment.

Then she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, held it pretentiously, wiped the corners of her eyes gently a few times, and then threw a big wink at Qi Tiezui.

This frightened Qi Tiezui so much that he stood up straight, with a determined look as if he wanted to join the party. He wholeheartedly supported the Buddha and sent the man back to the mansion.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Zhang Xingxing stood where he was, watching Qi Tiezui's limping steps caused by fear, and burst out laughing in his heart.

"Tell me, why did Master Fo come to the Hong Mansion to make such a fuss? Isn't it the funeral of Second Master's sister today? He..."

A man was talking to someone next to him in confusion. After Zhang Xingxing heard it, he silently grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds from his pocket, moved closer to the man and shared some with him, and silently added to the words of the elder brother who had spoken, "...He is singing and dancing over here."

"Hush. You're going to die if you dare to make up such a story about the Buddha." The eldest brother was so frightened that the next melon seeds he ate no longer tasted good. He quickly glanced around and felt relieved when he saw that no one was paying attention.

"Ah, is that person very powerful? I have just arrived in Changsha and don't know much about him. I may have said something out of turn. Please forgive me, brothers." Zhang Xingxing pretended to be scared and stuffed some money into the hands of the two spectators next to him. Sure enough, the two spectators who had tried to leave by his eyes suddenly smiled.

"Don't worry, brother. My brother and I are not the kind of people who talk too much." The thinner brother of the other man patted his chest, signaling Zhang Xingxing not to worry. Zhang Xingxing naturally pretended to be very touched. In just a few words, the few people became as close as brothers wearing the same pants.

"Tell me, what does the younger sister of Second Master Hong look like? I heard that the Huo family seems to be setting up a mourning hall, and it seems to be for Second Master's younger sister. In front of them are Master Fo and Master Gou Wu, and in the back is the famous poisonous beauty of the Huo family. Beauty is a disaster."

"It's said that she is a beauty who is so beautiful that she can make fish sink to the bottom of the water and geese fall to the ground. How beautiful must she be? In my opinion, she is almost like a vixen in the world..."

Zhang Xingxing, who was labeled as a vixen, slammed the table in her heart: Bullshit, this is simply alarmist!

Sister, you are so handsome that makes people crazy, and so beautiful that makes people jealous! !

How can it be described as a vixen? ! ! !

A group of short-sighted spectators.

Zhang Xingxing, who heard this, was so angry that he almost forgot about his business.