Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 1062 Copy

  Xia Hua obviously saw it too.

  The two stopped at the same time, Xia Hua narrowed her eyes and stared at the two figures, and asked, "Can you see this?"

   "I saw it," Zhou Ye said, "Sister Xia Hua, I think those two people are a bit like... a bit like..."

   Under the brilliant light and shadow, the two figures gradually approached.

  Xia Hua's pupils were also dilated little by little. She propped up her limp body, and held Zhou Ye behind with one arm.

  Zhou Ye took a deep breath and covered his mouth, unable to speak.

  The two people walking towards them were extremely familiar people to them.

   That's them.

   Those are two people who look exactly like them.

  ***

   "Huh?" Luo Jiutian couldn't hold back, and made a sound for a while.

   "If I'm not mistaken, this is not the real Yi Yao," Lao Luo ignored his son's gaffe, pointing at Yi Yao and said, "At least this is not the Yi Yao I know, you two must be careful."

  Li Muyuan looked at Luo Jiutian curiously, "Jiutian, what's wrong with you?"

   "Ah? I..." Luo Jiutian's mind was spinning rapidly, "That... By the way, Mr. Yi, that... Are you the only one here? Are the others in Yi Nian okay?..."

  Yi Yao nodded without changing his face, and said calmly, "Very good."

  Li Muyuan didn't know Luo Jiutian's intention, and looked at him with questioning eyes.

  Luo Jiutian swallowed his saliva, and then asked, "Then... is the person with the pair of legs all right?"

  Seeing Luo Jiutian mentioning Shuangzhen inexplicably, Li Muyuan tilted his head slightly, as if he had guessed his thoughts.

   "Alright," Yi Yao's eyes flashed a trace of dissatisfaction, "Why are you asking these? They have nothing to do with the corpses here."

   "In that case..." Luo Jiutian took a deep breath, glanced at Li Muyuan from the corner of his eye, and asked in a soft voice, "That twin-eyed Master Konoha, is he alright?"

  Hearing the name Muye, Li Muyuan's pupils trembled twice, he wanted to say something, but he forcibly endured it, and followed Luo Jiutian, turning his head to look at Yi Yao.

  Yi Yao's eyes still didn't change at all, he paused, and said calmly, "Okay, everything is fine."

  Li Muyuan pressed his lips tightly.

  Luo Jiutian and Li Muyuan looked at each other, and they exchanged a knowing look.

  Lao Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

"But..." Li Muyuan turned around inch by inch, stared at Yi Yao in front of him, and said, "Master Muye, passed away peacefully at the age of 231 years ago more than ten years ago. He is one of the few old people in Shuangzhen who can live up to 200 years old. At that time, the nine sects united to hold a grand funeral for Uncle Muye, and Mr. Yi presided over that funeral, have you forgotten?"

  The picture became awkward for a moment.

  Under the scrutiny of the eyes of the two, Yi Yao seemed to want to keep his mouth shut for a while.

   "Oh, maybe I forgot," Yi Yao avoided his eyes, "Does it matter?"

   "You are not the real Yi Yao at all, are you?" Luo Jiutian put his hands behind his back and quietly called out Panlongchi, "Tell me, what is your purpose?"

  Yi Yao didn't say anything, just sighed, strode around the room a few times, and then glanced at the two of them indifferently.

   "It's us you want to deal with?" Li Muyuan asked coldly, "Or someone else?"

  Yi Yao returned to the door gracefully. He grabbed the doorknob and said softly, "Since you don't believe me, why are you asking me?"

"you…"

   With a bang, Yi Yao slammed the door open, and the darkness outside the door suddenly flowed in, and the two felt a little dazzling.

   "Not good! He wants to run!" Luo Jiutian narrowed his eyes and ran over, "Don't run!..."

   "Jiu Tian, ​​don't chase after him!" Lao Luo grabbed his son's arm, pointed his chin in the direction of the bathroom, "Taoist is important."

  Luo Jiutian stopped, and together with Li Muyuan looked at the open door and the darkness outside the door.

  That Yi Yao disappeared into the darkness almost instantly.

   The two stood in a daze for a long time, and then came to their senses at the same time.

   "Go and see the Taoist priest!"

   "Wait, Jiutian, close the door first." Lao Luo stopped Luo Jiutian.

  Luo Jiutian ran to the door in a daze and looked out.

   Nothing but darkness.

  Luo Jiutian muttered something, grabbed the door handle, and closed the door again.

   "Nine days come quickly!" Li Muyuan shouted in the bathroom.

   "Hey!" Luo Jiutian hurried in, "Is Taoist alright?"

   "There should be no problem," Li Muyuan put his hand on the Taoist priest's neck, raised his head and said, "Should we wake up the Taoist priest?"

   Daoist Priest's complexion was so pale that it turned black, showing the state that a person who died for the first time should have. Luo Jiutian glanced down, only feeling terrified and terrified.

   "Wake up quickly," Luo Jiutian said decisively, "If it's too late, I'm worried that there will be sequelae."

   Li Muyuan originally wanted to correct Luo Jiutian's statement, but the current situation is obviously not suitable for entanglement with these issues.

   "Um... good," Li Muyuan said, "Jiu Tian, ​​help me lift the Taoist priest's legs."

   "Legs?" Luo Jiutian grabbed Daochang's ankle in doubt, "What are we going to do?...Hey! Mu Yuan, what are you doing?!..."

  Li Muyuan had already removed the chair under the Taoist's torso, he supported the Taoist's head, and put his upper body on the ground with difficulty.

   "Of course it forced out the soul-returning seeds in his body," Li Muyuan said naturally, "Jiu Tian, ​​help me grab the Taoist priest's feet."

   "Forcing... can still be forced out..." Luo Jiutian said, "Could it be what I thought..."

   After finishing speaking, Luo Jiutian saw Li Muyuan pat the Taoist priest on the back.

   Damn, it really is what I thought.

   "Is this method a bit too rude?" Luo Jiutian couldn't stand it any longer, "Mu Yuan, you...you lighten up..."

   "It's a bit rude," Li Muyuan stood up panting, put his hips on his hips and thought about it, and waved at Luo Jiutian, "Jiutian, come here, let's change the method."

  Luo Jiutian shrank his neck and approached.

   "Open Daoist Master's mouth," Li Muyuan picked up a toothbrush from the sink, "I'll poke his throat to see if I can make him spit it out."

   "This... This is obviously rude!" Luo Jiutian almost believed Li Muyuan's nonsense, "No! I won't do it!"

  Li Muyuan reluctantly put down his toothbrush, crossed his arms and pondered for a while, then said, "Forget it, let's take medicine."

   "You obviously have the medicine but you still..."

  Li Muyuan pretended not to hear Li Muyuan's nagging, walked back to the bedroom and rummaged for a while, and then came back soon.

  In his hand, a small transparent glass bottle appeared.

  (end of this chapter)