Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 230 Leaving the Gallery

   Xiaolan quickly covered her eyes.

  I was really almost blind this time.

   "How is my Xiaolan?!"

   "Your Xiaolan is very good!"

  The fool held a bright flashlight and squatted down beside Xiaolan, smiling and shouting into the distance.

   "We...come out?" Xiaolan sat on the ground and looked around.

   Xiaoyin yelled and rushed over, hugged Xiaolan and rubbed her head.

  "They threw you into a dangerous place while I was not here again, Xiaolan is not afraid, let's ignore them hum!"

  After speaking, he saw Baomu who had just risen from the ground. Xiaoyin immediately threw Xiaolan away and rushed to the side of Baomu, pinching his face.

  "Are you still alive?...Where did you smelly fellow make me worry and faint."

  Dao Chang and Jiutian suddenly returned to reality when they were desperately searching for the two in the world in the painting. Without knowing what happened, Xiaolan and Baomu told everyone about the woman half-knowingly.

   "She seems to know Xiaolan." Baomu looked at Xiaolan.

   Xiaolan explained hurriedly, “I have no impression. I don’t know her, I have never seen her.”

  The idiot nodded, "It's not the first time for this kind of thing. What will happen after that?" After speaking, he looked at Baomu again.

  "After that... Xiaolan said that she hoped that woman would let her aunt and them go, and she agreed."

  Everyone looked at Xiaolan again.

   "She's quite reasonable," Xiaolan waved her hand quickly, "We told her some truth..."

   "Huh? Do we have one?"

   "Some and some, you forgot it." Xiaolan preached solemnly.

   "Did she let your aunts go after that?" Luo Jiutian interrupted.

  "We will be back later," Xiaolan pointed to the ground, "I don't know what will happen."

Several people frowned.

  Suddenly the voice of a strange woman heard in her ear.

   "We are safe."

   Xiaolan was startled, and hurriedly turned to look in the direction of the sound.

  I saw that the place was empty, except for Jasmine who was still in a comatose lying not far away, there was nothing alive.

  "Did you hear?" Xiaolan pointed there, "Someone was talking just now."

   Baomu nodded in agreement, "I heard it too."

"this is…"

   "Oh, here I am," the voice appeared again, and everyone heard it this time.

   "Huh?" Baomu's back was sharp, his eyes were shining, "This seems to be the voice of an aunt."

   "Bao Mu is really good, I still remember Auntie," the voice was full of joy, "It's me, from now on, we don't have to be afraid anymore."

  "Where are you, Auntie?" Baomu said, walking towards the pitch black, "Are you in...are you in the painting?"

  Baomu stood in front of the painting and leaned slightly to look at the painting.

   "Did you see Auntie? Auntie is here looking at you."

   Xiaolan ran over, and in front of him was the painting of Paradise. Although the scenery hadn't changed much, but for some reason, Xiaolan felt that the atmosphere in the painting had become more joyful.

  Falling leaves, seesaw, swing stand.

  Golden ground, bare branches.

  The three children are holding hands and happily spinning around.

  Just, far away...

   "Huh?" Xiaolan pointed to a small black spot in the dense forest, "What is this?"

   Baomu looked intently, and clapped his hands in surprise, "Auntie! You are here, Auntie, I found it!"

  Xiao Lan looked at Baomu. Before he could see that it was a person, Baomu had already distinguished that it was an aunt.

   "Hey-thank you Xiao Baomu, hahaha, thank you everyone, this is my little daughter, the one with your back to you... yes, oh yo she is still blushing..."

  I don’t know when Jasmine also woke up, and walked to the painting with the help of nine days.

   "Uh... thank you auntie for saving me... uh... I have fully recovered... uh..."

  It took Jasmine for a long time to suffocate two sentences, and she stood in front of the painting with her small fist, feeling that she was really stupid.

   "Oh, you're welcome, it's good if you recover. You have to pay attention to safety next time. Fortunately, Saus who came to arrest people this time is not poisonous. If it is poisonous, it won't be that simple..."

  Speaking of Saus, Xiaolan quickly moved her face closer to the frame.

   "Auntie, how is Saus in the painting, that... Has that woman left? You said you are safe now..."

   "Jana is gone," the auntie saw Xiaolan, her voice suddenly calmed down, "Saus has already left, and the gallery in Betta no longer needs guards."

Auntie    paused, and then said, "If you don’t believe me, look at that painting."

   Xiaolan turned around when he heard the words, and saw that the Taoist Chief was standing in that position, turning his face to them and shook his head.

   "The painting of the Flower Fairy is gone."

  The wall where the blood-red pattern was originally painted has turned into an empty black like the surroundings.

   "From there, you can go to the second floor." Auntie's voice slowly cooled down.

  Dao Master heard this, his right hand stroked the place where the painting was originally hung.

   A low roar sounded from behind the wall.

  It seems that some kind of machine is operating on the inside of the black wall, and the black bricks are slowly retreating. Not long after, a low hole appears on the wall.

   "After entering, it will be the second floor..."

  Auntie wanted to speak but stopped.

  Xiaolan returned to the luggage everyone had piled together, picked up his backpack, and glanced at the painting in the park.

  "Thank you, Auntie!" Baomu was overjoyed, and waved at the painting, "Goodbye, Auntie, pay attention to your body."

   "Wait," the aunt's low voice made everyone's movements stop instantly, "Are you sure you want to go in?"

  Xiaolan looked at Dao Master, and then back at the painting. Everyone had a silent expression on their faces.

  "What will appear next?" The Taoist asked rhetorically.

"If it weren't for Jiana to come forward and give up guarding the gallery..." the aunt said, "The truth is not so good, but you can't even deal with the most common Saus. If Jiana didn't choose to leave, but would be your enemy, You may already..."

After   , the aunt didn’t say anything, but everyone knew what she was referring to.

  "This is only the first floor of the other tower," the aunt said at last.

  Baomu awkwardly grasped the strap of the backpack, hesitated for a long time, and said to his aunt, "Auntie, my ability may have misunderstood you. I am the weakest, my companions...they are very strong."

  "Little Baomu, your knowledge has taken shape, I don’t worry about you anymore," the aunt sighed, "but those two injured little girls...you still have psychic awakened people, this is..."

   Jasmine mumbled nonchalantly, "Auntie, I have psychic powers, but my whip... is temporarily broken."

"I know, I saw your whip," the aunt said patiently, "I don't know what kind of ability it is. It is safe to store the spirit wave in the props. That pair of whips is also very strong, but you understand. , This whip doesn't belong to you anymore."

   Jasmine's face turned red and white when she heard it, and Xiaolan also became embarrassed.

  (End of this chapter)