Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 346 Mengli’s Secret

   "Let's follow the light first." The Taoist crouched down and moved to the center of the floor closest to him.

  There are children’s toys stacked in the middle of the floor, and the light is shining on the pile of debris. Upon closer inspection, it turns out that it is a small toy candle that glows.

   "Is there something under here?" The Taoist asked Xiang Qiao Nian.

  Qiao Nian and Xiaolan looked at each other, "There is a doll, I found it here."

   Xiaolan's mouth slumped, "Then...the ghost sprang out of this pile of things..."

   "It's so exciting," Qin Yin sighed first, then hugged Xiaolan, "Okay, I'm not afraid of it."

   "After finding something...npc will show up..." The Taoist muttered, reaching out and turning over the pile of debris, "Ah, sure enough, there is something."

Dao Chang shook his hands, picked up the candle with his left hand, and pulled out a beige cloth strip with his right hand.

   "Hey, we didn't see this just now," Qiao Nian glanced at Xiaolan, "Right?"

   Xiaolan nodded, "I didn't have it just now."

"In order to prevent you from finding clues to the next level in advance, this should be released after the npc scares you," the Taoist unfolded the banner, "in accordance with common sense, if you know that there is an npc here, you will never look for it again. Here it is."

  Xiaolan thought for a while.

  It is indeed.

  Just look there, and the npc whose body was twisted into a coconut just now will appear in his mind.

   "What she owns, I also want to own it," said the Taoist chief shining a candle on the cloth strip, "only this sentence."

  On the linen strip with the palm of the hand, a few small red characters are printed on it.

  "Who is she? Who am I?" Qin Yin asked.

   "It's Wen Mengli."

   Jasmine’s voice sounded from the corner of the wall.

  She turned around, and the faint candle light illuminated the cloth strip she was holding in her right hand.

  "This is the cloth strip found in the corner of the wall, and there is a sentence on it." Jasmine handed the cloth strip to them, "If I die, she won't be allowed to live."

   Xiaolan's back is a little cold.

  This is what Wen Mengli said to Wen Ya.

   "I understand," Qiao Nian walked to the desk, "This is my room. After I died, there were fragments of resentment left in the room. After collecting the fragments, I can summon...Uh..."

   "What to call?"

  No one can answer Qin Yin.

  But they knew that it was definitely not a wonderful thing.

  Qiao Nian's body hid far away, stretched out his hand, and gently pulled it, and the desk drawer opened with a crash.

  The npc in the drawer has left, only a piece of the same cloth is left.

  Qiao Nian picked up the candle and illuminated the cloth strip, "My doll is the **** baby."

  The idiot raised his arm, and only slightly tiptoed, he climbed to the vent on the roof, fumbled for a few times, and took the cloth strip and the candle together.

   "I am different." The fool shook the cloth strip in front of a few people.

  The last candle is left.

   Xiaolan raised his eyes to look at the wardrobe and sniffed.

  When I opened the closet just now, the ghost in red that came out of it almost scared the two of them into tears.

   But now... they should be gone.

   Xiaolan thought sadly, yes, we should have gone to ambush us in other rooms.

  Dao Chang held a candle to start the battle, first reached out and took the candle from the top of the wardrobe, and handed it to Xiaolan, then turned around and put on the door knocker of the wardrobe.

   "Squeak——"

  "Hehehehehe..." There was a sharp laughter.

  The five lights flashed once, went out, and after a few seconds, they turned on at the same time.

  Before the Daoist even used his strength, the wardrobe door opened by itself.

   Xiaolan took a breath.

   "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

  As soon as she heard the scream, Xiaolan couldn't restrain herself anymore, and screamed.

After   , there was a screaming ensemble in the room.

   "Don't be afraid," the Taoist raised his voice, "It's just a dummy."

  In the closet, there is a female corpse in a red dress. The female corpse's neck is hooked on a wooden hanger and is hanging in the air. When the wardrobe moves, the female corpse also slowly rotates.

   But as the Taoist said, the facial features and hair of the female corpse are all fake, of course, NPCs should not be dedicated to this level...

  The last piece of cloth was pinched in the hands of the female corpse.

  Dao Master held the female corpse’s wrist, turned his head and gave Qiao Nian a look, "You come and get the last piece."

  Qiao Nian showed an expression of "Although I think it makes sense, but the problem is that I don't dare", he curled his neck into a defensive posture, and leaned in slowly.

  She poked at her fingertips, pulled away the rubber fists that the female corpse was holding together, quickly pulled out the last piece of cloth, and raised her hand with the female corpse, almost slamming the back of Baomu's head.

  A circle of small heads gathered over.

"go to hell."

  Simple four words.

  Qiao Nian finished speaking and looked up at other people.

   Jasmine picked up the other four cloth strips, "See if it is a handwriting?"

   "The same handwriting," the fool looked around, "but what can you tell?"

   "That's weird," Jasmine folded her arms, "Wen Mengli's last words are clearly cursing Wen Ya, why did she die by herself?"

  "Is this Wen Mengli?" Qin Yin patted the dummy's sleeve a few times.

   "Could it be that I was not actually dead, but I killed Wenya..."

  Qiao Nian exclaimed excitedly, his desire not to get the first kill burned again.

   "Could it be..."

  "Bahahahah..." There was another movement on the broadcast, and everyone immediately shut up.

"Mengli, Mengli, are you unhappy?" A child's stiff voice came out from the radio. The voice was obviously mechanical. It should be a doll, "Mengli, Mengli, what do you want? "

  The broadcast paused for a few seconds, but the current sound was still there, and they knew that the story was not over yet.

"What I want has always been very simple," a calm female voice slowly sounded, "I want to be the most special child of the Wen family, I want what others don't, I want, and have everything better than Wenya. "

   "Mengli, Mengli, everything about you is better than Wenya." The doll's voice sounded again.

"Nonsense." Although the voice was lowered, they still heard it. This is the stubborn little girl in the plot just now, "I have nothing to do with Wenya, and Wenya is better than me in everything. ... Wenya is prettier than me and has better grades than me. Everyone likes her, even Hu Yuxin...Hu Yuxin also likes her..."

   "Mengli, Mengli," the doll said again, "your father, Biwenya's father is healthy."

   "Hmph, what's the use, Wenya's father, although he is not healthy, but so handsome, let Wenya and Yu play a new role, my dad, hmph, just know to take care of me..."

   "Mengli, Mengli," the doll's voice was a little gloomy, "Wenya likes you, but you don't like Wenya. This is where you are better than her."

   "She is all pretending, she is the best at pretending, pretending in front of uncle, pretending in front of Yuxin..."

   "Mengli, Mengli," the voice became thicker, "but you have the best doll."

  (End of this chapter)