Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 37 The Invisible Wall

  Two steps away from him, he actually became himself!

   "Daoist!"

   Xiaolan shouted loudly, and at the same time rushed over.

   "Boom!"

  It was like hitting a wall, Xiaolan couldn't take care of the swollen head, and slapped the invisible wall between her and the chief in disbelief.

  Why is this happening?

  The man turned his head back and stared at the Taoist leader, his lips moved, as if he was saying something.

   "I only found this ledger," the Taoist head looked at the person, "If this is not something from Xiaohua, then I didn't find anything related to Xiaohua."

  The man nodded in satisfaction, seeming to stretch his waist and put his left hand behind Daochang.

   Xiaolan moved left and right, and found that the invisible wall was tightly blocking the two of them. She could hear the Taoist speaking, but could not hear what the person was saying.

   "Daoist!"

   Xiaolan hit the transparent wall with his hands and feet, but the Taoist leader over there was unmoved.

How to do? How to do?

   Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and the man's empty left hand did not know when there was an extra dagger, and the sharp tip of the knife pointed directly at the back of the Taoist priest.

   Xiaolan's body instantly fell into coldness.

  "Dao Master!" The voice line changed, Xiaolan's scream was full of fear, and Xiaolan had never yelled like this even when his life was threatened.

   clenched his fists, Xiaolan changed into a hammer wall, the joints turned red a little bit, but Xiaolan did not feel any pain.

  Why don’t you stay with Daochang, why take away Xiaohua’s hairpin?

   "Boom boom boom!"

   Xiaolan didn't know if the sound was from the wall or from her own fist. She used more and more force, but the sound only spread in her own space.

   "What's wrong with you, you always ask these irrelevant things?" The Taoist stood up and left the fake self, walked to the backpack, stuffed the white paper into the bag, and fumbled for something in the bag.

   Dao Master turned his back to himself and the man, and the man also stood up with Dao Master, the dagger was put into the cuff, only a cold tip was exposed.

  "Do something? Of course..." The Taoist leader was still talking, but the movement of his hand slowly stopped. The person approached in small steps, and it was not known whether the leader could hear her footsteps.

   His mouth moved, and the man stopped behind the Taoist leader and raised his dagger.

  Xiaolan beat the transparent wall like crazy, "Long Dao run! Long Dao! Run!"

   "Forbidden!"

I saw a faint golden light flashing, Dao Chang quickly turned around and photographed a luminous object on the person. Xiaolan still kept beating the wall and did not react. Dao Chang had already carried his backpack and ran towards him. .

  The fake self stayed in place, holding the dagger aloft to make an assassination action.

   "Master Dao, here!" Xiaolan waved his arms hurriedly when he saw Dao Master rushing.

   Taoist chief seemed to have seen something, he stopped for a moment, hesitated for less than a second, turned his head and rushed to the door of the living room leading to the kitchen, and stepped over with his long legs.

  The light on the fake self gradually dimmed. When the golden light disappeared completely, and the raised arms dropped, the man moved his joints to regain his mobility, and with a mocking smile, he walked towards the kitchen.

  I can't see it anymore, it's awful.

  The sound of pots and pans falling to the ground came from the kitchen, and Xiaolan could only use her ears to judge what was happening next door.

   A muffled hum, like a Taoist leader.

  Heart hung up in an instant, Xiaolan squeezed into the corner between the transparent wall and the wall, trying to hold her rapid breathing, trying to catch every subtle sound.

   "You are really hopeless." The Taoist voice was full of calm, "You don't deserve to see the boundary marker."

  The object swept across the air, causing a sharp wind, Xiao Lan could hear it clearly.

   Then, with the familiar burning sound again, Xiaolan looked into her pocket, and when the hairpin stabbed the blood-covered man, he also made this sound.

  Sure enough, with the burning sound, the roar of the strange man appeared.

   Xiaolan let go of her heart a little, it seems that the Taoist leader has not suffered.

   Before the two of them could speak, the next door became noisy again. This time, the voices of several people appeared at the same time, noisy, but Xiao Lan was not worried.

  She heard it, it was their voice.

   "Here again?!" The little idiot shouted first, "This is... a fake Xiaolan?"

   "Dao Master, you are bleeding!"

   Xiaoyin's words raised Xiaolan's heart again.

  Is the chief of road injured? How are the others?

   Dao Master did not make a sound. After a while, footsteps sounded, and there was the sound of objects dragging on the ground. Dao Master appeared at the door and walked straight towards Xiaolan.

  Others also walked in, the scattered flashlights made Xiaolan see everything clearly.

  Dao Chang's eyes were cold, and there was a long wound on his shoulder, extending from the shoulder to the collarbone, and the blood spread to the entire left half of his body. Dao Chang's left hand was pinching the man's neck, dragging his dying fake self.

  Blood dripped from Daochang’s left hand, and when it touched the fake Xiaolan’s neck, he made a "babble" sound, and a puff of black smoke overflowed from it.

  Dao Chang pinched "Own" by the neck and walked towards him. Although this scene is somewhat frightening, Xiaolan now feels more of the joy of finally escaping.

   "Huh? How did this become a wall?" The little fool probed his head and followed the Taoist leader.

  Wall?

   Xiaolan touched the transparent wall between them.

  Can they see this wall?

  The Daoist commander had walked to the wall, raised his left hand, pushed the fake self against the wall, and lifted the dagger with his right hand.

  嚯, even the weapons have been confiscated, Xiao Lan thought with admiration, she deserves to be the Taoist leader.

  "Open the wall." The Taoist chief's voice was deep and powerful, with a cruel meaning that could not be rejected.

  Black smoke kept coming out, and the man seemed to have been evacuated of all his strength, only to sway from side to side.

   "Dao Master, I... I am Xiaolan..." The person's eyes flickered, and he changed back to the voice of a girl like Xiaolan, perhaps because he felt that he could rescue him again.

   Hmph, Xiao Lan curled his lips, waiting to see what other tricks the man had.

  The tip of Daochang's knife approached, his black pupils were filled with cold flames, "Open the wall."

  "Xiaoyin...Xiaoyin..." The man stretched out his left hand in the direction of Xiaoyin, "You caught the wrong person... I am Xiaolan..."

  "What do you want me to do," Xiaoyin's mouth was hard, but his eyes looked at Baomu with a guilty conscience, "Do I look good to cheat?"

   Baomu nodded, "She is not Xiaolan, I am sure, she is the one who wants to kill you."

   "Hahahahaha!" The male laughter sounded from the man's throat, and the man's body slowly changed, and it seemed that he had given up struggling.

   Xiaolan saw the process of change, and was not surprised. Other people's reactions were not small. Dao Chang's face did not change, but he tightened the palm of his throat.

   "I want to save her so much? I like her so much?" The blood-covered man laughed, "She is dead early! Hahahahahahaha! I like to say this the most, she was killed by me long ago!"

  　 Happy Double Eleven! I wish you happiness when you see this sentence-from a bashful little writer, 嘤

  (End of this chapter)