Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 400 Darkroom

  Even if it may be just a joke, I want to try my best to take a look.

  If there is a real possibility.

  Want to see him, he is alive, one last look.

  Zhao Baihuan could not speak, the light in his pupils turned, as if he was about to cry.

   "Can you see it too?" His voice was almost inaudible, "It's just us...can't you see it?"

   "Take us to find ten thousand lives," the Taoist chief resolutely said, "Leave us the next thing."

  Zhao Baihuan walked slowly ahead, and they followed behind. When they passed by the room where they saw the little blue man just now, as expected, both figures were gone.

   "When you stayed here, nothing really happened?" Qin Yin still couldn't believe it.

   is also right, no matter what kind of existence the two villains appear, they must be the projection of the psychic energy of all living beings. Then why can other people be able to see it, but only his two brothers can't?

   "Did Wan Sheng say anything before committing suicide?" Xiaolan walked behind Zhao Baihuan to the right, looking at him and asked.

Zhao Baihuan grinned strenuously, as if he was trying to show a smile, "The suicide note is a lie to you, I am just... worried that you will find out about everything. At that time, I thought you were...will stop People of this kind of thing."

  They probably understand what kind of person a “person who prevents this kind of thing” is.

  However, the nature of their work seems to be similar.

   "I know," Xiaolan took a few steps quickly, "I mean, did Wan Sheng talk to you face to face before he left?"

"Wan Sheng fell ill at that time, locked himself in the room, and refused to see us," Zhao Baihuan recalled, "but...I remember that I heard him talking to himself at that time, it shouldn't be talking to us. , As a result, before I rushed in..."

   "What did Wan Sheng talk to himself at the time?" Xiaolan interrupted him and asked.

  Everyone looked at Xiaolan strangely.

   "What's wrong with Xiaolan? What do you want to know?"

  "I think Wan Sheng might not be talking to himself at the time," Xiaolan explained his motives. "He might be communicating with other personalities."

   "Huh? Can it still happen?" Qin Yin walked around a door, "then he... can quarrel with himself."

   Xiaolan expressed insensitivity to Qin Yin’s criticism of my own theory, turned her head and asked Xiang Zhao Baihuan, “What did he say? Did you hear it clearly at the time?”

   "I... Wan Sheng's voice is not loud, and I stood far away from the door when I was speaking. I didn't hear clearly." Zhao Baihuan tapped his chin with his finger, "I vaguely remember that Wan Sheng seems to have been apologizing all the time."

   "Apologize?"

   "Yes," Zhao Baihuan said more and more confidently, "The part I can hear is the repeated sorry. He also said other things, but I really can't hear him."

   "Wan Sheng said sorry to himself?" the fool muttered.

  "Do you know what Wansheng means?" Zhao Baihuan looked at Xiaolan expectantly.

   "Uh, no, I just think Wan Sheng has become like this for a reason. Knowing what happened before his death, maybe I can infer the reason for the appearance of the two figures."

   "Is that your personality apologizing to Wan Sheng?" Qin Yin glanced at Zhao Baihuan.

"One manic, one depression, do you say you will apologize?" The fool sarcastically said, "I want to say that Wan Sheng himself apologized to the personality of his two brothers, and then he thought he was apologizing to his real brother. ."

  Everyone fell silent for a moment.

  The fool seems to have accidentally poked the truth out.

   "Is this...really?" Zhao Baihuan stopped and stared at the fool nervously.

   "I don't know, you can lead the way first. Anyway, the truth will come to light in a while."

  I don’t know where the self-confidence comes from.

Everyone almost walked back along the way they came, and saw a door that had been broken by a fool. Zhao Baihuan's face turned blue and purple, but he didn't say anything, and led them back to the second room. , Which is in that corridor.

   Then, he walked to the wooden box.

Qin Yin exclaimed, "You won't really put Wansheng in this box, right?"

  Zhao Baihuan’s eyes were a little guilty. He squatted down and lifted his hand on the side of the box. A wooden board on the wall of the box rose automatically, shimmering, and a code disk appeared.

  Zhao Baihuan skillfully pressed several buttons.

   There was a rumbling sound, and everyone followed the sound of the sound. On the left front wall of the box, a hidden door slowly slid open, revealing the pitch-black cavity inside.

   "Let me just say, how could you put Wansheng into such a small box." Qin Yin said long.

  When Xiaolan first saw the wooden box, she thought she had been wrong in her blind guess at the beginning, but Zhao Baihuan’s high-tech operation made her suffocate her cocky words.

   "Wansheng is inside." Zhao Baihuan pointed toward the cave.

   "Why did you put Wansheng in the store instead of at home?" Luo Jiutian asked as he leaned in.

"One reason is that the story of this secret room is actually an expression. In reality, we can never make those people pay the price, so we can only create a story, at least in the story, the bad guys get Punishment, we want Wansheng to see this story," Zhao Baihuan lowered his head and pinched the corner of his clothes, "Another reason is...we actually spend most of our time in the store, and...and if Wansheng is there. , Business in the store will be better..."

  Although he had expected this sentence, when he heard it, Xiaolan still cursed in his heart. Adults are really realistic.

   "Wow, then you are very business-minded," Qin Yin mocked with a thumbs up, "Have you ever thought about the reason?"

"Reason?" Zhao Baihuan didn't know why, "What could be the reason for this? We don't really think so, we just treat it as a... weird metaphysics, just like some people always like to wear the same clothes for exams, thinking that A piece of clothing can bring good luck..."

  Seeing other people's eyes full of embarrassment of hesitation and cessation, Zhao Baihuan said, "Do you mean..."

   "Yes, that's what we mean," Qin Yin nodded, "Wansheng is not metaphysics, Wansheng can really bring good luck."

   Zhao Baihuan was shocked by this statement. When he was still in a daze, Luo Jiutian, half of his body plunged into the black hole, suddenly shouted, "Found it!"

  He started to back up.

   Jasmine and Qiao Nian took off everyone’s coats and spread them on the ground.

  Luo Jiutian carefully drilled out of the hole, holding a thin body in his arms.

   "Here here!" Jasmine quickly pointed to the ground covered with clothes.

  The little boy lay flat on his colorful jacket.

  The complexion is ruddy and the skin is soft, almost exactly the same as a normal person.

  It’s just that the breath and heartbeat will never be gone.

  (End of this chapter)