Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 679 Humanoid Qi Root

  Fire Lotus appeared.

   Xiaolan rushed towards the door with his leg pulled out, and slammed the wooden door with two fists.

   won't open.

   "Auntie..." The rice bucket tremblingly followed Xiao Lan, "This is... what's going on?"

   "Don't be afraid," Xiaolan turned his body, preparing to knock open the door personally, "Outside...something is coming."

  "Is it a ghost?" The rice bucket grabbed Xiaolan's clothes nervously.

   "I don't know..." Xiaolan took a deep breath, and said before rushing to the restaurant, "Go get those two books quickly, we have to catch up with her."

"Uh-huh…"

  The rice bucket slapped to the window. The night had come, and the woods and huts had become a lot weird. The rice bucket glanced nervously at the coffin in the center of the house, and hurried to the window, bending over to pick up the book.

   Xiaolan initiated the first round of collision. His ribs hurt, but he didn't break open. The door didn't move, only Xiaolan who was grinning bounced back to the ground.

   "Oh!" The rice bucket screamed in horror.

  Xiaolan turned to look, her rice bucket squatted on the ground, with the two books in front of her.

"What's wrong?"

  "Tear...The book is torn..." The rice bucket looked up helplessly at Xiaolan, "Auntie, the third book is torn!..."

   "Tear it?"

   Xiaolan ran over.

A faint moonlight sprinkled on the two books through the small window. The second book was lying aside intact, while the third book was left open. The paper in the book was all turned into fragments of white flowers, only the cover. And the back cover is intact.

   "Why... how could this happen?" Rice bucket looked at Xiaolan with a pale face, "Couldn't...Could that ghost come in? Can't it be..."

  He looked at the coffin behind him again.

   Xiaolan stared at the shattered book. After thinking for a few seconds, she had an answer in her heart, but she couldn't tell the rice bucket.

  This is the second strange thing she experienced on this timeline after Ermao’s death.

   may be the same as Ermao’s death, this is the real past reflected in this timeline.

  I even saw the real fire lotus.

  Could it be...have the two timelines crossed?

   "Pick it up first," Xiaolan patted the shoulder of the rice bucket, "We'll know when we find that thing."

The rice bucket was very obedient. Xiaolan went back to the door and hit the door again. This time, Xiaolan's strength was emptied. The moment her body touched the wooden door, the door creaked open. Xiaolan The whole person rushed out, almost gnawing mud.

   "Auntie!..." The rice bucket screamed and ran over.

   "I'm fine," Xiaolan quickly got up from the mud, "Where is the book?"

  The rice bucket shook what he was holding in his arms, "I picked it up."

   "Where are those pieces?"

   "I picked it up," the rice bucket lifted Xiaolan up, "in my pocket."

   "Okay, then we..."

   "Ah! Auntie, look!" The rice bucket pointed at Xiaolan's back and shouted, "There is a ghost!"

   Xiaolan whizzed around, and at the border of the bushes, a black figure appeared.

  Fire Lotus!

  The moonlight was too dim, Xiaolan couldn't see the person's appearance, but she could still judge the person's identity from the vague outline.

  The fire lotus stood upright by a tree, facing them, and possibly even observing them.

  "Auntie..." The rice bucket was almost crying, "There are really ghosts..."

   "That's not a ghost," Xiaolan pulled up the bucket, "Go, let's go and see."

  "Auntie!" The rice bucket dragged Xiaolan's arm with a crying voice, "Ghost..."

   "You hide behind me, protect the book," Xiaolan gave the rice bucket a firm look, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

  The rice bucket looked at Xiaolan’s eyes. After a while, he sniffed and nodded his head.

   The two ran towards the black shadow, and as the distance gradually shortened, the figure slowly changed.

  Even the rice bucket has noticed the change, and is no longer so scared.

   "Auntie, that seems to be a..."

   Xiaolan stopped, panting slightly and looked at what was standing in front of the tree trunk.

  It was a group of air roots that grew into a human shape. The air roots protruded from the surface of the tree trunk, nestled on the tree trunk, like a woman in black with long hair.

  The rice bucket breathed a sigh of relief, "Auntie, it turned out to be a tree..."

  No, it's not that simple.

  In the daytime, there is no such air root on this tree.

  Could it be that it has grown roots in just a few hours?

   Xiaolan pondered, raising his eyes and looking at the depths of the jungle in the night.

   glanced at...

  Suddenly, his eyes froze.

  I saw it!

  A same black figure appeared again next to a tree in front.

  Is that also a cloud of air, or...fire lotus?

   was thinking, the figure suddenly moved.

  She seemed to slightly lift her right hand and waved at Xiaolan.

  Sure enough, this is not an air root, this is Huo Lian seducing her.

  Where does she want to go by herself?

  Xiaolan hesitated a little. The rice bucket was still staring at the air root curiously, and no new figure was found at all. Xiaolan thought about it, but still grabbed him.

   "The rice bucket, let's go."

   "Where to go...ah, auntie, there is such a thing there too!"

   "Yes," Xiaolan pulled him to walk slowly, "Let's go over and take a look."

  The two approached, and as expected, this was also the root of a group of human figures. Xiaolan confirmed that idea, and Huo Lian wanted to guide her to a certain place.

  Where to go?

   Xiaolan looked forward.

  Does Huolian want to let herself enter the village?

  In other words, Huolian also lived alone in the ghost forest for a long time, and then chose to enter the village, so he was caught.

  Why did she return to the village?

   "Rice bucket," Xiaolan asked, lowering her head, "Do you know where they caught me last time?"

  This topic made the rice bucket feel a bit awkward. He didn't want to mention the last time Xiaolan was almost killed.

   "In the village."

   "I know it's in the village," Xiaolan said, "Where is it? Last time I was confused and I forgot..."

  The rice bucket sighed, and his shoulders were pulled down, "It seems to be near my house, I saw...I saw they took you away...Auntie, I...I didn't save you because..."

   "I know I know, I didn't blame you."

  The place where the fire lotus last appeared, near the rice bucket home.

  Xiaolan feels that her ideas have been confirmed.

  What the fire lotus wants is probably the skeleton on the roof of the rice bucket house.

  Yes.

  The new figure appeared at the end of the field of vision again, but Xiaolan no longer needed their guidance. She picked up the long skirt and said, "The rice bucket, we have to go back to the village."

  The gaze of the rice bucket moved back from the air root, "Go back to the village? Auntie, do you want to go back now?"

   Xiaolan nodded.

   "It's okay," Rice Bucket said, "Let's go back and find a place to put the book together, maybe we can still read it."

   "Well," Xiaolan agreed, "The rice bucket, let's go to your house."

  (End of this chapter)