Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 704 The Real Corpse Burning Place

Dao Chang lay on Luo Jiutian's back and looked at the road in puzzlement.

   "Nine days, where are we going?"

   "I feel Panlongchi suddenly changed its position," Luo Jiutian said as he ran, "I don't know what the situation is, I was still in the mountains just now, now..."

   "Are you in that wood?"

  The two walked around a few willow trees and saw the lake at the edge of the village. A path passed through the turquoise lake and led directly to a dark green dense forest.

  Not long ago, Luo Jiutian was just carrying the Taoist leader and was about to enter the mountain, but he turned around halfway and came here.

   Hearing the Dao Master’s question, Luo Jiutian nodded, but did not speak, he himself was thinking.

  Isn’t Xiaolan what’s wrong?

   "I don't seem to have seen this place." The Taoist looked around and said.

   "I've seen it," Luo Jiutian glanced around, "That group of people attacked me from here."

   "You mean, they were the girl who burned to death here?" The Taoist chief was very interested.

   "Yes," Luo Jiutian stopped, pondered, raised his hand and said, "Probably right there."

   "Can we go over and take a look?"

  Luo Jiutian didn't quite understand, but he agreed.

  The two walked towards there.

  Luo Jiutian looked around, "Now there are no traces, and I don’t know what happened."

"I know."

  Dao Chang stared at the yellow soil under the feet of the two and said.

   Luo Jiutian turned his head and asked, "Do you know about that girl?"

   "It's not that girl, it's us." The Taoist master struggling to take out a spell from his arms, and then threw it to the ground, "We are finally back."

"came back?"

"We finally returned to the current Lianshui Village, and finally returned to the normal timeline." Dao Chang pointed to the spell on the ground. The spell had already started to burn, and the silver flames were jumping on the ground. "Look, mine. The spell works."

   "Great." Luo Jiutian said.

  But what he thought was that such a frugal Taoist actually used a spell to test the timeline. It seems that after his own guidance, the Taoist's view of money has been greatly improved.

   "In this case, let's continue walking." Luo Jiutian patiently waited for the spell to burn, and said.

   "Wait," the Taoist chief lightly grasped Luo Jiutian's sleeve, his other hand still pointed at the ashes of the spell, "Jiutian, look."

  The ashes were blown away by the wind, and gradually gathered on the ground into a fuzzy shape.

"This is……"

  Luo Jiutian tilted his head and stared at the ashes, rotating the direction little by little.

   "Did you see clearly?"

  Luo Jiutian's eyes widened in an instant, "This, this...Daoist, am I wrong? How do I think this is a face!"

   "This is a human face."

"what happened?"

"This is a spell created by myself. I call it the Human Face Curse," the Taoist said with a hint of pride. "The Human Face Curse can remember human faces. If those people lose their lives, the Human Face Curse can be The place where the person died is reappearing, just like now, do you see that this person's face looks like the white-faced girl you saw?"

   "Hmm..." Luo Jiutian curled his lips, "In fact, it doesn't look like ah, in fact, the girl I saw had a long face with melon seeds, and this face was round..."

  "The face made of paper ash will definitely be deformed..."

"It's not a matter of deformation," Luo Jiutian convinced, "I'm sure, Daoist, this is not the person I saw... And, you mean, your charm has seen that girl? That is, you see Ever that girl?"

  Dao Master was also looking down at the face, and for a long while, he seemed to finally have an answer.

   "I remember, I remember this face," the Taoist said, "I saw her in the crematorium."

The   Human Face Curse should have engraved the appearance of this person at that time.

   "Those dead?"

   "Yes," the Taoist nodded, "She is one of them."

   "So, more than one person died here..." Luo Jiutian felt a bit cold on the back of his head, "Could it be that those girls, they all..."

  A breeze rolled in, rippling across the water, bringing a bit of cold early autumn atmosphere.

  On the empty grassland, there seemed to be countless silent figures in an instant.

  Countless extinguished white candles.

   Luo Jiu Angel Jin shook his head, and drove the picture out of his mind.

  What the Daoist was talking about, he didn't hear clearly before, and only heard a half sentence "This is the real crematorium".

"what?"

"This is the place where the villagers put women tortured by fire," said the Taoist chief. "The crematorium is only their ashes, so they can't go back to their place of death to complete the retrospective. Trapped in the crematorium, unable to leave."

   "Then what are we going to do?" Luo Jiutian asked, "Do you dig out the ashes in the crematorium? But...the ashes seem to have become part of the crematorium."

Dao Chang sighed, "We are out of time, nine days, go to your Panlong Pond first, it's important to save the people who are alive."

The two set off again, and soon ran up the path by the lake. The two did not hesitate. When they plunged into the ghost forest, another gust of wind struck, and the ashes were dragged by the wind. Within a few seconds, that The face disappeared.

  The Taoist head raised his head to look at the star-point sunlight from the dense tree canopy.

   "Be careful for nine days," he reminded worriedly, "it's getting darker and darker inside."

   "I'm not afraid. Besides, Master, don't you have a spell that can shine?"

   "...there are not many."

  "Daoist, after going down the mountain, I will ask my father to approve a car for you."

  Tao Chang hooked the corner of his mouth, "Nine days, the charm is spiritual, although it will only consume a small part, but it can't be too extravagant."

"It's okay. Anyway, my father's spirit wave is not good. Have you never seen him fight? Alas, I went out to brag about how powerful my father is, and they don't believe me. My father really admires him. Destroy people."

  Dao Master raised his eyes and thought for a while.

  The last time I saw Lao Luo take a shot, who was picking up?

   seems to be Xiaolan who got a whip inexplicably.

   "Vice-Luo usually regenerates his energy, is waiting for the critical moment to accumulate," said the Taoist chief, "you can no longer trouble him with such trivial things."

  "Why is this a trivial matter? Chief Dao, you are my savior and my father’s brother..."

   "...Nine days, stop talking."

  Luo Jiutian really closed his mouth obediently, but it was not because of the words of the Taoist leader.

  He stood between two weird-shaped dwarf pine trees and looked forward in a daze.

  Dao Master followed his sight.

  A few meters away, between the bushes, a wooden house stands loomingly in front.

  (End of this chapter)