Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 710 Head and Mouse

   Xiaolan was the first to see that person.

  She was taken aback, then pointed at the person and shouted, "It's him!"

  A crowd turned their heads after hearing the sound.

  A man in a black cloak was standing outside the window.

  The hood blocked the man's face, and everyone could only see his chin. His skin was pale and he looked a little crippled.

  "This is the person I saw in Huolian's revolving lantern!" Xiaolan said and ran to the window, "Who are you?!"

  The man didn't say a word, but stood quietly on the spot.

  Tao Chang two steps forward to hold the impulsive Xiaolan, "Beware."

   After finishing speaking, the Taoist leader pulled Xiaolan behind him, turned and whispered to the man, "What do you want to do?"

  The man still did not answer, but his left sleeve moved slightly.

  Everyone's nerves tightened immediately.

   moved again.

  A long while...

   "Squeak!"

  In the man's sleeve, there was a strange voice.

   "Squeak!...squeak!..."

  Sharp, finely broken.

  Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

   "Why is it a bit like..."

Baomu's words were not finished yet, only to hear several similar sounds from the man suddenly, and the black cloak trembled. Within a few seconds, several dark shadows flew out of his sleeves, and the man was actually lying softly. The ground fell to the ground.

  Everyone leaned to the window and looked on the ground.

  The black cloak covered the grass, but the people inside disappeared. Several black mice screamed and ran toward the depths of the jungle.

   "My God..." Qin Yin murmured, "This is...what's the situation?"

   Xiaolan stared at the cloak in disbelief, "This is the man's clothes..."

   "In other words, there are no people in the clothes, only mice?" The fool said, "How many mice have we played?"

   "Where does the mouse get this, someone must have instigated it," Qin Yin said.

  The fool nodded, "It seems we have to consider Xiaolan's words seriously... Xiaolan, are you sure it is this dress?"

"I'm sure."

   "That said, there is indeed a problem."

   "But, I clearly saw that person's face just now," Shen Fu asked, leaning against the window frame, "Did you not see it?"

   "Speaking of..."

   "That face is there." The Taoist chief calmly pointed to the corner of the cloak.

Something moved under the cloak. A black bulge was formed under the cloak. The bulge moved a few times and finally came to the "exit". The edge of the cloak was suddenly lifted by the bulge, a huge black mouse. Squeaking, got out and ran away.

  The mouse left something under the cloak.

  That is a human head.

  Half of the human head was covered under the cloak, and the other half was exposed. Everyone instantly distinguished that this was the chin they had just seen.

  Shen Fu took a breath, "This is Dai Lili's boyfriend!"

   Hearing what he said, the memory of this half of the face became clear.

   "It seems that it is really him," the idiot tilted his head and looked over, "Does this matter have anything to do with him?"

  The Daoist thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "They should be the same as Shen Fu, they are just people who have been involved inexplicably."

   "He really died..." Shen Fu mumbled startledly.

  "Is it not as happy as I imagined?" Qin Yin said, "So, revenge or something is a false proposition, only the spectators are happy to see it."

  The thoughts in Shen Fu's heart were penetrated by Qin Yin. He squatted and nodded heavily.

   "But why does this thing appear?"

  Everyone turned around and planned to return to the side of the coffin, however, another shock was already there waiting for them.

  Baomu blinked and sniffed again.

   "Zhang Boyin?" The fool paused and asked tentatively, "Are you awake?"

   Zhang Boyin, who was lying on the ground just now, stood up without knowing when, with his head drooping deeply, his hands slumped in front of him, and what he was holding was Luo Jiutian’s Panlong Pond.

  Zhang Boyin was motionless, and everyone did not dare to move.

  Dao Chang turned his head to look at Luo Jiutian. Luo Jiutian understood what he meant and shook his head vigorously.

  Zhang Boyin's consciousness did not escape, he was still in the pool.

   Zhang Boyin stood between the crowd and the coffin. Qin Yin stood there for a while, his eyes moved to the cover of the coffin, and Wen Ling was still on it.

  What if he wants to do to Wenling...

  Qin Yin quietly moved a step to the side, trying to get closer to Wen Ling.

  "Sister Xiaoyin, don't go there!" Baomu stopped Qin Yin with a loud shout, "He is not Zhang Boyin!"

  Baomu's face was pale, and sweat oozes from his forehead. He panted slightly, and saw that everyone's eyes gathered at him, so he went on to shout, "He doesn't smell like Zhang Boyin, it's the smell of another person!"

  "Who is it?" The fool's eyes alternated back and forth between Baomu and Zhang Boyin, "Huolian?"

   "No, it's not Huolian, it's... it's another person," Baomu clenched his right hand and smashed his head, "Xiaolan...Xiaolan should know!"

   Xiaolan was stunned, "Me?"

   "Yes, you know this person..." Baomu said, "In the cave, when you talked to Huolian, this is the smell of the third person I smell."

"what…"

  Others understood, but Xiaolan was even more at a loss.

   "At that time, it was only me and Huolian. Later I saw Zhang Boyin, but the Zhang Boyin I saw at that time should be fake..."

   "No, there are other people," Baomu is very sure, "and it's not Zhang Boyin, I remember the smell of Zhang Boyin."

   "There is a third person?..." Xiaolan thought hard.

  The experience at that time reappeared in my mind.

   "If there is anyone else..." Xiaolan said hesitantly, "At that time, Huo Lian was holding a swaddling baby in her arms. There seemed to be a dead baby in the swaddling baby."

   "Dead baby? Why didn't you tell us before?"

   "I'm not so sure," Xiaolan said, "I thought it was the corpse of her child, but then she said that Zhang Boyin was her child, and I didn't pay attention to the baby anymore."

  Dead baby... child...

   "No," Qin Yin said suddenly, "Huo Lian's body should have been burned in the first fire."

Yes…

   Xiaolan also pondered.

  Huolian said that it was the rice bucket that threw the baby's bones into the flames, and the baby's resentment caused the first fire that burned half of the village.

  After experiencing the flame, how can I keep my body unchanged?

unless…

   Xiaolan cleared her throat and lowered her voice, "Huolian told me that her child is a son of God."

   "That is her own fantasy," Qin Yin said, "Where is there any god?"

   "No, I don't think Huolian's words are groundless," the Taoist chief stared at Zhang Boyin, and said slowly, "I seem to understand..."

  (End of this chapter)