Monument of Life and Death

Chapter 756: Go to sleep

Chapter 756

The man withdrew his hand quickly.

The short man paced, walked around the porcelain cup for a week, squatted down, and smiled bitterly.

"Why are you doing this?" the man said, "Look, the child was crying in pain, and you really bear your heart. Let the children do this kind of thing..."

"I don't hurt!" The girl shouted out loud, "I didn't cry!"

The man turned his head and glanced at the girl, chuckled, and said to Grandpa Wen Ling, “We don’t need much, we just want a pair of eyes. It’s good for you. You would rather sacrifice six people than give us a pair. Eye."

Grandpa Wenling raised his face, his hollow eyes pointed at the man, "It's you...want Sanyan's eyes?"

"Me?" The short man laughed out loud, "Do you look like me?"

"No..." Grandpa Wenling shook his head and said, "He didn't show up."

This "he" should refer to the Sanyan mentioned by Grandpa Wenling.

It seems that he is not among the four.

Wen Ling grabbed Xiaolan's sleeve, still staring at the man just now.

"He..." Wen Ling tried his best to express, "Car..."

Xiaolan blinked and instantly understood, "That man in the car is him?"

Qing Ling nodded fiercely.

"Is that him?" Luo Jiutian approached the man when he heard the words, and looked up and down, "Is it the driver or the one who cut your eyes with a knife?"

"Knife!" Wen Ling gestured over his eyes.

"It's this dog thing," Qin Yin walked over with his arm, "If it weren't for this is an illusion, I must..."

"Is the driver who was driving there?" Xiaolan asked.

Wen Ling shook his head.

Sure enough, there are more than four of them.

Xiaolan looked into the depths of the bamboo forest. In the silent darkness, it was unclear whether it was a shadow of a tree or a figure, trembling in a corner not far away.

rustle... rustle...

Without thinking, Xiaolan ran over.

"Hey! Where are you going, Xiaolan?!"

"Xiaolan!..."

She ran towards the darkness, even though the world in front of her was still wet, but when her feet stepped on the ground, she made a dry rustle.

Xiaolan doesn’t know where she is in reality, perhaps in the depths of the bamboo forest, or...

The movement I felt just now should be nearby.

Xiaolan stopped, panting, and collected the small sounds around her into her ears.

Slowly, she held her breath.

窸窸窣窣……

Xiaolan suddenly turned his head to the front right.

is there.

She took a small step and walked over.

There is a dense and low moso bamboo in front, and the sound is coming from behind the moso bamboo.

right here……

Xiaolan approached step by step.

There is indeed something behind!

Behind the bamboo, there is a black figure squatting, like a person but not a person, like a ghost but not a ghost...

Even though she knew that the person couldn't feel herself, Xiaolan tried to lighten her footsteps, came to the front, and stretched out the thick bamboo.

唰! ——

Squeak...Squeak...

Suddenly, the black shadow bulged suddenly. Before Xiaolan could react, countless large black and gray mice rushed out from under the black shadow, and within half a second, they scattered in all directions.

The original black shadow quickly shrank, and after the last mouse disappeared, the black shadow had turned into a thin black cloth, lying alone on the damp soil.

Some mice even climbed onto Xiaolan's feet by accident, but Xiaolan didn't care about those mice.

She stared at the black cloth blankly.

Xiaolan squatted down and reached out to grab the black cloth.

Swipe across the black cloth and draw back.

Untouchable, this is what happened in the illusion.

This piece of cloth...

"Xiaolan!" Baomu and the fool chased after him, "Are you all right? What did you find?"

Xiaolan stood up, pointed to the black cloth on the ground and said, "It's him."

"What?" The idiot stretched his feet and drew a few times on the cloth, "This is an illusion...Do you know this cloth?"

"This is not cloth," Baomu squatted beside the black cloth and observed carefully, with serious eyebrows, "This is a black robe."

"Robe..."

Robe, mouse.

Weiruo Village, a secret.

Everything is connected.

it's him……

Xiaolan's eyes were complicated, and she murmured, "He is the man with scarred eyes."

When the three of them walked back to the center of the bamboo forest, the four had disappeared.

"Xiaolan!" Qin Yin ran to them, "Where have you been?"

"We found out... Well, it's a long story, let Xiaolan talk later," said the fool, "what about those people?"

"They are gone."

"Gone? Where did you go?" Baomu looked around. "This map is bigger than we thought. Maybe we can follow them and see what they look like."

"Can't keep up, they disappeared without taking a few steps," Luo Jiutian walked over and said, "All we can see is what Grandpa Ling wants us to see. He should think that those people's whereabouts are nothing. Usefulness, so it didn’t show up at all."

"So what you saw just now is very important," the Taoist said, "Grandpa Wen Ling said that he found the trace of Sanyan."

"After that, the group of people left." Luo Jiutian added.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as I thought.

"It seems that Xiaolan's statement is right." The fool and Baomu looked at each other, "The one who wants the Prophet's eyes is the scarred man."

Qin Yin was puzzled, "Why is it related to the scarred man again..."

"So this is a long story..."

"Let’s take a look at them first," said the Taoist chief, "The illusion is almost over, let’s take a look at what Grandpa Wenling wants to tell Wenling at last."

Wen Ling knelt beside his grandfather, staring fixedly at his face.

The other four people stopped moving, only the little girl was still struggling.

"Child," Grandpa Wenling sighed, "Go to sleep."

The little girl asked softly, "Grandpa, are those people gone?"

"gone."

"Have we succeeded?"

"Successful."

Silence.

For a while, the girl cried and said aggrieved, "Grandpa, I want to go home..."

"child……"

"I don't want to die here," the girl choked, "I want to go home."

Grandpa Wenling gave a long sigh, "Child, you are unwilling..."