Monument of Life and Death

   "I...I dreamed..." Xiaolan just wanted to start acting like a spoiled child, but she stopped, "Eh? I...what am I dreaming about?"

   "Frightened and forgotten?" Bao Mu said, "It's okay, the dreams are all fake."

   "What's the matter?" Qin Yin in the front row heard the conversation between the two, and while stretching, turned his head and asked, "Xiaolan is also asleep?"

   "Xiaolan woke up from a nightmare."

   "Sister Xiaoyin..." Xiaolan reacted absentmindedly for a few seconds, "Ah! I remembered, Miss Xiaoyin, I dreamed of you!"

   "Dream of me?" Qin Yin stretched the lazy waist comfortably, "Isn't it normal to dream of me? After all, I am you..."

   "I dreamed that you died," Xiaolan said with a pouted mouth, "it scared me to death..."

   "You stinky child, it's better not to dream," Qin Yin said to Xiaolan, "...Okay, the plane should be landing soon."

   "Come on," said the fool, "about ten minutes left."

   "Xiaolan, wake up the uncle next to you," Qin Yin pointed to Xiaolan's right hand, "This Uncle Yi sleeps better than Wenling."

   Xiaolan turned her head sideways.

  Yi Yao tilted his head slightly towards himself, his eyes were closed tightly, his fine eyelashes trembled uncomfortably, he seemed to be dreaming, and the dream might not be considered peaceful.

   "Uncle Yi," Xiaolan poked Yi Yao's shoulder lightly, "Uncle Yi, wake up..."

Yi Yao's eyelids trembled, then slowly opened his eyes, revealing the dazed expression that everyone would have when they wake up from a dream. It slammed into the plane's porthole.

   Xiaolan was taken aback, "Uncle Yi, what's wrong?"

   Baomu also came over, "Mr. Yi also had nightmares?"

"I... I'm sorry, I made you laugh..." After figuring out the current situation, Yi Yao's limbs finally relaxed, "I didn't expect to fall asleep here... Sigh... It seems that I am still old. …”

   "This has nothing to do with age," Xiaolan said, "I was young and I fell asleep too."

   "And Xiaolan also had nightmares," Baomu said, "Mr. Yi, have you forgotten what dreams you had?"

   "Just remember...it's very confusing," Yi Yao rubbed his face a few times, "I forgot, as soon as I opened my eyes, I forgot."

   "Wenling and I also had dreams, but they were all sweet dreams," Qin Yin said. "Maybe it's because your location is not good in feng shui."

   Xiaolan and Yi Yao subconsciously looked at their feet.

  Yi Yao realized that his behavior was a bit funny, he took advantage of the situation and looked out of the window.

   "We should have reached the sky above Qiaowu Town," Yi Yao said, "Speaking of which, Qiaowu Town is really a beautiful place."

  Xiaolan also sat up a little higher and looked out the window.

   You can only see big clouds.

   You can't see the Taoist priest at all.

  What, there is nothing beautiful or not.

   There was a burst of pleasant music on the radio, and the cabin was immediately quiet.

   "Hello, passengers, we are about to reach the end of this journey, Qiaowuzhen, please passengers..."…

arrive.

  Xiao Lan sat up straight and took a deep breath.

   is about to return to Taoist Master and Brother Jiutian.

  I wonder what will be waiting for them?

  ***

   Their car was driving aimlessly in the middle of the wheat field.

   "I suspect we've been going around in circles," Li Muyuan said, wrapping a handkerchief around Zhou Ye's calf wound, frowning, "otherwise, how could it be possible that we couldn't see the exit for so long?"

   "Is Zhou Ye's situation okay?" Xia Hua turned her head and asked.

   Zhou Ye's face was pale, his lips lost the color of blood, his body trembled slightly, and he looked extremely weak.

   "Fortunately, at least it's not as serious as it looks," Li Muyuan said, "but if we keep going like this... I can't guarantee it."

   "Am I...really amputated?" Zhou Ye asked desperately.

   "Don't think about it," Li Muyuan said, "Judging from your injury, you can survive for at least five or six hours."

   Zhou Ye collapsed on the seat.

   Five or six hours.

   I feel like my life has started the countdown all of a sudden.

   "Five or six hours, let alone Sunday night, we're almost done," Xia Hua said, "I would have brought more food if I knew it earlier."

  Luo Jiutian smashed his mouth, "Sister Hua, I'm hungry."

   "Then you have to be hungry too," Xia Hua rolled his eyes at him, "There is nothing to eat."

   "What's in that little bag of yours? Isn't it food?" Luo Jiutian squinted and looked at the bag by Xia Hua's hand through the rearview mirror, "You've been holding it, is it something precious?"

   "Nine Heavens," said the Taoist chief vacantly, "Since the Xiahua Patriarch is unwilling to say, we don't need to ask."

   "Oh..." Luo Jiutian shook his shoulders awkwardly, "Alright then."

  Xia Hua looked at the lame acting skills of the two of them, pouted for a while, and said, "Okay then, I'll tell you."

  The men in the car all pricked up their ears, even Zhou Ye, who was seriously injured.

   "I do have food in this bag," Xia Hua said, reaching into the bag and grabbing a few times, and took out something, "It's just that it's not for people to eat."

  Everyone looked over with wide eyes.

What Xia Hua was holding between her long and tender white fingers was a huge green ladybug. The ladybug was as big as an adult's fingernail. The shell behind the ladybug was gleaming green. Against the background of the lamp and the moonlight, it seemed to flicker with a green light.

   "Wow...so beautiful..." Luo Jiutian couldn't say it anymore, "Sister Hua, what is this?"

   "This is a ladybug, a type of ladybug," Xia Hua said. "This kind of ladybug is rare!"

   "I really haven't seen a green ladybug..." Luo Jiutian shrank his neck, and his fellow priest exchanged a strange look.

   "This is Ladybug Falling?" Li Muyuan threw Zhou Ye's leg aside, and bent over in surprise, "I've only heard of Ladybug Falling, so it looks like this..."

   "Sister Hua, this is what you sneaked back." Luo Jiutian couldn't hide his disappointment, "The Taoist priest said you didn't bring anything but this bag. Is this ladybug so important?"

   Daoist priest's whistleblower act was exposed, he swallowed embarrassedly and shrank into the seat.

   "Of course it's important," Li Muyuan stretched out his hand towards the ladybug, "You don't know that ladybugs are a very, very precious medicinal material."

   "That's why I'm sneaking," Xia Hua shrugged and took back the ladybug in her hand, "I knew that if you found out that I had a ladybug on my body, you would definitely remember it..."