Monument of Life and Death

   With the hope of reuniting with her friends, Xiaolan followed Xia Hua and Yi Yao and walked out of the dean's office confidently.

As soon as    went out, Xiaolan was really shocked.

  The world outside the door was pitch-dark, only the white light from the door vaguely outlined what was nearby, Xiaolan blinked and fixed her eyes on her feet.

   A pool of black-red viscous liquid surged under her feet. Xiaolan lifted her foot, but the liquid seemed to stick to the soles of her shoes, pulling out strands of black-red silk threads.

   There was a strange smell floating in the air.

   "It's weird," Xia Hua also found something under her feet, "I didn't have this thing just now."

   The voice fell, and in the darkness not far away, a wave-like sound gradually swelled.

   That voice is approaching.

   The three of them looked at each other blankly, and then, almost at the same time, they showed expressions of horror.

  The sound of water…

   The dean who died of drowning began to attack.

  ***

   Several people tried hard at the mirror, but they didn't see any change in it.

   After a difficult decision (mainly to persuade Zhou Ye), they finally made up their minds to enter the backwater to find summer flowers, but a new problem was placed in front of them - how to get in?

   "Would you like to break it and take a look?" Zhou Ye sat on the toilet next to him, watching them reluctantly for a long time, and asked, "Maybe the entrance is at the back."

  Luo Jiutian put down the toilet brush in his hand, turned his head and said helplessly, "Do you think we haven't tried it?"

   Daoist head shook his head and said, "There's no way to break it, not even a scratch. Sure enough, this is no ordinary mirror."

   "I think we can push it backwards," Li Muyuan supported his chin and pondered, "How did the Xiahua Patriarch get in?"

   "I still think Sister Hua was caught," Luo Jiutian said. "I know Sister Hua, she will never leave us here and go on an adventure without saying a word."

   "Then assume that Xia Hua was taken away," Li Muyuan then reasoned, "She must have triggered a certain condition to be sucked in by the stagnant water."

   Everyone understood what Li Muyuan meant.

   "When Xia Hua disappeared, what were you doing?" The Taoist priest followed his train of thought and asked.

   "In... a bath?" Zhou Ye said tentatively.

   "No, it should be just after taking a shower," Luo Jiutian replied quickly, "Sister Hua disappeared as soon as she walked out of the bathroom."

   "Then why don't we play it as it is?" Li Muyuan put forward a more constructive suggestion.

   "Uh... Then who will play?" Zhou Ye asked.

   The eyes of several people crawled onto Zhou Ye's body in unison.

   Zhou Ye shivered.

   A few minutes later, Zhou Ye, who was angry and scared, turned off the shower, wrapped in the bathrobe next to him, and reluctantly imitated Xia Hua's steps, and walked to the bathroom door.

   He took a deep breath nervously, and reached out to push the door open.

   walked out slowly.

   One step...two steps...

   Nothing happened.

   Zhou Ye Matsushita said, calmly walked the remaining few steps, then went back to the bathroom, shrugged at the few people hiding behind the shower curtain, "Look, I can't."

  …

   "What's the problem?" Li Muyuan bit his lower lip.

   "That's right," said the Taoist priest suddenly, "Didn't we fall asleep when Xia Hua had an accident?"

   Luo Jiutian nodded, "So we still have to pretend to be asleep now?"

   "Our sleep at that time was very abnormal," Li Muyuan said calmly, "and fell into a very deep sleep at the same time. This kind of thing has never happened before."

   "What do you mean, the power to take away Sister Hua started to attack Sister Hua as early as when we entered this room?" Luo Jiutian asked.

   "I'm afraid that is the case," said the Taoist priest.

"Then there must be something special about Xia Hua, because that power caught her eye at first sight," Zhou Ye tried hard to get rid of the job of pretending to be Xia Hua, "What could it be? ... Could it be because of Xia Hua too much? Strong, then we have to pick a strong person..."

   "Maybe it's not because of power..." The Taoist priest said implicitly.

   After all, there is still a future human **** at the scene. Although Luo Jiutian is still in an unfinished body, when it comes to potential power, there should be no one who can match him.

   "Is it because of gender?" Li Muyuan asked with narrowed eyes.

   Zhou Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

   Gender, fortunately, at least he is not a woman.

   "Then... is that power an old scumbag?" Luo Jiutian was so surprised that his hair stood up, "Oh my god... Sister Hua she..."

"Don't worry about your sister Hua, as far as I know, anyone who dares to think about the Xia Hua family master will not end well," Li Muyuan said calmly, "but if it is really because the Xia Hua family master is a girl, he is sucked into that world. If so...how do we get in?"

   Everyone frowned and thought for a while, and then their eyes gradually focused on Zhou Ye.

   "Why are you looking at me?!" Zhou Yeyi was so excited that he almost stepped on the towel in his hand, "I'm a man!"

   "But you are a beautiful boy," Luo Jiutian said, "very white and delicate."

   Zhou Ye never felt that being looked at by a man's eyes was such a disgusting thing.

   "I'm not white and I'm not beautiful," Zhou Ye said quickly, "I think Li Muyuan is more beautiful."

   Daoist Master and Luo Jiutian looked at Li Muyuan again.

   "Don't look at me, I'm not pretty," Li Muyuan said blankly, "And, Zhou Ye, if you dare to push me out, you won't want your injured leg."

   Zhou Ye's grievance turned into a crying cat head. He sat in the same place for a long time and shut himself up for a long time. Finally, he mustered up the courage, raised his head and asked, "Tell me, then what should I do?"

   Compared with dignity, he still cares more about his injured leg.

   After half an hour, the new plan began to be implemented.

   is still a familiar team and a familiar "heroine".

   This time, the others were lying on their sides in the living room, while Zhou Ye stood alone under the shower and really took a shower.

  The moment the shower is turned off, the surroundings are quiet again.

  The bathroom was filled with pale yellow mist, Zhou Ye sighed, wrapped in a bath towel, and put on slippers.

   Zhou Ye walked to the mirror and glanced at it.

  The mirror was re-filled with steam.

  Behind the steam, something seemed to be flowing.

   He could hear even breathing from outside the door.

  Damn, shouldn't they really fall asleep?

  Then he would really hate them.

   Zhou Ye hugged his shoulders, shivered, took heavy steps, and reached out to grab the bathroom door.

   An inexplicable coolness rolled over him from behind.

   Zhou Ye closed his eyes helplessly.

   I'm afraid... This time the plan really succeeded...