Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 1067 Paper Moth

  After this, they did not find any other points of light.

   That spot of light never appeared again.

  Xiaolan thought hard while stroking the mark on the back of her neck.

   "Xiao Lan, is there something uncomfortable about you?" Yi Yao stared at Xiao Lan and asked after a while.

  Xiao Lan stopped what she was doing, looked at Yi Yao blankly, and replied, "I'm fine, Uncle Yi, what's wrong?"

   "You've been scratching the back of your neck," Yi Yao lightly pointed at Xiaolan's hand, "Is it itchy?"

  After Yi Yao said this, Xiaolan realized that her right hand had been scratching the mark on the back of her neck. She quickly took her hand back and looked at her hand in surprise.

   "What happened?" Yi Yao also became nervous, "Xiaolan, if you feel anything, you must tell me."

   "I... I didn't even realize it myself," Xiao Lan let go of her eyes, felt it quietly, and said, "But speaking of it, my neck... really feels hot."

   "Hot?"

   "Well," Xiaolan tilted her head and frowned, "It's like...something is going to come out of it, and...and it's getting hotter...Uncle Yi..."

  The ominousness in Xiaolan's eyes became more intense, she stretched out her hand towards Yi Yao, as if she was going to get a little help from him.

   "Xiaolan! What's wrong with you?" Yi Yao also panicked, he grabbed Xiaolan's hand, "Oh my god, your hands are so hot!..."

   "Uncle Yi, I don't think something is right..." Xiaolan shook her body, ready to stand up, but found that she didn't even have the strength to stand up at the moment, "You...you go and see..."

  Why did it happen so suddenly?

what is the problem…

   "What am I going to see?" Yi Yao asked, "Xiao Lan, hold on!"

  What am I holding on to? Somehow, I’m not going to die...

   "Go and see other places with imprints!" Xiaolan didn't have the strength to complain, "Something must have happened..."

  Yi Yao raised his eyes to look elsewhere, but before he could see clearly, a strange sound came to their ears.

   crackling... crackling...

   That was the sound of wood being broken slowly.

  Xiao Lan and Yi Yao looked at each other.

  Yi Yao opened her mouth, and just about to say something, Xiao Lan suddenly twitched all over, and let out a loud howl, which made Yi Yao tremble with fright.

  After howling, Xiaolan could no longer maintain her balance. She stumbled and fell to the ground, clutching the back of her neck in pain.

Seeing Xiaolan like this, Yi Yao knew that no matter what he asked, in Xiaolan's state, he might not be able to answer anything. He gritted his teeth, got up, held up the candle, and looked at the mouth beside him. coffin.

   crackling... crackling...

  That was the closest imprint to them, where the imprint was, the wood on the surface was peeling and cracking.

  Shocking.

  Could it be... Is Xiaolan also experiencing such feelings?

  Xiaolan grabbed the back of her neck hard, she felt as if there were hands in her body trying to tear her skin, that force was so powerful, and at the same time, something was waiting for an opportunity to break through...

  Although she didn't know what was going on with that force, or what was waiting to come out, Xiaolan was sure that she couldn't let it succeed, couldn't let it come out.

   However, the accident happened again.

  There was only a scream, and Yi Yao suddenly fell to Xiaolan's feet as if he had been punched by a muffled fist.

  Xiaolan almost forgot that she was also struggling, and looked up in surprise.

  Yi Yao clutched her stomach, rolled over in pain on the ground, and stretched out her left hand tremblingly towards Xiaolan.

   "Xiao Lan...it's this..." Yi Yao even coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth, "From the imprint on the coffin... got this..."

  He spread out his hands, revealing the white things in his palms.

   Xiaolan bared her teeth and held back the pain, looking intently.

   Is this...a moth?

  A snow-white moth.

   No!

   I don't know whether it was out of shock or pain, big beads of sweat rolled down Xiaolan's forehead, she widened her eyes and looked closer.

   That's no ordinary moth.

   That's a... paper moth.

  ***

  Xia Hua finished speaking, the atmosphere was quiet and the air was cold.

  Zhou Ye stood there blankly, blinking his eyes, not knowing whether to doubt his ears or the person in front of him.

"But..." Seeing that Zhou Ye seemed to be down, Xia Hua softly suggested another possibility, "After all, the legend is just a legend, and I have never heard of anyone who really did it because they saw her. The mirror man died."

  Zhou Ye gasped weakly for a few breaths, then nodded his head madly, "Yes...Sister Xia Hua...you're right..."

   "So don't despair," Xia Hua patted Zhou Ye's shoulder and said, "We still have to go out properly."

"Yes... we have to go out..." Zhou Ye regained his senses and said slowly, "And Sister Xia Hua, I actually feel much better... I was still a little uncomfortable just now, but since those two people came from in front of us Disappeared, and I felt better all of a sudden."

  Zhou Ye forcefully pulled out a reluctant smile, and waved his hands in the air, as if to prove his words.

   But Xia Hua felt even more bitter.

   "Me too," Xia Hua lied softly, "In this case, let's continue."

   Zhou Ye nodded absently.

   "What are you thinking?" Xia Hua keenly noticed his hesitation, and asked.

"I was thinking..." Zhou Ye said, "Sister Xia Hua, why didn't you let me speak out just now? According to what you said, the person in the mirror who sees you will die, so we shouldn't keep silent, but shut up." Just close your eyes."

"Because according to the legend, keeping silent is the only way to break the curse of the Mirror Man," Xia Hua said, "It is said that after meeting your Mirror Man, if you want to live, you need to keep silent forever and see yourself If the matter of the person passing through the mirror is buried, there may be a chance to escape."

   Zhou Ye called out badly with his eyes.

   "Ah... Sister Xia Hua, why didn't you say it earlier," Zhou Ye said aggrievedly, "Then we have spoken out now, isn't it useless?"

  Xia Hua almost laughed, "Didn't you just say that you don't believe this legend?"

   "It's two different things," Zhou Ye scratched his head in distress, "Oh... I don't know if I can keep silent from now on."

  Xia Hua shook her head helplessly and smiled, and said, "It's useless. When those two people overlapped with our bodies, we all retched at the same time. Since then, silence has been useless."

  (end of this chapter)