Monument of Life and Death

  Xiao Lan and Dao Chang stood on both sides of the door, listening with pricked ears.

   This is a silent battle, whoever loses his temper first loses.

  Although... the few people watching did not understand the meaning of this battle at all.

   "Master Dao, there seems to be no sound inside." Luo Jiutian was the first to lose his composure, "Did Xiao Lan and the others run away?"

   "If she ran away, then she must not be real," Li Muyuan analyzed rationally, "otherwise, what are they afraid of? They must be guilty!"

  Xiao Lan in the door cleared her throat specially.

  Doubt that I can, say I have a guilty conscience? That must be impossible.

   "Xiaolan, they are still there," Yi Yao frowned after hearing the conversation of several people, "And I...why did I seem to hear them calling my own name just now?"

   "I heard that too," Xiaolan gritted her teeth and said, "Uncle Yi, do they know you too?"

   "The Daoist brother probably doesn't know me, but if Jiutian and... um? What's going on outside?"

   Before Yi Yao finished speaking, the voice outside the door suddenly became noisy.

  Xiao Lan and Yi Yao looked at each other, ran towards the wooden door in unison, and put their ears on the door.

   "Master Taoist! Did you see it?!..."

   "I saw...Nine days, be careful!..."

  "I'm fine...what's going on? They...what are they? They don't look like living people...they seem to be running in that direction..."

   "..."

  Xiao Lan and Yi Yao exchanged a nervous look.

   After that, the two reached out at the same time, grabbed the door handle, and opened the door at the same time.

  The creak of opening the door was quickly drowned out in the noise outside the door.

   Even, the three people outside the door didn't notice the door opened immediately.

  Xiao Lan saw Dao Chang and Luo Jiutian at a glance, and the joy in her eyes bloomed instantly, but was replaced by surprise immediately.

  In the world outside the door, there are countless weird and weird "people" who are flying across her line of sight and rushing towards her right hand.

  Those weird people have different shapes, but none of them can be called "normal". They shouted and roared. Looking at this hellish scene, Xiaolan only thought of one word—Hundred Ghosts at Night.

The Taoist priest glanced at Xiaolan and Yi Yao from the corner of his eye. He suddenly turned his head and stared at the two with wide eyes. Looking at those familiar eyes, Xiaolan could imagine that the Taoist priest's brain was at this moment. At what speed is it spinning.

  Because she herself is in the same state.

  The two cautiously doubted each other for a while, and slowly, their muscles finally relaxed.

   "Xiao Lan?"

   "Taoist?"

  In the two pairs of eyes, a bright smile bloomed at the same time.

   "Master Taoist! It's really you! It's really you!"

   "Xiao Lan! Great, you're fine..."

  Xiaolan rushed directly towards the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest hugged the little girl as usual, but soon found that he couldn't hold her, so (pretending to) put her down very naturally.

   "Look at the Taoist priest, I said it's Xiaolan inside," Luo Jiutian said while rubbing Xiaolan's hair affectionately, "The Taoist priest still said to wait."

   "Nine days," Yi Yao said, "Do you still remember me?"

  The three of them looked at Yi Yao with stiff expressions, and then they all looked at Xiao Lan.

   "Look... what am I doing?" Xiaolan said, "This is Yi Nian's Uncle Yi, brother Jiutian, don't you know him?"

   "Of course I know Uncle Yi," Luo Jiutian stared suspiciously at the innocent Yi Yao, "It's just... is this true, or is it fake?"

   "Ah? Is this still fake?" Xiaolan was confused by Luo Jiutian's words, "Uncle Yi is... ah! Uncle Yi, you won't be lying to me all the time, right?!"

  Xiao Lan immediately turned against him, hid behind the Taoist priest and pointed at Yi Yao.

   "I didn't lie to you," Yi Yao said dumbfounded, "Jiu Tian, ​​I'm Uncle Yi, tell me what's going on, you don't even recognize me?"

   "Xiaolan, has this Mr. Yi been with you all this time?" the Taoist priest turned his head slightly and asked.

  Xiao Lan nodded.

   "How long have you been here?"

   "It's been a long time," Xiaolan said, tugging on the Taoist priest's sleeve, "I don't remember the exact time, but at least one day."

   "It's like this," the Taoist priest pondered for a while after listening to Xiaolan's words, and then said, "When we first entered this world, we met this Mr. Yi."

   "What?" Yi Yao's eyes were even more surprised than when he opened the door, "Master Daoist, I haven't seen you... Wait, I understand..."

  Xiaolan also raised her index finger, obviously colliding with Yi Yao's thoughts.

   "I think what you saw should be the fake Uncle Yi," Xiao Lan said, "When we first arrived, we also met the fake Patriarch Xia Hua..."

   "You met Patriarch Xia Hua?!"

  The three showed shocked expressions at the same time.

   "Yes," Yi Yao said, "That Xia Hua has a strange expression, we judge that it should not be the Patriarch Xia Hua himself."

   "Patriarch Xia Hua was originally with us," Li Muyuan said, "but she went to another world."

   "What?!" Xiao Lan was frightened, "Xia Hua is dead?!"

   "Uh... that's not what I meant," Li Muyuan noticed that his words were ambiguous, "It's a literal meaning. According to our speculation, she was caught in the mirror."

   "Mirror?" Yi Yao narrowed his eyes, "What's going on here?"

   "This...it's a long story," said the Taoist priest, "Mr. Yi, Xiao Lan, how did you two meet?"

   "It's a long story for us," Yi Yao said, pointing to those running weirdos, "Why don't we deal with the things in front of us first, and let's talk about the rest of the things as we walk."

   "Okay," the Taoist chief agreed, "These things should be..."

   "They are corpses in different rooms," Yi Yao said, "that is, potential threats active in this world."

   "That's right," the Taoist priest continued, "Under normal circumstances, their target should be us."

  But now, they ran forward like moths to the flame, as if they couldn't see them at all.

   "There must be something in front," Xiao Lan said, "Let's go and have a look."

   "It happens that our room is also in front," Luo Jiutian said, "Let's go back and bring Miaozhen and Senior Brother Zhuge with us first."

   "They're here too?" Xiao Lan noticed the gray line in Luo Jiutian's hand.

   "Yes," the Taoist priest's footsteps became more and more hasty, and finally started to trot, "I think we should hurry up, I always feel that this place... seems to be disappearing..."