Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 1124 Living Dead Door

   "Very strong light..." The fool scratched his head, "Isn't the light from the flashlight not enough?"

   "The flashlight of the mobile phone is definitely not enough," Wen Ling said, "but if it is that kind of strong flashlight... Maybe it can, in fact, I don't know what the threshold of these eyes can bear."

   "But where can we get a strong flashlight now?" The fool crossed his hips, frowned and thought.

  The way to break the game is thought of, but it leads to new problems.

   Light, where did it come from?

  This is an illusory space specially created for them. There is no sunrise and sunset here, and there is no strong light source that can be used to deal with those eyes.

   "Otherwise... I'll think of another way..."

  Wen Ling hadn't finished speaking when suddenly, a timid voice came from behind the two of them.

   is Baomu.

   "Maybe..." Baomu hesitated for a long time, but decided to say, "Maybe..."

   "Maybe what?"

   "Baomu, do you have a solution?"

   Facing the urgent attitude of the two, Baomu cleared his throat and no longer flinched.

   "I'm thinking..." Baomu raised his voice, "The kind of strong light Wenling said, Son of Light, may be able to do it."

  ***

  Lao Luo hugged Zhuge Shou's body, staring blankly at the blood-red water ahead.

  The spirits of Huang Zhi and Zhuge Shou just disappeared.

   Now he is the only one left.

  Here is covered with blood red that is so thick that it is almost black, and Lao Luo always feels that he has also been dyed blood red.

   Surrounded by a boundless red ocean, only the palm-sized ground under my feet stands alone on the water like a helpless island.

  Lao Luo lowered his head and looked at the spiritual banner in his hand.

  He knew that in a short while, someone would find him through this spirit banner.

  In the short period of time when the whole world was only his own, Lao Luo thought a lot.

  It's about fate, about the future.

  He straightened his back.

  Many things, he thought he had already thought it through, but it wasn't until the future of death was in front of him that he realized that he was actually not that open-minded.

  I don't want to die.

   But these kids...

  Old Luo saw a figure slowly approaching in the distance, and he stood up tremblingly, holding Zhuge Shou's body tightly with his right arm.

  These children, they died so peacefully, so calmly.

  It turns out that I don't see these children clearly.

  Lao Luo sighed and sniffed the smell ahead.

   Yinling Banner brought back his perception, and Lao Luo could feel that he had become as sharp as before.

  He smelled someone coming from ahead.

   That's... two figures.

  Lao Luo shrugged his nose and frowned.

  One of them is a living person?

  How could a living person come here?

  The figures of the two gradually became clear. Lao Luo narrowed his eyes and looked carefully.

  Those two figures, one is tall and slender, and the other seems surprisingly short at first glance, but upon closer inspection, that person seems to be sitting on some kind of mount...

   Is it a wheelchair?

  When the two came to Lao Luo, Lao Luo was observing with a puzzled expression.

   Of these two, one was dressed in a white robe, with long black hair cascading down to his feet, and his indistinguishable face was so beautiful that it made people dumbfounded.

And the other person is a young woman with a gentle face, about twenty-five or six years old, but the tranquility in her eyes does not belong to her age. This person is sitting in a wheelchair, smiling at him Come closer.

   This girl is alive.

  The girl waved her hand lightly at him, and Lao Luo nodded slightly in response.

   Soon, the two came in front of them.

  Looking at Zhuge Shou's body, the long-haired beauty suddenly realized, "Ah...so that's how it is..."

   Listening to the voice, it seems to be a man.

   "Do you recognize my apprentice?" Lao Luo asked hurriedly.

   "Oh no, no, I don't know you," the long-haired beauty waved her hands again and again, "He's the one who brought back your spirit banner, right?"

  Old Luo nodded hesitantly, "Are you from the court?"

   "By the way, let me introduce myself," the long-haired beauty rubbed her hands, "I am Rong Fa, a ghost messenger, and she is Cen Hua."

  Cen Hua smiled and nodded, "Hello."

   "Cen Hua..." Old Romer said this strange name, "You are alive."

  Rong Fa and Cen Hua looked at each other, showing a tacit smile.

   "That's right, Cen Hua is a living person," Rong Fa said, "She is the only living person in the court other than Lao Mu."

  This is the first time I've heard of it.

  Lao Luo was very curious about Cen Hua's identity, but seeing that she didn't intend to introduce herself, he wisely didn't ask.

   "Let's go," Rong Fa waved his hand, "We are here to take you out of here."

   "Yes... Did God send you here?" Lao Luo took a step forward and felt that the strength in his body seemed to have returned.

   "Of course," Rong spread his hands, "after all, only we can do this job."

  Old Luo paused before asking, "Why do you say that?"

"Because this broken place is really vicious." Rongfa stretched out his slender and tender index finger, and pointed at the surroundings casually, "Only the dead can open the entrance here, but only the living can open the exit here." ...You said, isn't this obviously embarrassing."

   Only the dead can enter, and only the living can exit.

   Which means…

  The first thought that popped into Lao Luo's mind was—in this way, Zhuge had already passed away before entering this world.

   "But if you say that," Lao Luo asked, "how did Cen Hua get in?"

   "Cen Hua is not within reincarnation and is not restricted by these rules," Rongfa said with a bit of pride, "Amazing!"

   "Awesome..." Lao Luo's tone seemed to be perfunctory, but in fact he said the truth, "Then can we go out?"

   "Yes, we can go out if we keep up with Cen Hua," Rong Fa said, "We are equivalent to being stuck on a bug, and Cen Hua is that bug, so you understand?"

   "What... starling?"

"Forget it, you're old, so I didn't expect you to understand," Rong Fa rolled his eyes, "Hold that corpse in your arms, don't let it go...he will come in handy later. "

   "Zhuge?" Lao Luo was even more confused, "Zhuge has already left... Could it be that his spirit is still there?"

   "Hmm... he's gone, he must have been reincarnated," Rong Fa said, "He's important because he's a corpse."

"I do not quite understand you…"

   "Oh, you'll understand later," Rongfa said impatiently, "Okay, okay, Cen Hua is going to open the door, get ready!"

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  (end of this chapter)