Monument of Life and Death

 Chapter 1130 Absorption

 “Ask the spirit!”

The fool was surprised and frightened at the same time. He hugged Wen Ling at a loss and seemed unable to do anything except call her name.

 The spirit is still in the same state, no matter how much the fool calls, there is no response.

"What's going on?" the fool shouted helplessly, "Is this a reaction to poisoning?"

Xia Ni only heard Wenling’s scream, but couldn’t see Wenling’s current state. He opened his mouth, but didn’t know what to say.

"Brother Fool, don't panic!" At this time, Baomu stood up suddenly. He still had his eyes closed, but turned his head sideways, as if he was listening to something, "The smell of Wenling's body came back, and... I heard a sound .”

 When the fool saw this, he immediately became quiet.

"Strange..." Baomu sniffed, "Brother Fool, have you seen anything strange?"

 “A strange sight?” The fool shook his head blankly, “No.”

 “Isn’t anyone else showing up?” Baomu then asked.

"Others? Of course there are none," the fool said. "Baomu, what did you find?"

"I smell other people's scent," Baomu said, "and...it seems to be the scent of Jiutian."

 “Nine days?” The fool was confused, “What’s the matter with nine days?”

 “I don’t know either, so…”

"etc!"

Before Baomu finished speaking, the fool suddenly shouted and interrupted Baomu. Baomu quickly swallowed what he had just said, pursed his lips and waited for the fool's next reaction.

 The fool's eyes widened and he looked down at Wen Ling in his arms.

Wen Ling's eyes were still wide open, but the red color in his pupils seemed to have become much lighter.

 And it continues to fade.

More importantly, the fool saw countless tiny light spots floating around Wen Ling. Those light spots appeared from under Wen Ling's body, and after swimming gracefully in the air for a while, they attached to Wen Ling's body one by one. , and then disappear.

 Could it be that...this is the source of Jiutian's smell?

The fool tried to stand up and hugged Wen Ling at the same time.

This time he saw that those light spots really emerged from the ground. He didn't know whether the light spots were looking for Wen Ling or whether Wen Ling was absorbing those light spots. In short, the light spots converged on Wen Ling's side and disappeared on her. .

Not only that, these light spots also weakened the red color of Wenling's pupils. They brought back Wenling's smell and life.

"I seem to know where the smell of Jiutian comes from," the fool said slowly, "The spirit of Jiutian is saving the questioning spirit."

"What do you mean?" This time it was Baomu's turn to be confused, "Is Jiutian coming?"

"No, Jiutian didn't come," the fool said softly, "But... do you remember that Wen Ling said that she should stay by Jiutian's side, because Jiutian is destiny and can help her stabilize her spirit."

“Remember,” Baomu said, “So what?”

"So I think that when Wenling was about to die, she realized that Jiutian's spirit was nearby, so... Just like when we were in the hotel, Wenling had to lean against Jiutian. Now, in order to survive, Wenling She instinctively began to absorb the spirit of Jiutian."

“I don’t understand, but Jiutian is not near us.”

"Maybe it's not that they are not nearby, it's just that we can't see them," Xia Ni suddenly said quietly, "I can feel that my sister has always been here, and she is near me, but we can't see it. "

"You mean..." Baomu frowned and said, "Maybe we are in a parallel space?"

"It's not that complicated," the fool said with relief when he saw Wen Ling's condition gradually improved, "Maybe, it's just an illusion."

 “Phantom?”

 “I mean, we are in an illusion.” The fool said one word at a time.

 The cold sweat on the fool's body soaked through his clothes. After he calmed down, the wet clothes clung to his body, arousing goosebumps all over his body.

 The fool feels that his brain has never been so clear.

“Perhaps in the eyes of the mastermind behind the scenes,” the fool said, “we have actually always been together.”

   ***

 The cat-like yellow pupils were like a huge moon, instantly covering the entire space.

Xiaolan stared blankly at that eye.

Suddenly, an empty and sharp pain hit Xiaolan's heart, as if a hand appeared out of thin air. That hand penetrated Xiaolan's chest and easily grabbed her heart. The hand played with it. Her heart was as if it were a model or a toy...

Xiaolan fell to the ground instantly.

"Xiaolan!" Qin Yin screamed and rushed over, "Xiaolan! Close your eyes!" After saying that, Qin Yin fell next to Xiaolan. She covered her chest with a painful expression, opened her mouth and spit out something. Mouthful of blood.

Blood…

 Xiaolan did not close her eyes.

 Her eyes widened.

Everything in front of me seems to have disappeared.

 Something appears again.

 In a daze, everything in Xiaolan's eyes seemed to turn blood red.

 Through the layers of blood-red color, she saw...countless shaky figures.

There are dots of human figures, as if they are holding torches.

Those torches seemed to be pointed at him.

What's this?

Suddenly, a burst of darkness enveloped Xiaolan, and the hallucination and pain suddenly weakened a lot. Xiaolan felt as if her soul had finally returned to her body.

 “Close your eyes quickly.”

Behind him, the Taoist priest's voice came.

It turned out that the Taoist priest covered Xiaolan’s eyes with his hands.

“Taoist Master...” Xiaolan asked weakly, “Are you okay?”

"I'm okay..." The Taoist priest's breath hit the back of Xiaolan's neck, but his voice sounded so far away.

Tao Chang doesn’t sound good.

"Taoist priest, I just saw..."

Xiaolan suddenly didn’t know how to describe it.

 What did you see?

 Do you really know?

 “Did you see...what?” the Taoist priest asked.

"I...I don't know," Xiaolan shook her head, "Taoist priest, please take your hands back and cover your eyes. You sound...very weak."

The Taoist priest didn't insist too much. After a while, the Taoist priest's hand left Xiaolan's eyes. The moment the warm touch disappeared, the pain of being ravaged in his heart became much stronger.

 But, it’s bearable.

Xiaolan closed her eyes, climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and began to look for Qin Yin.

“Sister Xiaoyin, where are you?” Xiaolan felt that her voice sounded far away, “Are you okay?”

 Xiaolan's body began to feel cold.

 She did not hear Qin Yin's reply.

“Sister Xiaoyin?” Xiaolan raised her voice, “Sister Xiaoyin!”

 “Xiaoyin is here!”

Luo Jiutian's voice came from the front left of him. Xiaolan immediately faced there and groped over.

“Brother Jiutian!” Xiaolan shouted, “Are you okay?”

"I'm fine, and so is my dad," Luo Jiutian also shouted, "but Xiaoyin seems to be very serious."

Xiaolan shuddered.

 “What’s wrong with Sister Xiaoyin?”

“She fainted,” Lao Luo said, “but she has stabilized now and her life is not in danger.”

 “Is everyone else okay?”

“Others...are fine too, but Xiaolan, why are you..."

Xiaolan has already walked to Luo Jiutian. She grabbed Luo Jiutian's arm, very confused, "What's wrong with me?"

"Why is there blood on your body," Luo Jiutian said hesitantly?

 (End of this chapter)