Monument of Life and Death

"It's empty..." Qin Yin stood on tiptoes and carefully looked at the inside of the stone pillar across Xiaolan's shoulders, "But the inner wall is very smooth."

“It seems like it was specially made.” The Taoist priest nodded.

“It always feels very ominous,” Qin Yin took a step back and curled his lips, “Fool, stay away from these things.”

The fool was standing behind everyone with the unconscious Xia Ni on his back. Hearing Qin Yin's words, he nodded obediently and walked to the center of the platform with the half-conscious Wen Ling.

“Has the fragrance changed?” Li Muyuan turned his head and asked Xiang Baomu.

 Baomu sniffed hard, shook his head and said, "I don't think so, it's almost the same as before."

“Can you tell where the smell is coming from?”

 Baomu tried to sniff again, but ultimately failed.

“I can’t tell the difference,” Baomu shrugged his shoulders and said truthfully, “The smell is too weak.”

 Li Muyuan said "Oh", and then added, "It's okay, you are already very good" as if he was worried that Baomu would misunderstand his attitude.

Baomu nodded in despair, but his mind was not actually on Li Muyuan's words.

 Baomu always felt that his perception was deteriorating.

Not only this time, but also several times before, my sense of smell, taste, and hearing... seem to be not as sharp as before.

Why is this?

  Could it be that you are getting old?

Baomu shook his head dejectedly, feeling that he was too funny.

 This is not something I should consider when I am in my early twenties.

“Will the remaining seven stone pillars be the same as this one?” Yi Yao looked at the second stone pillar and asked.

Yi Yao's words interrupted Bao Mu's random thoughts, and he and everyone walked towards the second stone pillar.

Luo Jiutian didn't want to let Jasmine take any more risks. He stepped forward and quickly tapped the surface of the second stone pillar with his fingertips.

Same as before, cracks appeared on the stone pillar in an instant, and then, the surface of the stone pillar began to break.

 But the difference is that this time, the inside of the stone pillar is not empty.

When a vague shape appeared in the gradually shattering stone pillar, everyone held their breath and widened their eyes.

The fragments of gravel peeled off, like the curtain of a good show being opened little by little.

 In the cavity of the stone pillar, there was a person sitting cross-legged.

The man sat steadily in the center of the stone pillar, with his legs crossed and his hands loosely placed on his knees. Even if gravel fell on him, there was no reaction.

His head was drooped, almost to his chest. Almost no one recognized who that person was at the first time.

 Except one person.

 Luo Jiutian.

The moment the man's body was fully exposed, Xiaolan heard the sound of Luo Jiutian sucking in air from the front.

 When everyone saw clearly who it was, they turned their heads and looked at Luo Jiutian with the same ugly expressions.

Luo Jiutian's face was ashen, and the red blood in his eyes was about to burst out.

 A cold silence surrounded them.

The person sitting in the center of the stone pillar is not a living person.

That is Luo Jiutian’s father, Lao Luo.

   ***

Lao Luo stood outside the door and sighed worriedly.

 I don’t know whether I should say the advice I gave to Miss Xiaolan.

 But you can’t do nothing.

 But...I'm worried that Miss Xiaolan will think too much because of what she said...

"Alas..." Lao Luo simply turned around and left the door, "I can't, I can't..." Speaking of which, Lao Luo didn't actually know what dangers there were in that door. He could only feel three things. thing.

 One is that his body is inside that door.

 The second thing is that a traitor appeared among that group of people.

 The third thing is that you can’t enter that door yourself.

 The moment he sensed all this, everyone had already begun to enter the door. Lao Luo could only quickly select a person he absolutely trusted and give her advice.

 Lao Luo looked up at the sky.

The world here is pure white, just opposite to the darkness just now, but it seems the same.

 But Lao Luo knows what the most fundamental difference between the two is.

That is - they have returned to the real world.

 Because Lao Luo, I can feel it...

Lao Luo raised his hand devoutly and waved the soul-inducing flag in his hand.

 The familiar and gentle sound of bells came from a place that was very close yet seemed far away.

 Lao Luo closed his eyes, but saw everything.

Finally found.

Lao Luo walked silently along the direction he saw.

 A few minutes later, Lao Luo erected the soul-inducing flag to his side again. He adjusted his breathing and opened his eyes.

Surrounded by floating booklets, Lao Luo saw Lao Mu's figure among the layers of flying butterflies.

 Lao Mu let go of the pen in his hand. The pen gracefully spun a few times in mid-air and was neatly put back into Lao Mu's side pocket.

 Lao Mu stood up and walked towards Lao Luo. The book moved to both sides, making way for Lord Tianshen.

“Old dog Luo, you are back safely.” Lao Mu looked at Lao Luo with relief. Although there was no smile on his face, his eyes and tone were smiling.

 “Thank you, Lord God,” Lao Luo sincerely thanked him with clasped fists, “Old dog knows, this time I was supposed to be…”

“You want to thank the human **** Wu Ren,” Lao Mu quickly changed back to his usual poker face, “But forget it, you don’t need to thank anyone... Have the things over there been solved?”

"There is no solution," Lao Luo shook his head decisively, "and it is even more dangerous."

 Lao Mu’s handsome brows knitted together deeply.

"what happened?"

 “Lord God, I have something to ask of you.” Lao Luo said.

 Lao Mu retreated a little, hesitated for a long time, and then said, "You want to go to Wu Ren?"

"Exactly," Lao Luo stopped beating around the bush, "The situation is complicated and we need the help of God and Man."

 Lao Mu was still struggling. Seeing his hesitation, Lao Luo quickly added.

"This matter is also related to the disappearance of thousands of deceased people," Lao Luo said hurriedly, "so it is also related to Ming Ting."

 This sentence can be said to hit the nail on the head.

"If you want to meet, then go ahead and meet." Lao Mu turned his back, "Since it is related to Miss Liao, I believe Wu Ren will help you."

Lao Luo was startled for a moment, then asked, "Miss Liao...does the God of Heaven also know about Xiaolan's matter?"

Lao Mu waved his hand with his back to Lao Luo, without answering his question, "I won't go with you. Let Qu Lianfan lead the way for you."

"You..." Lao Luo heard the sound of the office door being pushed open, and knowing that it was another ghost man named Qu Lianfan who had answered the call, he finally asked, "You don't want to know why I'm looking for the Lord Human God?" ?"

"That's your business," Lao Mu sat back in his chair and started working again, "You can handle it yourself."

Qu Lianfan walked over happily and patted Lao Luo on the shoulder.

“Hey! Lao Luo, we meet again! Let’s go, I’m very familiar with Sister Wu Ren!”