Monument of Life and Death

Chapter 1162 Listen

 This is the real world.

Xiaolan laughed hoarsely.

 What exactly are you going through?

Seeing Xiaolan sitting on the ground silently for a long time, Qin Yin and Wenling glanced at each other worriedly, and both calmed down, intending to give Xiaolan some time to accept.

Xiaolan thought deeply and sniffed hard.

The surroundings are filled with a strong smell of plants, so strong that it is almost pungent.

Xiaolan raised her hand and tapped her temple.

This smell is also somewhat familiar.

 Xiaolan shook her head.

 There are so many familiar feelings that Xiaolan can’t believe her own feelings now.

Xiaolan sighed, put her hands on the ground again, and prepared to stand up.

 A strange feeling suddenly crossed Xiaolan's skin.

Xiaolan's movements suddenly stopped, and her eyes suddenly widened.

Qin Yin and Wen Ling looked at Xiaolan's appearance and stood up straight.

 “Xiaolan, what’s wrong?”

 “What did you find?”

Xiaolan first raised her hand and looked at her palm, and then looked at the ground beneath her.

"its not right…"

“What’s wrong?” Qin Yin hurriedly came to Xiaolan’s side and looked from her perspective, “What did you see?”

Xiaolan rubbed her palms, lowered her head and sniffed, her brows furrowed tightly.

“It’s so strange,” Xiao Lan finally raised her head and looked at the two of them, “The ground here is very wet, but when I put my hand on the ground just now, I didn’t feel it, even...even..."

Before Xiaolan could finish speaking, Qin Yin and Wen Ling squatted down and touched the wet ground. Not long after, they both raised their heads at the same time and looked at Xiaolan in confusion.

“It feels very moist to the touch,” Qin Yin said softly, “Or, Xiaolan, what other feeling are you referring to...”

 What Xiaolan wanted to say was swallowed back by her.

She put her hands behind her back and thought quietly.

I just wanted to say that not only did I not feel the moisture in the land, I couldn't even feel the existence of the land beneath me.

 When Xiaolan's hands touched the ground, what she felt was not solid and moist soil, but an indescribable feeling of emptiness supported by some kind of force.

 But Qin Yin and Wenling said there was nothing wrong here.

Xiaolan lowered her gaze and no longer looked directly into their eyes.

 Either you have a problem with yourself, or the two people in front of you have a problem.

What's more, the two insist that this is the real world, but they can't accept it no matter what...

Xiao Lan thought and stood up from the ground. Qin Yin and Wen Ling followed Xiao Lan's movements and watched Xiao Lan's reaction intently.

Xiaolan took a few steps back, raised her head, and looked at the sky.

 The top of the head is a dense tree crown, with countless green leaves intertwined and scattered, and only a small piece of pale sky can be glimpsed through the narrow gap.

Suddenly, a transparent water droplet fell from the leaves above the head and fell straight into Xiaolan's eyes.

 Before the water droplets fell, Xiaolan closed her eyes subconsciously.

 But the expected coldness did not appear.

Xiaolan opened her eyes, lowered her head, and the water droplet streaked down her face.

 But, there is no feeling.

Xiaolan looked at the corner of her clothes that was wet by the water droplet in shock.

 I have lost my sense of touch.

 Is it really your own problem?

At this time, another fresh smell of earth entered Xiaolan's nose.

 You can smell the smell of the world.

 Be able to see what the world is like.

 But there is no touch, and…

 Xiaolan turned her head sideways and raised her ears.

The trees are swaying slightly, and there should be a gentle breeze passing through the forest.

 But, can’t hear. Xiaolan could only hear the voices of the three of them, but could not hear anything about the woods.

“Can you hear the sound here?” Xiaolan murmured.

"What's the sound?" Qin Yin looked around warily, "I didn't notice it."

“Xiao Lan probably didn’t mean that,” Wen Ling looked into Xiao Lan’s eyes and said, “Xiao Lan seems to be in trouble.”

“I can’t hear the sound here, and I can’t touch the things here,” Xiaolan said softly, “I don’t know what’s going on.”

 Qin Yin and Wen Ling exchanged glances.

“Did something happen to you?” Wen Ling asked.

Xiaolan frowned, tilted her head and thought, "No."

"It's really weird," Qin Yin scratched his head, "And I don't know where this is."

Xiaolan sighed and took a few steps forward, but her feet suddenly slipped and she almost fell over.

Qin Yin and Wen Ling hurriedly came over to support her. Xiaolan stood firm and looked down at the place where she had just stepped.

 The light red ground is covered with fine weeds, and a bit of smooth black is exposed among the red and green.

Xiaolan squatted down and reached out to touch the black piece.

 The sudden coldness from her fingertips tugged on Xiaolan's nerves, and Xiaolan couldn't help but shiver.

have a feeling.

Although Xiaolan still couldn't feel the soil and grass blades next to it, Xiaolan could feel the black patch.

 Furthermore, it’s a familiar touch.

 Some associations emerged in Xiaolan's mind. She held her breath and gently swept away the red soil around her.

 Bone dish.

 The moment he saw the object, its name came out of Xiaolan's memory.

 This is a special prop that I got during the Ten Days Banquet.

 Its function is to bring things in dreams back to reality.

Xiaolan dug out the whole bone dish and stared at it blankly.

"What is this?" Qin Yin looked at the bone plate, then at Xiao Lan, then turned to Wen Ling and said, "Looking at Xiao Lan, it seems that he has seen this thing before."

 Wen Ling said nothing, only nodded.

Xiaolan grabbed the bone plate and stood up numbly.

The moment he stood up, countless noises flooded into Xiaolan's ears.

Xiaolan opened her mouth and listened in shock.

 Shasha…shasha…

The breeze blows through the forest, and the leaves rustle down.

 When the shoes are stepped on the ground, they make the sound of friction between the soil and the soles of the shoes.

　　I can hear myself.

"I can hear it," Xiaolan's eyes widened, but her eyes were a little dull, "I can hear the sounds of this world."

“That’s great,” Qin Yin only grinned happily for a second, then quietly suppressed her smile, “But why did it suddenly..."

All of this is too unconventional and difficult to understand.

Xiaolan lowered her head and looked at the bone plate. After a while, she raised her head and looked around.

 Finally, I remembered where the familiarity that had been lingering around me came from.

this world.

 This is the world in the last level of the Ten-Day Banquet.

   ***

 “Asleep again?”

 Everyone is no longer shocked, but feels helpless.

 Luo Jiutian and Taoist Master nodded.

"Otherwise..." the fool said, "Jiutian, or let the Qianyuan Dragon come out again? Maybe Xiaolan will wake up..."

What a bad idea.

Luo Jiutian rolled his eyes and said, "If I force the phone to shut down again, my Qianyuan may not be able to bear it."

 Thanks to Sakura Tao for the reward! (,,ω,,`)