Monument of Life and Death

Chapter 1168 Experiment

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 A group of people looked at the Taoist priest like a fool.

Have you decided to commit suicide?

The fool turned his head and asked Luo Jiutian dully, "Did I hear it wrong? Or is it some polyphonic word or something..."

Luo Jiutian's face was as dull as his.

"No," Lao Luo answered on his son's behalf, "What elder brother Dao said is true."

Lao Luo stared into the Taoist priest's eyes, as if he understood what he meant, but he still didn't understand.

"That's the literal meaning," the Taoist priest said, taking out a few charms from his arms, "I wanted to know which one of us that person needed, so I decided to commit suicide."

Baomu pressed his temples, which were twitching, and said, "Tao... Taoist Master, there are many ways to test, don't be so extreme."

"At the moment, this is the fastest way I can think of."

The Taoist priest rolled one of the talismans into a ball and rubbed it in his palm. After a while, he threw the ball of talismans into the air. When the talisman hit the ground, it had turned into an off-white nylon rope.

The Taoist squatted down, picked up the rope, and pulled both ends of the rope to test its strength.

"Taoist Master, you're not going to hang yourself with this thing, are you?" The fool said with wide eyes and disbelief.

"It's not hanging, it's strangulation," the Taoist priest replied rationally, "because there is no place here that can bear the weight."

The fool was speechless.

"Taoist Master, no, strangulation will be very painful," Luo Jiutian looked at the Taoist Master sadly, as if he was looking at him for the last time, "You might as well turn into a knife or a sword or something, and stab yourself to death in one go. It’s less painful.”

The corners of Taoist Priest's mouth twitched, and his eyes looking at Luo Jiutian were full of resentment.

You brat, are you really planning to let me die?

Lao Luo tugged on Luo Jiutian's sleeve and said, "Jiutian, Brother Dao has his own plan, don't talk too much."

Luo Jiutian's father covered his mouth and he could only retreat.

"Okay," the Taoist leader tightened the rope and wrapped it around his neck, "Fool, come here and help me."

"What?" The fool took a big step back, "I won't help, you let Baomu go."

"I'm not going either," Baomu said with displeasure written all over his body, "Why let me go?"

"Oh, you two, stop making trouble and come here to help..."

"Stop arguing, I'll come." Luo Jiutian walked over with a heroic expression on his face. He thought he was the one who was about to die. "Taoist Priest, what do you want me to do? Grab the rope and strangle to death." You?"

The Taoist priest looked at Luo Jiutian, a little hesitant.

After all, judging from this kid's performance just now, he might actually kill himself accidentally.

"Just...grab both ends of the rope with all your strength," the Taoist priest sighed and compromised, "Don't worry, just tighten it hard."

Luo Jiutian pursed his lips, his eyes showing determination and sadness at the same time.

The Taoist priest took a deep breath.

The two got into a stance.

"Okay, Jiutian," the Taoist Master said softly, "Let's begin."

In the next second, nothing happened. Just when the Taoist priest thought that Luo Jiutian still couldn't do it, the rope around his neck suddenly tightened. In an instant, the Taoist priest rolled his eyes and almost saw I arrived at my great-grandmother who had been dead for many years.

The Taoist priest subconsciously touched the talisman in his arms, but halfway through the action, he gritted his teeth and overcame it.

You can't attack and hold back your instincts. This is an experiment, a test. If you break the gong, your suffering will be in vain...

The Taoist priest heard the sound of bones colliding with each other in his throat.

Luo Jiutian seemed to have heard it, and let out a huge whimper. At the same time, the strength of the rope became much lighter, and the Taoist priest could breathe again. The Taoist leader wanted to order Luo Jiutian to continue, but his instinct only drove him to take advantage of this gap to breathe desperately.

Fool and Baomu each held one of his legs and were crying.

No, we can’t fall short.

Just as the Taoist priest was about to speak with difficulty, he heard Lao Luo's irrefutable voice.

"Jiutian! Continue!" Lao Luo stared, as if he had turned back into his stern father, "Can't give up now, continue!"

The Taoist priest felt tears sliding down his cheeks.

It's not that I wanted to cry, it was just a physical reaction, but the pendant next to my legs cried louder.

Luo Jiutian was also crying, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to exert force.

The Taoist priest felt that all his strength was gone. He grasped the edge of the rope feebly. His blurry eyes were as erratic as his soul, and finally fell directly above him.

Above the head is the inverted stone platform.

They now know that it is a Luxiang Mountain.

There are his companions up there.

Qin Yin, Wen Ling, Li Muyuan, Xia Hua...

Are they okay now? I don’t know if I’ll have a chance to see them again…

Suddenly, something seemed to change in his sight.

Is it an illusion?

Before the Taoist priest could use his remaining brain power to think of the answer to the question, suddenly, the whole world trembled violently.

Luo Jiutian used so much force that he looked ferocious, his feet were unstable, and he stumbled to the ground. The Taoist priest in his arms and the fool and Baomu beside his legs also fell, and the four of them fell into a ball.

But soon, Luo Jiutian discovered that he was not the one at the bottom.

When the four of them were struggling, Luo Jiutian felt something soft moving under him. He jumped away from the others and looked over in horror.

Even more frightened.

Xia Ni rubbed his head dizzily and looked at the Taoist priest pressing on him with a confused look on his face.

Oops! It turned out that he hadn't paid attention just now and happened to fall on the unconscious Xia Ni, directly squeezing the poor little boy awake.

I don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing.

"What's going on?" Xia Ni looked at the Taoist priest who fell next to him and was coughing desperately, and then looked around, "Did I faint?"

"Xia Ni, are you okay?" Luo Jiutian looked at the two of them guiltily, "Taoist Master, are you okay?"

The two waved at him at the same time.

"I'm fine," Xia Ni scratched her head, "Where are we? Have I been unconscious for a long time?"

"Things are very complicated," the fool patted the Taoist priest on the back, but it will be fine if you wake up. "

Xia Ni nodded and struggled to get up from the ground, "What's wrong with Taoist Master?"

"I'm fine," the Taoist priest said, his voice hoarse, "It seems...it seems my idea is right."

"What do you think?" Xia Ni looked at them blankly.

"That man won't let us die." Baomu took out a bottle of water and fed it to the Taoist. "This is the result of the Taoist's experiment."

"But, maybe he just needs to use us now," the Taoist priest sat up, and his condition has recovered a lot. "When we no longer have any use value, maybe he will..."