Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 250 Crazy?

   "Crack!"

  The sound when it breaks is the same as a normal nail.

  The pair of blood-red nails lost their luster as soon as they left the fingers of the man in black.

   Xiaolan grabbed his nails and glared, her chest violently rising and falling.

  She is very strong, she is angry.

  This was the first thought of the man in black. He did not hesitate, did not miss the broken nails at all, and disappeared in front of the two of them with a twist, disappearing into the night.

  But in fact, Xiaolan was just a little bit collapsed with excessive force. Seeing the man in black finally escaped, she loosened her strength and fell directly to the ground.

   "Xiaolan!" Jasmine quickly helped her up and leaned on herself.

   Xiaolan lowered her head and saw the deep scratches on the palm of Jasmine's palm.

  I must be the same, maybe the wound is deeper.

  But the section is smooth, there is no blood, and the flesh is not turned out, as if a piece of dough has been cut apart.

  The wound caused by the nail is like this.

   "Did he run?" Jasmine hugged Xiaolan, and did not forget to inspect the environment.

   "It should be," Xiao Lan lifted his upper body lightly, looking at the red nails in his hand, "After all, the weapons have been confiscated."

   Jasmine looked down at her palm, "What the **** is this?"

  Said Xiaolan down, as if to lift her clothes.

   "What are you doing?"

   "Take it lightly, let me look at your belly... Here, what should I do? Don’t you hurt?"

  Five crescent-shaped black holes appeared on the lower abdomen that was so white by the moonlight.

   Xiaolan hurriedly pulled over the corner of her clothes to cover the wound.

   "It doesn’t hurt, I’m fine, my wound healed very quickly, but in this way, we know what caused the village chief’s wound."

   Jasmine frowned, "The body of that thing is a phantom, only the nails can touch it, it's not easy to deal with."

   Xiaolan's eyes flashed, and she whispered, "I saw the look of that thing."

   "Who is it?" Jasmine hurried closer.

   "That's what we are looking for, it's all about the fire."

The stunned expression only appeared for a second, and Jasmine immediately calmed down and began to think.

   "When we met him in the afternoon, his condition was very wrong..."

   Xiaolan nodded, "But he didn't have nails at that time, and we could touch his body."

   Jasmine suddenly remembered something, “Dahuo Village has a rule not to go out late at night. Is it just to avoid the monster's attack? Then the person who made this rule must know where the monster is."

  Rules...

   Xiaolan tried to evoke the memory of this rule.

  Murakami’s ancient motto...Go home at night...

  Except...except...

  Except for the days of doing things.

  The two eyes met.

   "For the source of every wood."

  Master Fengmu, Master Seeking Source, the two must know something.

  Jasmine and Xiaolan regretted their deaths. Who would have thought that the most important clue was hidden in the original world.

   By now halfway through the night, the two of them rushed to the Huosimao’s yard without stopping.

  Waiting again.

  The night was silently dizzy, and some white light gradually appeared in the sky. The two of them guarded behind the tree and almost dozed off. With a squeak, the door of Huo Si Mao's house slowly opened.

  The village hasn't awakened yet, and the figure of the man walked out of the house.

  Variously, he could hear a faint "go away" from inside the house. The man didn't answer, turned and closed the door, and walked slowly out of the courtyard.

   Xiaolan and Jasmine suddenly became sober, and desperately covered each other's mouths.

  Huo Si Mao has changed back to the way he met them the previous afternoon.

  It’s just that the limbs are stiffer and the tremors are more severe.

  Without the black cloak and hood, it is still ordinary linen clothes.

  I can't see the appearance of attacking the two with bright nails last night.

  Huo's footsteps were vacant, his eyes didn't seem to be opened, and he moved forward swayingly.

   Xiaolan put the nails that had been taken from him into his arms for later use, and followed Huo Simao far behind. As he walked, another person appeared in the small courtyard on the side of the road.

  It can be vaguely seen that this is also one of the people on the list.

  The man was in the same state as the fire, and quickly walked to his side. The two of them went one after the other, as if they hadn't found each other, pulling their arms and walking forward.

  It's not so much walking, it's like being dragged by some kind of force.

  One more person came.

   Xiaolan and Jasmine got closer. In fact, both of them felt that even if they walked to their side, they would not be noticed.

  The more they follow, the more they feel that something is wrong.

  This direction...

   Isn’t this the direction to the village chief’s house?

   was thinking that the grand courtyard of the village chief’s family had appeared in the field of vision, and the three walking corpses walked straight towards the courtyard.

Mrs.    should be at home at this time.

  The sky is slightly bright, the village chief’s house is not lit, and the house is dim. Is the wife still resting?

  The courtyard door is not locked!

  The three skillfully opened the courtyard door and walked into the courtyard with their sleeves dangling.

   Then, under the shocked gaze of Xiaolan and Jasmine, the three directly opened the door of the house and entered.

  The two clearly saw that the last person who entered did not close the door with his backhand, but the door closed suddenly.

  Go in.

  The two quickly made a decision, quietly opened the door, and the house was quiet.

  Is there no sound at all? It's weird.

   was perplexed, and a black shadow suddenly appeared from the first corner on the left.

  The speed is too fast, Xiaolan can't react, let alone attack.

  The black shadow quickly approached, and soon pushed to Xiaolan, strangling her neck.

  Can't breathe.

The moment    was strangled, Xiaolan could no longer breathe.

  An overwhelming force.

   Xiaolan stretched out his hand and grabbed the arm that was holding him, but both of his hands caught nothing. Like the monster, it was an invisible existence.

  "Xiaolan!..." A vague call came from his ear.

   Very anxious, it's Jasmine.

  Jasmine, come and save me.

  Could it be... Jasmine was also attacked.

  Are you asking for help?

  I will...I will save you...

  The body began to spasm, Xiaolan tremblingly put her hands into her arms, trying to take out the nails.

Nothing at all.

  It's clearly in her arms.

   "Crack——"

  The strength to hold herself increased, Xiaolan seemed to hear the sound of her cervical spine fracture.

   "Xiaolan!"

   Jasmine’s cry, crying.

   Flustered, impatient, and a little angry.

  Can't see Jasmine.

  I may also...

  "Xiaolan! What are you doing!..."

I……

  "Are you crazy! Let go! Liao Yilan!"

crazy?

me?

   Xiaolan strenuously opened her eyes.

  How dark all around.

Isn’t    in the corridor of the village chief’s house?

  The person who strangled himself...

  Who is the end of that hand?

  Is...Fine hairs?

  No, it is not.

   Xiaolan blinked, Huo Si Mao's face changed instantly.

   is the lady.

Neither is   .

  Changed again...Yes, Jasmine.

  Impossible, impossible...

  This face...

  Blood people...

I am going to kill you……

  Aren’t you dead?

  "Wake up! You let go! Xiaolan! I beg you!"

  Huge power, struggling.

   is not your own power.

  Xiaolan closed his eyes, and suddenly opened them again.

  The warm liquid dripped onto the forehead.

  That arm...It's me.

  That face is myself.

   "Xiaolan! You can't die!"

  I can’t die.

   Xiaolan bit her tongue, and the smell of blood instantly filled her mouth.

  Can't die.

  (End of this chapter)