Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 257 Butterfly and Corpse

  What are you doing?

   Even though Xiaolan thought so, she secretly increased her strength, and finally, two slender bright yellow lights cast into her eyes.

  What's in front of me, small, colorful, flicking fan.

   "Look at me now!...what should I do, I have become like this!..."

  Jasmine’s voice actually came from this object.

  The thing stood on the tip of Xiaolan’s nose, the lake-blue wings reflected dazzlingly under the light, and the two antennae swayed up and down, and Jasmine’s urgent call came from it.

  "What do you think I have become?...I can't see, why...How come I seem to have become..."

  "Butterfly?!" Xiaolan was stunned, "You...you have become a butterfly?!"

  Also...is there any such operation?

  "Have I really changed? Did you see me as a butterfly?"

   Xiaolan nodded slowly, and then wondered, "Then I am..."

  Looking around, the breeze lifted the curtains, and immediately fell down again, wisps of dim light spilled on him, the floor was old, the rocking chair creaked, time covered all of this with thick dust.

  I remember it here.

  Xiaolan's hands are cold and her scalp is numb.

  Here is Granny Huoyu’s balcony, Granny Huoyu’s rocking chair and gauze curtain.

  And myself...sit in a chair.

   "I am Huoyu Granny!"

  For a while, Xiaolan and Jasmine were both silent.

  One became a butterfly, and the other became a dead person.

  Is this the best? !

  Pangdun, you’re afraid you’ve clicked it wrong!

   "What to do? What to do!..." Jasmine's scream came out of the little butterfly.

   "Jasmine, Jasmine is calm," Xiaolan wanted to raise her hand to comfort her, but didn't lift it up, "He said this is the best, and there must be his reason."

   "Then how should we investigate, you are dead, you can't move..."

   "Aren't you able to move." Xiaolan said as she tried to move her arm.

   Jasmine waved her fiercely with her wings, "What's the use of me moving? Can I investigate, can I hit someone?!"

   "I...I can't move," Xiaolan's little finger on her right hand began to tremble, "I think I can still control this body, don't panic, let's discuss how to save Madam."

  It’s too early to discuss this. The two decided to take a few steps back and discuss how to proceed.

   "Can you really move?" Jasmine asked, stopping on the joint of Xiaolan's right middle finger.

   "Look at me, fingertips," Xiaolan flaunted the movements she had finally practiced. "You can move with a little harder. After a while...it is estimated that you will become a normal person."

   "But when they see you, they will treat you like Granny Huoyu, right?" Jasmine said, "Even though they didn't even know Granny Huoyu's death, the way she was before she left..."

  Like a ghost, Xiaolan was not polite and thought angrily, but of course he didn't say anything.

  "Advise Madam, control Huozhen, we can't do these things," Jasmine said in a slightly negative tone, "Are you let this world collapse? What does the little fat man mean when he says this is the last time?"

   "This may be our last chance." Xiaolan said calmly.

What happens if    fails?

  Will you be locked up somewhere, waiting for your partner’s rescue?

  Still stuck here until the king’s tower is completely destroyed?

  Of course, it is also possible that he will die directly.

  The last chance, even if you are a rock, you can’t give up.

   "Jasmine, you first fly out to take a look at the situation outside now, and which day is going on," Xiaolan quickly commanded, "I will work harder to see if I can stand up."

  Jasmine accepted the setting unhappily, and flew out with her big wings.

  Xiao Lanwu exerted himself, feeling that he was robbing control of his body little by little.

   Arm, I can move.

  Look at the legs next...

   "Xiaolan!" Jasmine's cry sounded from the living room again.

  The graceful butterfly wings were turned into gliding wings by her, and Jasmine swooped into the balcony like a colorful dart.

  I didn't expect Jasmine to fly so well.

  "What did you see?" Xiaolan turned her head abruptly, her neck squatted, and the bones of the cervical spine could move, and severe pain followed.

   Xiaolan grinned and found that her expression can be controlled freely.

  "Madam's yard gate..."

   "You all flew to the yard of Madam's house?!" It took less than five seconds.

"you shut up."

"Ok."

   "The gate of Madam's yard is full of people," Jasmine stopped on Xiaolan's shoulder, "What are you discussing? Maybe it was just discovered that the village chief was dead, or at that time."

  "Did you see Fengmu seeking the source?"

   "No, I will go out and have a look."

   Jasmine waved her wings violently, and even a small whirlwind blew across Xiaolan's face.

  Does this Jasmine consider herself an eagle?

   Soon, Jasmine cried and flew back.

   is too fast, this is too fast.

  Is flying so convenient? It's faster than running.

  "They are here, and the sixth child, they entered the village chief’s house together...Should I fly in and have a look?"

   "Don't... don't, Jasmine," Xiaolan tried to twist her neck back, "What if you get caught?"

   Xiaolan said it too politely. In fact, what she thought in her heart was what to do if you were shot to death.

   "If you can't, you won't," Jasmine turned around twice, "This identity is pretty easy to use, you can work hard, I'll listen to it."

   Xiaolan tilted her neck and watched Jasmine quickly draw a blue arc. She disappeared before she could say her words to discourage her.

   But I didn’t expect it.

  Jasmine did not come back after this time.

  As soon as five minutes passed, Xiaolan began to worry.

what happened? Have you talked for so long? At Jasmine's level, he should have been discovered long ago. Wouldn't he come back if he was discovered? Isn't it? ...

   Xiaolan moved her feet in horror.

  Jasmine won't pounce first, right? God, Luo Jiutian will kill me.

I don’t know if it’s because of the anger or something else, Xiaolan couldn’t wake up the muscles of her legs anyway, and her upper body slowly became controllable. The legs were still unconscious, and Xiaolan was thrown upside down by the rocking chair.

  "Bah...pooh...pooh..."

   took another mouthful of ashes.

  She grabbed the ground and crawled forward a little bit. Fortunately, the strength of her hands had returned to normal, enough to support her movement.

  Vaguely remember...There seems to be a green bamboo wheelchair in the corner of the living room.

  Climbed very fast, Xiaolan was very satisfied. After a while, the used wheelchair had become Xiaolan's new mount.

  Go out first to see what's going on...

  I have been idle for so long, but the wheelchair is still smooth and smooth, and it can even accelerate, which is a good thing.

   "Crack—"

   Xiaolan came to the door, and just happened to ran into Fengmu Qiuyuan and the old six people talking and walking out of the village chief’s compound.

  And the sixth man held a delicate bamboo and rattan small cage in his hands, and it was Jasmine who flopped desperately in the small cage!

  (End of this chapter)