Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 264 Breeding

  "Raise seeds?" Xiaolan repeated.

   Jasmine hissed, and the two of them stood by and watched quietly as Oscar snorted and snorted, while circling the woman, the dry sound from the woman's throat slowly calmed down.

  This may be simultaneous interpretation.

  Listening to Oscar’s interpretation, the color of Jasmine’s wings gradually changed.

  This is something Xiaolan did not expect.

"First of all, she said that breeding is the root of everything." Jasmine straightened out her thoughts. "This world hasn't seen a full moon for a long time. Seeking for the source will definitely not miss this opportunity. Tonight, he will try his best to vote. Raise a new seed."

  A bunch of new words, Xiaolan didn't understand, but Xiaolan didn't say it, and kept listening.

   "Madam’s womb is his seed fetus, but the wife is about to awaken, and the village head also accepted her seed fetus. Seeking for the source is about to lose this seed fetus, so..."

   "Is the child seeking source in Madam's belly?" Xiaolan finally understood a little.

This……

  But the village chief accepted it himself, and they have nothing to say.

   "You can't lose your seed." After Jasmine said this, the strange noise in the woman's throat and Oscar's snoring stopped.

   "If you can't lose it, you must kill it?" Xiaolan thought of the lonely chubby who was twisting the Rubik's Cube alone, "It's his child anyway..."

   "The seed fetus is not his child," Jasmine conveyed Oscar's understanding of the woman's meaning, and the woman's voice became excited again, "The seed fetus... is his food and his enemy."

  Food.

   Xiaolan suddenly felt cold in her upper body.

  Is this evil?

  Such a pure evil, it makes people feel terrified.

   "Eat... food?" Jasmine also stammered after asking.

   "Ah...ah..."

   "Snoring, snoring..."

"She...she said," Jasmine even forgot to wave her wings. "Eating her own seed fetus is a way to grow stronger. That's why he will find ways to breed them everywhere, but if the seed fetus was not caught by him when he was a child Devour it, when he grows up... will be the one who killed him, the madam’s child, is the only fetus that has escaped."

  So, in reality, the wife and the child survived, at least...Little Pangdun survived.

  That’s why Xiao Pangdun can become the person who guards the second floor of the tower.

  It's just that...all survived, how did this world come into being?

   "No matter what it is, this world repeats itself, giving Qiuyuan a chance to become stronger again," Jasmine translated, her voice getting lower and lower, "I think that saving their mother and child is the most important thing."

  After saying this in one breath, the woman looked very tired.

   Xiaolan was a little embarrassed, but insisted on asking, "What's your name?"

  For a long time, the woman made a sound similar to swallowing saliva.

   "Snoring, snoring..."

   "Bai Su," Jasmine looked at Xiaolan, "She said her name is Bai Su."

After    asked about something, Bai Su didn't speak anymore.

  The two had just recovered from their shock, Xiaolan glanced at the time, and suddenly realized that it was late at night.

  The time for Qiuyuan and Xia Meng to meet is almost up.

  I thought that seeking the source was simply lust, but now it seems that tonight’s date is far less simple.

  The rare night of the full moon, the infatuated girl delivered to the door.

  Xia Meng will definitely become the target of seeking the source and the container of the next seed!

   Pursuing the tragic fate of the container.

  Before leaving, Jasmine scatters a circle around Bai Su. Although there is no protective effect, if there is real power to try to invade, Jasmine in the distance will be able to sense it for the first time.

  The two took advantage of the night and hurried to the abandoned house in the south of the village.

  I don’t know how many women and children he has killed.

  Most women, before dying, love him blindly and loyally.

Mrs.    fled, and met the village chief who really liked herself, and the two bred their children with love.

  But Madam has two sides.

  Despite everything, we must stand firm and resist; while being manipulated, there is nothing we can do.

   Xiaolan, dominated by anger, almost forgets that the purpose of this trip is to test, not attack.

  It was still Jasmine who saw the gloom in her eyes and reminded it on her shoulder that Xiaolan recalled it reluctantly.

   "You still have to be careful," Jasmine said warily, bending over Xiaolan's ear, "I don't think it's that simple."

  Xiaolan actually feels like this.

   "You hide in my clothes," Xiaolan lifted up the coat on the right. "The point is that you have to be fine, and even if there is anything...we have to go."

  The mistake he made without knowing it sent Xia Meng to Qiuyuan.

  If Xia Meng also had this ending...

  I can’t forgive myself.

   Jasmine hesitated for a moment, but flew into Xiaolan's arms and stopped quietly on her sweater pocket.

  In the silent and empty night, only the moonlight shone on the two of them, and the squeaking of the wheelchair against the fallen leaves rang all the way. There was plenty of time, but Xiaolan was too panicked.

  Although she was hiding on the right side of her body, Jasmine could still hear the rapid heartbeat in Xiaolan's body.

  As the distance shortens, the panic of what is about to happen becomes stronger.

  Xia Meng must not have an accident.

  In the distance, that small and dilapidated abandoned house appeared in the moonlight.

The moonlight gave the abandoned house a layer of furry whiteness, the eaves of the abandoned house were dilapidated, the wall panels fell off, the structure of the house collapsed or sunk, standing crookedly behind the haystack, illuminated by the moon, it looked like a corpse The ghost poked out his hand from the ground.

Sweat oozes out of his body, but reason still forces Xiaolan to slow down.

  The friction of the wheelchair really cannot be covered...

   "You must be careful." Jasmine's voice trembled with solemnity.

   Xiaolan turned her wheelchair and approached the quiet hut like a dead thing inch by inch.

  It looks like...They haven't come yet.

  The dark-brown wooden door hanging crookedly on the door frame is half open. Where the hole is broken, the exposed sharp corners of the wooden thorns have been smoothed by time.

  There are no windows in the house, nor a trace of light.

  There is still about an hour before the appointment time between the two, so you can still make some preparations.

   "Is there really no one?" Jasmine couldn't see what she looked like, so she could only ask in a worried tone.

   Xiaolan gently pushed open the crumbling door, "At least it seems to be, are we going to lie in ambush in the house?"

   "What's in the house?"

  Looking at the faint moonlight, Xiaolan shook her wheelchair and stepped into the darkness of the room.

   "Wait a minute, I still can't see clearly...well, I can see some of them, like empty houses...huh?"

  The sound of something falling down came from my feet.

  He seems to have kicked something.

  Xiaolan grabbed the wheelchair armrest with one hand, and groped under her feet with the other.

  A cylindrical stick with texture.

Is    the sound it makes?

   Xiaolan picked up the thing, stepped back a certain distance, and looked at it in the moonlight.

  (End of this chapter)