Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 292 Calling in the middle of the night

   "We seem to be turning." March grabbed the corner of Maple Sugar and looked around nervously.

   "We are going up," Maple Sugar smiled, "It should be almost to the first floor."

  A dim white light is faintly visible in the front.

  The three of them speeded up their pace and walked over. This long corridor came to an end. When it turned, bright sunlight came over.

  The three of them couldn't help covering their eyes.

   "Light!" March's voice trembled with excitement, "There is light!"

  This is a gallery-like passage.

  Behind the three of them was a flower window several meters high. The end of the passage in front seemed to be a ruin, and sunlight poured in from the open hole.

   "There are paintings," February walked down the corridor and looked at the oil paintings hanging on the wall, "Every one is different..."

  Happy girls, happy children.

  The painting here is full of joy.

   "Here, there should be a painting too," Maple Sugar pointed to the vacant position, "The traces of the painting are still there."

  Maple syrup said, stretched out his hand to stroke the wall, the moment the fingertip touched the wall, the sound of the machine movement sounded from behind the wall.

  The black door reappeared.

   "This... do you want to go in?" Sanyue glanced at the maple syrup.

  A joyful gallery.

  An empty black door.

  Maple Sugar only thought for a moment, and then led the two men into the Black Gate resolutely.

  The palm-shaped wall lamp illuminates the darkness.

  The ground under the feet has an obvious slope.

  The three of them were confused, but silently silenced.

   "There is a door in front." February glanced at the maple syrup.

  At the end of the black path, there is a vermilion wooden door.

  Maple syrup tapped his fingers, and the door creaked open.

  Empty square cabin.

  The room behind the shimmering curtain.

  Maple syrup led the two of them straight in, and at a glance they saw the Rubik's Cube placed under the lamp.

   "This Rubik's Cube is just a bit short." San Yue said.

   "Then we'll twist it."

   Maple syrup said, stretched out his hand to pick up the Rubik's Cube and twisted it. The moment the cube returned to its origin, the surroundings changed instantly.

  ***

  "After that, we found ourselves by the pond in the garden," Maple Sugar looked at everyone, "In fact, we don't quite understand it. Is this already the third floor?"

   "It should be because we have already passed the first two floors, so for the people behind, there is only an empty room." The Taoist said slowly.

"But your kid has a lot of energy," the idiot smiled, adjusting the atmosphere. "When I was with a pineapple, I was always sick and like a chicken. Now my condition is better. You wouldn't be pretending... …"

  Maple syrup smiled weirdly, and said nothing.

  Tonight, they decided not to separate anymore.

  The boys sat on the floor, and the girls huddled on the bed.

   "You go to bed first," the Taoist master glanced at the wall clock, "I and Jiutian will watch for two hours first, and then wake up..."

   "Let’s change to the three of us afterwards," Maple and February and March exchanged glances, "We can keep it for three hours."

   "Then change us next." Jasmine raised the hands of Xiaolan and Bai Su.

   Nine days grinned and said, "You don’t need it, girls should take a good rest."

   "No," Jasmine said, not to be outdone, pointing to Xiaolan, "I can't let her fall asleep. She always has nightmares and talks in sleep, which is very scary."

   Xiaolan looked dumbfounded.

  Do I have one?

  Several people laughed and agreed to Jasmine's insistence.

  When Xiaolan woke up, it was already late at night.

  No one awakened her. A dream broke. Xiaolan woke up naturally. After looking at the side, Bai Su was still asleep, Jasmine's eyelashes began to tremble, and she seemed to be about to wake up.

   glanced at the wall clock, his duty time was already half an hour late.

  Maple Sugar did not wake them up.

   Leaning against the corner of the wall in February and March, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

  Maple Syrup fixedly looked out the window.

   "Brother Maple Sugar," Xiaolan whispered, "You go to sleep, we wake up."

   shook Jasmine's arm as she spoke.

   "Well, yes..." Jasmine sat up with her eyes narrowed, "We are awake."

   February and March waved in embarrassment, "No, little girl, you go to bed, we are not sleepy."

   "No way, big brother," Jasmine scratched her hair, "you all seem to be fainting, you are welcome, we will be on the two-hour shift, and then we will call them."

  Jasmine pointed at Fool and Baomu.

  No more insistence in February and March, closing my eyes, a sound of even breathing soon sounded.

   Seeing Maple Sugar closed her eyes, Xiaolan patted her face to cheer up, and then turned sideways and rubbed the groggy Jasmine a few times.

   "I... I lied..." Jasmine muttered with her eyes half open, "I'm so sleepy... I'm so sleepy... sleepy... sleepy... sleepy..."

  The irrational Jasmine is so cute.

  Thinking about this, Xiaolan pulled Jasmine's face directly, so she instantly became sober and gave Xiaolan a punch.

  The two leaned back against the head of the bed, sometimes looking out the window, sometimes looking at the sleeping Bai Su.

  It seems that there is still a long time before dawn.

  The rotten person, will he show up tonight?

  The Jasmine beside her suddenly started to move.

   "What's wrong?" Xiaolan helped her lift the quilt.

   Jasmine lightly touched and pointed to the bathroom, "Go to the toilet."

   "Wait!" Xiaolan grabbed Jasmine's arm, "Can you not go to the bathroom? I have a psychological shadow."

   Jasmine looked at her with an expression of "Let's go crazy", hesitated for a few seconds, and sat back.

  Time slips away a little bit.

  For some reason, looking at the clock ticking, Xiaolan became more anxious.

  Does it...I want to go to the bathroom too?

   touched his stomach, it seemed not.

  I always feel that something is approaching.

   Xiaolan looked at the window vigilantly. The rotten monster appeared here on the first night.

  At the time, he thought it had gone to Xiaoyin’s room, but now it seems that it should have found Lao Luo directly.

  If it appears again...

  咝——咝——

  Something is approaching.

   There is a distant buzzing sound in the air.

  Jasmine also heard it, and the two sat up with stiff expressions.

"small……"

there's noise!

  "Xiao...Xiaolan..."

  That voice.

   is calling his name.

   "Should we wake them up," Jasmine grabbed Xiaolan's wrist, "Someone is approaching."

   Xiaolan nodded heavily, and was about to shake the others, but the voice suddenly became clear.

  "Daoist! Xiaolan! Luo Jiutian! Come on!"

  All the people in the room woke up in shock.

   "Yes... it's a small tone!" Xiaolan shouted, "It's a small tone's voice!"

  Is Xiaoyin nearby?

   Xiaolan rushed to the window, but the sound did not come from here.

  Everyone woke up, following the call of Xiaoyin, diverted their eyes a little bit.

   "Xiaolan? Can you hear? Luo Jiutian? Can't you hear? Hello?..."

  A circle of people’s heads gathered next to Luo Jiutian’s backpack.

   "It seems..." Luo Jiutian tremblingly lifted the bag, "Damn it, it seems like the sound inside."

  (End of this chapter)