Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 329 Bells

  A very absurd idea popped up in Xiaolan's mind.

  At this time, can she still make a joke?

  But soon, Xiaolan judged from Qin Yin's expression that she was not joking.

  She is serious.

   "Sister Xiaoyin," Xiaolan said softly, "Did you forget the pineapple and maple syrup?"

  Qin Yin's eyes swept across them, and finally fixed on Dao Master.

  Dao Chang did not say a word, only frowned.

  "Am I..." Qin Yin shrank his neck with a guilty conscience.

  The leader nodded, "You have forgotten something again."

   "This time...is it important?"

   Xiaolan opened her mouth and looked surprised.

   "Same as before," Dao Chang looked at each other with the fool and Baomu. "For you, it's the best thing to forget."

  Qin Yin exhaled, opened his left arm and took the sluggish Xiaolan into his arms.

   "Why do you have a **** expression, isn't it normal to forget things?"

   "Sister Xiaoyin, but..." Xiaolan grabbed the corner of Qin Yin's clothes, "How can I forget it all at once, obviously..."

"Oh, you are still young," Qin Yin patted her head, "I will understand when you are at my age. How can I remember so many things? If I remember all of them, then my brain will be early exploded."

   "But..."

   "Xiaoyin will forget the things that make him unhappy," the Taoist euphemistically said, "including this."

  Qin Yin leaned against the pillow carelessly, "Why do I remember the unhappy things..."

  I was still hesitating how to explain to Qin Yin, now it’s good, Qin Yin’s self-healing function has cleared all the memories of pineapple maple sugar out of his mind.

  Qin Yin is still the carefree Qin Yin.

  At night, Xiaolan lay on her small bed, looking at Qin Yin who was sleeping on the opposite side, with doubts and envy in her heart.

  It would be great if I could forget the sad things like this.

  Qin Yin's even breathing sound waved into Xiaolan's ears. Her complex emotions quickly settled down, and her brain stopped turning. After a while, she closed her eyes groggyly.

   soon fell asleep.

  Everything that happened in the King’s City revolved in a dream like a revolving lantern, the fire village, the untouchable camp, the necromancer... countless thrilling moments flashed back like a replay.

  In her dream, she faced Wangshen alone.

  They confronted each other, one end was Fitz sitting on the throne and controlling the black bird, and the other end was her alone.

  The black bird came, approached, surrounded himself in the middle of the black water with a pungent rancidity and sizzling corrosive sound.

   "Liao Yilan."

"it's me……"

"I'm coming."

  Xiaolan couldn't understand a little bit.

   is "I'm coming", not "You're coming".

  But Xiaolan replied, "I'm here."

  Black water is approaching.

   Xiaolan moved her toes and quickly opened her backpack.

  Perhaps, the Taoist master left me a spell.

  Perhaps, you can call your baby.

  Perhaps, I can beat it.

   Jingle Jingle...

  She heard something.

   Jingle Jingle...

  The sound seemed to come from a distance, and it seemed...from the hand.

  She shook her backpack and the bell rang.

What is   ?

  Ignoring the black water that had spread to her feet, Xiaolan fumbled for her backpack.

   caught it.

   Jingle Jingle...

  Metal texture, the edges and corners have been polished.

   Xiaolan took out the thing.

   Jingle Jingle!

  This sound is extremely clear.

  It's not like a sound in a dream.

   Xiaolan held the metallic object, and the bone-chilling cold instantly swept her.

  After that, another sound broke into the ear.

  Hoo——Hoo——Hoo——

  Qin Yin’s breathing.

  窸窸窣窣……

  Someone!

   Xiaolan suddenly opened his eyes, and a gap was revealed in the white gauze curtain. Moonlight spilled in through the gap, reflecting the outline of the human figure beside Xiaolan's bed.

   Xiaolan's scalp was numb.

  Dingling...dingling...

  The strange noise was still there, Xiaolan grabbed the head of the bed, with one face, and saw the golden bell on the bedside table.

  Dingling...

  The bell lay quietly on the corner of the table, without moving, but a crisp sound came out of the core.

  However, Xiaolan let go of his mind inexplicably.

  This is the bell that Kanai left for herself.

  This person by the bed...

   "You are over," Jianai's voice was a little dumb, "Very well, soon, did you beat Fitz?"

   "It's not me," Xiaolan said slowly, afraid of waking Qin Yin, "I can't beat him."

   "The king city... now is back in the hands of the witch," Kanai played with a bell, "this ending, for the king city, should be the best ending."

   "Gana," Xiaolan sat up her upper body, "I...what is the relationship between me and the queen?"

  Kana was wearing a red silk scarf on her head. She raised her eyes and stared at Xiaolan, "Xiaolan, as long as you know that you are just yourself, that's enough."

   Xiaolan looked at Jiana with a stiff expression.

   "But I..." Xiaolan scratched her hair, "I need my own identity."

   "Even if the truth is not what you want to face?"

   Xiaolan hesitated.

  Is choosing to meet the truth with bruises and bruises? Or choose to forget the sadness as quickly as Qin Yin?

  Don’t want it.

  Unexpectedly, Jiana laughed out loud.

   "I know how you feel," Jianai reached out and raised Xiaolan, "I will look like this when she walks away, but believe me, time will always change everything."

   "She... is the queen?"

  Jana nodded, "She always said-I hope to see herself burning for the royal city."

  Burning for the royal city.

   "Could it be that she is just someone who looks very similar to me?"

   "Why bother with her identity?" Jianai's face turned away from the moonlight, Xiaolan couldn't see her expression at the moment.

  "I want to know who I am." Xiaolan said heavily.

  Gana was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

  "In the future, when you understand that, don't regret your persistence at the beginning," Jianai suddenly brought her face to Xiaolan's eyes, "don't be like her."

  After speaking, the bells of the night stopped abruptly.

   Xiaolan blinked.

When    opened his eyes again, only Qin Yin, who was still asleep, was left in front of him, as well as the shallow pit that was pressed out by Jianai beside his mattress.

  At the beginning, Jiana said that if she wanted to see her, she would ring the bell.

  Now it seems that this is not something for myself.

  This is clearly the detector that Jianai kept by her side for the convenience of determining her position.

  But Xiaolan didn't say anything. She stared at Qin Yin's peaceful sleeping position for a while, relaxed her back, and lay back under the quilt.

When   woke up again, the companions had already gotten up.

  Today is the day to leave. Everyone is busy packing up their belongings. Although they have lost almost all of them, they just collected them and found that there were still a few bags of things to take away.

  Until check-out, no one met other guests in the hotel.

  The boss quickly retrieved the key, and when they walked out the door, their shrewd eyes kept sweeping the maple syrup.

  At the door, Luo's car has been waiting for a long time.

  (End of this chapter)