Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 342 Single player mission

  They looked for clues in the house.

  The ground is empty. There is nothing but three chairs. There are a few old oil paintings hanging on the wall. The figures of a few people are walking around in the mirror, touching and touching, but still have no clue.

   "My God," Qin Yin crocheted his hips and looked around with his eyebrows. "Are we all going to finish single-player missions before we can truly find our baby?"

   Xiaolan tense, then relaxes.

  Fortunately, I already have a doll.

  The current Xiaolan has long since recovered from his extreme fear, and he thinks he is accustomed to the atmosphere of the secret room. Surrounded by his teammates, Xiaolan even had a hint of arrogant thoughts like this.

  Dao Chang squatted on the ground and stretched out his hand to stroke the dusty floor tiles.

   "Dao Master, what are you looking at?" The fool squatted next to Dao Master.

   "There are two colored bricks on the ground," Dao Chang stretched out his index finger, clicked the floor tile under the fool's feet, and then clicked the one in front of him, "Red and white."

   "White?" The fool narrowed his eyes, "I think it's all black."

  Baomu stood behind the two of them, nodded and said, “Indeed, two colors, mostly white bricks, there are some red bricks in this area, and they are all dirty, so it’s not easy to identify.”

Red White.

   Xiaolan hugged the doll and leaned behind Dao Chang.

  "It should not be an ordinary pattern," Jasmine gestured to the outline of the red brick. "Otherwise, why is it in this area? It's also not symmetrical...The red bricks are basically on the east side of the room."

  Daoist did not speak, and continued to stare at the red bricks on the ground, seeing the last piece from the first piece, and looking back from the last piece.

   Then, he looked back abruptly.

   Xiaolan was taken aback, and then found that the Taoist chief's gaze had passed her, looking behind her.

   is that mirror.

   "The red bricks are all right in front of the mirror." said the Taoist chief, he got up and stood in front of the mirror.

The word   Wenya is still on the mirror.

  The light is dim, and the mirror is blurred.

   "Xiaolan, where's your lamp?"

  Xiao Lan was holding the doll in both hands, only then did he think of the small lamp, and quickly turned around and picked it up from the chair just now.

  The road leader carries the lamp, and brings the light source close to the mirror.

  The picture becomes clearer.

"Bah, baah..." At this moment, Mengli's voice suddenly sounded on the radio, "You are stupid, hum, let Wenya come in and look at my doll. My doll is more beautiful than hers. too much!"

  The hole Qiao Nian entered just now appeared in the middle of the chair again.

   "It's over after taking a picture," Qin Yin rubbed his hands, "It's so simple!"

  Of course it’s not that simple.

   "We can only let Wenya come in alone, hum!" The little girl's voice was very stubborn, "Hurry up! I count to ten, and I won't let in if I don't come in, hum!"

  The idiots stretched their legs into the hole, and when he heard this, he quickly retracted his right leg.

  The crowd stepped aside.

   revealed the last Xiaolan.

   Xiaolan hugged the doll with an innocent look.

   "Why does it seem to be darker below?" Jasmine glanced into the hole untimely, and said untimely.

   "Don't be afraid," the fool patted Xiaolan on the shoulder, "Why don't you hold the lamp."

   Xiaolan shook her head stiffly, and could even hear her spine rattling, "No, the level in the mirror needs a light."

   "Oh, yes, come on, Xiaolan."

   "Five! Four! Three! ——" Wen Mengli's countdown began, and it started from five.

  The hole will be closed and the room is shaking.

   Xiaolan moved to the edge of the cave and looked inside blankly.

  Heh, I can’t see anything.

   "Two!——"

  "Why don't we change the card!..." Qin Yin grabbed Xiaolan's sleeve anxiously.

"One!"

   Xiaolan gritted his teeth and swished in.

  The hole closed quickly above the head.

  The black hole is very narrow and short. Xiaolan squatted down, holding the doll to calm her mood.

  The heart thumped wildly, and the darkness enveloped Xiaolan. Slowly, she actually found a sense of security in this environment.

  Hidden in the corner, it’s really safe.

In front of   , a passage of several meters long can be vaguely seen. There seems to be some dark depressions on both sides of the passage, like narrow windows, just the size of one person to pass through.

  Npc is definitely lying in ambush in some window.

   Xiaolan shrinks again.

  As long as I lean here, there will be no npc, no...

  Itchy right side of the neck.

  It seemed like a gust of breeze was blowing from somewhere, brushing across my ears.

   Xiaolan turned her head away inch by inch.

  A pale palm swinging in the dark.

   is just in front of the tip of his nose.

   "Wow!—"

  In a confined environment, Xiaolan's screams startled her.

  She landed on all fours, with the doll between her elbows, and rushed into the aisle.

   "Boom! Boom!..."

  The small window on the side wall of the passage made a sound at the same time, and several equally pale arms protruded from the inside and stopped in front of Xiaolan.

   Xiaolan paused, and was immediately grabbed by the hand behind her ankle.

  The strength of the hand was so strong, he dragged Xiaolan back.

  Xiaolan lay on the ground on his side, while being dragged into the deeper darkness by the big hand, while watching the countless pairs of white hands in the passage groping and swaying around.

  This hellish scene.

  I always thought that passing away on the spot was just an exclamation.

  Why don't you give up, Xiaolan looked at the camera with a faint red light on the top of the cave. In contrast, she would rather kill monsters in the world.

  The right foot is about to be pulled into the hole behind a piece of black cloth.

"he he he he he……"

  A burst of terrifying laughter suddenly sounded.

  At the same time, a ray of green light lit up in the hole, and Xiaolan could clearly see the black cloth and white hands in the hole.

  The laughter was weird and horrified, and wave after wave scratched Xiaolan's last line of reason.

   is the doll in her arms.

  Wenya doll's glass eyes glowed with green light, and the mechanical jaw opened and closed, and that ghost laugh came from it.

  The moment he heard the laughter, he retracted back to the cave wall with nothing.

  The doll also closed her mouth.

  The laughter disappeared with the white hands, and the black hole returned to the silence it had at the beginning.

   Xiaolan tried to climb a few steps forward.

  The blank hand did not appear again.

  She speeded up and slammed the door at the end.

"what!--"

   There was a scream in the room, Xiao Lan shrank, and his head hit the door frame.

   "Ah!—" The two screams merged together.

   "Ah!-Ah? You are... Xiaolan? Are you Xiaolan?"

  Qiao Nian wiped his sweat and hurried over.

   Xiaolan's scream stopped abruptly.

  She was wheezing and gasping.

  "Xiaolan, you...how did you make it like this?" Qiao Nian wiped Xiaolan's face with her hands.

   Xiaolan closed her mouth, and the tears that had already stopped welled up in her eyes again.

  She hugged Qiao Nian and said, "Woo...It's a living person, great, I finally see a living person..."

   "Alright, alright, where are they?"

  "Aren’t you just calling me to come here alone?..."

  "My name is?...Alright, ah, you doll, where is your doll's head?"

   Xiaolan sniffed and looked at the doll in her arm.

  The neck is bare, there is nothing left.

  Qiao Nian understood very well, and quickly glanced into the passage with the light in the room.

   "Oh, you dropped the doll's head in it."

  (End of this chapter)