Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 493 Final Request

   "Yu'er," Xiaolan ran to the little girl next to her when she left the house, "That girl has gone, I am very anxious now, wait until I get down to treat your friends..."

  "You want to go up?" Yuer pointed to the top of his head, "Are you going to the upper floor?"

   "Yes," Xiaolan ran to the entrance of the corridor, "I promise I will be back."

  Yu'er followed her step by step, "But how do you get up? You are human."

   Xiaolan waved her hand indiscriminately, "It's those pipes..."

"Are those underground pipes? I know where you came from, because my brother and I used to play ball there." Yuer chased a few steps before grabbing Xiaolan. "But if you go from there, , You have to go for a long time, aren't you in a hurry?"

   Xiaolan heard that there was something in Yu'er's words, so he stopped to look at her.

  Yu'er went on to say, "I know a shortcut, I will take you a shortcut."

  After speaking, Yu'er took Xiaolan's hand and ran forward with her.

  In a blink of an eye, the two came out of the bright secret base, and Yu'er reached out to Xiaolan.

   Xiaolan understood immediately, took the piece of talisman paper from his pocket and handed it to Yu'er.

  Yuer quickly ran out of the iron gate and came to the stairwell with flashing lights. Yuer looked down at the open fence and the surrounding mud, and said, "You just crawled in from here."

   Xiaolan nodded.

  Yuer pointed to the upper edge of the stairs, "In fact, you can go upstairs directly from here."

  "Isn't this staircase sealed?" Xiaolan ran to the big iron door on the stairs in one breath, and pushed the locked door.

  Yu'er leaned against the handrail of the stairs mysteriously, bent over and was busy working under the handrail next to the door, and after a while he straightened up again, opened his palm, and showed what was in his heart to Xiaolan.

   "Hairpin?"

  The palm of the little girl is a black hairpin with some paint.

"I can open the lock soon," Yu'er knew Xiaolan was anxious, and didn't say much, inserting the hairpin into the keyhole and starting to work, "Although we can usually go through it directly, it is fun to use this to unlock the lock. Up."

  Squeak——

  The heavy door opened, without the arduous and loud noise Xiaolan expected, but showing the way forward extremely smoothly.

  Xiaolan stepped out the door step by step, turned to look at the waiting fish outside the door.

   "I'm waiting for you here," Yuer said immediately, "I will open the door for you when you come back. Don't climb the mud anymore. Go ahead."

   Xiaolan rushed upstairs step by step, three steps, and a clear voice of fish behind him, “Don’t forget it!”

  Negative layer...

  One floor.

  Xiaolan breathed flatly, and reached out and pushed open the door of the stairwell.

There were few people in the corridor, and the sky outside the window was still dark. It seemed that it was still late at night. Xiaolan pretended to walk around the corner calmly. The passing nurse looked up at her, frowned, and then looked down at the medical record book in her hand. Up.

   Xiaolan looked at the mud and ghost blood on her body, turned her head to look at the nurse who passed her shoulders, a little puzzled, but her footsteps did not stop.

Xiaolan turned his face and glanced at the triage table at the end of the corridor. The nurse on duty propped his head with his right arm and looked drowsy. Xiaolan took advantage of this effort and ran to the door of Room 3, standing on tiptoes to look. To the room.

  A white lab coat blocked Xiaolan's vision. The next second, the door squeaked open, and a doctor walked out facing him.

   Xiaolan hurriedly stepped aside, lowered her head, pretending to be making a mistake, who knew that the doctor seemed to have not seen her and walked away.

what happened?

   Xiaolan watched the doctor walk to the triage table, the little nurse stood up and said something to him, the doctor pointed to the ward, the little nurse looked over, smiled, nodded, and the doctor walked away.

  Then the little nurse lowered her head and wrote something on the paper, without the intention of getting up.

   "Master Tenshin!" Rong Fa's call came from the ward.

   Xiaolan turned her head, there were four doctors and nurses in the ward, a man and a woman, two doctors and Xu Yiling’s sister standing aside and talking about something, a nurse adjusted the flow rate of the drip, and another nurse was packing surgical instruments.

   Xu Yiling's heartbeat recovered, and she was lying motionless on the hospital bed.

Rongfa stood by the hospital bed, holding the sleeping Ling in his arms, raising his right hand to greet Xiaolan.

   Xiaolan tentatively walked a few steps into the ward, but neither the doctors, nurses nor Xu Yiling’s sister responded.

  "Master Tenjin, come here!" Rong Fa waved, "Oh, they can't see you."

  "Why can't they see me?" Xiaolan carefully bypassed the doctors and nurses.

"Didn't you just divide the popularity among those little ghosts?" Rong Fa returned the envelope and mirror to Xiaolan. "The recovery of popularity is the slowest. You may be a little weird in their eyes now. It’s foggy, and only more sensitive people can feel it, but don’t worry, it will be fine after a few days... Hey, haven’t you experienced it before?..."

   "What's wrong with Ling?" Xiaolan hurriedly turned away from the subject, and asked when she looked at Ling who was sleeping.

   "You give me these things and I don't know how to use them, so let the little girl sleep for a while."

   Xiaolan nodded.

   "Let's go out and talk," the female doctor said to the others at this time, "Let the patient rest."

  Living people walked out one after another.

   is a good time.

   Xiaolan brought Rong Fa around to Xu Yiling, looked down at the sleeping face, and said, "Rong Fa, wake Ling up."

  Rong's long black nails touched the tip of Ling's nose, Ling shivered, and slowly opened her eyes.

  The restlessness and panic in her eyes were still there. As soon as she woke up, she twisted her body anxiously, "Mom... Where's mom?..."

   "Ling, don't panic," Xiaolan pulled Ling to her side, erected the mirror, and Xu Yiling's face was reflected in the mirror, "Look, mom is here."

  Ling calmed down a bit, and within a few seconds she became nervous again, "Why is my mother closing her eyes? Why can I see my mother in the mirror, but there is no mother on the bed?..."

   Xiaolan pinched Ling's shoulder with one hand, and said slowly, "Because my mother is sick."

   "Then why can't I see my mother?"

   Xiaolan and Rong Fa exchanged glances, and after a while, they said every word, “Because Ling and mother are no longer in the same world.”

In Ling's big eyes, Xiaolan's figure was trembling, and the little girl was silent for a long time with her mouth open, before she whispered, "I...dead?"

  Xiaolan could feel that a flood of painful memories came back to Ling's mind.

  Dan Ling’s attitude is surprisingly calm.

   "So what they said is true." Ling lowered her head and muttered to herself, and two tears fell on the carpet.

  "It's not terrible," Xiaolan whispered, "Brother Rongfa is dead, too, and those children are also dead, but they are still very happy."

  Rongfa quickly added, “Yes, and it won’t be long before you can reincarnate again. That’s a brand new life, how exciting...”

  Rongfa fell into a beautiful fantasy about the afterlife, Ling raised his eyes and took a look at him, the loss in his eyes did not diminish at all.

  Xu Yiling in the mirror, her face is pale, but her breathing is even.

   "Mom is sick..." Ling's eyes were filled with complicated emotions, "Will my mother die?"

  Xiaolan's heart flicked, "Anyone will die, and my mother will die in the future, but not now."

   Ling sat on the edge of the bed and muttered blankly, "Only I am dead..."

Seeing that Ling's thoughts were turning to a bad place, Xiaolan quickly picked up the envelope and said, "Ling, do you remember this letter? This is a birthday present you prepared for your aunt. You plan to read it to her in person. Read it now."

  Ling took the envelope, looked at the cover over and over, folded the envelope open, and took out a piece of pink letter paper.

  Transparent tears fell on the paper drop by drop, soaking the crooked small characters written by the black carbon pen.

  Ling, with tears in her eyes, chanted the letter she wrote to her mother in a hoarse cry.

   Xiaolan didn't want to cry, so she turned her head and looked at the darkness outside the window. Ling's voice floated in the dark night. When she was half of her faith, Xiaolan felt that someone was pulling her sleeve.

   "It's not good," Rong Fa hurried to her ear when Xiaolan turned his head back, "Her soul is about to come out again."

  On Xu Yiling's body, there was another layer of white mist slowly floating out.

   "It seems that she has heard Ling's voice." Xiao Lan said.

"This is not the point, look here, Lord Tianshen!" Rong Fa pointed to Xu Yiling's bare arm outside of the patient's suit. "My Lord Tianshen, the seal you gave her at the beginning can only remove the soul ten times. After the body, then you can’t go back, not only can’t go back, but also such a soul, if you don’t accept it below, and if you don’t accept it below, you will never be able to reincarnate!"

  The black mark on Xu Yiling's arm has been dimmed, and only one vertical line is still shining black.

   "Not good!" Xiaolan shouted and grabbed Xu Yiling's arm.

  The rising mist quickly returned to her body.

   Xu Yiling's life also began to look back.

  Her growth, her marriage, Ling's birth...

   Including her husband who was taken away by a disaster, Xu Yiling hugged Ling, who could not speak, and held back tears at the funeral.

   Suddenly, crying sounded in his ears.

   Xiaolan turned her head and found that Ling was standing next to her.

   "Ling?"

   Xiaolan lowered her head, only to realize that while she was stabilizing Xu Yiling's soul, Ling was holding her other hand, so Ling was brought into her mother's revolving lantern by herself.

   Soon, the Ling whom Xu Yiling recalled grew up.

  They moved into the apartment they currently live in.

  They bought the white car.

  They met the kind-hearted doorman uncle.

  They...come to the day of the accident.

  Xiaolan's heart was twitched.

  Xu Yiling’s head hit the glass, and her eyes followed Ling and flew towards the bushes.

  The backtracking is not over.

  Xu Yiling was lying on the hospital bed for a long time. On a night when it was raining heavily, she opened her eyes and walked out of the bed.

  This is her complete, no longer a soul.

  She took out the access card from the clothes hung at the door, and walked outside the ward. There was no one in the corridor. The nurse at the triage desk fell asleep, and Xu Yiling dragged her weak body into the rain curtain.

  She was walking barefoot in the pouring rain.

  She walked towards her own community.

  The guard at the night watch was replaced by another young guy. Seeing Xu Yiling's appearance, the guy stood up in shock, picked up the phone and said something, but didn't dare to go out to stop her.

  Xu Yiling opened the front gate of the community with the key card and continued walking.

  Da...Da...Da...

  She left a string of wet footprints in the clean corridor.

   squeak-bang!

  The living room is dark, and the night is full of suffocating rain.

  Da...Da...Da...

  She walked to Ling's bedroom.

  Twist the door handle.

  She opened the door.

  The night light at the head of the bed shed a soft light, the quilts on the bed were scattered, and the bedroom was empty.

  Xu Yiling trembling, walked to the bed.

  The rain dripped from her hair, and Xu Yiling looked exhausted at the empty bed.

  She supported the edge of the bed and stood up, leaving a clear five-fingerprint on the quilt.

  She walked to the window. The shutters were not closed tightly. Rain and night wind came in along the window. Xu Yiling grabbed the drawstring and closed the window little by little. Suddenly, she saw something in the glass window.

  On the bed, there is a vague figure.

  She released her hand and leaned closer to the glass to take a closer look. She breathed into the glass and raised her hand to wipe it, but she was tired and refused her action. She supported the glass with her fingers and straightened up again.

  A gust of night wind came in along the unclosed blinds, and raised the curtains with tassels. The curtains were raised and hung over Xu Yiling, and his calm was quickly restored.

  She walked back to the bed and looked at her daughter’s crib.

Late at night.

  Xu Yiling raised her hand and turned off the night light.

   Then, she knelt by the bed, as if her daughter was still lying on the bed, stretched out her hand and stroked the air in front of her.

   "Ling... go to sleep... go to sleep..."

   "Mom will always be by your side."

  They can't see each other.

  Ling cried beside Xiaolan.

  The picture gradually faded, Ling disappeared.

   Xu Yiling's appearance also gradually blurred.

  However, Xiaolan did not return to the ward.

  She looked at the blank space around her in confusion, not knowing what was happening.

  "Master Tianshen..." A gentle voice of a woman rang in her ears, "Master Tianshen, I am Xu Yiling, thank you for your help, but these last words, forgive me, I can only tell you."

  "Aunt Xu Yiling..."

  "Lord Tianshen, you have also seen that when I lost my husband, I was distraught. At that time, Ling was the only one who supported me to live. Without Ling, I would have died now..."

   Xiaolan seemed to have guessed what Xu Yiling wanted to say.

   "And now, I have lost Ling, I have lost all the strength to live..."

   "Auntie..."

   "Master Tianshen," Xu Yiling said firmly, "Please help me, let me go with Ling, okay?"

   Xiaolan shook her head, "I can't do this."

"My Lord Tenjin, I am sorry, but I am not threatening you... People who commit suicide cannot choose the next life, so I can only... If you don't help me, I can only use the last stabilizing miracle. There is no other way..."

   Xiaolan pressed her lips tightly.

   "Lord Tenjin, please... help me one last time... please..."

  Xu Yiling's voice disappeared with the blank space around him, Xiaolan lost his mind and returned to the ward.

  (End of this chapter)