Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 495 Changing Faces

  Xiaolan just straightened his back and was ready to face the challenge with grandeur. Who knew that the heavens and the earth turned upside down, and when Xiaolan reacted, he was already lying on the ground.

  A croaking frog croak came from the ear.

  The cool night breeze blew away and dried the sweat on Xiaolan's body. She shuddered and slowly got up.

   There was a rustling sound behind her, Xiao Lan turned her head abruptly, opened her mouth wide, and was stunned.

  Slowly a few faceless people who were exactly the same rose up on the ground.

  Xiaolan counted. There were eight faceless people. The height and body shape of the faceless people were exactly the same. Their faces were blank, it was like a duck egg on the neck.

  The faceless people twisted their necks and waists, looked at each other, and showed strange physical movements.

  Wait, eight.

  Don’t you...

   Xiaolan lowered her head and was surprised to see that the clothes she was wearing were the same as those of the eight people.

   Xiaolan raised her hand to touch her face.

  Nothing.

  Even the eyes are gone.

  Xiaolan didn't know what she used to see other people clearly without eyes, but for the first time in her life, she had the feeling of being over 1.7 meters tall. Xiaolan decided to cherish the time now.

  At this moment, one of the eight people pointed to the distance, Xiao Lan turned his head, and a quaint village stood behind him.

  Late night village.

  Among the eight people, some ran to the village, and then everyone ran up. Xiaolan followed them, carefully observing their running posture.

  I originally thought that everyone was in Zone F, so I had a high probability of meeting my friends. As a result, this level was a naughty rule. I had known that I had agreed with my friends before entering the venue with a gesture code.

  This body is not too suitable for Xiaolan herself. Xiaolan shook his unfamiliar long hands and legs, and followed eight people awkwardly.

  The person running in the front is only tens of meters away from the village.

  The autumn night is extremely quiet, the air is wafting with the fragrance of lotus, nine duck eggs crossed the wheat seedlings in the field, and hurried to the seemingly silent village.

   Suddenly, Xiaolan felt something was wrong.

  The person in front slowed down and looked in one direction questioningly.

  The duck egg head that had been running at the forefront disappeared all of a sudden.

   Xiaolan and the others walked forward cautiously.

It was a deep pit buried under the weeds, and a few sharp bamboos were densely inserted in the pit. The poor duck egg head was like a frustrated duck egg head, sticking softly on it, blood oozing. Entering the moist soil, the duck egg's head stopped moving and looked dead.

  Unexpectedly, there is such a mechanism here.

  Night wind didn't seem to be so comfortable anymore, it blew on people, and aroused Xiaolan's goose bumps.

  Others then walked to the village, Xiaolan tried one step at a time, and found several similar traps in the field. Holding his arms, Xiaolan turned over the low **** and walked onto the main road of the village.

   Xiaolan turned to look up the field.

  What does such a brutal trap exist for hunting and killing?

  It’s not like a place where beasts will be infested.

Is it to hunt them down?

  But they are just a bunch of harmless duck eggs!

  The few people in front crept to the door of the first house. The wooden hut was darkened with lights, and the courtyard was surrounded by a circle of half-high bamboo fences.

  The architectural styles in the village are almost similar, and no one's lights are on at this time.

   Xiaolan walked around while observing on the small road, and saw a duck egg head picking up something from the ground in front of him, and he squeezed it and threw it into the window of a family.

  The window here is not covered by glass, and things fell directly into the house, and the duck egg head held the fence and stretched its neck to look in.

  A few seconds later, a black shadow swished past, and the thing was thrown out of the window, but the direction was lost and it almost hit Xiaolan’s head.

  There are people inside.

  The duck egg head became excited, ran straight to the entrance of the small courtyard, kicked the door open and ran into the hut.

  Xiaolan picked up what was just now. It was an old bamboo that was half truncated. One end of the bamboo was a bit sharp, a bit like the bamboo that appeared in the trap just now.

  Where did he find this thing?

   Xiaolan tucked the bamboo joints into his belt vertically, and continued to squat in place looking at the duck egg head.

  The duck egg head ran to the door of the hut, and he pulled the door handle.

   With a bang, a big net suddenly retracted, holding him firmly, the big net rose to mid-air, the duck egg head struggled in the net, but couldn't get out of it.

  The trap is another trap.

Xiaolan turned around and ran to other households. Several duck-egg heads were caught by this trap, but the net was not too strong. Based on what Xiaolan could see, several people had already taken off the net. body.

  If you want to find your own face, where can you find it?

  Xiaolan saw a broken net at the front entrance of another house. She thought about it, and when she lowered her head, she found a gap on the side of the fence of this house.

   Xiaolan quietly moved into the yard.

  Looking in through the dark window, it seemed that he couldn't see the contents inside. Xiaolan didn't dare to go to the front door of the hut at all, but crawled forward and climbed to the small warehouse behind the house.

The small warehouse was surrounded on three sides, and there were only a few sturdy large tanks on the other side. Xiaolan glanced into the warehouse, and the contents inside were full of sight, including some tools for farm work and some ironware that Xiaolan had never seen before. , It doesn't look like there is a trap.

  Let’s find it here first.

   Xiaolan got into the warehouse and took a closer look at the tool.

   Seems nothing special.

  Since you are looking for your own face, in what form will the face appear?

   Xiaolan was about to reach out to grab the tools on the ground. Suddenly, there was a soft footstep outside the warehouse.

   Xiaolan's movements stopped abruptly.

  Is it the same duck head like yourself, or those who want to put them to death?

   Xiaolan squatted quietly.

  A trace of cold sweat was drawn on the duck egg's head.

   Suddenly, there was a splash behind him.

  This voice...

   Xiaolan turned her head, and another duck egg head was caught by the big net. The net with the duck egg head dangling outside the barn, the duck egg head in the net struggled desperately.

   Xiaolan ran to the door of the warehouse and looked at the footprints on her head.

  If you stepped on the wrong side by one step just now, it should be you who are locked in the net now.

   Xiaolan looked up, the people in the net were at a loss. Although he couldn't see the expression, Xiaolan could feel the duck egg head desperately calling for help.

  At this moment, not far away, there was a loud **** suddenly.

  It's going to dawn.

  The last second was still late at night, and in a blink of an eye, the darkness that enveloped the world slowly dissipated, and a ray of sunlight shone on them.

  Xiaolan felt a sharp pain in his left hand holding the edge of the big tank.

  Xiao Lan whizzed her hand back in front of her eyes, and saw that the place where the pain had just pierced had changed slightly, and that part was exactly where the sun had just hit.

  The rule says that you have to look for faces in the village at night.

  I can’t see the light myself?

  That...

The burning sound of stabs stabs attracted Xiaolan's attention. The duck egg head hanging in the net struggled painfully, and white smoke burst out from time to time.

  Will he be burned to death?

   Xiaolan didn't even hesitate, jumped to the net, took out the bamboo knot just now, and started to cut the rope with the big net with the sharp end.

  Xiaolan felt that her bare skin was gradually maturing, especially her duck-egg head.

  It is conceivable that the duck egg head on the net is probably half cooked.

   Xiaolan bit the non-existent teeth and made a few last strokes. With a bang, the big net finally fell from the rope, and Xiaolan dragged the smoking net and duck egg head back into the barn.

  The duck egg head in the net was darkened several times, and with the help of Xiaolan, it slowly crawled out of the net.

  The two slumped to the ground, panting.

   Soon, the day outside dawned.

  Outside the barn, a person blowing a whistle is approaching here.

  Just after recovering from the tingling pain, Xiaolan pushed another duck egg head to hide deep in the barn.

   A pair of feet wearing red and blue cloth shoes appeared outside the barn, and the whistle stopped.

   "Damn, I didn't catch it again."

   is the voice of a middle-aged woman.

  The feet walked back and forth a few times, and she dragged the broken net out and threw it aside. The woman walked up to the three large tanks and opened the lids on them one by one.

"so far so good……"

  The woman murmured, her voice less dissatisfied. After checking, she picked up the old net and walked away.

  The two waited for a while, and there was no other movement.

  Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head, but saw another duck egg head close to her, her head next to her arm, not knowing what she was doing.

   Xiaolan stepped back subconsciously and kicked him out.

  The man was kicked in a circle. After slowly climbing up from the ground, he thought for a while, picked up a wooden stick from the side, and wrote a word on the dirt.

  What does he want to say?

  After the man finished writing, he pointed to the ground and motioned Xiaolan to look.

   Xiaolan leaned forward.

  On the ground are two words and a question mark.

   "Xiaolan?"

   Xiaolan became excited instantly, and couldn't open her mouth to speak, she could only point to the words on the ground and then to herself.

  Since he knows himself, he must be his partner.

  The man nodded, and wrote on the ground, "I am Baomu."

  Xiaolan opened her arms to show happiness, and hugged Baomu, hoping that this warm hug would make Baomu forget the kick.

  Baomu gently patted Xiaolan's back.

   Xiaolan took Baomu’s stick and wrote, "How do you recognize me?"

   Baomu wrote, "You have no taste."

  It turned out that Baomu was sniffing the smell when he approached him just now.

  Fortunately, Baomu couldn't see Xiaolan's embarrassed expression at the moment.

   But even more fortunately, fortunately, I chose to save this duck egg.

   Xiaolan wrote on the ground, "I think there may be something in those tanks."

  Baomu nodded in agreement, and the two stood up and moved towards the big tank.

  Baomu watched the wind, Xiaolan gently lifted the lid of the three-port large tank.

  In the first two tanks, there are only floating green algae.

  The two put their heads to the third port of the tank.

  The water in the third tank is very calm, reflecting the faces of the two.

  The two faces are exactly the same.

   But it is no longer a duck egg without facial features.

   but the face of a strange man.

  This must be the face of one of the players!

   Xiaolan picked up the wooden stick used for writing and stirred it in the water.

  There was a wave on the reflection of the two, but nothing was caught.

  There is definitely a face in the water in the tank.

  How to take out the problem?

   Xiaolan suddenly thought of something.

  She looked at the reflection in the water, and then slowly stretched her head towards the water.

  Baomu was surprised, and quickly hugged Xiaolan's head.

   Xiaolan shook his head, took Baomu's hand away, and stuck his head in.

  This water is not too cold, and it is a bit different from ordinary water. When it wraps my face, it has a strange slippery feeling.

After a while, Xiao Lan raised his head.

  All the water droplets fell back into the tank, not a single drop remained on Xiaolan's face.

   Baomu looked at Xiaolan who was rubbing his face.

  He took a half step back in shock.

   Xiaolan opened her mouth and realized that she could speak.

  "Brother Baomu," from Xiaolan's throat, a thick baritone sounded, "Do I have a face now?"

   Baomu looked at the angular face of the male Chinese character in front of him, and fell into silence.

  I have a face, but it’s not as good as not.

  Baomu silently picked up the stick and wrote on the ground, "Xiaolan, you have become a man."

   "It's okay, this is someone else's face, I just took it out first, it should be able to take it off..."

   Xiaolan said to scratch her face to find the seams, but fumbled around her face with both hands, but couldn't find a way to tear her skin off.

  She was stunned.

  Bao Muda took his arm and looked at Xiaolan, as if in silence.

  "What should I do?" Xiaolan looked at the tank of clear water.

  She stuck her head in again.

   pulled out.

"What now?"

  Baomu shook his head.

   "Brother Baomu, how about we pierce our faces in together and see if we can transfer the face to you," Xiaolan grabbed Baomu's arm, "At least you are a boy."

  Baomu was reluctant, but still agreed.

  The two plunged in together.

come out.

   Xiaolan looked at Baomu's duck egg and shook her head.

  She squatted down on the ground decadently.

  "If you find your face, will you be able to change it back?" Baomu wrote.

   "I'm thinking about this too," Xiaolan said, "but what will happen to this face? And the owner of this face."

  Xiaolan hugged her knees and said nothing.

  In case, the owner of the face has failed because of himself...

  Baomu patted Xiaolan on the back and wrote on the ground, “Don’t think about it, let’s find it first.”

   Xiaolan pouted and nodded. After a while, she stood up abruptly and walked to the side of the barn.

   Baomu followed her in wonder.

   Xiaolan raised his hand and stretched it out towards the sun a little bit.

  There is no tingling or burning sensation.

   "I can see the sun now," Xiaolan cheered up again, "at least this is good news."

  Baomu nodded quickly.

   "Brother Baomu, I plan to go out and have a look," Xiaolan turned his head and said, "I won't go far."

Baomu wrote, "You must be careful."

"Brother Baomu, you have to be careful too," Xiaolan took Baomu to another window on the barn, "I'll be around here, you can see me at any time, if there is a situation, I am sure Run back in a moment."

   Baomu waved his hand worriedly, watching Xiaolan shrink his back and ran into the yard.

  (End of this chapter)