Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 533 Secret

  Moses walked carefully on the wet corridor, turning around from time to time to take a look at Xiaolan who followed behind him.

  He walked slowly, walking to a place where there were no marble feet, and gently lifted his trousers to prevent the silt on the ground from staining his expensive clothes.

  A thin, dense rain floated in the dark air, but the rain didn't seem to fall on Moses. Xiaolan's hair was covered with damp rain, but Moses was still very dry.

  "After you moved into the castle," Moses smiled politely at Xiaolan, "it seems to have been raining."

   Xiaolan looked at the sky and wiped her face.

   "But don't worry," Moses murmured, turning around, "Tomorrow, oh no, it's today, and it will be clear today."

Will    clear up?

  Does he even know this?

When the two reached the bottom of the minaret, Moses looked up at the tower erected under the dark sky, nodded with satisfaction as if tasting the delicious food, turned his head, and looked at Xiaolan with enthusiasm, "I can go in. ?"

   Xiaolan ignored him, and was about to walk up the stairs, when a tingling pain suddenly came from the tip of his right finger.

  Sandra’s hair was struggling violently.

  Hair cut off Xiaolan's index finger, Xiaolan seemed to be able to see Shandora's soul desperately rejecting it.

Danger.

   Emma, ​​it's dangerous.

  Emma, ​​it's dangerous, don't go in.

   Xiaolan gritted her teeth, removed the strand of hair from her fingertips, rolled the twisted strands randomly, and stuffed them into her pockets.

  As soon as he looked up, Moses was looking at her.

"what is that?"

   "Guess it," Xiaolan walked up the steps blankly, "Don't you know everything?"

  Two footsteps echoed in the tower in the dark night.

  The room at the end of the stairs is open, and everything in the room still looks like that.

   "That's right," Xiaolan asked nonchalantly, "You pushed me down that night, right?"

  Moses was startled for a while, but the slightly flustered expression stayed on his face for less than a second.

  "You know a lot, too," Moses looked at Xiaolan diagonally, "You are too modest."

   "What was hidden in this room that night? Why am I afraid I would find out?" Xiao Lan asked.

  "You can guess, too," Moses narrowed his eyes and smiled brightly. "You seem to know everything, too."

   Xiaolan gave him a blank look.

  Learn to be fine.

  The room was still full of wooden boxes, and the two walked in along the narrow aisle between the wooden boxes.

   Xiaolan stood at a safe distance of about five or six meters from Moses, staring at him and said, "What are you going to show me?"

   Moses exhaled, and looked around, "Ah...it's really messy here, I think I need to sort it out first."

   "What to organize?"

  To be honest, in addition to being crowded, Xiaolan thinks it is quite clean here.

   "Of course, I'll do it," Moses reached out and rolled up his sleeves. "You are a lady, how can you do this kind of thing, don't worry, soon..."

  Moses said, bowed directly to the sides of a wooden box, and lifted the wooden box effortlessly.

  The box is full of wheat flour, and the flour rustles in the box.

  This box, less than a hundred catties.

   Xiaolan frowned and looked at Moses.

  After a while, Xiaolan understood Moses’ intentions.

  He listed the boxes at the entrance of the room, stacking them on two floors.

  At this moment, Xiaolan couldn't run away.

  Moses raised another box and stacked it on top of the boxes.

  Now, the height of the stacked boxes at the door has exceeded Xiaolan's height, and the faint moonlight spilled in from the little gap at the top of the entrance. In the dim environment, Xiaolan could only recognize the outline of Moses' body.

  If you have a chance, you can climb onto the box and get out, but since Moses did this, he probably wouldn't give Xiaolan a chance like that.

  Moses took the dust off his palms, shook his sleeves, and stood at the door looking at Xiaolan who was standing by the wall.

  He chuckled, "What are you doing so far? Are you afraid?"

   "At this time," Xiaolan said coldly, "I should be afraid too."

   "You're so stupid, why are you afraid at this time?" Moses said slyly, pulling his right hand to open the placket, and reaching into his arms with his left hand to find out what, "I'm about to show you the last secret of Morwen Manor."

  He is tempting Xiaolan to approach.

  But Xiaolan could tell at a glance that this person didn't hold any good farts, and he was still leaning against the wall.

   Moses sighed lightly, and withdrew his hand, there was a dark thing in his hand.

  Can't see clearly...

   Immediately afterwards, a dangerous friction sounded in the air.

  The moonlight outside the door reflected on the things in Moses' hands.

  That is...a short knife.

  Moses slowly pulled out the scabbard, and stood the blade in front of his eyes, carefully admiring it for a while.

  "Is this knife the secret of your family?" Xiaolan sneered.

  Xiaolan herself doesn’t know, where did her courage come from when facing this kind of scene where people act like a knife and take me as a fish.

  "This knife? No, no, no..." Moses gripped the short knife with his backhand. "This knife is just a tool to send you to the land of truth."

   Xiaolan tightens her nerves.

  I'm done saying everything that needs to be said. Next, it's time to...

  Suddenly, Moses' body was like an arrow from the string, and flew towards Xiaolan suddenly.

   Xiaolan jumped to the box aside, ran quickly towards the door, and slammed her right shoulder against the box blocking the door.

  The box does not move.

too heavy.

  Moses had chased him, Xiaolan was running around in this dark space, Moses' sick laughter echoed in the room.

   Xiaolan jumped to the corner of the room, preparing to jump to the other side.

  Tick! ...

  A warm liquid dripped onto Xiaolan's face.

this is……

  Moses yelled and chased him, Xiao Lan quickly jumped away.

  But in this tight space, Xiaolan can't escape.

  She also understands.

  It can be judged by the light spilling in from the gap in the doorway, and the sky is gradually brightening.

  Finally, Moses caught Xiaolan.

  His left hand was against Xiaolan's neck, and the other hand was holding the short knife tightly, and the sharp blade shook in front of Xiaolan's eyes.

  Xiaolan's hands firmly grasped his right hand to prevent the tip of the knife from approaching.

  Suffocation...weakness...

   Xiaolan even felt that before being stabbed to death by him, she might be strangled to death by him.

  The blood gradually enveloped everything in front of her, Xiaolan knew that her eyes were congested.

  Tick!

  A transparent liquid landed on Moses' forehead.

  Moses looked up.

   Taking advantage of this moment, Xiaolan gave a jerky push.

  Boom!

   Xiaolan's back suddenly became empty.

   Along with the violent collapse sound, Xiao Lan leaned over.

  (End of this chapter)