Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 555 Dead Wooden House

  Slowly, even Xiaolan could smell the aroma of cooked meat.

  Even if she is not hungry, Xiaolan still finds this smell so attractive.

   Therefore, seeing Baomu's firm appearance, Xiaolan added a touch of admiration in her heart.

  The three of them walked a distance again.

   "Ao..." The Son of Light whispered, poking his head out of Baomu's arms.

   "It may smell too." Baomu said briefly.

   Xiaolan thought of something, and hurriedly asked Xiang Azhen, "By the way, what does the son of light eat?"

   "Eat?" Ah Zhen raised his head and thought about this question. "I didn't say in this database that they need to eat. After all, they are the children of light. I guess they absorb solar energy."

  Fortunately, just not interested in meat.

  The three people climbed over a small slope, and everything under the **** was in a panoramic view.

  The smell becomes stronger.

   "There is a house there!"

  A Zhen did not remind them, they all saw it.

  Deep in the quiet and dark jungle, a brownish-yellow wooden cabin is loomingly hidden among the clusters of calamus that are several meters high.

  The three people descended the slope, and they could clearly feel that the closer to the small wooden house, the looser and more watery the soil under their feet.

  But I have to go.

  "The smell came from that wooden house." Baomu said.

   "I can smell it too," Ah Zhen carefully pulled her hair behind her ears so as not to block her vision, "Xiaolan, do you smell it?"

   "Huh? Hmm..."

  Plus the Child of Light, four pairs of eyes looked at the small wooden house surrounded by giant aquatic plants astutely and vigilantly.

  Xiaolan has never seen such a tall calamus. The top of the plant also bears many thin yellow flowers. Under the breeze, the yellow-green is swaying, which makes people's eyes have some flowers.

  Baomu looked down for a few times, "This plant grew out of the mud."

  The cabin is in the middle of the plant.

   "Then this little wooden house..." Ah Zhen moved his feet, "Is it also built on the mud?"

   "Hey!" Xiaolan suddenly shouted, "Is there anyone? Is there anyone inside?"

   surprised Baomu and Ah Zhen.

  However, there was no sound of answering the door in the wooden house.

  "Are we going in?" Baomu and Azhen looked at Xiaolan again.

   Xiaolan felt that her pressure had become greater, she scratched the back of her head, gritted her teeth and said, "Go in."

  Each level in the front explains a truth to the player-if you just want to live and don't want to take risks, you will never find a way to win the game.

  Of course, this cabin may indeed be a trap.

   But so what?

  After all, there are two more people claiming to protect themselves.

  The three people walked around the calamus clump, and they found that on the back of the cabin, there was a path paved with bluestone leading directly to the back of the cabin.

  They stepped on the bluestone and walked to the wooden house.

  The tempting smell of barbecue is getting stronger and stronger.

  There is a small window on the back side of the cabin, but a gray curtain is pulled on the inside of the window. The curtain is tightly covered, and the inside of the house cannot be seen at all.

   Xiaolan pushed the window and found that the window was fixed to the frame and could not be opened.

  The banditry behavior of smashing people's windows when they come up is not very good either.

  So the three of them walked around the house exuding the smell of meat and ancient rotten wood, and walked to the wooden door at the entrance.

  The door is closed, but not locked.

  Three ears were placed on the wet door, listening carefully.

  Even Baomu could not hear the movement inside the door.

  But that scent of fragrance does come from here.

  The Child of Light looked at them with his eyes wide open.

  "Go in?" Ah Zhen put his hand on the door.

   has come, so...

   "We must go in," Xiaolan said, "but we can't all go in, at least one person must be left outside to watch."

  A Zhen swept across the faces of the two of them, "Then I will be outside, I will hold the door."

After finishing the division of labor, Xiao Lan gently pushed open the dark brown wooden door covered with moss in the moist air.

   "Squeak——"

  The strong aroma proves Baomu's judgment-this is the source of the smell.

   Through the narrow gap in the door, Xiaolan and Baomu observed the dim space.

   is empty inside.

  Except for the gray curtain hanging in front of the window, there is nothing else in the room. The walls of the empty wood are soaked with water vapor. Looking at everything that is desolate and calm, Xiaolan's first thought is death.

  This wooden house seems to have been dead for many years.

   Xiaolan looked behind the door, and there was no ambush.

  This is really just an empty house.

  A Zhen held the Son of Light to support the wooden door, a little worried, "Be careful."

  The two stepped into the wooden house.

  Stepping on the wooden floor, making a dull sound.

   seems safe.

   Xiaolan glanced at the door carefully, confirming that Ah Zhen tried his best to hold the door as wide as possible, and then walked a few steps deep in the wooden house with confidence.

  "Can you smell the source of the smell?" Xiaolan asked Xiang Baomu.

  Baomu was sniffing hard. Seeing Baomu's appearance, Xiaolan couldn't help but smile in her heart.

   didn’t know what she was expecting. This game space was originally unreasonable. Even if it was a wooden house exuding meat, it didn’t seem to be a particularly strange existence.

  On the roof, there are only a few simple wooden beams. The dark wooden beams cross over the two people's heads, but they will not cause a blind spot in the line of sight.

   is indeed unobstructed.

   "It seems that there is really nothing." Xiaolan's gaze swept around again, then turned to look at Baomu.

  Baomu's brows wrinkled and tightened.

   "No...it seems..."

   "What's wrong?" Xiaolan asked A Zhen at the door together.

   "The smell is moving..." Baomu's pupils gradually dilated, and he suddenly lowered his head and pointed at the door, "Moving to the door!"

  It happened in an instant.

   Before Baomu's voice, Xiaolan and Ah Zhen didn't respond to his meaning, a pair of green hands suddenly rushed out of Ah Zhen's back, strangling his throat.

   "A Zhen!..."

  Shengsheng saw that his hands were almost sunken into Ah Zhen's skin, Ah Zhen's face suddenly became pale, and suddenly, Ah Zhen lost the strength to struggle.

   Xiaolan rushed towards the door.

  A Zhen’s limp body was dragged away from the door by the green hands, and at the same time, with a bang, the wooden door closed in response.

  Just as Xiaolan's right hand reached out the door, she watched as Ah Zhen was dragged into the middle of the quagmire filled with calamus by those green hands.

   The shout and the door closing sound sounded at the same time.

   followed, and there was a biting pain.

  But the pain is very strange.

   Xiaolan retracted her right hand abruptly, looking at the bleeding fingertips.

  There was a vague red on the middle fingertip, Xiaolan hissed with pain and inhaled.

  The nail of the **** was squeezed out by the door that closed suddenly.

  Although it hurts, I don’t know why, but there is a sense of clarity in my mind.

After   , Xiaolan heard a woman shouting.

  (End of this chapter)