Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 563 Dead fish

  The two looked at each other for a long time.

   "Xiaolan, if you are hungry, you still have food to eat..."

   "No," Xiaolan waved helplessly, "I think there may be clues on the fish."

  Baomu was dubious, but he cooperated with Xiaolan to roll up his trousers and prepare to catch the fish. As the two moved out of their positions, Xiaolan told him all he knew from Lu Qianqian.

   Baomu was completely stunned, "So this...is this game so complicated?"

Of course, Xiaolan can also understand Baomu’s surprise. After all, Baomu has his bug-like sense of smell and hearing, and he has barely encountered any bumps along the way. They are both players. The difficulty experienced by Xiaolan and Baomu is not at all. One level.

Xiaolan lowered her head and sighed quietly. Then she stepped into the water and said, "There are no other fish here, but catfish appears. Maybe it really has some meaning... If there isn't, we will at least pay You can bake it and eat it..."

   "Catfish will be fishy when grilled."

   "Forget it, then forget it..."

   Xiaolan didn't bother to think about the way catfish is cooked, so she lowered her head and started aiming at the prey.

  After the two went into the water, the three catfishes, instead of being taken apart by surprise, got close to their legs and looked curiously.

  "What are they doing?" Baomu couldn't help but shrink back a few steps.

   Xiaolan's hands plunged into the water, and directly caught the catfish beside Baomu's leg.

After    was caught out of the water, the fish did not struggle, but the two gills opened and closed more frequently. The fish was quietly held in Xiaolan's hands, and a pair of huge fish eyes stared directly at Xiaolan's face.

   Xiaolan looked a little hairy, and hurriedly stuffed the fish into Baomu's hands.

   "Brother Baomu, your hand is big, you hold it."

  The two looked at the fish that looked like a dead fish but was still alive several times, and found nothing wrong with the fish.

  But what's wrong...

   "No, Brother Baomu, I am uneducated, do you think normal fish will look at us with this kind of eyes?"

   Xiaolan grabbed the slowly breathing fish, frowned and looked at Baomu.

   "How should I put it..." Baomu seriously pondered, "The normal fish must be suffocating now, but it seems to be more relaxed than we are."

  Not only calmly, this fish has been glancing at the two with disdainful eyes with the wisdom of observing stupid humans.

   Xiaolan felt as if she was offended by the look of a fish.

   "Brother Baomu, you said...Does it look down on us?"

   "It seems a little bit."

  They both got a little angry holding the slimy fish.

   "Throw it away..."

  As soon as Xiaolan raised his hand, the fish returned to the water, but it still stayed on the shallows on the shore to play with its two companions.

  Xiaolan and Baomu washed their hands in the water. When Baomu wiped their hands on their clothes, they suddenly froze.

   "What strange smell is there again?" Xiaolan asked Baomu, who was smelling everywhere.

  Baomu tried to find the source of the smell, and finally raised his hands, and the moment he moved his hands close to his nose, an expression of successful puzzle solving appeared on his face.

   "My hands smell of blood!"

   "Blood?" Xiaolan glared at Baomu's white-washed hands, "There is no blood."

  Baomu remembered something, grabbed Xiaolan's right hand and smelled it, "Xiaolan, you have it too!"

Xiaolan's first thought was the fish just now.

   "But if it was the smell of that fish, I should have smelled it just now," Baomu said.

indeed.

   "Before we washed our hands, you haven't smelled blood, right?" Xiaolan confirmed.

  Baomu nodded.

   Excluded the fish, the problem must be on the water.

  Baomu put his nose close to the water.

   "It's the smell of water!"

  The smell of blood appeared in the water.

  The two stood on tiptoe and looked over the entire surface of the water.

  Their eyes searched from left to right.

  Finally, Xiaolan found a trace of blood under the shimmering light at the position where she first saw the diving.

  Baomu found there at the same time.

  On the surface of the water, a black spot stained with blood was floating.

   "I'll get it back."

   Xiaolan said that she was about to go into the water, but Baomu stopped her.

   "No! This water is not safe."

The two looked around for a few more times, and finally bypassed the lake and came to the shore closest to the black spot. Together, they broke off two long branches from the tree on the side, and the two branches were tied together, just within reach. That black spot.

  As soon as the end of the branch stirred the black spot, the black spot moved closer in their direction.

   is very easy.

  When the black spot was a few meters away from them, the two of them could see exactly what the black spot was.

   is a fish.

   To be precise, it was a dead fish floating horizontally on the water.

  The two drew the dead fish in front of them, but they didn't want to touch it very much until Xiaolan found some strange patterns on the fish's belly.

   "It's weird..." Xiaolan still pinched the dead fish between the two with **** in disgust, "Brother Baomu, look at it, there seems to be a word..."

   "C...there is a capital C, followed by a few Chinese characters..."

  The two heads twisted to the correct position together.

   "C—Kongdi!" Baomu shouted, "It's him!"

   Xiaolan looked up, "Have you heard of it?"

"Kong Di in Zone C, I met him in the previous game!" Baomu said while gesturing, "It is the fourth level. He is the person with the highest score in our group. He killed five people! And he killed five people! He was really... very lucky, and the other surviving player and I felt that he was just like he was on the hook..."

  Speaking of this, both of them thought of the question just now.

"catfish!"

   "If there are such players in the game, then I think Kongdi may indeed be a catfish." Baomu added another sentence.

   "Then this fish is dead now, does it mean..."

  The two exchanged a determined look.

  The flute is dead.

  A catfish is dead.

  The two ran back to the shallows where the three catfish inhabited. The three catfish were still swimming in place. They took turns to catch the three catfish, and carefully checked the catfish's body.

  There is nothing like a word.

  Baomu put the last fish into the water and turned to look at Xiaolan in thought.

   "There is nothing on these three fish."

  Xiaolan nodded absently.

  Baomu threw off the water in his hand, changed his posture and sat on the beach, "Xiaolan, what did you think of?"

  "I'm thinking about the task of the last level." Xiaolan also sat down.

  Baomu nodded and motioned to Xiaolan to continue.

   "I'm thinking... the task of the last level, will it be to find all the catfish players and then get rid of them?"

  (End of this chapter)