Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 569 Another Corpse

  When the night was dark, Ah Zhen and Bao Mu still did not find a way out of this jungle.

  A Zhen's pace is slow, Baomu turned his head to look at his pale face from time to time, "A Zhen, how long have you not eaten?"

   "Is there anything to eat here," Ah Zhen smiled palely, "I haven't eaten since I separated from you."

   Baomu looked at A Zhen’s slightly trembling legs worriedly, "That's not good."

  If you continue like this, if you haven’t been killed by the monster, you will starve to death first. Is this fair?

  The food Xiaolan took out of his dream before was scattered into the wind and sand and wasted. Now they have nothing at hand. The only hope is the black porcelain plate left by Xiaolan.

  Baomu took out the black porcelain plate from the skirt of his clothes and asked, "With this, you can take food out of your dreams, right?"

  A Zhen glanced at the black porcelain disc and nodded, "This item is called a bone disc, and its function is to connect dreams and reality."

   "These were originally Xiaolan's props, but she gave them to me," Baomu touched the edge of the bone disc, "In that case, can I use them?"

  A Zhen pointed to the top of the treasure wood, "Now, these props are displayed above your head. According to the rules of the game, these props already belong to you."

  The Son of Light curiously sniffed the surface of the bone disc. After a while, the little guy was hugged by Ah Zhen.

  Baomu held the bone disc and lay on a clearing.

  He was a little nervous, and Ah Zhen held the Son of Light and looked at him nervously.

   "If it doesn't work, wake up soon," Ah Zhen exhorted, "Food is not the most important thing."

  Baomu agreed, closing his eyes uncomfortably.

He thought it would take some time for him to enter a dream with food in this environment. Who knew that the moment he closed his eyes, his consciousness became blurred. During the half-dream and half-waking period, Baomu heard some strange sounds. , There seemed to be a few shouts, and it was still unclear whether these sounds came from a dream or reality, Bao Mu's consciousness fell and he quickly sank into the dream.

  As soon as Baomu closed his eyes, Ah Zhen and the Child of Light turned their heads vigilantly in the same direction.

  In the deep forest, there was a small noise.

  The illusory armor of the Child of Light suddenly swelled, almost covering Ah Zhen and the treasure wood lying on the ground.

  窸窸窣窣……

  There was another noise.

  There must be living creatures there.

   "Who?" Ah Zhen thought for a while, but then asked, "Are you a player?"

  A Zhen's voice echoed in the forest, blending with the threatening growl of the Child of Light.

After   , the sound in the forest disappeared.

  A Zhen approached Bao Mu's body vigilantly. Bao Mu's eyelids trembled slightly, indicating that he was sleeping at this time.

  The Child of Light was still staring in that direction, pretending to snoring and roaring fiercely.

  It should smell something.

   But I can’t smell it myself.

  If it’s Baomu, it must be smelt. In other words, it’s too useless. Just like in reality, it’s really useless.

  A Zhen fell into the distress that had been haunting him.

  There are so many disciples with extraordinary talents at five watch days. Master chose mediocre himself as his direct disciple, and then sent himself to participate in this game. Sure enough, he made a mess.

  A Zhen put the Son of Light on his knees, knelt on one knee beside Baomu, ready to pick up the sleeping him at any time to start defense.

  He kept that position, keeping his nerves tight.

  Until Baomu sat up abruptly and almost bounced him out of fright.

  Baomu panted heavily, sat up, and stared at the food spread on him.

"Wow, I can really bring it out," Baomu wiped the sweat from his forehead, "God, it's not...not as terrible as I imagined, but it's not easy. It turns out that Xiaolan usually feels this way... "

  Baomu was still immersed in the wonderful feeling of traveling through the dream for the first time. It took a long time before he noticed Ah Zhen, who was almost scared of myocardial infarction next to him.

   "Huh? Ah Zhen, what's wrong with you?"

   "There is movement over there," Ah Zhen pointed forward, "Can you smell anything?"

   "Smell?" Baomu tried his best to wake up, and soon recovered his state, and sucked his nose.

  Hungry, Ah Zhen quietly tore open the biscuit wrapper, and silently swallowed the food.

  Sniff...sniff...sniff...

  The Son of Light saw his master waking up, and crawled back to his master's knee hummingly.

   Baomu's eyebrows stood up suddenly, "Smell of blood."

  A Zhen almost choked to death, "Cough...what? Blood...smell of blood?"

   "There is a smell of blood over there," Baomu pointed forward, "It's just that the smell is very weak, it should not be close to us."

   "Let's go take a look." Ah Zhen stood up immediately.

   "You eat first," Baomu stopped him, "eat first, don't worry, there is still water here."

   "There is a smell of blood over there..."

   "I know, but even if we set off now..." Baomu struggled with his words, "How to say it, it's too late, because I can smell it, that person already..."

   "What do you mean? There is really someone there?" Ah Zhen's eyes widened, "It's too late to mean...Is that person dead?"

  Baomu bent over and took the mineral water on the ground and handed it to Ah Zhen, then nodded heavily, "It's been a while."

   "It's impossible..."

  The voice is obviously very close to him, and it hasn't been long since.

"The woods in front seem to be dense. I'm worried that the bright plants here will be poisonous. Let's wait until the sky is brighter before setting off." Baomu unscrewed another bottle of water, "and you... don't be aggressive. Ah Zhen, you almost starved to death by yourself, don't you know?..."

  After listening to Baomu's words, Ah Zhen tore open a bag of bread and quietly gnawed.

"What can I say to you? I don't know if I'm hungry..." Baomu rarely took on the role of nagging, "Look at your own face...that's right, you can't see it. Your face is whiter than paper, and if Xiaolan is there, he will definitely grab a meal and stuff it into your mouth..."

  A Zhen didn’t refute, he kept eating like this until the morning light shone on the horizon.

  Although Ah Zhen didn't want to admit it, after eating, his weak limbs regained their strength.

  The strange and dangerous jungle gradually became clear before their eyes.

  A Zhen stood up, "Shall we go?"

  The two picked up the remaining few breads and walked in the direction where the smell of blood came from.

  They walked for nearly twenty minutes, and still did not see the **** smell of the owner.

   "Is it really here?" Ah Zhen looked around, "Can you smell such a far away?..."

   "There!" Baomu shouted.

  Baomu once again proved himself with facts, his nose will never go wrong.

  At the end of the line of sight, among the mixed woods, a man's corpse hung high on a thick tree trunk. The blood flowed down his body to the tree and penetrated into the soil.

  (End of this chapter)