Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 607 Cough

After the battle of Wangcheng, they all suffered different degrees of injury. Qin Yin's injuries were mainly caused when he led Xiaolan to break through the space taboo. She did not make a major reaction at the time, but her body still remembered. The pain at that time caused her to almost suffer from PTSD.

   "Then what should we do?" Baomu sneezed.

what to do?

  I can’t stay in Wuyu Town forever, waiting for the plague to pass, and in case...that thing infects them.

  Dao Master also became distressed. After a while, he said, "Today is too late. Let's find a place to stay in the town. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

  "Live here? Will you not be infected?" Baomu said worriedly.

  "This plague shouldn't be so serious, right?" Qin Yin yawned, "If even the hotel is not safe, then it is estimated that the land on which we stand is not safe."

  It is more than 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and there is no pedestrian in the street, only a few cars hurriedly waiting for the traffic lights, and then hurried away.

  The town looks very peaceful, it doesn’t look like it has suffered a disaster at all.

  Their car was sliding slowly in the middle of the street. The shops on both sides were not completely closed. Several 24-hour pharmacies and convenience stores were all lit up. The fool parked the car in front of a convenience store, and several people entered in file.

  There was only one male clerk in the store. Seeing a customer coming in, the clerk put down the phone lazily, put the mask on his ear to his face, and looked at them with a pair of small eyes.

  It seems that the plague here is at least not serious enough to affect daily life.

  There are also plenty of goods on the shelves. They picked a lot of food and moved it to the cashier to pay the bill.

Suddenly, Baomu standing behind coughed a few times.

  The male clerk's eyes suddenly became vigilant, he suddenly stopped his hand movement, stared at Baomu and asked, "Are you...are you okay?"

  Everyone turned their heads to look at Baomu, the Taoist chief smiled and relieved, "Don't worry, we just came in from outside the city."

   "Then he..."

   "I...I have an itchy throat," Baomu cleared his throat while pinching his throat, "cough cough... all right."

  "Just came in from outside the city?" The clerk then counted the goods, but his worried little eyes still swept over them, "Are you still letting outsiders come in? I thought it was closed."

   "It's been sealed now, we are the last people to come in," the Taoist chief asked in a chat while taking out his wallet, "I don't know when it will be sealed...Do people in your city know?"

   "Who knows this?" The clerk shrugged, "The person above has the final say."

  Silence.

  Xiaolan believed that she should be on the stage, so she squeezed to the cash register and blinked at the male clerk with big clear eyes, "Brother, is the plague here serious?"

  The male clerk hesitated.

  Qin Yin embraced Xiaolan’s shoulders, showing a loving smile and said, “You’re not afraid, mother will protect you... Our child is just coward, don’t mind.”

  The play is over, the old actor.

"Hurt, what's serious," the male clerk finally said, "Just because the plague has been spreading, no one is really sick, I feel..." The male clerk pointed upwards mysteriously and lowered it. The voice said, "It's what the people above are doing."

  The group looked at each other, a little confused.

  "Don't you guys say it out..." After finishing speaking, the clerk specifically urged.

   "The plague is coming, but no one is sick, are they?"

  What kind of plague is this?

  The clerk shrugged his shoulders again and shook his head nervously, "I didn't say it."

  Everyone left the convenience store, returned to the car, and drove slowly along the street.

  The night shift clerk in the store, some are playing mobile phones, and some are eating supper, but everyone looks relaxed and content, and there is no sense of urgency of waiting outside the city.

what happened? It seems that the people in the city did not take the plague seriously.

  Finally found a hotel with a vacant room. The little girl at the hotel’s front desk had her mask loosely hooked on her chin. Xiaolan couldn’t help but ask, “Miss, are you not afraid of the plague?”

  The girl understood what Xiaolan meant, she smiled, pulled the mask to her face, and said, "Don't be afraid."

  "This plague is not serious, is it?" Qin Yin also asked.

   "Well... at least it's not as serious as the news said," the girl nodded, "I haven't seen anyone really sick anyway."

  Similar to what the male clerk said.

  The girl quickly collected Luo Jiutian’s identity information and gave them the room card.

  "The three leftmost rooms on the third floor, please feel free to contact the front desk if you have any requirements."

  As they walked up the stairs, Xiaolan turned to look, and saw that the girl pulled off the mask again and lowered her head to play with her mobile phone.

   "What's the matter?" Baomu pulled out a piece of paper and blew his nose, and said dully, "The people in Wuyu Town don't seem to care about the plague at all."

   "But since the plague is not serious, why do you want to close the city?" Luo Jiutian asked.

   After a while, the Taoist leader replied quietly, "In order to make outsiders think that the plague is very serious."

  Dao Master’s remarks seemed to indicate something, and it seemed that they didn't say anything.

   "Why?" Qin Yin asked.

  Everyone looked at the Taoist leader.

  Tao Chang took a bite of his lunch, and looked at them, "I don’t know...Are you not going to eat?"

   "...I thought you discovered the truth."

  Tao Master took another bite, pursed his lips and smiled, "How would I know? No one in the city knows."

After eating supper, everyone went back to their respective rooms. As soon as Wen Ling saw that he didn't have the physique of staying up often, he was already groggy. Xiaolan slept on the bed between Wen Ling and Qin Yin, listening to the two. The sound of people's even breathing slowly sank into sleep.

  However, their next door is not so peaceful.

   Fool and Baomu lived next door. For them, the first half of the night was still quiet.

  Until Baomu's cough broke the silence.

  A sudden rush of warmth from his throat shattered Baomu's dream and forcibly brought him back to reality. Baomu sat up in the dark, clutching his chest and coughing vigorously.

  He picked up the mineral water by the bed and took two sips.

  However, before the water completely slipped from his throat, the urge to cough came again. Baomu couldn't hold back it, and directly sprayed a sip of water on the bed.

After   , there was another violent cough.

   "Bao Mu?" The fool also woke up, "What's wrong with you?"

   rustling sound, the fool got out of bed and turned on the light.

  The white light suddenly appeared, and Baomu saw the scene in front of him.

   "What's the matter?" The fool walked towards him.

   "Wait! Don't come here!" Baomu covered his mouth, his voice trembling, "Fool brother, put on a mask!"

  (End of this chapter)