Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 615 Milk

  The mouse did not notice their existence.

   "It seems to be the credit for this," Dao Chang patted the inner wall of the machine, "Thanks to it, our voices and smells cannot be transmitted."

   Xiaolan thought for a while, "So they want to hide here?"

  She was referring to the mummy.

   Xiaolan just took advantage of the chaos to put the mummy's head back, but it was a bit uninstalled. At this time, the mummy was leaning on the other end of the machine, his head tilted on his shoulders, and it looked like he had lost hope.

Daochang shook his head, "I still don't know what happened to these corpses."

  The three people watched beside the glass for a while.

  From their perspective, they can only see the machine in front of Luo Jiutian, and I don’t know where the fool and Wen Ling have gone.

   "But we can't stay here all the time, right?" Qin Yin asked.

  The angle at which the leader turned the flashlight, and checked it up, down, left, and right.

   "I'll go out and have a look first."

  "Are you yourself?"

   "Just in case," the leader grabbed the inner handle, "you are waiting here."

  唰——

  The sliding door slid open, with a strange smell coming at you, but in any case, it was much better than the air inside.

  The machine landed on a dark brown quagmire, the Taoist stepped down, half of the shoe upper fell into the quagmire, and no longer sank.

"Close the door."

  The two closed the door obediently, and quickly flashed to the window.

  The leader outside looked around, his expression was a bit stern, he dragged his footsteps and walked towards the machine in front of him.

  He reached out and knocked on the door.

no response.

   "Nothing will happen in nine days, right?" Qin Yin's face was almost stuck to the glass.

  Something happened?

   "No way." Xiaolan wiped a sweat.

  Is there anything going to happen?

  Through the glass area of ​​the machine in front, they could see the back of Luo Jiutian's head, which was leaning on the glass motionlessly, as if they hadn't heard the Taoist knocking on the door.

  Is something really wrong?

   Both of them couldn't sit still a bit. At this moment, the Taoist leader opened Luo Jiutian's door.

  He leaned in, and after a few seconds, he retracted.

   Dao Chief carried Luo Jiutian on his shoulders and stepped back.

  Qin Yin and Xiaolan opened the door in time.

   "Come out." Before the two of them could question, the Taoist chief waved at them, "It's safe outside for now."

   "What happened to Brother Jiutian?"

"fainted."

As expected, Luo Jiutian rolled his eyes and lost consciousness.

  Xiaolan was shocked. Didn't she look like this when she fainted?

  "Fortunately, it’s just dizzy, it’s okay, just give it a slap..."

  When Qin Yin and Dao Chang awakened Luo Jiutian, Xiaolan walked a few steps on this muddy land.

  This quagmire is not big, they are almost at the edge, surrounded by towering black rock walls, Xiaolan dare not take photos on the rock wall, worrying that something strange will appear.

  On the quagmire, there are only two machines.

  "Where are the fool and Wenling?" Xiaolan asked.

  Dao Master did not look up, "Not here."

After   , they still dispersed.

  Before being crushed by Qin Yin among the people, Luo Jiutian took a cold breath and woke up suddenly, barely keeping his important acupuncture points, he sat up, breathing heavily, and retched vigorously.

   "Oh my god... my god... my whole life..."

  The three of them slapped him on the back together.

   "Where is this?" Luo Jiutian finally raised his tearful eyes.

  Qin Yin sighed, "Mouse's nest."

  The three told him what they had seen and what they had guessed.

  The teammate is lost.

Uncertain future.

   "Gosh..." Luo Jiutian regretted that he woke up.

  "Farewell," Qin Yin grabbed Luo Jiutian on the ground, "Quickly stand up and work...Master, shall we find fools and questioning spirits first, or mice first?"

  Although according to the current situation, they can't find any of them.

Dao Chang hesitated for a while on this non-existent multiple-choice question, then he pointed to two machines.

  "Move out the two bodies first."

  ?

  All three people have question marks above their heads.

  Because of the loss of two teammates, do you have to forcibly fill the vacancy of two people?

   "Why?" Qin Yin asked.

  "Did you not smell the smell here?" Dao Master stroked his right hand, "There is this smell on the mummy."

   "So... they have been here?" Xiaolan understood what Taoist meant.

  Four people, holding two corpses, walked to the edge of the quagmire.

   Xiaolan looked towards the world under the quagmire.

  It's all black.

   "Where did all the mice go?" Qin Yin pointed to the black abyss under the mire, and asked, "Did they disappear from here?"

  Dao nodded.

   "Then we..."

   "Go down too." The tone of the Taoist leader when he said this sentence was as natural as he was saying, "You must have breakfast if you are strong."

  Luo Jiutian was the most shocked.

  Wake me up first, then let me move the corpse, and then let me go into the mud.

   Then he did.

   "How do we get down? Just jump?" Xiaolan stretched out a leg, hesitated, and then retracted.

   "Of course not."

  Looking at Dao's appearance, the three of them felt a little relieved.

   "Let's climb down."

  Where did Dao Master’s confidence come from?

  Naturally comes from the affirmation of the strength of the companion.

  A few minutes later, the three grumbling poor men grabbed the mud on the rock wall and crawled down the edge of the slippery abyss.

   Xiaolan held the flashlight in his mouth, and unknowingly ate a lot of mud.

   But to their surprise, it didn't take long for them to end.

  On the ground are piles of soft grass velvet.

  There are no mice or strange sounds, only the sound of their muddy shoes rubbing on the soft grass.

   Xiaolan squatted down and sniffed, "It's weird."

"what's happenin?"

  "Have you not smelled it?" Xiaolan pointed to the velvet, "the grass on the ground has a smell of milk."

   "To be precise," the Taoist corrected Xiaolan's words, "the neighborhood is full of milk smell."

  Why does it smell like milk?

  Does mouse milk also taste like this?

  "Go ahead first." said the Taoist, he began to walk to the wide flat ground in the distance.

  The rock wall was above them, and several people raised their flashlights and walked carefully in this low but wide space.

  The ground gradually sloped, and they began to climb. At the end of the light, a small mountain peak could be seen on the ground.

   Straw fleece slashed across their upper, Xiaolan reached out and touched it, soft and warm.

  It doesn’t look like a mouse’s den at all.

  The four of them walked so slowly.

  A sound of slumbering dreams came to their ears.

  The four froze.

   Immediately afterwards, there was another coquettish smacking sound.

  The voice is right in front of them.

  The four ran together.

  (End of this chapter)