Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 637

  The air in Xiaolan's lungs was suddenly squeezed out.

  The woman's enchanting and bright face was suddenly deformed by countless bubbles. Xiaolan fluttered backwards, Qin Yin and Wen Ling grabbed her hand, and the three began to float up quickly.

  The eyes of women follow them.

  There was only the sound of flowing water beside her ears, and there was only a vague and surging shadow in front of her eyes.

   Xiaolan saw Qin Yin and Wenling stretch out their hands and leaned toward the water.

  Then, their hands were blocked by something.

  咚咚咚!

  Qin Yin waved his fist, smashed it, and made a dull noise.

   Xiaolan held her breath, stretched out her hand to touch it.

It's ice.

  The surface of the water was sealed by a thick layer of ice.

  The three of them were sealed.

  Qin Yin and Wen Ling knocked on the ice in despair, Xiaolan covered his nose and mouth, and looked down.

   Although the light from the flashlight could not reach, Xiaolan could still feel a gaze cast on them.

  The woman is still watching them.

  Xiaolan moved his eyes back, Qin Yin and Wenling gave up, they shook their heads, they looked at each other in a panic while kicking the water.

   Xiaolan's breath-holding time reached its limit. She coughed twice in the water, and a few mouthfuls of cold liquid instantly poured into her body.

  Qin Yin lifted Xiaolan up, trying to find a gap between the ice and the water to allow Xiaolan to breathe.

   Xiaolan pressed her face to the ice, opening and closing her mouth weakly like a dying fish.

   eyes down.

  The woman's gaze.

   Stare at yourself.

   Xiaolan struggled to push away the ice, and pointed down.

  Qin Yin and Wen Ling understood what she meant, and they looked at the stone lotus petal.

   Xiaolan nodded.

  There is no other way.

  Go back.

  The three descended again, and the woman was still floating in the center of the petals, her dark pupils staring at Xiaolan steadily.

  They gathered around the woman and looked at each other.

  Qin Yin raised his hand and waved in front of the woman.

  The woman's eyes remained motionless, still focusing on Xiaolan.

Is    alive or dead?

   shouldn't be a living person, it's unscientific.

  If it is said that people who have died appear in an area, wouldn’t it be...

   Xiaolan suddenly realized.

  This is the world!

  She hurriedly gestured this discovery to Qin Yin and Wen Ling.

  This is not the Fire Lotus Mountain, it is simply a realm of the dead.

  That’s why they get lost again and again, and even go around in circles, they can’t find other companions, because they have entered a strange world and have entered other people’s rules.

  Qin Yin and Wen Ling tilted their heads and looked at her seemingly.

   Xiaolan was very anxious and was about to change a set of gestures for the second time. At this moment, the woman in the center of the petals actually moved.

  The movement was soft and gentle, as if being shaken by water waves as natural as it was. The woman raised her right hand and stretched it towards Xiaolan.

  The woman's palm was slender and white, with a marble-like luster, her fingertips were facing Xiaolan, and she stopped just a few tens of centimeters away from her.

  This gesture.

   is like some kind of invitation.

  She is inviting herself.

  Qin Yin pulled Xiaolan back, and the woman's white porcelain face moved slightly, revealing a smile.

   Xiaolan also stretched out her hand.

  Qin Yin grabbed Xiaolan's wrist and shook his head vigorously at her.

  Xiaolan patted Qin Yin and Wenling on the shoulders, leaving them with a firm look.

  After all, we have no other way.

After   , she quickly stretched out her other hand, and before Qin Yin could react, she grabbed the woman's palm.

Suddenly, the long hair floating around the woman entangled in the palms of the two held together. Xiaolan only felt the water behind her push abruptly. She plunged into the arms of the woman and could vaguely hear Qin Yin. There was a shout mixed with the sound of water, and Xiaolan's sight was drowned in black.

  The woman's hair is like some kind of vine, wrapping the two people who are hugging each other into a cocoon. Then, in front of Qin Yin and Wen Ling, the petals begin to close together.

  Qin Yin grabbed the edge of the petals, and Wen Ling tore the hair that was entwined in circles.

   does not help.

  The petals are closed.

   Before they could make any further action, there was a muffled sound in the water, and the petals began to fall.

  Qin Yin and Wen Ling didn't even hesitate, they grabbed the edge of the petals and sank with the stone lotus.

  The surface of the water became muddy, and they couldn't see each other anymore. The two of them were holding the closed petals, and they could only rely on their hands to make sure that the other was still there.

  Sink.

  Wen Ling’s feet touched the solid, a strong squeezing sensation came, and they were traversing the underwater sand.

  A little bit of breath was squeezed out of the body by the mud, and at the last moment when the two of them were on the verge of suffocation, light appeared.

Red.

  The color of blood.

  Fire color.

  ***

  The fool looked at the man lying not far away, and reacted for a while.

   "He is... the person who went up the mountain with the Porsche owner?"

   "Yes!" Baomu nodded sharply.

   "Also... the owner of the hand that grabbed me just now?"

   "Yes!" Baomu knocked his head, "I was so nervous just now that I didn't notice it, I was so stupid..."

  The idiot looked up at the sky and thought for a few more seconds.

  "Didn’t you say that it was a skeleton hand that strangled my neck?"

"I don't know the specific situation. I can only smell the same smell," Baomu waved his hand. "At that time, when I distinguished the smell of Porsche and the group, there were three of them. Then one of them suddenly disappeared and disappeared. That’s him."

  The two walked towards the person vigilantly.

   "Can you smell whether he is alive or dead?" The fool asked as he walked on his side.

   "He smells..." Baomu frowned, "The ingredients are very complicated."

  "……"

  The two gradually approached.

  No accidents happened.

   "My God," the moment the man's appearance came into view, the fool grinned and sighed, "In this case, it is absolutely impossible to be a living person anyway."

  It was a male corpse with twisted limbs.

The man’s body was wearing a full suit, and all his limbs were bent into unnatural shapes. In addition, the man’s body was wrapped in several layers of transparent plastic sheeting. In the plastic sheeting, several bags of preservative-like things could be seen. .

  The fool and Baomu looked at each other suddenly.

   "Throw the corpse!"

  What disappeared third person, that pair of Porsche owners, simply went up the mountain to throw their bodies!

"I'll just say, what about going up the mountain to play, how can normal people come here to play," the idiot cried, "They secretly killed people under the mountain, thinking that this barren mountain was not patronized, so they came here to throw their corpses. !"

   But after all, the site selection was indeed a good choice.

   Baomu nodded his head, "So this person suddenly disappeared...I was left off the cliff by them."

  The mystery was finally revealed, and the two were very excited.

  In the gap between the two people's intense dialogue pause, a faint cry sounded.

  Look down.

  The corpse of the man wrapped in plastic cloth began to cry.

  (End of this chapter)