Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 639 Contracting This Vegetable Field

  After listening to the man’s story, the idiot spat angrily, hating why he kicked that kick in the first place, and that he should let the dog and the man and woman die in this deep mountain and old forest.

"You two don't need to be sad, I just looked away," the man saw that the two of them had a bad expression, and quickly comforted them. "The ghost who picked me up said that as long as people do bad things, they can't escape punishment anyway. Although I have not made any contribution to society in my life, I am confident that I have never done a bad thing. Xiaoshan Xiaode has also repaired a lot. The ghost said, maybe I can choose when I reborn. As for the direction, I will play the piano in my next life. Those songs that I have already mastered will be a new experience for me. What a great experience... Moreover, their gang will not end well, they commit crimes. Too much, sooner or later will be retributed..."

   "They have been retributed," the fool and Baomu confirmed their eyes, and decided to tell the man the truth, "we don't know the woman, the man is dead and committed suicide."

   "Suicide!" The man looked more shocked than when he said of his own death, "He will commit suicide? What's the matter?"

  The two threw the dog and the male corpse into the wild, after which the man was inexplicably possessed.

   "Gosh...this...this should be considered good news...but it's weird."

   "It's very strange," the fool began to disassemble the plastic sheet wrapped around the man. "So we hope to get some clues from you. Did you really notice anything else?"

   "So to speak..." The man awkwardly cooperated with the fool and freed himself from the plastic cloth. "Before I woke up, I seemed to have seen the faces of both of them...I thought it was an illusion."

"and then?"

   "Then fainted again, and when I woke up, it was only you two."

  Well, it seems he knows so much.

   "But what's the matter with your hand?" Baomu asked.

  "My hand?" The man looked down at his empty sleeve. "Did you see my hand?"

  The idiot hesitated for a moment, and told him about his attack by the skeleton hand.

  "Is it my hand?" The man looked complicated.

   "It should be," Baomu nodded, "Do you know what's going on?"

   "I don't know whoa..." The man shook his head blankly, "But, are my hands here too?"

   "Also on this mountain."

   "That..." the man said haltingly, "Can you take me to my hand? Please."

  ***

  Dao Chang and Luo Jiutian looked at the place that was supposed to be a ruin from a distance.

  There is indeed a ruin.

  Blackened bricks and tiles, collapsed walls, there seems to be dust floating in the wind that has not yet dispersed in the air.

  But in the wreckage of the village, there are people.

  Luo Jiutian and Dao Chang walked through the last ditch and came to the chaotic woods opposite Lianshui Village.

  In the few surviving chimneys, thick smoke with the smell of food billowed, the shattered village was bustling with hustle and bustle, and the empty windows reflected the shaking figures.

   "What's the matter?" Luo Jiutian hid behind a tree, "Didn't you say that everyone in the village was burned to death?"

"Sh -" Road longer staring at them from the window nearest the door, "you look carefully."

  The yellowing sunset light reflected the dark figure in the dark window. Luo Jiutian squinted his eyes for a while and took a breath of cold air.

"them……"

   "Yes," the Taoist stood up straight, "They are all dead."

  The people walking back and forth in the window were scorched dead people. The sound of chopping and cooking reverberated in the village. The people in the whole village were doing the same things as they did when they were alive.

   "I should have thought of it..." The Taoist murmured, "Nine days, we are no longer on the Fire Lotus Mountain."

  Luo Jiutian looked sideways at Dao Chang.

   "We are in the world now."

   "Jie? Xiquan?" Luo Jiutian hurriedly took out the Panlong Pond, "but I didn't feel anything."

   "I didn't feel it either. This time it was very different." The Taoist chief walked out of the woods and began to approach the village. "Let's go, nine days, let's enter the village."

   "Huh? Just go in like this?"

   "Just go in like this," Daochang waved his hand, "I'll find you something to eat."

  The road leader did not evade, and directly bypassed the first house and walked towards the depths of the village.

Luo Jiutian saw the appearance of the person in the room at close range. The person's facial features were burnt to a blur by the fire. At this moment, he was sitting on a stone bench by the door in a daze. The left half of the person's body was charred. The two of them He walked straight in front of him, but he did not respond.

  In the second house, there is a female-looking person who is cooking. The woman's long hair is unkempt, but her face is still intact. Seeing them passing by, she didn't even raise her head, just cooking intently.

   "It seems that this Xi circle does not belong to them," Luo Jiutian commented professionally, "These dead people have no personal will at all. They are just props arranged by the landlord."

   "That's right." Without looking back, Daochang walked forward.

  "Then what do we eat? Do you eat what they make?" Luo Jiutian's expression management lost control, and he looked at the broken pot with a grin, "They can eat whatever the dead, we are living."

   "Of course it won't work to eat their cooked rice directly," the Taoist finally stopped, "but we can use their ingredients."

  Luo Jiutian unknowingly followed Dao Master to the front of a vegetable field. It was early autumn, and the vegetable field was full of lush greenery. Dao Master waved his hand and pointed to the vegetables in the vegetable field.

  It’s like saying, “Look, this is the vegetable plot I contracted for you. Eat whatever you want.”

  ***

  Girls are not so easy here.

Don’t say it’s easy, Wen Ling already feels that the curve of his body is about to be reshaped by the underwater sand. Although he usually hopes to make his flesh more perfect, according to his own vision, how shouldn’t it be? It's this pinch method.

  Qin Yin opened her mouth, feeling the air in her lungs being squeezed out, but she quickly closed her mouth again, she was afraid that she would vomit out her intestines.

  When the red light appeared, all feelings disappeared.

  They thought they were dead.

  Unfortunately, no.

  Because something worse awaits them.

   With two bangs, the two of them fell on a piece of soft ground. Suddenly, the fall brought up red sand and dust. While coughing, the two of them got up from the ground.

   "Wen Ling!" Qin Yin saw Wen Ling not far away, and ran over quickly, "Are you okay?"

"It's not bad……"

  Wen Ling coughed violently.

"That's good."

  Qin Yin patted Wen Ling's back, looking around the scene.

  Red, red everywhere.

  The stone lotus petals disappeared.

   Xiaolan, disappeared.

  (End of this chapter)