Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 667

   "Fu Shen?" The fool raised his voice, "Is that you?"

  The end of Bone Mountain crackled for a while, and after a while, Shen Fu's frightened voice came.

   "Where are you?!"

   Baomu rushed to the vicinity of Bone Mountain and explained the current situation to Shen Fu.

  Qin Yin and Wen Ling cast doubtful eyes at the fool, and the fool raised his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, Shen Fu is just a dead man."

  There are more question marks above their heads.

"Are you joking?"

"What are you kidding?" The idiot put away the smirk on his face and said seriously, "Shen Fu is a dead man, by the way, he was the one killed by the couple. Didn't you see that Wen Ling?... "

The awkward expression on Wenling's face stayed for a few seconds, and soon changed to a suddenly realized appearance, "Murder!..."

"Yeah, that woman is a female star, and they killed Fu Shen." The fool Ruoyou looked at Qin Yin with a desperate look, "Shen Fu is a pianist, and his hands were chopped off by those two people. It was broken, and the blood drained. They are really good or bad, don't you think Xiaoyin?"

  Qin Yin's cheeks blushed, and then he scolded, "I am, what a bad person, I still believe her because of it."

   "Don't blame yourself, everyone has the time to judge people by their appearance."

"I... I didn't judge people by their appearance," Qin Yin turned around with angrily. "Only Xiaolan among us judges people by appearance. I was purely deceived by her acting skills. Didn't you say that she is an actor?... …"

  Sure enough, it couldn’t be better to pull people who were not on the scene out to back up. Fool and Wen Ling wanted to refute, but after thinking about Qin Yin’s words, it seemed that Qin Yin was right, so he smiled and accepted the argument.

  "Fortunately, they are all dead, and they are considered retribution." Qin Yin moved to Baomu's side and said loudly.

  The husband Shen over there calmed down suddenly.

   "They are all dead? The woman is also dead?" The fool narrowed his eyes. "Did you see her body?"

   asked Ling to raise his hand high, "Fire!"

  Qin Yin nodded and explained, “She found our tent that night and took a knife. It was scary. As a result, she spontaneously ignited outside our tent.”

   "Huh?" This was completely unexpected by the fool and Baomu.

The husband Shen on the other side of Gushan seemed to move, and he should be listening.

  "Nursery rhymes..." Wen Ling reminded.

   "Yes, she chanted that nursery rhyme before she spontaneously burned," Qin Yin continued, "It's the one that the kid under the mountain reads when something went home and went home again."

  This time it was the turn of the fool and Baomu to look confused.

   "It's true," Qin Yin and Wenling nodded together, "She appeared suddenly, and Xiao Lan was shocked."

   "Is Xiaolan with you too?"

"what……"

  Qin Yin told Xiaolan's story again, and the relaxed smiles on the faces of all four people disappeared.

   "So Xiaolan is also missing." Baomu lowered his head.

  Qin Yin sighed, “We thought we could find Xiaolan here, but we didn’t see her even after we got here. I even found you all.”

   "I see," the fool pointed his flashlight at Bone Mountain, "Fu Shen, can you see the situation over the cave?"

  After a while, Shen Fu said slowly, "It seems... as if there is a door."

  ***

  The iron door behind him slowly closed and hit Xiaolan's back. Xiaolan was startled and finally recovered.

  Xiaolan looked at the boy’s body, at her trembling fingers, and at the boy’s struggling to fall off his shoes.

   Killed him himself.

  No, it's Fire Lotus.

  Xiaolan confirmed that there was no scene of strangling the boy in her memory. The extreme situation accelerated her thinking, and Xiaolan quickly found the answer.

  The boy’s death should be a real thing.

  I am borrowing the identity of Huo Lian to experience her experience. He and Huo Lian will also make many different choices, but in fact, I cannot influence the known ending.

  So, even if he didn't do it, the boy was still dead.

  In the once real world, was killed by the fire lotus.

   Xiaolan thought of the boy laughing with him hiding in the crematorium, and his heart was sour.

  In reality, the boy and Huolian must have never had such friendly exchanges.

  But...what did they say?

  What did the boy say that made Huo Lian a killer?

   Xiaolan sighed, and reprimanded himself with quitting the crematorium. There seemed to be a woman's call in the village. Xiaolan gritted her teeth and closed the iron door.

  When I find the answer, I will come and bury you myself.

   Xiaolan turned and left the crematorium, hiding in the bushes aside, and thinking while observing the road outside the ancestral hall.

  According to the current situation, I know that Fire Lotus stole the body of the Prophet, and Fire Lotus was the Prophet’s wife. The Prophet and Fire Lotus were supposed to be about the same age. Since he came out of the Great Altar, he has grown old.

  It seems that the key to the problem lies in why the prophet entered the high altar and why he grew old.

  Where can I find the answer?

   Xiaolan thought of the book under the sacrificial table of the ancestral hall.

  Is there really only one book?

  The person who writes the book should know all this, right?

   Xiaolan hesitated for a while.

  If you want to know the answer, you have to go to the village to find someone to learn the truth, but once you show up, you probably face the fate of being roasted again.

  I didn't think of the conclusion, a conversation sounded far from one end of the road, and approached here, Xiaolan hurriedly retracted into the bushes and peeked through the dense foliage.

  It was a man and a woman who were speaking, and the woman’s voice was crying. Xiaolan immediately recognized the hoarse voice. It was Ermao’s mother.

   Xiaolan turned to look at the crematorium behind her, and lowered her eyebrows slightly.

  "My Ermao...from last night...always..." The woman's voice gradually became clearer, and it really was Ermao's business. Otherwise, what else could happen, it was her child.

  "Don't worry...definitely..." The man's voice was low and his tone was very calm.

  The two figures appeared, with gloomy expressions on both faces, the woman's face was full of tears, and the man's eyebrows were about to come together.

   "Don't worry, I will let everyone find it this afternoon." The man hurriedly said to the woman.

"Thank you so much..." the woman wiped off the tears that came out of her eyes, and said in a choked voice, "I really can't help it. Although Ermao is naughty, he has never disappeared for so long. Village chief, I'm really scared. ..."

  The head of the village?

  Xiaolan opened her eyes wide and raised her ears.

  The man is about forty or fifty years old, and he must be older than Huolian. He should know a lot of things.

  Perhaps... what will be in his home.

  The two quickly passed by the road ahead. Xiaolan listened to the conversation and gradually moved away, confirming that there was no one else around. She got out of the bushes, looked at the two people in the distance, and followed.

  (End of this chapter)