Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 691 The inside and outside of the door

   "What did you go to other places?" A circle of people bent down, approached Baomu and asked, "Where did you go?"

   "I don't know, it's just...it seems that the sound suddenly becomes smaller," Baomu pressed his ear to the door tightly, "I can't hear you..."

"Hey!"

  However, at this moment, a clear shout came out from the door, shook Baomu almost smashing his head.

   "You...Did you hear?" Qin Yin pointed to the door with a look of horror.

   "The deaf will hear," said the fool, "someone inside!"

   Baomu turned his head to the side and patted his ears. It seemed that it took a while to regain his sense of hearing.

   "Whose voice was that just now?" the fool asked.

  Baomu shook his head to confirm that he had not lost his hearing, and then calmly said loudly, "It's Xiaolan's voice."

   "Baomu, keep your voice down... is Xiaolan really inside?"

   "That's right!" Baomu said.

  Qin Yin suddenly leaned on the door and started shouting at the door, "Xiaolan! I'm Sister Xiaoyin! Good, please open the door!"

   Quiet for a few seconds.

   "Sister Xiaoyin!" Xiaolan's deformed voice came out, "Great!"

  Although the voice is distorted, the urgency and joy in the voice can still be felt.

  Qin Yin's mouth fell back, and he looked at Baomu and said, "Is this really Xiaolan? Why is this movement?"

   "It's Xiaolan..."

  "It's me!" Xiaolan shouted inside, "Sister Xiaoyin! Help me out!"

   "Listen to the sound, Xiaolan seems to be locked in something," said the fool, "what should we do? Shall we knock the door open?"

   "Xiaolan, you hide, we will hit the door..." Baomu shouted.

   "I am surrounded by stone walls!" Xiaolan replied, "Zhang Boyin is with me!"

   "Zhang Boyin?" Everyone was shocked, "Should Zhang Boyin be with Jiutian?"

"I have no idea……"

  The idiot stepped back two steps, opened his posture to prepare for a run-up, but Wen Ling suddenly yelled, his eyes widened and pointed to the top of the cave wall.

"she!……"

   "Who? What? What did you see?" Qin Yin looked messy.

  Fool and Baomu were also at a loss, "We didn't see anything."

  Wen Ling slowly retracted his fingers, frowned and said, "Let's go."

   "Who is gone?... Xiaolan!"

   "Hey! I'm here!"

  "It's not Xiaolan," Qin Yin shook his head first, then raised his index finger abruptly, "I see, the person who spoke to Xiaolan just now is gone, isn't it?"

  Wen Ling nodded.

  The fool immediately shouted at the door, "Xiaolan, who were you talking to just now?"

   "With you guys! It's Sister Xiaoyin...and then stupid..."

   "No, go ahead!"

   "Oh! It's Fire Lotus!" Xiao Lan said astonishingly, "It was Fire Lotus who locked me in!"

"So Huo Lian left," Qin Yin's reaction was quick, "Just so, let's take the opportunity to unload her door...Hey, Huo Lian, a familiar name... Huo Lian?! That's not it. What we are looking for..."

  Qin Yin’s Oolong has diluted the shock caused by this sentence, and the fool reluctantly retreated to his original position, “You guys get away a little.”

  Two rows of people step aside neatly.

  Fool luck.

   sharp eyes.

   Like a sharp arrow from the string, swish rushed towards the door.

   A low hum.

  Everyone quickly gathered around, looking at the fool who was squatting on the ground and rubbing his arms.

  God, a low "hum", this is a scream for a fool.

   "Does it hurt?" Qin Yin limped and walked over, "I seem to have heard the familiar sound of fractures, idiot, are you..."

   "Ah!" Wen Ling pointed at the fool's twisted right wrist and shouted.

   "Oh! Why are you hitting the door so hard?!" Qin Yin scolded while rummaging through the remaining medicine in his backpack. "You are such a fool!"

   "What's the matter, what's the matter?..." Xiaolan's voice came out in a series.

  Baomu sprayed medicine on the fool's wrist with a scorched head, "Brother fool has a fracture!"

   "Huh?" Xiaolan broke her voice, "Why are you so careless?"

   "I'm okay..." The fool wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I feel the door is a little loose, and it should be fine if I come back a few more times."

   "You'll break adult scum after you come back a few more times," Qin Yin's mouth was blunt, and his bandaged hand was very gentle. "This method probably won't work."

   "I think so." Baomu said.

   "No, the door really moved just now," the idiot struggled to stand up, "At most two more..."

   "No! You stop!" Qin Yin directly sat on the ground and hugged the idiot's right leg, "Xiaolan! Say something! Your idiot is going to hit the door!"

  "Brother idiot, don't hit it!" Xiaolan yelled anxiously, "You will bend again if you hit it again!"

  The fool flicked.

   Damn, I was almost moved.

   "I will try again..."

  "Xiaolan Xiaolan, please persuade him!"

   "Brother fool, you are not allowed to hit the door! You...Only fools can hit the door! Only fools can fracture! Those who fracture are fools!..."

   "Hey!" Qin Yin yelled dissatisfiedly, "I don't agree with that! Some people have broken bones out of helplessness, okay?"

  Wen Ling touched Qin Yin's shoulder.

"Brother idiot, don't hit the door!" Xiaolan's voice became hoarse, "I was in a room just now. As soon as the fire lotus disappeared, it turned into a stone wall, so I feel that this is not one at all. Ordinary space."

  After hearing this, everyone finally became quieter.

   "Even if you smashed through the door you mentioned, it might be useless," Xiaolan continued, "I think there should be other organs."

  Everyone helped the fool and Qin Yin from the ground.

   "Do you have any clues over there?" Baomu asked.

   "I didn't touch it," Xiaolan said, "It's pitch black on my side, only Zhang Boyin, oh, or I'll go to him..."

  "Don't touch Xiaolan, you still don't touch me," Qin Yin hurriedly said to block, "This is not easy, Wen Ling, come and take a look."

  Qing dexterously leaned forward, and looked at Qin Yin curiously, "What are you looking at?"

   "Look at this door," Qin Yin guided, "Can you see the way to open it?"

  Everyone craned their necks and looked over.

   "Look," said the fool, "I really knocked it away."

  Qin Yin squinted at the "gap" the fool pointed out, "That's the door frame, what do you look at?"

   "Door frame?" The fool squatted down unconvinced, touched two of them nearby, and retracted even more unconvincingly. "The door frame has two colors. It's boring."

  "Not only is it boring, it's also fading," Qin Yin grabbed the fool's hand that touched the door just now, and turned it over, "Look at you, what is it?"

  The palm of the fool's palm was stained with a dark color. When the two were wiping their hands in disgust, Baomu suddenly sucked his nose and jumped to the fool's hand.

   "It seems..." Baomu grabbed the fool's hand, lowered his head and smelled it carefully, "It's blood."

  (End of this chapter)