Monument of Life and Death

Chapter 692: Ghost blood

Chapter 692 Ghost Blood

"Blood?" everyone said in unison.

"Blood? What blood? Who is bleeding?" Xiaolan also shouted at the door, "Is it fool? Brother fool is bleeding?..."

"I'm fine, not me," the fool answered Xiaolan's question first, and then asked Baomu, "Is this blood? Are you sure?"

"This is indeed blood, but... it smells very strange," Baomu sniffed again, "It doesn't look like human blood."

"Is it the blood of an animal?" the fool asked, "It's weird, what kind of animal is that?"

"It seems...not..."

At this time, Wen Ling, who had been standing next to him, stared at him, and pointed to the black and red palm of the fool, and said crisply, "Ghost blood!"

"Ghost..." The fool's hand twitched, "Damn it, can't it be poisonous?"

"What does ghost blood mean?" Qin Yin asked.

"Ghost..." Wenling didn't know how to answer, so he looked around looking for props, and finally came out from behind everyone Shen Fu who was in a daze, "Ghost!"

gave Shen Fu a glimpse, "What?"

"Ah... that's what it means," the fool nodded, "This is the blood of the deceased."

Wen Ling let go of the bewildered Shen Fu, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Then this..." Baomu looked at everyone, then at the door, "Why is there blood there?"

Everyone actually understands a bit, but they don’t dare to say anything.

"I see!" Shen Fu first raised his hand to answer, "There are other people like me, such as the woman I met on it."

"It makes sense." The fool leaned against the wall awkwardly, perfunctorily.

"Thinking about it this way, that woman might have wanted to come down here," Shen Fu got more and more excited. "Maybe she, like us, wants to open this door."

"Hmm..." Baomu also dealt with it.

"I understand," Shen Fu's reasoning was overwhelming. He assumed Conan's posture, his bare wrists propped his chin, "Now there is only one question left. How do we open this door?"

It seems...this has always been the only problem.

"Door frame... blood..." Shen Fu shouted again, "I see! Use blood!"

"Ah~" Everyone pretended to have a sudden realization, and looked at Shen Fu with admiration, as if they were saying "Why didn't I expect it".

"Bao Mu, fool, I think we need our blood to open this door," Shen Fu said seriously to the two of them, "In this case, let's get some blood out."

"Uh...actually I think..."

"I don't know how much it needs," Qin Yin interrupted the fool, and muttered and took out the folding knife in the backpack. "Then I'll pierce my fingertips for a while... ah, it hurts a bit. Who will come next? Come on, Wen Ling, don't hide behind, you will be knifed sooner or later..."

The idiot and Baomu hadn’t even come to remember to tell Qin Yin the truth, "We should only need the blood of Mr. Shen’s alone." The unspeakable hapless Wen Ling had already clutched his fingers and hummed and walked to the idiot, indicating that he was down. one.

"I...I just cut here," Shen Fu pointed to the position of his arm for Qin Yin, Qin Yin did not hesitate, raised the knife in his hand, and Shen Fu's eyes widened slightly, followed by a sigh of relief." Wow, your knife is good, it doesn't hurt."

"Thank you for the compliment, I usually practice a lot...Come here, Baomu."

"Sister Xiaoyin...Ah! It hurts!"

It seems that the performance of masters is not always stable.

Everyone held their **** fingers (and arms) and looked at each other.

"Who will try first?" Shen Fu asked.

The fool and Baomu took a step back tacitly, "Shen Fu, you come first."

"Huh?" Shen Fu said, "But I don't even understand this..."

"You should just touch the door."

"Okay..." Shen Fu hesitated to squat to the place where the fool touched the ghost blood, stretched out his right arm, hesitantly leaned over, "Then the next one will be treasure...Huh? Something!"

As soon as Shen Fu's blood-stained arm touched the edge of the door frame, the whole door suddenly began to tremble.

The fool quickly pulled Shen Fu back, "Look, this door seems to be deformed."

The joint between the wooden door and the stone wall began to twist and deform, and the edges seemed to be melting. With Xiaolan's yelling, the color of the wooden door gradually dimmed. In the blink of an eye, Xiaolan covering his eyes appeared. Before them.

"Ah, your light is too bright."

The three quickly moved their flashlights and rushed over.

Qin Yin wanted to be the first person to hug Xiaolan, but his legs were inflexible, and he was preempted by the fool and Baomu. The two touched Xiaolan's hair to confirm that the child was temporarily intact, and then he was relieved. .

"It turns out that one person's blood is enough," Shen Fu was still muttering, "It's a pity."

"Great," Xiaolan finally regained his vision, holding everyone in tears and not letting go, "I miss you so much..."

"We miss you too," the fool stood up and looked behind after being pulled away by Qin Yin, "Where is Zhang Boyin?"

"He's behind...Huh? What about people?"

Behind everyone, it was not the end of the passage, but a deeper darkness.

Furthermore, Zhang Boyin was completely out of sight.

"He was clearly behind me just now," Xiaolan said, "right here...what happened to sister Xiaoyin's legs?"

"I'm fine, where did you say Zhang Boyin is?"

"It should be... here," Xiaolan walked two steps back, stood still, and said, "Probably in this position, he is lying on a black cloth, as if he is stuck to the ground, he can't move. move."

"But he has disappeared now," Baomu said, "and, I didn't smell him at all."

"how can that be possible?"

"Could it...that's just an illusion," the fool speculated. "Isn't the real Zhang Boyin?"

"I don't think so."

"Let's do this," Qin Yin said, "Let's move on, it's not the end anyway."

"this……"

"I think it can." Shen Fu agreed.

It seems that Shen Fu’s curiosity has been completely lit by the few drops of blood just now.

The light from the flashlight shone deep into the darkness, and it reflected a black stone wall that was almost the same as the surroundings.

"Maybe Dao Chang, they are waiting for us in the depths of the cave." Qin Yin said.

Too.

After all, people haven’t arrived, and it’s not time to retreat.