Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 720

  "Haunted?" Baomu was frightened awake all at once.

"Um."

   Qin Yin said, telling the bathroom about the second time.

   "Although," after listening, the fool tapped his chin and said, "That ghost seems to be harmless."

   "That's because you are not the person involved, and the person involved is terrified, right, Xiaolan... Xiaolan? What are you doing?"

   Xiaolan was holding a strand of her hair and observing intently, when she heard Qin Yin's voice, she quickly raised her head.

"what?"

   "What are you doing? Is there anything in your hair?"

   "No..." Xiaolan hesitated to look at the fool, "Brother fool, has my hairstyle changed?"

  No matter how you say I’m a girl, it’s hard not to care!

  "Oh, don't worry, it hasn't changed. Your fool can't see anything. He's a fool." Qin Yin began to stretch out his hand and slammed out the door.

  Everyone walked out the door and ran into the Taoist chief who had finished washing in the corridor. The Taoist chief had returned to normal. After a few greetings, he quickly kept up with the current progress.

  The idiot sneaked over to Xiaolan and asked quietly, "You really didn't change your hairstyle?"

   "Is my hairstyle really changed?"

   "It's a bit longer," the fool nodded, "but don't worry, it looks good."

"Really?"

  "When did I lie to you?"

   "What are you two talking about in the back? Come to the front for me!"

  Qin Yin's voice sounded, Xiaolan and the fool separated instantly, pretending to be okay, and trot to the door.

  Drops! squeak--

  The door opened.

   Xiaolan didn't expect that they would greet so many people into their room. At this time, she was regretting it, and she should tidy things up.

  The curtains are tightly drawn, so the light in the room is not good, the heat in the bathroom has not yet dissipated, and the moment the door is opened, there is a flow of heat.

  There was silence.

  Qin Yin opened the door and walked in first.

  She slashed away the dirty backpack on the ground with her feet, then turned back and said, "Come in."

  She stretched out her hand and opened half of the curtains, and the afternoon sun came in immediately.

  Wen Ling was still lying motionless on the bed in the middle.

  Dao Master was fully awake, he first walked over to test Wen Ling's pulse, raised his head and asked, "Is Wen Ling always like this?"

  Qin Yin nodded helplessly.

   "Don't worry," the Taoist leader continued, "it shouldn't be time yet, let her sleep."

   "Xiaolan, are you talking about this bathroom?" the fool asked, pointing to the bathroom door.

   "Hmm," Xiaolan pointed towards the bathtub, "I was there."

   "Easy to handle, Baomu," the idiot stretched out his hand and pushed Baomu forward, "Let's smell it and see what the **** it is."

  Baomu walked into the girls’ bathroom with a little embarrassment. There were several dripping water marks on the tiles on the floor, and the mist on the mirror seemed to have just dissipated.

  Others stood around the door, watching Baomu's practice intently.

  Baomu sniffed left and right, tilted his head and said, "There is nothing."

   "There is no Lingxi?" Qin Yin asked.

"No……"

  "What about other strange smells? Are there none?"

  Baomu started the task for the second time, frowned and shook his head for the second time, "Isn't it counted as the smell of shaving cream left by previous guests?"

  Good guy, this shaving cream will last long enough.

   "You can smell it here," Baomu pointed his finger to the edge of the sink, "It should have been spilled by the previous guest."

  Baomu's nose, it's a pity not to be a police dog.

   "It seems that it's not haunted?" Qin Yin was even a little disappointed, "What's the reason for that?"

  Everyone exited the bathroom and returned to the living room.

   "Xiaoyin, please point to the place where the erythema appeared on Xiaolan's body." The Taoist said.

  Qin Yin made two gestures on Xiaolan's right shoulder, and quickly confirmed a position, "It's here."

   "Almost..." Xiaolan agreed, "Dark red, it's about this big, it's in this shape..."

   Xiaolan sketched in mid-air with difficulty.

  The Taoist nodded thoughtfully.

   "Do you know what's going on?"

  Dao Master did not answer Qin Yin’s question directly, but said to himself, “You heard her voice not made by Xiaolan herself, but Xiaolan did not hear everything outside the shower curtain."

   "I heard footsteps."

   "Yes, except for footsteps..."

  The leader lifted his chin and thought.

  Everyone waited quietly.

  After a while, the Taoist chief said slowly, "If something really does tricks, then this thing can temporarily arrange two people into different spaces..."

   Xiaolan seems to have thought of something.

   "...In addition, it can also hide its own taste."

  After speaking, the Taoist chief raised his eyes to look at the crowd.

  These two assumptions point to the same conclusion.

   "But... it's impossible," Qin Yin said, "Fire lotus... hasn't it been completely destroyed?"

   Xiaolan's face became a little pale.

  Yes, it can isolate the space and conceal the smell. Isn’t that the enemy they just solved-Fire Lotus?

   "And Huolian's space ability should be limited to the mountain, after all, that is its territory." Luo Jiutian said.

   "No," the Taoist stood up, "have you forgotten the Eight Immortals Village? The spatial tricks of the Eight Immortals Village are from Huolian's handwriting."

  Can't refute.

  The eyes of everyone returned to Xiaolan.

   Xiaolan stared at the ground in a daze.

  Fire lotus is not dead?

  Precisely speaking, for it, there should be no concept of life and death at all, but in any case, I saw the stone lotus broken and sunk with my own eyes. The fire lotus and the power it possessed should have disappeared...

   "Xiaolan, how are you feeling now?" Baomu asked softly.

   Xiaolan frowned and shook his head, "I don't think there is anything else in my body."

  In other words, no matter what was once possessed by me, now that thing is gone.

   "Weird, weird," Luo Jiutian tapped his fingers on the table a few times, "Is it something we haven't seen before?"

   "Will it? Then Xiaolan will not be in any danger, right?" Qin Yin asked hurriedly.

   "It is said to be a new variety, how do I know if it will hurt people?" Luo Jiutian touched his hand in his pocket and took out his phone, "Ask my father, he knows well."

   "Can you still use your phone?"

   "Our phone is not soaked in water, of course it can be used... Hush-I'm calling."

  While speaking, Luo Jiutian's call has already been dialed, and everyone is quietly guarding the surroundings, listening to a series of beeps from the phone.

  Beep——beep——beep——

  Sorry, the user you called is temporarily unavailable...

   "What's the matter, my dad still doesn't answer my call? Is Jasmine so busy over there?"

  (End of this chapter)