Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 783 Insect Seal

   Wen Ling sighed.

   "There's no other way," Lao Luo smiled at Wenling, "but Miss Wenling doesn't have to worry too much, Mu Yuan is not malicious, just... a little obsessed."

   Wenling nodded with a bitter face.

   obsession, this is already a difficult situation for people with mild social phobia to deal with.

   "Everyone," Shen Fu stopped and said loudly, "I'll send you here, and walk a little further, and you will be able to return to this world."

   "Ah, won't you come with us?" asked the fool.

   "Of course not, I still have a job," said Shen Fu, shaking the spirit flag in his hand, "Uncle Luo is in charge of this matter, I'm just a messenger."

   "When I find a clue, I will contact you in time." Lao Luo said.

  Shen Fu nodded and agreed, and after saying goodbye to the others, he turned around and walked back along the path.

  Everyone watched his back disappear into the fog.

  The crowd took a few steps forward, and as expected, as Shen Fu said, the thick fog around them gradually dissipated, and in almost a blink of an eye, everyone swayed and returned to the familiar lounge.

   After Luo Jiutian stood still, his first reaction was to look for his father. Seeing that Lao Luo was following behind them with a spiritual banner, Luo Jiutian immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay."

   "What's ok?" Xia Hua's voice came from behind him, "Jiutian, what are you talking about? How are you feeling? Is there anything wrong?"

  Xia Hua and Shuangyu were standing in front of the crowd, looking at Luo Jiutian with worried expressions.

   By the way, the few of them haven't experienced what happened just now, and they don't know how to explain Lao Luo's affairs to them.

   "Huh? My father..."

   "Jiutian, shh..." Lao Luo interrupted Luo Jiutian's words, made a silent gesture at them, and said with a smile, "Apart from you, no one else can see me."

  Xiaolan looked in shock at Lao Luo, who was holding the spirit flag, and at Xiahua and the others.

   They really didn't seem to be able to see Lao Luo behind the crowd.

   "Huh?" Luo Jiutian was obviously taken aback as well, and quickly explained, "Oh... I'm fine, Sister Hua, thank you, I feel much better."

   "Really?" Hong Zhi looked at Luo Jiutian, "When you came in from the door just now, you looked sluggish, like you lost your soul."

   "Little Zhi!..."

   After being stopped by Uncle Hong, Hong Zhi mumbled and retreated to the back.

   It turned out that in their eyes, Luo Jiutian just walked in from the door by himself.

   "What you experienced just now is not the time of this world," Lao Luo said, "so in their opinion, you are just collectively stunned...except for nine days."

   Luo Jiutian floated in from the door like a ghost.

   "Nine days, are you alright?" Xia Hua asked with concern.

   "It's okay, I'm okay," Luo Jiutian said with a stunned look, "Sister Hua, don't worry about me, I've already thought about it."

   "I want to open..." Xia Hua and Uncle Hong exchanged glances, "It's broken, Lao Hong, quickly see if there is something wrong with the child's psychology in Jiutian?"

   "I...I'm mentally fine, where do you want to go, Sister Hua?"

  Luo Jiutian's teary eyes haven't swelled yet, and he said these words with this face, no wonder Xia Hua thought crooked.

   "It seems normal to me..." Uncle Hong said.

   "I think there is something wrong with him." Hong Zhi pointed to his head and said.

  "Shut your mouth..."

   "I'm really fine," Luo Jiutian couldn't help laughing, "I've figured it out, Sister Hua, people can't be resurrected from the dead, and my father is so old, it's long overdue... ouch!"

  Old Luo knew that this kid didn't hold back any good farts, so he kicked his **** before he said the outrageous words, almost kicking Luo Jiutian out.

   It seems that even if he becomes a ghost, Lao Luo's strength should not be underestimated.

   The three of Xia Hua and Shuangyu were even more afraid. Li Muyuan and Uncle Hong looked at each other, they nodded firmly, and they flanked Luo Jiutian from both sides.

   "Nine days, don't be nervous, come, let Uncle Hong give you a pulse."

   "Uncle Hong, I'll take the pulse myself."

   "We should be more professional in treating illness and saving people."

   "...But I'm not sick."

   "Muyuan, you catch Jiutian, yes, don't let him run away, Xiaozhi, go and block the door."

   "Where am I going? Uncle Hong...why don't you believe me?..."

   Several people noisily pressed Luo Jiutian to start the "diagnosis and treatment", while the others stood by to watch the excitement, and Lao Luo himself laughed with his arms crossed.

  The corners of Jasmine's mouth also showed a smile, but the pale smile didn't stay for long. Jasmine sighed and groped towards Li Muyuan.

   "Muyuan," Jasmine said, interrupting Li Muyuan who was intently controlling Luo Jiutian, "Did you handle the bodies of the deceased?"

"Yes..." Li Muyuan resumed his serious look, and said, "Because the attackers used poison to kill themselves, I was worried about the spread of the poison. After discussing with the other patriarchs, I organized it to deal with it. Jasmine is in charge. I'm sorry. I made the decision on my own, but it was really helpless."

   "No, I don't care about that. Since it was Shuangyu's decision, it must be justified," Jasmine said, "I just wanted to ask, did you find something strange when dealing with the corpse?"

  When Jasmine mentioned the word "strange", the three of Shuangyu stopped their movements in unison and looked at each other.

has a problem!

   Xiaolan was instantly refreshed.

   "What's wrong?" Jasmine sensed something from this pause, and asked keenly, "Muyuan?"

   "Well," Li Muyuan said vaguely, "As for the strange thing..."

   "Is there really something wrong?" Xia Hua asked in surprise, "Mu Yuan, why didn't you tell us anything?"

  Wen Ling looked into Li Muyuan's eyes, as if he understood something, leaned over and said two words in Xiaolan's ear, "Sixia."

   Four summers?

  Xiao Lan looked at Wen Ling curiously, and asked, "What do you mean?"

   Wen Ling was about to stretch out his hand to make a gesture when Uncle Hong suddenly spoke.

   "Muyuan, let's talk."

   Wenling stopped and pointed to Li Muyuan.

   "Any concerns?" Jasmine asked in a low voice.

   "Hmm..." Li Muyuan glanced at Xia Hua intentionally or unintentionally, "Some..."

  Xia Hua opened her beautiful eyes slightly, "Could it be that you are worried about me? Mu Yuan, is there anything you can't tell me?"

   Now, he can't hide it any more.

"That's it..." Li Muyuan still spoke, "Patriarch Xia Hua, this matter... Let me first say something, I didn't tell you about this matter, not because we doubted you, but... we haven't figured out how to inform you. "

   Xia Hua's face turned a little bad.

   "Speak quickly."

   "On some invaders..." Li Muyuan paused, "We found some traces similar to insect prints."

   (end of this chapter)