Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 922 Crossing the Bridge

   The fool frowned and was about to say no, but was interrupted by Qin Yin.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to die with you," Qin Yin walked up to the fool with a cold face, without even looking at him, "at least let me know what you're going to do. Well, I ran over so hard, I can't just leave like this, right? And...and I have to give other people an explanation."

   The fool opened his mouth, closed it again, and finally spread his hands helplessly.

   "Anyway... I can't send you back directly," said the fool, "but Lu Jieyi..."

   "Oh, I won't interfere with you and your old lover's reminiscence," Qin Yin said, walking towards the empty door, "Are you going there?"

   The fool looked at her back, sighed, and chased after him in two steps.

"right."

   "What's that place?" Qin Yin asked, "Could it be that the place where the dead were reincarnated is just behind that?"

   Fool nodded, "I heard it's called Duqiao."

   "Crossing the bridge... a bit familiar," Qin Yin said, "Then after crossing that bridge, the person will be reincarnated?"

   The fool shrugged, "I've never been here before. These are all just told to me by the ghosts here."

"Hey—that's right," Qin Yin turned his face to the side and looked up at the fool, "Why doesn't Lu Jieyi need to reincarnate in a hurry, under normal circumstances, shouldn't the dead be reincarnated immediately when they arrive at Duqiao? How could she be so special? Woolen cloth?"

   "I really don't know that."

   "You ask her later."

   "I... I'll try my best." The fool had lost all the emotions he had been brewing along the way, so he had to agree.

   The two walked to the edge of the empty door, raised their heads together, and looked at the solemn and abrupt door frame and doorpost.

   "Ah, I didn't expect that I would have such a day," Qin Yin said, "I thought I had no chance to see the place where I was reincarnated."

   The fool grinned, "Could it be that you can still live forever?"

   "I mean, I think that when I die, I will go to the grave mountain instead of the court," Qin Yin rolled his eyes, "and what's wrong with immortality? Maybe someone can live forever."

   "Okay, okay, you're right," the fool softened so quickly for the first time, "Xiaoyin, let's go in."

Qin Yin nodded, and before stepping into the empty door, he let out a long sigh, "Alas - I don't know where Wenling is waiting for me, I hope she has returned to reality, otherwise she will be afraid of herself alone. of."

  ***

   Wen Ling groaned and rubbed her little ass.

  She was sitting among the wet leaves, with small scratches on her arms and face. She pouted and looked up at the hill behind her. Ten seconds ago, she had just rolled down from there.

In the depths of the forest, there is the humid fog unique to late autumn, and everything here is wet and slippery. The soft soil soaked with dew and the Kengci crooked-neck tree that fell down at the touch of a touch taught him a lot.

  Of course, maybe his increasing weight is also one of the reasons.

  Wang Ling rolled down the hillside holding the broken crooked-neck tree and sat on the ground, feeling pain all over his body.

   She grunted twice in grievance, and then threw away the branch in her hand in anger, stopped grunting, and stood up straight.

   I used to humming all the time, it was coquettish to others, but now no one sympathizes with me, humming is useless.

   You have to move on.

It is true that Wangshan ran the horse to death. I don't know if the horse is dead or not. Wenling is about to die of exhaustion. She looked forward. According to her memory, she had to climb another hillside like this before she could Get to that spot of light.

   I fell from this hillside, I already lost half my life, if I fall again...

  Qingling sat back again.

   It is still safer to stay here.

only……

   The woods here are very quiet, even ghostly. There are no insects or animals in the forest, and there seems to be only one spirit who can move freely.

   So, this is definitely not a real forest.

   However, the quieter the surroundings, the more Wen Ling felt that there seemed to be someone else here.

   That spot of light.

   A gust of breeze blew through the forest, causing the leaves to shatter, and Wen Ling jumped up from the ground in fright and looked behind him suddenly.

   Nothing but wiggling leaves.

do not have it?

no.

   "Alas..." Wenling shook his arms, expressing his reluctance with all his movements, "Humph!"

   She got up lazily, stepped on the fallen leaves, and continued on.

  Life cannot stop.

  Ask Ling, come on!

  Wang Ling raised his hand, gave himself a light breath, then returned to that half-dead expression, dragged his body, and started to climb the mountain with difficulty.

   Although it was tiring to go up the mountain, at least it was not dangerous. Askling no longer dared to rashly choose a tree with a crooked neck. She used her feet to test whether the roots of the tree used to support her weight were firm, while moving up the mountain.

   After an unknown amount of time, she was finally about to climb this last mountain.

   The sky is still the same as when she landed here, and it has not changed for so many hours.

   It seems that the concept of time does not exist here either.

   Wen Ling let out a small roar, and before exhausting his strength, he stretched out his feet and reached the highest point.

  The field of vision suddenly became wider.

  Wang Ling supported his stomach, leaned against the tree trunk, gasped for breath, and looked at the foot of the mountain.

   From a distance, you can really see something.

   But the thing looked… more like a big rock than a flickering point of light.

   Is that the spot of light you saw just now?

  Qingling tilted his head in confusion.

  Stones don't emit light or reflect light, right, but...the spot where they flickered just now is indeed here.

   Wenling breathed evenly and began to descend the mountain cautiously.

   I can’t roll down this time. The hillside this time is not the kind of small hillside just now. If I’m going to roll down, I guess it will be…

Although   Wang Ling wanted to focus his attention on his feet, his eyes always swept to the big stone unconsciously.

   is getting closer and clearer...

  Light gray stone, square, flat, somewhat like...

   asked Ling's heart suddenly startled.

   That stone is like a stele.

"what!……"

   The soil under Wenling's feet suddenly loosened. Before she could grab a nearby tree trunk, she fell down, stepped on the slipped soil, and rolled down the mountain again.

  It hurts...

  It hurts too much.

  Wang Ling's eyes were covered with soil and fallen leaves. As she rolled, she wanted to open her eyes and look at the stone.

   That stele.

   That secret.

   The truth they've been looking for.

   She is approaching.

boom!

  Qingling's head slammed hard against a raised stone.

   She fainted.

   (end of this chapter)