Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 923 The Eye of Truth

  Wang Ling lay on the icy ground for an unknown amount of time.

   Until... She was sleeping and felt a pair of warm hands covering her eyes.

   As if the whole world suddenly became clear.

   Sober up.

   asked Ling abruptly opened his eyes.

   She felt she had never been so clear, she knew everything, knew everything.

   In front of her eyes, a flesh-colored thing was obscured. Seeing her move, the thing hurriedly shrank back.

  It was a pair of extremely warm hands.

   Through the fingers of those hands, Wenling saw the man's appearance.

When    asked Ling suddenly, he was confused again.

   "Little...Lan?"

   rustling…

  The man withdrew his hand, stood up, and did not look at Wenling again.

   She turned her back and walked forward.

  Wang Ling supported the ground with his hands and sat up hesitantly.

   That person, that face... is Xiaolan.

but……

  Wang Ling stared at the man's back and slowly climbed up from the ground.

   She measured the man's height, observing her steps and posture.

   This is not Xiaolan, Xiaolan is not so tall.

   But that face...

  The man took a few steps and suddenly turned a corner. Only then did Wen Ling realize that there was something standing in front of the man.

   Monument.

  Qing Ling held his breath unconsciously.

   A dark gray stone tablet appeared crookedly from the ground. There were no words on the tablet, and it would not emit light. There were only rough edges and corners sharpened by the years.

  The man went around to the back of the monument, stood behind the monument, and watched Wen Ling quietly.

   asked Ling to look at the monument and then look at the person.

   and Xiaolan have almost the same face...but their demeanor and gaze are so different.

   Xiaolan's eyes have never seen such desolation and despair.

Eye.

  Qingling stared into the man's eyes.

   Her body softened and she almost fell.

   "Monument..." Wen Ling trembled violently, "You..."

   She saw it.

the truth.

  Wang Ling felt a burning sensation gushing out of his eyes.

   She pointed at the man, her fingers and pupils trembling.

"You are……"

pain!

  Wang Ling knelt on the ground in pain. She covered her eyes, and two blood slid down the bridge of her nose. The place where the blood slid also caused pain that went straight to the bone marrow.

   She knew what the pain was for.

   She saw the truth.

   But the truth cannot be told.

   "You are... ah!..."

   Wenling screamed. She lay on the ground, raised her head with difficulty, and stared at the man with blood-soaked eyes.

   She reached out and grabbed her.

  The man stood silently behind the monument, silently looking down at her.

   Then, she moved.

  The man slowly raised her right hand, she stretched out her index finger, and put it on her lips.

   "Shh—"

   The world in front of Wenling began to distort. She rolled her eyes and fainted again.

  ***

  Qin Yin and the fool raised their feet and crossed the empty door firmly.

   The world around him suddenly brightened.

"my God……"

   Qin Yin and the fool covered their eyes at the same time.

   "Why is it so bright?"

   "You're finally here!"

   A cheerful male voice rang in their ears.

   Qin Yin put down his hand, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the owner of the voice.

   "Eh..." Qin Yin said in surprise, "Shen Fu!"

   Standing in front of the two of them was the new ghost clerk—Shen Fu.

"Why are you here?" As soon as Qin Yin asked, he realized that there was something wrong with his question, where would he be if he was not a ghost, so he changed his mind and asked, "I mean, why is it you? what?"

   Fool also looked a little surprised.

   "Because you are going to cross the bridge with no city, usually, Senior Lingluo should be in charge of this place, but Senior Lingluo is busy with other things today, so I will come here instead, hehe..."

   The smile on Shen Fu's face was extremely bright, full of the innocence and purity of a person who had not yet been beaten by society.

   He turned around and pointed back, the eyes of the two of them followed the direction he pointed.

  This bridge is not what they imagined at all.

   They thought that the reincarnated crossing bridge must be on a dark river, crossing a dirty wooden bridge, and there might be ghosts struggling and screaming in the river...

   But here, it is bright.

In front of    is an open white square, which is somewhat similar to the white stone square in front of the courtyard, but the difference is that this square is built indoors.

  There are several stalls with spirit flags floating in the square...?

   "What are those?" Qin Yin said in shock, "Why is it a bit like a mobile vendor?"

   "Of course not, where did you think you went?" Shen Fu said with a smile, "Those vendors are not mobile, they have been opening stores here."

  Open...shop...

   Seeing the stunned appearance of the two, Shen Fu said cheerfully, "Actually, when I first met, I was surprised too."

   "Isn't... open a shop in the place where you were reborn?" Qin Yin said incoherently, "Sell... what are you selling?"

   It's not always selling snacks, right?

   "Sell some snacks, snacks or something," Shen Fu said, "Do you want to try it?"

   "Oh no no no no..."

   The two quickly waved their hands.

   "Why do you sell food here?" The fool asked as he followed Shen Fu, "Is anyone buying it?"

"Of course someone buys it first before someone sells it," said Shen Fu, "It's not difficult to understand, there are always some people who want to eat the food of this life for the last time before reincarnating. , then his last wish is to eat a Chinese meal, we are so humane, of course we must unconditionally satisfy the wishes of the deceased..."

   Qin Yin raised his hand weakly, "But what you just said was, sell..."

   "Cough cough..." Shen Fu coughed twice embarrassingly, "This is not the point, the details are not important... Let's go, the crossing bridge is just ahead."

  The three passed a booth, behind the booth stood a middle-aged man with a bald head. The man's shrewd eyes swept over Qin Yin and the fool, and finally settled on Qin Yin.

   "Let's have something to eat," the man waved at Qin Yin, "Come, come..."

   "No, no..." Qin Yin shrank back, "I'm not hungry."

   "Nonsense!" The man snorted, "You really want to eat hot pot now, especially the fat beef and sheep in the hot pot, as well as shrimp slippery fish **** and fat intestines..."

   Qin Yin's eyes widened, "Damn it! How did you know that?!"

The    man smiled mysteriously, bent down under his booth, got up, and brought a hot cauldron to the booth.

   The three of them put their heads together.

  The pot is full of fragrant and bright hot pot!

   Qin Yin's eyes straightened immediately.

   "How is it? Do you want to eat it?" The bald head looked confident as he expected, and smiled with his arms crossed.

   "If you want to eat, I can treat you." Shen Fu said.

   "I...I don't eat!" Qin Yin gritted his teeth and forced himself to put his head away, "Go on, I'm going to cross the bridge!"

   (end of this chapter)