Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 936 Plastic Bag Refined

   Not only Xiaolan, others also noticed.

   "Ah!" Qin Yin quickly sat up from the chair, pointed to the window of the room and shouted, "Something flew past the window just now!"

   "I saw it too!"

   Xiaolan's reaction was the fastest, she jumped up directly and rushed towards the window.

   The others followed.

  There are two small windows on the big window, one of which is open. Xiaolan leaned in front of the open small window and looked out the window.

   The private room they were in was on the second floor, and the window was empty and nothing except an air conditioner hanging on the outer wall of the building.

   "What's wrong? What happened?" The fool rushed over immediately and looked out the window with Xiaolan.

   "There was a white thing that flashed past here just now," Xiaolan gestured with her finger to trace the thing's running track, "But now it's gone..."

   "That's right! I saw it too!" Qin Yin said hurriedly.

  Qingling also nodded, "Yes."

   "Have you seen what that is?" asked the Taoist priest.

   The three girls frowned for a while and then shook their heads.

   "I also seem to have seen something..." Luo Jiutian scratched his head, "But I thought it was a bird."

"bird?"

   "Uh... I guess," Luo Jiutian said, "After all, it flashed past the window."

   "Could it be just a bird?" asked the fool.

"No, it's impossible!" Qin Yin also squeezed to the window and gestured with his hands, "That white thing flew past like this, super fast, birds don't fly so fast when they fly against the wall. "

The Taoist priest pondered for a while, then turned his head and asked Baomu, "Did you smell anything?"

  Baomu fanned his nose and said, "The smell of the hot pot is too strong, and there are many diners here, and the fish and dragons are mixed, and it is impossible to distinguish any unfamiliar smells."

  Xiaolan was still on tiptoe and looked out the window diligently.

This hot pot restaurant is built in the community, and outside the window is the small square that the residents of the community usually use for their activities. At this time, a few elderly aunts and uncles are leisurely exercising on the sports equipment. Everything is so peaceful and quiet, like something It never happened.

   "Strange..." Xiaolan muttered.

   "Okay, don't worry about it anymore," the fool patted Xiaolan's back, "It's probably a bird, or a plastic bag or something."

   "It's definitely not a plastic bag," Qin Yin said. "There is no wind outside, and the plastic bag can't fly...unless the plastic bag is fine."

   "What could that be?" Baomu asked, carefully smelling the space outside the window.

   "Does that thing leave any smell?" the Taoist priest asked.

  Baomu sniffed and smiled a little ashamedly, "It's all hot pot flavor."

   It seems that Baomu's nose has been marinated by the hot pot.

   "I don't think we need to make a fuss," Luo Jiutian said, "Even if it's something special, what's the purpose of that thing?"

   "Eavesdropping on our speech." Qin Yin said of course.

   "Fortunately, we didn't talk about anything other than the topic of hot pot just now." The fool said.

   Daoist priest shook his head, "We also talked about where to go later."

   "Ah..." The fool lengthened his voice, "Could it be?..."

  Everyone is a spirit.

   "Quick! We have to leave quickly!" Luo Jiutian hurried back to the table, picked up his cell phone and jacket, "What if that thing also goes to the bridge building?"

A group of people got busy right away. Those who wore coats wore coats, and those who carried bags took the bags. The Taoist priest took the lead and ran downstairs to pay the bill. After a while, a group of people rushed out of the hot pot restaurant in a mighty manner, still carrying in their hands. Five servings of fat beef that didn't make it to the table.

  The car was parked on the road outside the community, and everyone ignored the strange eyes of the people around them and ran out.

   "It's not too far from the bridge and building," the fool said after getting into the car, "about ten minutes by car."

   "Hurry up, let's go quickly!..." Qin Yin was panting, "We have to get before that group of people!"

   The car started, drove, drove a distance of about ten meters, and stopped again.

   "Stop!" Qin Yin slapped his thigh, "Oh, I just remembered, what kind of car are you driving, I'll take you there directly!"

The    fool turned his head and asked, "Are you okay? Will this distance be a little far?"

   "I have sent them farther," Qin Yin said as he began to cast spells, "Did I rest for too long, and you all forget how good I was before?"

   "I mean...you just came back from the courtroom, don't you need a rest?"

   "Me, just eat enough," Qin Yin snapped his fingers with his left hand. At the same time, the space in his right hand had opened up, and a light blue light circle appeared out of nowhere, and began to slowly enlarge, "Let's go."

   Everyone squeezed around in the cramped space in the car, and entered the aperture one by one.

  The moment Xiaolan jumped out of the aperture, she smelled a smell of dust that had accumulated over the years.

   She jumped to the tawny floor, and with a bang, a cloud of dust was thrown up on the floor.

   The Taoist priest and the fool were already standing in front of them, looking around, and a small exclamation came from behind. She turned her head and just caught the trembling questioning spirit.

   "Ah!" Wen Ling raised his head and saw the surrounding environment, his eyes widened, "Yes!"

  "Shh—" Baomu in front quickly turned his head and made a silent gesture at them. He pointed to the door and said softly, "Be quiet, there are people outside."

   Xiaolan nodded and began to look around.

  This is a spacious living room. The light in the living room is a little dim, and dust is flying everywhere. Where people walked, there were footprints that turned into dust.

  Everything in the living room is so desolate and lonely, but it is very well preserved.

   Qin Yin jumped in last, and the aperture disappeared.

   "It's here," Qin Yin's eyes sparkled, "Ah...it doesn't seem to have changed, but it seems to have changed."

  Wang Ling led everyone to Lu Shoucai's bedroom.

  The door was closed, and the dust outside the door frame had formed an armor that enveloped it.

When    was about to reach the door, Baomu suddenly stopped and sniffed hard.

   "What's the matter?" The Taoist priest asked sharply.

   "It seems..." Baomu raised his hand and raised his index finger, "It seems that something has come..."

  The fool was stunned for a while, then ran to the door immediately and opened the bedroom door.

   A breath of fresh air blows.

  The bedroom window was open, the air outside the window drove away the dullness of the room, the breeze brought the gauze curtain beside the bed, and the gauze curtain fluttered, the room seemed to come alive.

   "Family portrait!" Qin Yin couldn't hold back his voice any longer, and pointed to the wall opposite the crowd and shouted, "The family portrait should have been there!"

   (end of this chapter)