Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 959 Mischief

  Xiaolan was originally carried by the man in his pocket, but he was knocked out of the way.

   The bottle with Xiaolan rolled around on the ground a few times, and it rolled into the door unharmed.

   The man was half-kneeling on the spot, staring at Xiaolan angrily.

  Xiaolan tentatively climbed up in the bottle.

   It seems right, when he is free from the perverted Lingxi, he can enter this door normally, but the pervert cannot enter.

  This door... Can it actually stop Lingxi?

  This orphanage is not easy...

  Xiaolan looked at the inconspicuous little door.

   Suddenly, with a creak, a door in the room was opened, and a series of brisk footsteps gradually approached. After a while, a little girl about five or six years old came out of the corridor.

   She bounced to the door, and just as she bent down to change her shoes, she noticed the bottle on the ground.

   "Huh?" The little girl reached out and grabbed the bottle, looked it up in front of her eyes, and then her expression collapsed, "Yeah!—It's a spider!..."

   The little girl raised her hand and threw the bottle out.

   is enough.

  Xiaolan once again experienced the feeling of riding a roller coaster. After landing, she bounced a few times on the ground before rolling back to the perverted feet.

   The pervert grinned and picked up the bottle.

   Xiaolan sighed.

   escaped by himself, but not completely.

The little girl stretched her neck in shock, as if she wanted to make sure that the spider in the bottle had crawled back secretly. Seeing that Xiaolan did not appear again, the little girl breathed a sigh of relief, continued to change her shoes, and jumped out. Door.

  's perverted eyes focused on the little girl.

  Xiaolan's heart suddenly hangs.

   This **** guy, shouldn’t he…

   Sure enough, the pervert stared at the back of the little girl, he grabbed the bottle in his hand, and followed.

  The little girl walked to the swing in the yard. The swing was swaying slightly in the wind, and the sun made the seat cushions warm. The little girl hummed a nursery rhyme, sat on one of the swings, and began to swing.

   The perverted eyes were swarthy, with narrow pupils like a cat, locked on the little girl's body.

  It's over, he must be thinking about attacking this little girl.

   Contrary to Xiaolan's expectations, the pervert turned around, grabbed another swing, and sat down.

   He sat on the swing, watching the little girl beside him fluttering in the wind with joy, he smiled mischievously, kicked his legs lightly, and also swung up.

   creak... creak...

   After a while, the little girl noticed the swing beside her.

  In the eyes of the little girl, there was no one on the swing, but it was swinging recklessly.

   The little girl blinked, and the swing slowly decreased. In the end, the little girl stopped in place. She looked at the swing beside her with a pale face.

   "Hahahaha..." The pervert laughed loudly, "How stupid..."

The little girl seemed to freeze, and sat there motionless until the pervert had had enough, he kicked the ground hard, the swing stopped suddenly, the running swing made a loud noise, and the two chains were Driven by inertia, he swayed forward, but was pulled back by a perverted force.

   He stood up and looked down at the little girl.

   The little girl didn't know what was going on yet, her big, dazed eyes were watery, and she looked around aimlessly.

   The pervert took out his pocket and took out the bottle.

   Xiaolan in the bottle crawled up.

   The pervert raised the bottle to the top of the little girl's head, with the mouth of the bottle down, tilted the bottle slightly, and then pulled out the stopper.

  Xiaolan immediately slipped off the smooth surface of the bottle and fell uncontrollably...falling...

   is quite accurate.

   Xiaolan just landed on the tip of the little girl's nose.

"what!-"

The little girl let out a scream that pierced the sky and fell backwards. The body that Xiaolan was in was obviously also frightened, and crawled up everywhere on the little girl's face. The little girl raised her hands, While howling, trying to drive away Xiaolan.

   But Xiaolan crawled too fast, until the people from the two rooms rushed out, the little girl still couldn't find the spider on her body.

  Xiaolan hid in the little girl's thick hair, and looked at the people running in the distance in shock.

   She saw the fool.

   Metamorphosis was also seen.

   The fool hurried over with a concerned look on his face, calling out the little girl's name.

   The black flame in the perverted eyes ignited vigorously again.

  It turned out that his purpose was this—by making fun of this little girl to attract the attention of other people in the room, so that the fool could come out of that door by himself.

   is not a normal pervert.

   Fool ran at the front, he knelt on the ground with a plop, and picked up the little girl who was lying on the ground crying.

   "Xiaojia, are you alright? What's wrong with you?"

   "Xiao Jia!…"

   "Xiaojia! What happened?!" A middle-aged woman stumbled over, her eyes widened, and she reached out and groped on Xiaojia's face, "Where is the injury? Tell my aunt..."

   "...Spider..." Xiaojia rubbed her tears, her words blurred.

"what?"

   "Spider...Spider..."

   "Aunt Ping, she seems to be talking about spiders," said the fool.

The little girls behind    showed expressions of disgust and horror.

   "Where are the spiders?..."

   "Xiao Jia is most afraid of spiders..."

   "Xiaojia, don't be afraid, tell Brother Zishan, what's wrong?" The fool helped Xiaojia and asked, "Did you see a spider?"

   "The spider...on me," Xiaojia sobbed and said, "crawled on my face..."

   "You have nothing on your face," said a little girl.

   "Only your tears," said a seven- or eight-year-old boy behind, "and snot."

  Xiaojia blushed and immediately touched her nose, "You are talking nonsense, I don't have a runny nose!"

   "Okay, Xiaojia," the middle-aged woman squatted in front of Xiaojia and straightened her hair, "The spider has gone, we're not afraid, okay?"

"…okay."

   "Then we won't cry."

   "Aunt Ping, I won't cry anymore."

  Aunt Ping rubbed Xiaojia's face, stood up with a smile, grabbed Xiaojia's hand and said, "Then let's go back to the room?"

"Um…"

  The farce fell, and a group of people walked back.

   But the fact is that Xiaolan, who is a spider, did not leave.

   She still stayed on Xiaojia's ponytail.

   When Aunt Ping reached out and wrapped her arms around Xiaojia's shoulders, Xiaolan followed Aunt Ping's sleeve and climbed onto her clothes.

   Xiaolan finally escaped.

   She could still feel that perverted and hateful gaze.

  Because, just now, he tried to attack the fool again, but he found that he couldn't touch the fool's body.

  He couldn't touch anyone here.

   Only Xiaolan can.

This in the end is why?

   Xiaolan, who also had doubts about this, quietly huddled on Aunt Ping's clothes and followed them into the house.

   (end of this chapter)