Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 109 Sound 4

"me……"

  The situation of Dao Chief is not yet completely transparent, and Baomu, who has been silent in the corner, suddenly muttered.

  "How could it...how could it be..."

  Baomu held the damp stone wall and stretched his right hand forward in vain.

   "That's... Dad..."

  It turned out to be like this.

  "The voice we heard, could it be..." The fool took Baomu and looked at the Taoist chief.

Chief Tao nodded.

   "So each of them hears a different voice," Xiaoyin clapped his hands suddenly, "In the depths of the hole, there is the most impressive voice... Then why didn't I hear it?"

  My most impressive voice?

   Xiaolan reflects on the music and vocals in her ears.

  What is this, I don’t remember at all, why do I have the deepest impression?

  "It seems that this hole will be aimed at each of us, we have to hurry up," the Taoist leader pulled Xiaolan hiding behind him, "the fool helps Baomu, we have to speed up, maybe..."

   "There is light!" The small tone screamed loudly.

  Everyone looked, and from a distance, there seemed to be dots of yellow light in the depths of the cave.

   "That's an exit, or someone..."

As    was talking, the orange light approached quickly, and everyone couldn't react. At the moment when the light enveloped her body, Xiaolan only had time to gently grasp the corner of Daochang's clothes and lost consciousness.

   seems to have entered a dream.

   Xiaolan knew that she was dreaming, and everything flashed before her eyes was so unreal.

  Music is in the ear, human voice is in the ear.

  Listen clearly, this long music, it turns out...

  Densely crowded figures swayed in front of my eyes, and what people were talking about was a mess, and I couldn’t understand it.

  Is this your own memory?

"How did you come?"

A clear question suddenly sounded behind   .

   Xiaolan made a turn around, and an old man with gray hair stood in front of him. Unlike the hazy and illusory scenes around him, the image of the old man was extremely clear.

   "Here is... my memory?"

  The old man's silver eyebrows stretched out, and he narrowed his piercing eyes and smiled kindly.

   "Just forget it..."

   "I... I don't want to forget," Xiao Lan eagerly moved closer, "Tell me, where is this place? Who am I?"

  "You are Xiaolan, don't you know?"

   "What did I forget? Please tell me, I..."

   "You are too stubborn, child," the old man's smile disappeared, "this is not the place where you should appear, you can go..."

  Speaking, the old man's big hands pushed Xiaolan's shoulders, Xiaolan only felt a force hitting him head on, and the whole person seemed to be bounced off, and the music, human voices, and the old man's last sigh gradually faded away.

  When she woke up, she was lying on the ground with her head resting on her thigh. Xiaolan looked around. Everyone collapsed to the ground in various postures. No one else but herself woke up.

  Even Taoist was not spared.

  "Dao Master...Dao Master..." Xiaolan grabbed Dao Master's arm and shook it vigorously, "Wake up everyone!"

   "Xiao Lan." In the mouth of the Taoist leader with his eyes closed, he gently called out her name.

   "It's me, it's me," Xiaolan hurriedly raised up the Taoist leader, "I'm fine..."

  Dao Chang slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his eyes were actually moist.

  "Xiaolan, it's you..."

  (End of this chapter)