Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 174 Problematic Box

  Xiaolan is indulging in the beautiful notes played by the two instruments, and something has been added to her voice.

  It is easy to distinguish this time.

The girl’s low groaning voice and the knocking Muyu sound came together. Although Xiaolan still couldn’t find the place to make the sound, she could tell from the low groan that this was Wu Ren’s little attendant, the voice of the girl in the long skirt just now. .

  Is she the only employee here?

   As soon as a low groan appeared, there were also some fine noises in the dark environment.

   Right in front of them, the noise came from the position of each candle.

   Xiaolan looked intently, and the wooden boxes in front of the candles trembled slightly with Muyu and the young girl's groans.

  As if something is hidden in the box, struggling to get out.

  Wu Ren placed the right hand holding the small tower flat on the top of the driver's head, and put the other hand on the spire of the tower.

   Closed his eyes, and accompanied by the girl's whisper, Wu Ren also said softly.

  The rhythm is the same as the whisper, but the content seems to be different.

  Xiaolan adjusted her mouth very carefully, and found that Wu Ren's muttering content was really different from that of her muttering.

As Wu Ren read, the candle in front of the driver's master suddenly brightened.

   Gradually light up all the candles around.

  The dazzling candlelight spilled on the face of the driver's master who closed his eyes. The driver's master was obviously very nervous, biting his lower lip, his facial muscles twitching slightly, and his hands holding the wooden box trembling.

  In an instant, as if dizzy, a thin black air slowly floated from the box.

  The black air seemed to be conscious, a little closer to the burning red candle.

  Wu Ren’s spell is louder.

When the black energy was about to surround the candlelight, it suddenly seemed as if there was a force pulling it in the opposite direction. The black energy was struggling to approach the candlelight, but was pulled farther and farther by the invisible force.

The place where    was pulled towards was the model tower in Wu Ren's hands.

  Wu Ren kept chanting the curse, and could not even hear her breathing.

  The model tower was in her hands, and it slowly released a soft golden light.

  The black gas finally penetrated into the model tower. As more black gas entered the tower, the appearance of the tower gradually brightened.

  Is this the process of voicing?

   Xiaolan hadn't fully understood the scene before him, and something unexpected happened.

  The black gas entered halfway, and suddenly it seemed to be stuck by something. The light on the tower body flashed twice, and the black gas actually slowly flowed back from the entrance of the model tower.

   Xiaolan stared at the black air curiously.

   Is this what should happen?

  Wu Ren’s spell sound became louder. Xiaolan raised his head to see Wu Ren's brows furrowed, and the hand holding the model tower was trembling.

  It seems that something terrible has happened.

  The black gas flowing back from the tower did not re-target the black box in the hands of the driver's master, but still flowed back to the burning candle, and the gesture must be mixed with the candle light.

  Wu Ren’s voice is getting louder and louder, and his speaking speed is getting faster and faster.

  But that power can no longer affect Black Qi.

  Finally, Black Qi leaned toward the candlelight like a small hand of the devil extending out of the void.

  The moment the black gas touched the candlelight, the fire suddenly dimmed.

  Along with the fire, there was a violent reaction from the driver, who was sitting on his knees.

  The driver's master seemed to be attacked suddenly, his upper body leaped forward and directly vomited a mouthful of blood.

  The smell of blood quickly permeated this space.

"not good!"

   Wu Ren made a decisive decision and stopped chanting the spell. After the spell stopped, he threw the model tower aside, helped the limp driver and took the box in his arms.

   "Baby! I want to stop, this box is not right!"

  Wu Ren shouted to the void, Xiaolan knew that she was talking to the girl in the long skirt.

  The drums, bells, and low groans in the distance stopped suddenly.

  The black air has slowly enveloped the candlelight that has nowhere to hide, the candlelight gradually darkens, and the state of the driver's master is also deteriorating.

  The driver's master was already unconscious, convulsing all over, his head sinking almost to the ground.

  Wu Ren hugged the box, stretched his arms, and brought the box closer to the black air and candlelight.

  If there is a seemingly red light on the surface of the box, the round luster like jade glows.

  The warm red light gradually brightened past the lingering candlelight.

   Things have turned around again.

  The force holding the black energy reappeared, the force became bigger and more direct, and the black energy was rudely pulled toward the box.

  After the black gas dissipated, I saw that there was only a faint flame left in the candle.

  But there was no black air, the little flame swelled a little bit, and the candlelight brightened again.

  The driver's master made a sound of taking a big breath of oxygen.

  In the end, he softened and fell on the ground without responding.

  The people in Xiaolan watched the whole process, not knowing whether to help or how to help.

  The last trace of black air was recovered into the wooden box.

  Wu Ren patted the box, and the dim light on the surface of the box suddenly converged and turned into a wooden box with no characteristics at all.

   A long cry.

  Wu Ren looked down at the driver's master who had just sprayed blood on his stomach, and turned to smile at them.

   "I'm sorry... I failed this time."

   Xiaoyin hesitantly asked, "Can we talk?"

  Wu Ren nodded tiredly.

   "Let's talk, the votive is over, this time I didn't succeed."

   "What happened just now?" Pineapple asked softly, "How is the master? How are you?"

   "Let's explain to you later," Wu Ren waved his hand, moving slowly but gracefully, "In general, this matter is not as simple as we thought, and it takes some effort to get this thing done."

  Wu Ren rejected their proposal to help move the driver's master out, and picked up the white jade lanterns used for lighting when they came in, and led the group back from the same way.

   Xiaolan walked at the end, and suddenly stepped on something and slipped.

  The partners immediately supported her.

  Wu Ren turned his head when he heard the sound, white light came, Xiaolan saw clearly what he stepped on in front of him, it turned out to be a small extinguished candle.

  Wu Ren stared at the candle with a serious expression.

   "It wasn't me who stepped on it," Xiaolan explained quickly, "it was already out when I touched it."

"I know."

  Wu Ren shifted his gaze to Xiaolan, his gaze softened.

  Without hesitation, Wu Ren turned his head and walked forward.

  Everyone quickly followed.

   "There are still extinguished candles here." Xiaolan asked.

  Wu Ren didn't look back, his voice was calm, and even a little cold.

   "There are burning candles, and of course there are extinguished candles."

   "It's extinguished...Is it okay?"

"It's already extinguished, what else can I do?" When he finally came to the exit, Wu Ren opened the curtain, and the natural light outside the curtain poured on Wu Ren. Wu Ren turned his head and looked like a god, "there is nothing left. It’s so small, it’s been burning long enough."

  (End of this chapter)