Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 34 Want to kill me?

  It is an eye, a human eye, a huge eye.

  The eyes moved away, and an ugly face appeared. Xiaolan remembered her. In almost a second, Xiaolan thought of him.

  This is the man who killed himself in a dream!

  The man's eyes were fierce and fierce, and the red blood threads in his pupils were intertwined like a spider web.

   "Dead woman!"

   Xiaolan struggled to sit up, and before he lifted his upper body, the man's palm climbed up and strangled Xiaolan's neck forcefully.

  There was a whimper in the throat for help, and the creaking sound of bones colliding with them.

  The man's horrible face leaned in front of Xiaolan's eyes, looked straight into her eyes, grinned, and let out a string of harsh laughter.

   "Hahahahahaha, you women all deserve to die!"

  Xiaolan can smell the hot stench from the man’s mouth, the disgusting smell, the disgusting ugliness.

  No pain, no fear, Xiaolan only feels angry and nauseous.

  It may be that the disgust in Xiaolan's eyes stung the man. The man tightened his hands. Xiaolan felt that his neck might be broken, but it still didn't hurt.

   Xiaolan's eyes widened, her bloodshot pupils stared at the man without fear.

  "I'm not dead yet!" The man's grin narrowed a little, but the power in his hand increased, "I see how long you can live!"

  Want to kill me?

  His eyes were gradually covered by a thin layer of red, and Xiaolan looked behind the man through the red layer.

   Simple tiles, irregular wooden boards, and dried vegetables hanging by the door.

  This is the small warehouse next to the house.

   Xiaolan showed a cold smile.

  This is how you killed Xiaohua?

  There was something hot on her waist, Xiaolan trembling with her right hand and touched it, it was something in her pocket.

  Things in your pocket.

   is Xiaohua’s hairpin.

   Xiaolan stroked the sharp corners of the peeling paint of the branch-shaped hairpin.

  Want to kill me?

   Xiaolan's eyes dazzled.

  No one can kill me.

   Xiaolan exerted all her strength, raised the hairpin, and pierced the man's turbid left eye.

"what!…"

  The scream sounded, accompanied by a burning "crack" sound, the man fell backward, covering his eyes with his hands.

  Black smoke continued to gush out between the fingers, and the man roared with pain. As the black smoke seeped out, the man's body gradually changed.

  There were wounds on the intact body. The wounds were deep and shallow, long and short. They were cut directly from the clothes to the bones. The wounds were bleeding. Due to the man's struggle, a pool of blood formed on the ground.

   Xiaolan grasped the hairpin tightly, supported the ground with the other hand, and staggered to stand up.

   Touched his throat, there was no deformation as he had imagined, and he could only vaguely feel the sunken finger marks.

   Xiaolan looked down at the hairpin.

  There is no blood on the hairpin, but it is faintly glowing, and it is hot and hot in Xiaolan's palm.

  Do you also feel your mission? Want to avenge the master?

  Xiaolan's eyes are cold, her usual good-will and gentleness disappeared.

   Xiaolan clenched her hairpin tightly, raised her hands high to the dying man on the ground screaming.

   Then, let me do it for you...

   is the little flower...

  "Xiaolan!..."

   A familiar call sounded in his ear.

  'S voice is very anxious, with a cry of trance.

   Xiaolan was stunned.

  It shouldn’t be, this person’s voice, familiar calling, crying, how can he cry?

  Why is there crying, for me?

  Dao Master is crying because of me?

   "Xiaolan!"

  The roar of grief and anger suddenly sounded, as if it came from her ear, and it seemed to hit Xiaolan's heart directly through something.

   Suddenly, the **** hand appeared again. Before Xiaolan had time to escape, she was caught again, and the man’s **** face could be seen between her fingers.

  In the next second, Xiaolan fell into the blood pool that had just left the blood pool, but already had an experience, Xiaolan almost started to go upstream the moment she fell into the blood pool.

   "Xiaolan!"

   Dao Master’s voice is still reverberating, Xiaolan speeds up, she knows Dao Master is looking for her at the end.

  Finally, the blood became thinner.

   Xiaolan threw herself out of the water, opened her arms, with a happy smile.

  In front of him was Dao Master’s back figure standing at the door, Xiaolan fell from mid-air, and did not meet Dao Master’s warm embrace, but fell behind him.

"what!"

   Pounced on the ground, Xiaolan screamed unconsciously, and ate a bite of soil.

   "Xiaolan!"

  Dao Chang heard the sound and turned his head, the flashlight fell to the ground, and he strode directly over, helping Xiaolan to carefully check her situation.

   Xiaolan still wanted to wipe the dust off her face, but was so stared at by the chief, she was not ashamed to reach out and wipe her face.

Dao Chang's eyes flickered, and he couldn't say a word. After confirming Xiaolan's situation, he just breathed a long sigh of relief incomparably forbearing.

   "Scared..."

  Dao Chang’s voice was very soft and gentle, with warm air, which made Xiaolan soft.

"I...I was taken away by him," Xiaolan said incoherently for a while, not knowing how to describe what happened. "Swimming up from a red pool, he was going to strangle me, I...I just beat him. frame…"

  The chief Taoist listened patiently, frowning, "fight?"

Shouldn't    be simply beaten?

   Xiaolan understood Daochang’s eyes, a little shy.

   "He... he is afraid of that hairpin, so I use a hairpin..."

  Hairpin!

  Thinking of the hairpin, Xiaolan was startled. She was empty-handed, and she didn't know where the hairpin fell.

  Xiaolan bounced directly from the ground and slapped her pocket hastily.

  No, no, no.

  The commemoration is not the second thing, Xiaolan thought with no conscience, the key is the weapon that can hurt that man.

  "Hairpin...hairpin..."

   Xiaolan rummaged through all her pockets.

   "Is it Xiaohua's hairpin?" Dao Chang shook his flashlight a few times, "Where are you under your feet, don't you feel that you are awkward?"

   Xiaolan raised her foot, her hairpin was lying on the ground honestly, no longer glowing or hot.

   Quickly picked it up and blew, Xiaolan carefully put the hairpin that saved her life back into her pocket.

   "We don't have to be afraid of him if we have a hairpin," Xiao Lan patted his pocket, "Dao Master, you continue to say, what ability does Xiao Yin have?"

  Looking at Xiao Lan, who was full of pride, he seemed to feel relieved.

   "Small sound has special control over space..."

  (End of this chapter)