Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 684 White-faced woman

  The thick blood plasma hung on the two faces, and the two eyes seemed to turn into dark crimson.

  Luo Jiutian retracted his hands, stared at the two of them vigilantly, and began to back away.

   When his right foot was half a step away from the door, the man jumped up from the ground and leaped over.

   "Strong Thunder!"

  A golden light hit the man's chest. At the same time, a black figure flew over from the right side. Luo Jiutian turned around and suddenly felt a violent tingling pain in his right arm.

  The man’s wife fell to the ground vigorously, with her limbs low, while licking the blood stained on the nail of his right hand, while greedily looking at Luo Jiutian.

  Luo Jiutian quickly raised his right arm and took a look. The woman's attack just now left a shallow scar on his forearm, and red blood was overflowing from the wound.

  After tasting the blood of real living people, the eyes of men and women became more eager and dangerous.

  You have to get out first.

   "Strong Thunder!"

  This time the golden light hit the ground in front of the two, rolling up a thick layer of dust.

  Luo ran after nine days of fighting. Taking advantage of the dusty time, he turned and ran out of the bedroom, following the route in his memory, ran to the door at the fastest speed.

   Behind him, two footsteps approached extremely quickly, Luo Jiutian couldn't even catch his breath. After smashing the door and rushing into the yard, the first thing he did was to turn around and hit the door frame with a strong thunder.

The fragile porch of the house collapsed under this blow, and the two inside the door fell under the broken bricks and tiles. Luo Jiutian did not relax. After leaving the yard, he ran for a while on the foggy road. Only after breathing heavily, he stopped slowly.

"Oh my God……"

  Luo Jiutian simply bandaged himself, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked forward looking around.

  The fog floating in the air is bigger than earlier. Looking from Luo Jiutian's position to both sides, only the fuzzy outlines of the houses on both sides can be distinguished.

  He looked back and made sure that the two of them were not chasing him, before he was slightly relieved.

  As a result, when he turned around, Luo Jiutian found in horror that several figures appeared in the thick fog in front of him.

Luo Jiutian ran to his right side in a hurry. Fortunately, there was an unattended vegetable garden on his right. Now the flourishing wormwood was already half a person tall. Luo Jiutian hid here and kept praying. Those "people" did not see themselves.

  The figure gradually became clearer.

  It seems...There are many people.

indeed.

  Many individual footsteps.

  In addition to this, there seems to be some strange sounds similar to musical instruments.

  Two middle-aged men in black shirts walked in front, and walked in front of Luo Jiutian without squinting. They each held a suona-shaped object, and the strange music came from here.

  But, this is not a suona.

   is not so loud, the voice is longer and deeper, and Luo's neck is cold after hearing it for nine days.

   Two long lines followed behind them. All the men in the line were men in black, and the men looked forward sluggishly.

  They also held something upright in their hands.

  Luo Jiutian narrowed his eyes to look at those things.

  Those rod-shaped objects are about one person tall, and the upper ends are pointed, and they are still glowing with cold.

  That's a blade.

   Luo Jiutian shivered all over, and quickly squatted lower.

  What are these two rows of men with knives going for?

  It didn’t take long for the answer to appear.

  When Luo Jiutian was thinking about it with a sense of crisis, a big guy slowly appeared in the fog. The thing was carried on the shoulders by four men in black, and it swayed past him.

   is a sedan chair!

Oh My God……

  Is it crossing?

  I have never seen a sedan chair in an ancient capital like Bunjing.

  The sedan chair is bright red all over, and looks out of place among the men in black around it. It has a simple shape and looks like it will fall apart in the next second.

  Luo Jiutian looked closely and discovered that the curtain on the front of the sedan was actually nailed to death. A circle of red nails sealed the curtain tightly, and there was no way to see the inside.

   But he doesn’t really want to see it either.

  I guess...it won’t be any good-looking thing.

  When the sedan chair walked in front of him, the person carrying the sedan chair at the right front tripped over a stone, the sedan chair slammed, and the floating curtain on the side flew quietly.

  No, it's not flying.

A pale hand suddenly raised the floating curtain, and an equally pale face appeared. There was a tearful white-faced woman in the sedan chair, and the woman cried loudly in the direction where Luo Jiutian was hiding. .

  "Help me! Help me!..."

   Luo Jiutian didn't react at all, he was only taken aback.

  Aren’t you talking to yourself?

   was discovered?

  She... She is calling for help.

I need to……

   A black-clothed man guarding the back of the sedan responded, he stepped up to the woman, raised the long knife in his hand, and stabbed the woman in the face.

"what!--"

  Blood sprang up on the woman's face, and the white-faced woman instantly turned into a red-faced woman.

  The woman yelled and pulled the floating curtain back. When the man saw this, he backed away expressionlessly and returned to the original position of the team.

  The queue continues to advance.

  Luo Jiutian stubbornly covered his nose and mouth, his eyes widened, watching the two lines of people gradually disappear into the fog.

  Five seconds later, he felt the existence of his body again.

  Gosh, I'm scared.

  He glanced in the direction where the line disappeared.

  What are those people doing?

  The weirdness of this village has exceeded his imagination.

  After the short-term fear subsided, huge curiosity poured out.

  咝——Looking at the battle just now, it should be something related to the village.

  Is some kind of sacrifice? penalty?

  Luo Jiutian lifted his numb left foot and shook it, looking at the fog in front of him.

  Do I have to take a look?

  But... I always feel like I'm dying.

  But if you went to this Fire Lotus Mountain, it was enough to die, right?

  Since you have chosen to die, let's follow through to the end.

   Luo Jiutian stood up sneakily and followed the strange music.

  It didn’t take long for the queue to reappear.

  Luo Jiutian kept a safe distance from the team, leaning behind.

  I want to see for myself, where are they going?

  This seems to be the direction to the ancestral hall.

  Are they going to send that woman to the ancestral hall?

  No, it is not.

  Luo Jiutian saw the outline of the chimney from a distance. The queue passed in front of the ancestral hall, bypassed, and proceeded along the dirt road.

  Go and go, go and go.

  Finally, the speed of the queue slowed down.

   stopped.

Luo Jiutian hid behind a willow tree and looked around.

  There is actually a lake!

  The queue stopped in front of a lake. There was a pile of firewood on the clearing in the center of the willow tree.

  A gray stone coffin lying flat beside the firewood.

  The stone coffin was shaped like a rolled petal, with the lid open, waiting for the next destiny.

  (End of this chapter)