Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 778 Poison

  This...is a good fortune among misfortunes.

   "Shuangya's words..." Xiaolan turned her head and found that the two from Shuangya had long gone, "I don't know if they have cured Qiao Nian."

   As soon as the voice fell, there was a door opening from downstairs.

   "They should be back," Xiaolan said, and walked outside the bedroom door, "I'll take a look."

  Xiaolan walked to the corridor on the second floor and looked downstairs while leaning on the railing.

There was a man and a woman standing in front of the entrance. The girl was younger and looked in her early twenties. The man was about fifty or sixty years old. The umbrellas in their hands were still dripping. to the living room.

   "Why doesn't there seem to be anyone?" the girl asked pokingly.

  The man put the two's umbrellas into the umbrella stand, put on slippers, and looked around, "Is this what the Xiahua family said?"

   "Should... yes!" The girl found Xu Ye's body on the long table and hurried over, "Master, there is a person here!"

  The man slightly rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the long table.

   "Is there only one person?" The man was still looking around, "Didn't the Xia Hua family head say there are two people?"

   "Master, he is already dead." The girl put her hand on Xu Ye's neck and shook her head at her master.

   "Dead? Then why did you call us here?... What the **** is going on here?"

   "I'll call Miss Hua..."

   "Two!" Xiaolan shouted, walking down the spiral staircase in the two's surprised eyes, "I'm sorry, are you from Shuangyu?"

   The two of them looked at the little girl with blood all over her clothes but with a bright smile.

"You are……"

   "I'm Jasmine's friend." Xiaolan said hurriedly.

   The two looked puzzled until Jasmine's figure appeared in the corridor on the second floor.

   Daoist priest supported Jasmine's hand and carefully led her downstairs.

   "Jasmine is in charge."

The    man saluted Jasmine and reached out to pat his apprentice.

   "Isn't she invisible..." The girl muttered and saluted.

   "That has to be polite too."

   "It's okay, it's okay," Jasmine walked down tentatively, holding the railing with one hand and the Taoist priest with the other, "Listen to the voice... is it Uncle Hong?"

   "It's me," Uncle Hong smiled, "How is the recovery of Jasmine's family?"

   "Uncle Hong, you should just call me Jasmine." Jasmine finally stepped on the ground, she and the Taoist priest both breathed a sigh of relief, "Otherwise I won't be used to it."

   "Actually, I'm not used to it either," Uncle Hong dragged a chair and handed it to the Taoist priest, "but rules are rules after all, no matter what, He Yi has been completed, and you are already the head of Jiutan."

   "Master..." Jasmine murmured and sighed, "That's right."

   "Jasmine, who is this?" The girl pointed at Xu Ye's body and asked.

  "You really are neither big nor small..."

   "What happened to me? Isn't Jasmine about the same age as me?"

   "Then you can't either..."

   "It doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter," Jasmine waved her hand, interrupting Uncle Hong's reprimand, "You're asking... who is it?"

  Jasmine lost her eyes, and of course she couldn't see who the girl was referring to.

  Uncle Hong was so angry that he looked like he was going to beat up the **** the spot.

   "This one is dead, this one is dead," the girl hugged the back of her head and ran aside, "Who is this dead?"

  Xiaolan pursed her lips and looked at the girl admiringly.

  It was the first time I saw someone who was more reckless than Qin Yin, and I really admired it.

   "This is..." Jasmine hesitated.

   "He's from Jiutan," the Taoist priest replied, "Li Muyuan said that he was no longer saved."

"Oh, it's Mu Yuan and the others who came here," Uncle Hong said, "Since Mu Yuan said so, there's nothing we can do, people can't be resurrected from the dead, Jasmine, don't be too sad, other people's injuries have already begun. Good luck, you have to cheer up as soon as possible."

The    girl also nodded heavily, but at this time she forgot that Jasmine couldn't see.

   "Uncle Hong, don't worry," Jasmine's voice was steady and soft, "I'm not the kind of person who dwells on the past. This time, thank you very much."

   "You're welcome," Uncle Hong said, "By the way, Patriarch Xia Hua said there were two injured, and the other was..."

   "Will he die too?" the girl asked.

   Uncle Hong glared at the girl.

   Xiaolan also glared at her.

   "It's me," Xiaolan said, "but I'm already fine, don't bother you guys."

  The girl stared at Xiaolan in surprise, and said awkwardly, "But you're covered in blood."

   "Oh this is... this is his blood," Xiaolan made up a reason casually, "I didn't bleed, it was all skin trauma."

   "That's why you hurried Miss Hua like that..."

  Uncle Hong finally couldn't bear it any longer, and hit the girl with a loud bang on the head. The girl hummed and screamed, but she could be considered to be obediently following behind Uncle Hong and quieted down.

   "Since the deceased has passed away, then I will ask someone to take him away," Uncle Hong said to Jasmine, "After all, it is not an option to keep the body here."

   Jasmine nodded stiffly, "Then... trouble."

  Uncle Hong walked aside to make a phone call. The girl stood between the three of them, looking here and there, looking like she couldn't be idle for a second.

  Xiaolan thought about it and walked towards the girl.

   "Sister," Xiaolan asked with a smile, "what's your name?"

   "My name is Hong Zhi," the girl bent down and smiled as well, "How about you? What's your name, little blood man?"

   Just saying a word casually can make people angry, such people are rare.

   "My name is Xiaolan," Xiaolan said, "Sister Hong Zhi, do you know Qiao Nian?"

"Qiao Nian?" Hong Zhi stood up straight and recalled, "Tsk... This name sounds familiar... I think about it, is it the actress?... No, no, what is that person called Li Li? , then what you said is..."

   "It's not an actress, but a person from Jiutan," Xiaolan said helplessly, "A girl about the same age as you suffers from... panic disorder, and Jasmine sent her to your Shuangyu."

   "Hey, I thought you were talking about the missing actress," Hong Zhi waved her hand, "What's the name of the person you're talking about?"

   "Qiao Nian."

   "Joe...Jojo," Hong Zhi nodded, "I know, she's with us, she lives next to me."

   "How is she?" Jasmine asked hurriedly.

"It's still being treated," Hong Zhi said, "Her illness doesn't seem to be that simple... You can ask my master for details. Qiao Qiao and I have met a few times. After her treatment started, we didn't have a problem. seen."

   Jasmine became a little worried after hearing this.

  Uncle Hong just finished the phone call when Jasmine asked, "Uncle Hong, what kind of illness does Qiao Nian have?"

   Uncle Hong was stunned for a moment, then quickly glared at Hong Zhi.

   "You mouth..."

   "What's the matter? Can't this be said?"

   "What's going on?" Jasmine became more and more anxious, "Is Jojo suffering from some serious illness?"

"No, it's not a serious illness, it's just... a little strange," Uncle Hong walked over and slapped Hong Zhi on the head fiercely, then said to Jasmine, "We think that Qiao Nian... may have been poisoned by some kind of poison. , It is because of that poison that the amnesia is caused."

   (end of this chapter)