Monument of Life and Death Chapter 501

  Chapter 501 Book in the Coffin

   "How did you catch it?" Xiaolan asked intentionally or unconsciously, "We can't catch it at all."

"Don't tell me, this wave is really not very easy to deal with this time," the man lifted the cart, "I was also lucky, it was just right... Oh, it's okay, it's weird, I will go back. I'm sure to save a few good pieces for you, and I will tell you more about it later when I'll divide the meat..."

  The man pushed the cart and left, leaving Xiaolan and Xieyan looking at his back with solemn expressions.

   "Go in and say." Xiaolan said quickly, and the two turned around and walked back to the yard. Baomu was standing at the door eagerly waiting for them.

   "Isn't it discovered?" Baomu asked hurriedly.

   Xiaolan shook her head and carefully closed the door.

   "The man said that someone else was caught," Xie Yan said in a low voice, "I want us to divide the meat later."

   "Then we..." Baomu looked at the two of them, "Are we really going?"

   was silent for a while.

"Now the three of us have found our own faces, but we still haven't cleared the level," Xiaolan said. "I remember that when entering the level, the voice said that we need to find the way to clear the level, so I feel that we There should be more clues to find out how to clear the customs."

  "Are we really going to see them...killing?" Baomu repeated in disbelief.

   Xiaolan wanted to correct him by "dividing the corpse" instead of "killing", but felt that it was not the time to say such things at this moment, so she swallowed the words back into her stomach.

  The atmosphere is heavy again.

   "You can cover your eyes," Xie Yan tried to relieve the tension. "I mean, you two, you can cover your eyes."

  Baomu grinned stiffly.

The three of them cleaned up at random, and then went out and walked in the direction where the man was leaving. On the way, they met a few villagers. Seeing that they looked at them, their eyes were not very friendly. Before I walked far, I saw many villagers crowded in front of a courtyard.

  The three people approached, and the smell of blood came over them.

  Baomu covered his nose with a pained expression.

  Fortunately, when they arrived, the poor corpse had been broken down into pieces. Xiaolan looked at the corpse wrapped in the lotus leaf and the villagers who were bargaining nearby, and her heart felt cold.

"Why are you here?" The man was standing at the gate of the yard, entertaining the villagers. After seeing the three of them, he grabbed Xiaolan's sleeve with his **** hands and drew her closer and said, "The meat left for you is in my house. Inside, you go in and wait for me, and I will tell you after I deal with them."

  The three nodded, fleeing away from this disgusting area, and came to the main house of the man's house.

There seems to be no other person in the man's house. The house is dirty everywhere. The room behind is the kitchen. Three pieces of meat wrapped in lotus leaves are piled on the greasy and dirty stove, just taken. The coffin and paper figures are in the corner of the living room.

  After a while, the man opened the door and walked into the room. After washing his hands in the basin next to the living room, he smiled and walked to the three of them.

   "The best I have left for you," the man pointed to three packs of meat, "Heart, and..."

  "Tell us first about how we caught it," Xiaolan interrupted the man quickly, "Why can't we catch it?"

"It's a coincidence to say that this happened," the man pointed to the coffin, "Look, no one in my house...it just disappeared. Yesterday I saw this when I went to the cemetery at the back of our village to see the tomb. The guy squatted next to a grave looking at the tombstone. I didn't know what he was looking at, so he shoveled it to death with a hoe. Haha, he was not prepared at all..."

  The man showed off to himself, and the three of them felt uncomfortable.

   Xiaolan first discovered something wrong, "You... can you go out at night?"

"Of course I can go out," the man looked at Xiaolan angrily, "I am not... I'm not saying that you are not good, or that you are good, I also want to be skinny, the problem is that this stuff is not just that there is. Ha, it's just like catching meat..."

  The man's next words, Xiaolan did not listen.

  In this way, there are two kinds of people in the village. One is that there are other people's faces hidden in the family, and the other is almost ordinary people. Why are there these two differences?

"...So, luck is sometimes very important," the man seemed to have finally said enough. He walked to the side of the stove and stuffed the meat into Xiaolan and Xieyan's hands, then picked up the largest package and plucked it together. He went to Baomu and said, "This is the best piece, hehehe...Look at the price of this paper man..."

   "Let's talk about it..." Baomu pinched the package of meat with two fingers, and ran out the door in a flying pace.

   Xiaolan and Xie Yan nodded at the somewhat puzzled man, and opened the door to catch up.

  The meat division has been completed. The villagers dispersed separately. The three ran back to the "home" in one breath. As soon as they entered the door, Baomu threw the meat in his hand onto the table.

   "You said, why did that person go to the cemetery?" Jieyan asked after washing his hands, shaking off the drops of water from his hands.

  Baomu finally had some spirit, "It must be some clue he found."

   Baomu said, his eyes turned to the three pieces of meat on the table unconsciously, and he quickly averted his gaze.

  "Why don't we go and see it at night." Xiaolan suggested.

  The three of them hit it off. Soon, the twilight came together, and the short day passed. The three of them stopped waiting, opened the back door, and walked around the back of the village.

Behind the village, there is a semi-circular pond. The pond is filled with lotus leaves. A path goes around the pond and extends to the coniferous woods behind the pond. The moonlight tonight is hazy, and the woods are full of shadows. It seemed that someone was weaving among the trees.

  However, the three of them walked together, and there was basically no sense of fear. The only worry was that the goal was too big to cause suspicion. The three carefully confirmed that no one was behind them, and then followed the path to the depths of the woods.

  "Did we really go wrong?" Jie Yan asked uneasyly after not knowing how long he had been walking.

   "You didn't go wrong," Baomu replied, "There is a smell on this road."

   "What's the smell?" Jieyan sniffed.

   "Blood," Baomu looked gloomy, "The person who died last night, the smell of blood on his body."

   Xiaolan pointed to the drag marks on the muddy ground, “That person should have dragged the player's corpse through this road last night. The cemetery may be right in front.”

  Xie Yan narrowed his eyes to confirm the traces on the ground, nodded, and then walked forward.

  There was silence in the woods, only the sound of three people's footsteps and breathing sounded one after another. The three of them passed through another cluster of low pine, raised their eyes, and suddenly opened up.

Layers of pine trees surround a large cemetery in the center, and tombs of various colors are neatly arranged on the clearing in the forest.

   "I don't know which tombstone the player looked at yesterday..."

Before Jieyan's words were finished, Baomu walked into the cemetery on his own and stopped right in front of a tomb.

  There is blood on that tombstone.

  There are two handprints on the mud in front of the tombstone. It should be that the player was attacked from behind when he was lying on the ground looking at the tombstone.

  The three people squatted down and looked at the gray-black tombstone.

  The above is empty and there is no text.

  Xieyan and Baomu hurriedly ran to the tombstones on both sides and took a look. Except for this tombstone, at least the names of the deceased were engraved on the other monuments.

  "Can you smell anything?" Xiaolan patted Baomu on the back.

   Baomu stood up, walked to the tomb, looked down at the little dirt bag.

   "Death."

  Jieyan puffed out a laugh, "In this place, I can also smell death."

   "It's not..." Baomu slowly shook his head and pointed to the grave in front of him, "Only here."

   Xiaolan rushed over, looked at the tomb, and then looked around.

   "What are you looking for?" Xie Yan asked.

   "Find a handy tool," Xiaolan ran to a cluster of tree branches, "Let's dig this grave."

   "Ah this..."

  Jieyan's hesitating effort, Xiaolan has picked up three sturdy branches from the ground and handed them to the two of them, "Come on, this grave is not big. The three of us will dig together. It will be very fast."

  Deeper in the middle of the night, in the dense forest, three people took the simple tree branches and dug up their graves. They looked up at the road from time to time to make sure that no one had seen their sinful activities.

  The air here is humid, and the soil is extremely soft. It didn't take long for the little bag of soil to become a piece of ground. The three of them panted and looked at the coffin that appeared on the ground.

   "This is... a sarcophagus." Xie Yan pulled the dirt away from the coffin and looked at the dark surface of the coffin.

   Xiaolan also squatted down.

  She hasn't seen a coffin very much, and she has no idea which material is better.

  "Take it out." Xiaolan said.

   "Take it?" Xie Yan said with a dry smile, "How can we get it? Adding the three of us together, we may not be able to open this lid."

  The three dug further down, until the whole picture of the sarcophagus appeared in front of them.

This sarcophagus was three times larger than a normal coffin. The surrounding stone walls were covered with complicated patterns. Xie Yan used his arm to make a gesture of the length, width and height of the coffin, shook his head, and said, "I think this is not a coffin, this It's a coffin."

  "椁?" Another thing Xiaolan didn't understand appeared.

"It's the coffin wrapped outside the coffin, also called the outer coffin," Xie Yan looked around the coffin, "Let's put it this way, only when the famous family dies, and they usually don't bury it. In this kind of place..."

  Xie Yan glanced around, "It's actually buried in such a tomb that can be dug with a stick."

  "The famous family..." Xiaolan dropped the stick in his hand and clapped his hands, "I can't control that much, let's open the lid first."

  The three people grabbed the lid of the stone cover and worked hard together. After a long time, the gurgling sound sounded from the cover, and the three finally felt the movement of the stone cover.

  Baomu's face turned red, Xiaolan gritted his teeth, opened his eyes and saw that Baomu made such an ugly expression on his face, and the corner of the cover in his hand almost dropped out of his hand.

  The friction between the stones became stronger and stronger, Xiaolan and Xieyan lifted a corner of the lid and turned the lid over.

  The three of them looked in the stone ridge.

Inside   , there is another mouthful of Shijiao.

The appearance of this stone coffin was basically the same as the large stone coffin outside, except that it was a circle smaller than it. Xiaolan and Baomu looked at Xieyan unknownly inside, and Xieyan shrugged and twisted his wrists and said, "Let's move on. ."

  Little Ishizaki's lid was much lighter than the large lid, and the three of them quickly threw it aside.

  Sure enough, there is another stone in the stone.

  The three people took the trouble to open the cover of the stone slab, and they kept discovering new stone slabs. Facing the baby-like structure, the three of them almost lost the strength to complain.

  Finally, the innermost stone is only the size of a palm.

  Xieyan simply took out the stone box and asked weakly, "Why do you smell death from this thing?"

   Baomu did not speak, breathing with his mouth open, while staring at the box.

   Jieyan glanced at the two of them, and tucked the stone box in his hand, "I opened it?"

   Xiaolan nodded.

  Jieyan held the stone box in one hand and picked up the lid in the other.

   Look at the three heads together.

   is no longer a stone box inside.

Inside   , there is a book.

   Xiaolan took out the book, and Xie Yan looked in the box again, "No more."

  In this unknown grave, there is a book buried.

  The book is very thin, the pages are yellowed, curled with burrs, and there is not a single word on the cover.

   Xiaolan turned to the first page.

  On the yellow paper, a group of bald-headed little people are drawn. The little people are standing in the undulating crop fields. None of them have faces on their faces.

   Xiaolan counted, there were nine villains in total.

   "I see," Xiaolan said, "this is us."

  Jieyan and Baomu cast puzzled eyes at her.

  "Look at it," Xiaolan hurriedly pointed out the villain on the paper, "There are nine people in total, all of them have duck-like heads, and the clothes we wear are the same suit we wore on the ground..."

  Baomu shook his head and whispered, "Xiaolan, I haven't seen anything."

   Xiaolan was taken aback.

   "I only saw a blank page." Xie Yan also said.

  "How could it be..." Xiaolan said, turning to the second page, "Look at..."

  The second page is blank.

"I saw it!" Baomu suddenly yelled. He looked at the second page, then turned back to the first page, "Oh no, the second page has words, and I didn't see anything on the first page. "

   "But I didn't see the words on the second page..." Xiao Lan murmured.

  Jieyan frowned, took the book from Xiaolan's hand, turned the third page, and finally stretched his brows, "I can see the third page, I guess...you can't see it, right?"

  The two nodded.

   "We can only see one page," Xie Yan turned the book back again, and the next few pages were blank in the eyes of the three, "Sure enough, there are nine pages in total."

   "Nine pages..." Xiaolan whispered, "In other words, only when the nine of us are together can we understand the content of the book."

  Silence.

   "But..."

   "A lot of people... have died."

  Xieyan sat on the ground like a mockery, his eyes were empty, "This level is not ready for us to pass."

  (End of this chapter)

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