Monument of Life and Death

Chapter 676

“What should I call you?”

Xiaolan looked at the boy who was bending over and squatting in the bushes to investigate the surrounding environment, and asked.

You can’t always call him “Hey”.

The boy turned his head and glanced at Xiaolan, as if he was hesitant to tell her his name.

“You can just give it a name.” Xiaolan said.

The boy thought for a while, “Just call me a rice bucket.”

“you…”

“It’s a rice bucket” these words almost blurted out, Xiaolan suddenly thought that if she said this, then the fact that she and Er Mao had met would be exposed.

“What’s wrong with me?”

“Nothing…” Xiao Lan shook her head, “This is a pretty straightforward title.”

“They all call me that,” the boy blushed and turned around to continue investigating, “It’s Ermao and them.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Then what do I call you?” the boy asked naively.

“What do you call me?” Xiaolan thought for a second, “You can call it whatever you want.”

Fire lotus? Xiaolan? It’s all weird.

“Then I will call you auntie.”

A…Auntie?

I might as well call me a ghost!

Without waiting for Xiaolan’s objection, the rice bucket waved his hand quickly, raised his leg and walked forward, “Quickly, Auntie, let’s go.”

“Can you go now?”

“Okay, hurry up, there is no one by the pond.”

Xiaolan followed the rice bucket out of the bushes, and the two quickly crossed the path by the pond and ran to the pond where Xiaolan had escaped.

Behind the pond, there is a ghost forest.

There was no one around, only two Sayazi running wildly. The rice bucket urged Xiaolan all the way. When it reached the edge of the ghost forest, the rice bucket rushed in without hesitation.

ran straight to the depths of the woods before the rice bucket stopped, and took a long look in the direction of the village, panting and saying, “Okay…huh…It’s safe now…”

“Is it safe to get here?” Xiaolan also panted, and looked around.

“Yes,” the rice bucket nodded, “The villagers will not enter the ghost forest.”

“why?”

“Because the ghost forest is haunted.”

The subtext is: What is so strange about this?

“Haunted?” Xiaolan asked, “What is the haunted?”

“There are female ghosts in this ghost forest. They seduce men in the village and then eat them.” When the rice bucket talked about gossip, his eyes were straight. The female ghost caught and ate it.”

“Huh?” There is such a thing, “Did you see it with your own eyes?”

“Of course not.” The rice bucket widened his eyes. “The missing people never came out of the ghost forest again. What could they be if they were not eaten?”

“That is simply missing, they are lost,” Xiaolan frowned, “didn’t the village send anyone in to find it?”

“Several people who were sent in later have also disappeared,” Rice Bucket tried his best to convince Xiaolan of this strange thing, “The rest of the people didn’t even find the bones of the dead. If they get lost, there will always be bones left.”

“Did ghosts eat people and stop spitting bones?” After Xiaolan said this, she felt as if she was lifting a bar, so she continued, “So then no one in the village came in?”

“Yeah,” said Rice Bucket, “Huh? You should know these things.”

“Ah… uh… I don’t know as detailed as you… By the way, how come you dare to come in with me?”

Hesitated at this time, he looked at Xiaolan timidly, as if he didn’t know whether to say what was in his heart.

“It’s… that… don’t you really know? You should know?”

“Of course I know,” Xiaolan pretended to be garlic, “but I still want to hear what you think.”

The rice bucket’s shoulder was pulled, scratching his head, and said slowly, “I didn’t come in with you…”

Xiaolan straightened up immediately. It seems that this kid also knows that he feels safe to follow.

“That’s right, you said that the female ghost only eats men.” Xiao Lan grinned.

“There is this reason, but more importantly…” Rice Bucket said, “Auntie, they said you are the female ghost.”

Xiaolan’s smile solidified on her face for a while.

“What did you say?”

“They said… those people were eaten by you,” the rice bucket grabbed his hand, “you are the ghost in the ghost forest.”

“How is it possible?!” Xiaolan yelled out, “I am the wife of your prophet!”

“I know, I know… So I think you are good now… Auntie, don’t be angry…” The rice bucket quickly coaxed, “I believe you are good.”

Xiao Lan patted her chest, manually relieved her breath, “Who told you that I did those things?”

“My mother… the aunt in the village told me,” the rice bucket changed. “But don’t worry, we always think it’s not you. Ermao, me and other children think so, because you are so good-looking.”

Looking at the rice bucket and uttering this compliment innocently, Xiaolan didn’t know if he should blush.

“The children in the village like you very much, but we dare not say,” the voice of the rice bucket was lower, “because the aunt in the village said that a beautiful woman like you must be a ghost.”

Xiaolan opened her mouth and reacted to this sentence for a long time.

She seems to have captured a trace of the truth in the mist, but… it’s like an illusion.

“Auntie?” Seeing that Xiaolan was lost in the rice bucket, she stretched out her hand and waved in front of her, “Auntie, you won’t be angry? Don’t be angry with me, I don’t know why the aunts think so…”

Xiaolan figured out something, “What about the men in the village? What did they say? Aren’t all the missing men?”

“Men…” Dirk recollected strenuously, “I don’t seem to have said anything… I think men like you very much.”

Xiaolan pursed her mouth solemnly.

This should be the reason why Huolian was framed by women in the village.

She is a sign of beauty and a disaster.

Unexpectedly, it was because of this.

“But it won’t kill me…” Xiao Lan muttered to herself.

The rice bucket’s face darkened, and he said silently, “That’s because, Auntie, after the Prophet left, your madness seems to be worse. Look, you still stole…”

“Mad disease?” Xiaolan heard another word that made her desperate, “I am not sick.”

“You are all right now,” the boy raised his head and smiled, “but you were… by the way, have you had a baby?”

What’s the problem?

“Children?” Xiaolan’s face collapsed.

“I heard them say that you disappeared during the time the Prophet entered the high altar,” said Xiaolan. “Some of them said that you had a baby, but you have no children, so I I think they are bluffing me…”

Xiaolan was stunned.

The madness of the fire lotus, the sacrificial prophet, the missing child…

too frightening…

If it really is what you think, then all of this is terrible…

(End of this chapter)