Monument of Life and Death

Chapter 683 Eater

“Big fire?” Luo Jiutian’s mind was stuck in operation. “What big fire? Is it… the big fire two years ago?”

The woman looked at Luo Jiutian and was stunned for a while, “Of course not, it was the big fire that happened many years ago.”

Dao Master never told me that there has been more than one fire here.

“You are an outsider, maybe you don’t know,” the woman said, “and that was a long time ago. I only know that the fire killed many women in the village. As for the cause of the fire, the adults basically kept silent. , So I don’t understand either.”

“Why did the village have such a rule after the fire?”

“I don’t know…” The woman shook her head, “Maybe it is for the reputation of the village.”

What reputation, your place, there are no other settlements within a radius of ten miles. Who wants to show the reputation?

“That’s right,” Luo Jiutian asked, “Do you know the Prophet of Longevity?”

Unexpectedly, the woman showed a confused expression, “The Prophet of Longevity? Who is that?”

“Don’t you know the Prophet?”

Is it because you have been dead for too long and your memory is wrong?

The woman shook her head slowly, “Is that a human?”

“That household over there, is it the head of your village?” Luo Jiutian raised his hand and pointed to the spacious brick house far away.

“Yes, that’s his family…” The woman was a little surprised. “When I was alive, the village head lived there. It should be the same now. After all, the village head’s father is the previous village head. They are all passed down from generation to generation. Coming down…”

“The village chief knows about the Prophet of Longevity,” Luo Jiutian said, “This is a secret of Lianshui Village. By the way, Lianshui Village should have been called Huolian Village before, you…”

“I know this,” the woman said, “it was changed after the fire, because the village chief said that the village name was unlucky for fire, so he changed it to water, saying it could restrain the fire.”

restrained loneliness.

“It’s weird, why don’t you know about the prophet…” Luo Jiutian muttered to himself, then looked at the woman, “Now those books are still in the village chief’s house, why don’t you come with me to check it out and say I may remember after reading it.”

“I’m not in the mood right now.” The woman was a little dissatisfied with Luo Jiutian’s self-care attitude.

“But……”

The woman looked down at her parents again, and Luo Jiutian closed his mouth when she saw it.

Will you wait for the woman to get better, or try her luck elsewhere?

But, can you meet another villager who is willing to tell the truth to yourself? After all, the blood curses are all burned down, and in the village, except for the “living people” like walking corpses, there are “dead people” who are unkind to themselves.

Or do you work **** this battle.

“I think…” Luo Jiutian came closer, “Your parents should also have their problems.”

The woman sat on the stone chair by the window, staring at her parents’ faces blankly, as if she hadn’t heard Luo Jiutian’s words. After a while, she said to herself, “You said, why don’t they and I Is it the same?”

“This…” Luo Jiutian saw that his room for play was coming, and he hurriedly moved towards him excitedly, “Parents, there are always their positions, even though you…nothing is right…”

“I didn’t say that.” The woman stood up and carefully observed the bodies of her parents, “Look, they are also dead.”

Dao Master and himself discussed this issue, indeed, these people are currently in a very strange state, between life and death, similar to Lingxi, but there is no Lingxi.

“Are they dead?” Luo Jiutian asked knowingly.

“Dead,” the woman stretched out her hand to touch her mother’s face, “Oh, I thought they were alive, so…but why are they different from me? Why do they become like this?”

“You…” Luo Jiutian asked euphemistically, “Have you ever thought about why you became the way you are now?”

“Me?” The woman pointed to herself, “I don’t know, I just feel…the things that have been trapping me are gone, and then, I want to get the spirit of the living person, and then I see you…”

“Ah, I don’t need to go into details here, what’s next?”

“Then I saw…my home,” the woman suddenly felt melancholy, “I think of them, and the hatred I had when I was dying, but now…”

When I really met my parents, I forgave them wonderfully.

The sadness of being a child.

“I see,” Luo Jiutian said, “because you die differently.”

This is of course nonsense.

“How to die? You know…”

“The village chief should know,” Luo Jiutian brought the topic back again, “Shall we go to the village chief’s house and ask?”

“Well then.” The woman frowned and agreed.

Luo Jiutian turned and left the bedroom. The woman lowered her head and looked at her mother’s cheek deeply. This woman who gave birth to herself and killed herself, this woman cannot resent anyhow.

Forget it, maybe they are really helpless.

The woman reluctantly removed her hand from her mother’s face, but at this moment, something happened.

Mother’s muddy pupils suddenly widened.

Luo Jiutian stood outside the door and was surprised to see a hand quickly raised from the bed, grabbing at the woman.

“what!–”

The woman gave a short and sharp scream, and the next second, that hand had twisted her neck and pulled her down onto the bed.

At the same time, the two lying flat on the bed sat up in a daze.

That hand is coming from the woman’s mother.

The woman was pulled straight and awkwardly, and fell on her parents’ lap crookedly. The two looked at their daughter, suddenly opened their mouths, and leaned over to bite her daughter’s neck.

“shut up!”

A golden light came from the door and hit his father’s back. The man was knocked over by the golden light and fell off the bed.

Luo Jiutian ran back to the bedroom and hurriedly looked at the woman and her mother.

However.

哧——

He only heard a small sound of cracked skin.

Luo was stunned for nine days, and he forgot all the moves he had prepared.

Blood exploded before his eyes.

“Strong… solid thunder!”

Another golden light shot out, and the woman’s mother flew out.

On the bed, there was only a woman convulsing.

Blood gurgled from her open neck, and her eyes widened in disbelief. Luo Jiutian watched as the light in those eyes dimmed and disappeared. With the last violent tremor, the woman’s body weakened. This woman, who had only regained her life not long ago, died again.

The blood dripped down the bare bed edge to the ground. Luo Jiutian’s line of sight moved down and saw two creeping figures.

The woman’s parents huddled under the bed, racing to lick her blood.

Before Luo Jiutian could react, the two suddenly raised their heads, and the two pairs of chaotic pupils locked tightly on him.

(End of this chapter)