MTL - Monument of Life and Death-Chapter 1002 mandala

   "What?!" Zhou Ye immediately clenched his teeth and retracted his right leg, "I'm dying!"

  Li Muyuan said with a half-smile, "Then you will die."

   "Just die," Zhou Ye said boldly, "I've seen it open, anyway, people are always going to die, so why struggle, it's better to face it calmly..."

   Good guy, suddenly so detached.

   "That's it," Xia Hua patted Zhou Ye's shoulder and said earnestly, "Don't worry, we will build a beautiful tomb for you."

   "What a pity..." Li Muyuan shook his head and said, "I originally thought of other treatments. Since you've figured it out, don't bother..."

   "Big Brother!" Zhou Ye plopped down on his knees in front of Li Muyuan, clinging to his knees and begging, "I thought about it, but I still have nostalgia for it, if you don't mind..."

   "Tsk, it's really troublesome." Li Muyuan avoided Zhou Ye's hand and said in a tone of voice.

   "Help me... Big brother, save me!..." Zhou Ye reposted it with tears in his eyes, "You will be my big brother from now on!..."

  The Taoist priest looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly understood what Li Muyuan meant by the "medicine to let you listen to me" just now.

   Admiration, really admiration.

   "Alright, alright, get up quickly," Xia Hua raised her chin and said, "If you kneel down again, Mu Yuan's lifespan will not be long enough."

"But……"

  Li Muyuan finally smiled, he grabbed Zhou Ye's arm, helped him back to the seat, and said, "I will help you heal your leg."

   Zhou Ye's eyes glowed with sincere gratitude.

   Is this tame?

  Long experience.

   "It's just..." Seeing Zhou Ye's body tense again, Li Muyuan patted Zhou Ye's leg comfortingly, and said, "Don't be afraid, if I just want to treat your leg, I still lack some medicine."

   "What are you missing?" Luo Jiutian asked, "Is there any in the pharmacy in the city center?"

   "There are some, just ordinary anti-inflammatory drugs."

   "You don't have any anti-inflammatory medicines in such a big medicine box?" Xia Hua pointed to the huge white medicine box next to Li Muyuan and said, "What's in there?"

   "My medicine box is full of rare and precious materials," Li Muyuan said, keeping the medicine box behind him, "Anti-inflammatory drugs can be bought everywhere, why should I carry them with me?"

   This statement, although a little exaggerated, does make sense.

The car was on the way back. After what happened just now, the chassis of the car seemed to have some damage. When driving, the lower edge of the car would always make a creaking noise. Luo Jiutian, the driver, had a lot of dissatisfaction with the car. are talking.

   "Shh—"

   When the car was about to enter the city, Xia Hua suddenly straightened up, her apricot eyes widened, and after a few seconds, she stretched out her hand and grabbed Luo Jiutian's clothes and hat in the front row.

   "Quick! Nine days! Turn around!"

   "What... what's wrong?" Luo Jiutian's neck was almost strangled by the hat, he subconsciously stepped on the brakes and asked, "What happened?"

   "Didn't you smell it?" Xia Hua shouted, "There is a smell of sea water in the air... That Moses Susura seems to be nearby!"…

   As soon as the voice fell, in the dark night ahead, a huge behemoth whose appearance could not be clearly seen suddenly appeared at the end of the long road.

   "Ah!" Luo Jiutian screamed, turned the steering wheel in an instant, turned the front of the car, and drove back along the original road, "Why is it coming again!..."

   "80% was attracted by the siren of the toll booth," Zhou Ye endured the pain, gritted his teeth and said, "Moses Soura can hear the sound very far away."

   "No," said the Taoist priest, "we can't drive back."

   "I don't want to drive back either," Luo Jiutian was so frightened that he was incoherent, "The problem is that what Moro is chasing after us!"

   "But even if we get back to the toll booth, there's a dead end ahead," said the priest. "We have to leave this road."

  The two sides of the concrete road are full of unknown green plants. These plants look like immature wheat. Under the moisturization of sunlight and rain, they have long grown to the height of a person.

   If he drove into that field, he might be able to use those plants to hide.

   "There's no other way," Luo Jiutian clenched the steering wheel, "Sit tight!"

  So, their car crashed into the "wheat field" by the roadside with a creaking noise. The leaves and stems of the plants rubbed against the surface of the car, and countless "wheat" fell under the wheels.

   Brush, brush, brush... brush, brush...

Luo Jiutian slammed on the accelerator, the car was getting faster and faster, and he didn't know how long it took. When everyone felt that the salty ocean smell could no longer be smelled in their nostrils, Luo Jiutian finally gradually slowed down the speed of the car, and the people in the car finally Calm down.

   Zhou Ye covered his eyes, turned around vigilantly, opened his eyes little by little, and looked back through the gaps between his fingers.

   "Huh—" Zhou Ye put down his hand, "Great, it didn't follow."

   "My God, it scared me to death..." Luo Jiutian took out a hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Thanks I didn't see its face clearly."

   "Are we going to drive back again?" Xia Hua asked.

   "No," Luo Jiutian said while looking at the driving navigation, "Go ahead for a certain distance, we should reach another road, and then we will just follow that road and drive back to the city center."

   "That's good," Xia Hua straightened her messy hair and turned her head to look out the window, "I don't know what's growing here."

   "Like wheat." Luo Jiutian said.

   "This season's wheat is already ripe, that's not what it looks like," Xia Hua opened the car window, and the scent of grass immediately filled the entire car, "It smells... it feels like the smell of grass."

   Zhou Ye's face turned pale, he frowned, sat up straight, and asked, "Is there originally such a wheat field here?"

   "Originally?" Luo Jiutian tilted his head, "I don't remember."

   "I don't remember either," said the Taoist priest, "what do you want to say?"

   "Nothing..." Zhou Ye shook his head hesitantly, "It's just... Forget it, nothing."

   "What the **** are you trying to say?" Xia Hua asked, "You are hesitant to say anything, obviously you are trying to stifle our curiosity."

   "Nothing..." Zhou Ye repeated, "That's right, that... I know a plant, it's rather strange... It almost became a material in the game, but it was rejected in the end..."

  Others immediately became vigilant, and Xia Hua quickly closed the car window.

   "What plant?" asked the Taoist priest.

   Zhou Ye bit his lower lip and asked softly, "Have you heard of... mandala?"