MTL - Monument of Life and Death-Chapter 1056 paper man

   Chapter 1056 Paper Figures

  The shadow in the long pupil appeared again.

   "How big is it?" The Taoist priest raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can you describe it in detail?"

   "The damage to the body caused by the soul-returning seeds is all-round," said Li Muyuan, "but, usually, it will cause a final result, that is, premature aging."

   Daoist Master suddenly let out a deep breath.

  Luo Jiutian sucked in a breath of cold air, "Premature aging means... will you have a short lifespan?"

   "That's understandable," Li Muyuan said. "Of course, this statement is not strict, because it cannot be ruled out that some people have a very long lifespan. In this case, even if they are prematurely senile, they are not short-lived..."

They understood what    Li Muyuan meant.

   If they use the Soul Returning Seed, they have the opportunity to enter the mirror and save Xia Hua and Zhou Ye, but at the same time, their own bodies will also be affected.

   It’s really hard to decide.

   Luo Jiutian lowered his eyebrows, his pupils turned around a few times, he raised his head, just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Lao Luo's words.

   "Don't mess around," Lao Luo said. "You can't do anything wrong just because you are a god. Even a god's order is restricted by the rules of life, old age, sickness and death. You are not only on your behalf, don't be impulsive."

  Luo Jiutian swallowed his own words alive, bit his lip, and his eyes were almost red.

   "Or else..." The Taoist priest suddenly said, with a light voice, "I will eat these soul-returning seeds."

  ***

  In the darkness, there was a rustling sound.

  Xiaolan clenched his fists, and Yi Yao's muscles tightened. The two of them gritted their teeth and watched together.

waiting.

  Swish…

  Swish…

   In the darkness ahead, a touch of white flowers gradually appeared.

  The two humanoid silhouettes approached slowly.

two?

   Xiaolan and Yi Yao quickly exchanged glances.

   Are there two corpses in this room?

   When the whole picture of the two things came into the range of the faint light of the mobile phone screen, both of them were shocked.

   Those two things are not corpses.

   Those are two paper figures.

   The snow-white paper figurine was dressed in paper clothes, with dirty red flags floating on his body. His black and white apricot-shaped eyes were dull, and in the dim light, he looked eerie and terrifying.

   "What?" Yi Yao took a half step back.

   "It's a paper figurine," Xiaolan stretched her neck, trying to see what the paper figurine looked like behind her, "but... it's a moving paper figurine."

   "It really is the trap of the man just now," Yi Yao no longer used Xia Hua to call the fake Xia Hua just now, "Xiao Lan, come behind me."

   "Huh? What am I doing behind you?"

   Yi Yao almost rolled his eyes, "Of course he is hiding, this paper man must be very dangerous."

   "But you..." Xiaolan hesitated, "Wait a minute, I'll have a good word for it..."

   "Wording?"

   "But you're weak, Uncle Yi," Xiaolan said, "you can't beat me before you."

   "…Is this the result of your wording?"

   "So you should stand behind me," Xiaolan stopped in front of Yi Yao decisively, raised his hand and threw a solid thunder, "Solid thunder!"

  Lightning hit the paper figurine hard, and the flammable paper met the lightning, and instantly ignited a black-red flame. After a while, the two paper figurines turned into fly ash in the lingering dust and smoke.

   There was still lightning flashing on the ground, and with that lightning, Xiaolan and Yi Yao could roughly see what was nearby.

It looks like a Buddhist hall. There is an empty concrete floor next to the two of them. Where the paper figurines disappeared, there is a wooden table that looks like an incense table. On the incense table are placed a few small sculptures that cannot be seen clearly. , There are also a few oddly shaped candles on both sides of the incense stand.

   "There are candles there," Xiaolan said. "Come on, let's go over and light the candles, and there will be light."

  Xiaolan grabbed a candle and looked in front of it. The surface of the candle was shining strangely, and some special characters seemed to be engraved on the cylindrical outer wall.

   "There is still some electric light on the ground, maybe it can be used to start a fire," Yi Yao reached out and took the candle, "Xiao Lan, be careful, I'll do it."

   Xiaolan didn't hurt Yi Yao's positive heart again this time, and obediently handed the candle over, "It should be fine."

  Finally, the last disappearing electric light ignited the wick of the candle, and the candle emitted a faint yellow-green light. Yi Yao lit the other candles one after another, and then put the candle in his hand back on the incense stand.

   "The color of this candle is so strange," Yi Yao sniffed, "and I can't smell the smell of ordinary candles when they are lit."

  Xiaolan looked at the furnishings around her. She tiptoed to the other side of the incense table and looked at the ashes on the ground.

   "It seems that there is really nothing behind them to control them," Xiaolan used her shoes to scrape the ashes left by the burning of the paper figurines, "It's strange..."

   "Xiaolan, look," Yi Yao raised his finger and pointed to the back of the incense platform, "There are many...coffins there."

Behind the    incense table, there is a shabby red tent, and through the gaps in the tent, you can vaguely see many coffin-like things.

   "What is this place?" Xiaolan returned to the incense platform, and the statues on the incense platform caught her attention, "Uncle Yi, what are these?"

  According to common sense, whether it is sacrifice or worship, the statues of gods and Buddhas should be placed on the incense platform, but these statues are neither like gods nor Buddhas, but like some variants of animals.

   "This... looks like a bear," Yi Yao said, pointing to one of the statues, "that... looks like a snake."

   "Is it animal worship?" Xiaolan said a word that she didn't quite understand, "Or... some kind of demon heresy?"

  Yi Yao raised his head and recalled, "There are some religions that worship animals... but there are more than one kind of animals worshiped like this, and I seem to have only heard of one..."

   Xiaolan's eyes widened and he was about to listen patiently, but Yi Yao seemed to have changed his mind and diverted the topic.

   "Should we go and see the coffin over there?"

   "Coffin... ah?" Xiaolan's neck shrank, "Uncle Yi, what is the religion you've heard of?"

   "Let's talk later," Yi Yao said vaguely, "It should have nothing to do with that religion... Let's go, let's go and have a look."

   "Uncle Yi..."

  Yi Yao had already lifted the curtain and walked towards the coffin behind. Xiaolan thought about it, raised her hand to hold a candle, and followed.

   "It's really a coffin," Yi Yao said, "strange... so strange..."

  These coffins are all empty coffins without lids. The coffins are empty, and there is nothing to put the dead in.

   But these coffins are so worn out they are clearly not new…

   (end of this chapter)