Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 420 God on the Mountain

  Dao Chang was gasping desperately, and every trace of breath passing through his lungs would cause pain in the heart.

  He pressed his abdomen and tried to sit up.

   "You better stay still," Wan Sheng squatted down on one knee and looked at Taoist Chief with a smile, "Anyway, no matter what your posture, you can't resist, young man, just listen to me quietly."

  Daochang insisted on leaning and sitting against the wall, coughing sharply, and a large amount of blood was splashed on the front of the front.

  He raised his right hand, looked at the blood on his palm, and cast his sharp eyes at Wansheng.

"I know what you are thinking." Wansheng took a step ahead of him, and directly grabbed Dao Chang's palm and pressed Dao Chang's palm back to his chest, "I also know your physique, and I know the secrets of all of you. , Speaking of this, don't you remember who I am?"

  His blood has no effect on him.

Dao Chang gritted his teeth and watched Wan Sheng calmly retract his bloodied hand.

   "I am Fire Lotus," Wan Sheng said lightly, "Do you remember me?"

  Fire lotus?

   Dao Chief wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, "Lianshui Village... Incineration..."

Wan Sheng smiled contemptuously, "That's just the way they worship me, Huolian, is the name of the mountain, and I am the **** of Huolian Mountain, and I am Huolian."

  God.

  The **** of Fire Lotus Mountain.

  The chief Taoist suddenly remembered something.

   "That cave..."

   "Well, you finally remembered it," Wan Sheng held his chin with one hand, and the bloodstain of the talent was printed on his chin. "How about, what I let you hear, is it interesting?"

  The Taoist master took out a piece of talisman paper, crumpled it into a small ball, opened his mouth and swallowed his belly, the talisman paper ball was rolled into his body with warmth.

Better.

  The leader raised his head and slowed his breathing.

  Fortunately, I only suffered a few bruises just now, and I can still rely on the number to adjust.

  Daochang finished his luck, lowered his head, and asked softly, "You let us hear those things in the cave?"

   "It is you who made you hear those things," Wan Sheng leaned to Dao Chang's ear, "That is your deepest secret, of course, I also heard it."

   Dao Master suddenly remembered something, opened his mouth, and leaned his head on the wall, "I understand, Wan Sheng’s blessing ability..."

   "Oh, where do they have any abilities," Wan Sheng teased, "They are just... ordinary people with abnormal spirits."

"So, since Wansheng was born, you have been attached to him," the Taoist chief stared at Wansheng's eyes that radiated strange light, "Why? If you are really the mountain **** of the Huolian Mountain, why do you bother? Want to be possessed by a child?"

"Possessed? I don't have one." Wan Sheng turned his back. "The people born on the Fire Lotus Mountain are all my descendants. The people of Lianshui Village are all my descendants. I exist in each of them, but This kid just happened to be sick, it can tell me apart."

  The evil gene of the people of Lianshui Village.

  It is this so-called **** who covers that piece of sinful land.

"Of course, what you see now is only a small part of me," Wan Sheng tilted his head and smiled sullenly, "Oh, by the way, you have seen another part, just in that... who went out. On the child, um, he... is with that cute little girl, puff, who told him to almost find the place where I was hiding? He was obviously an ordinary person, but it was pitiful. He wouldn’t distinguish me like this child. And himself."

  The corner of Daochang's eyebrows trembled.

  He refers to Zhang Boyin.

  Sounds, Zhang Boyin should have discovered the place where Zhao Baihuan and the others had hidden the corpses of Zhao Baihuan while doing the task, so this...the **** copied a part of it and entered Zhang Boyin's body.

   "So you want to return to Lianshui Village?" Dao Chang went straight to the topic, "If we take you back, will you let Wan Sheng and Zhang Boyin go?"

  Wansheng turned around, but the expression on his immature little face was invincible, "Of course you..."

  Suddenly, his eyes widened and his facial muscles twitched.

  A terrible growl came from Wansheng’s throat, and the Dao Master took the opportunity to pick up the flashlight and shine it directly at his face.

  He was crying.

   Wansheng had a painful and struggling expression. His right hand pressed **** the pulsating artery on his neck, and two rows of dark liquid slowly poured out of his eye sockets.

"help me……"

  He was groaning.

   is asking for help.

  Dao Master stood up straight, frowning.

  "Help us..."

  This is the real Wansheng!

   "Wan Sheng? You controlled him?" Dao Chang looked surprised, "What am I going to do?"

  Wansheng opened his mouth with difficulty, and his trembling lips seemed to pronounce "sh".

   "Kill you?"

  "Burn...Burn..."

  Burn.

  "Burn you?" The Taoist master had already drawn out the talisman paper.

  Wan Sheng nodded with blood and tears.

   Without hesitation, the Taoist chief placed the talisman paper in his palm, and scratched something on the talisman paper with his own blood.

  Wansheng’s fingers have been deeply sunken into his neck, he watched Daochang's movements, showing a childish smile.

   "Wan Sheng, I want to send you away."

   Daochang raised his palm, and the talisman paper pressed against his palm, glowing slightly.

Wansheng nodded stiffly.

   "Ten thousand lives, rest in peace."

  ***

   "Never talk, listen to me."

  Xiaolan spread her hands, a serious book.

  Although she didn’t know if transparent people were talking, she decided to stop it before talking.

"I know you might be on guard against me, but I really want to say a word to my civilian friends," Xiaolan pounded his chest and cried. "Common friends, this round of voting is the time to decide your destiny. You want to I’m an outsider who voted out. I understand, but I just hope... I just hope that the civilians can win once. It’s like hoping that justice can defeat evil, isn’t it? I’ve lost 20 games, and I don’t have When I was eliminated, I never lied. Of course, this is not because I have never drawn the killer Kaha. In the final analysis, I am an honest person. I just hope that the civilians can win once. Let us forget. Rules, reconsider..."

  Xiaolan's heartfelt words were not finished yet, but the few cards floating in front of him flickered off, and the marker fell to the ground with a snap.

   Xiaolan looked at the cards falling on the ground and blinked in confusion.

The    cards have been turned over, and the identities of the others have been exposed.

  Of course, his identity as a killer seems to have been exposed.

  "This...have you surrendered?" Xiaolan asked hopefully.

  The marker was still lying on the ground, no one was writing on the whiteboard, and there was no sound of movement.

so quiet.

   "What's going on?" Xiaolan dropped the card and stood up with a guilty conscience.

  She reached out and swiped a few times to the place where the transparent person was.

  Empty.

  People?

   "Hey, are you still there?" Xiaolan raised her voice, "Changed the rules? Changed to hide-and-seek?"

  There is dead silence in the classroom.

   Suddenly, there was a fierce banging at the door of the classroom.

   Xiaolan almost kneeled in terror.

   "Xiaolan! Xiaolan!" Jasmine stood outside the door, slamming the locked door, "Xiaolan! It's over!"

  (End of this chapter)