Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 440 Ten People

  Everyone was silent for a few seconds in embarrassment.

Suddenly, another slick-looking man at the round table sneered, "Oh, it's the first time everyone sees me. What is this? It's so embarrassing. It's better to get acquainted with...Let me say first I'm from Zone F. I think there are two people from Zone F in our group. Haha, my surname is Liu. You call me Lao Liu and you will become... lad, what about you?"

  Old Liu Wenxiang to the man in glasses, the man in glasses held the frame, "I...My name is..."

   "You can call him glasses," the girl at the round table suddenly said, "I and he are together, we are all from area A, my words...you just call me Siman."

  Actually, people who knew each other were put into a group.

   Xiaolan straightened her neck, wondering if she would meet her companions in the next few levels.

   The face of the glasses blushed, and he quietly glanced at Siman, who lowered his head in a contemplative manner.

   "Siman, good name," Old Liu looked at another boy at the round table again, "What about you boy?"

The boy was sitting between the glasses and Siman. He was looking at the two people who knew each other with a shocked look. When asked by Old Liu, he stammered, "Ah, I... My name is... I am From the T zone, you call me... Dongming."

  "Me, me and me! I am also in the T zone!" The girl in the cake skirt next to Xiaolan raised her hand positively, "No wonder I think your little brother is familiar. My name is Ai Luo. Please take care of me."

   "Eluo, good..." Old Liu simply expressed welcome, "I remember there is another T zone, who is it? Let me introduce it together."

  The thin **** the right side of Ai Luo raised her right arm lightly, "It's me."

   Seeing that she didn’t mean to continue, Lao Liu asked, "Girl, what's your last name?"

  "The last name is Su."

   Xiaolan was shocked, wouldn't he meet another person who can only speak two characters?

   "Miss Su," Lao Liu's voice also slowed down, "Is there anything Ms. Su wants to say?"

   "No more."

  It’s okay, no.

  Old Liu Qing cleared his throat, as if he suddenly noticed a little Lan squatting in the corner, "Oh, there is a little sister here. It seems not easy for the little sister to get to this level."

  All eyes focused on Xiaolan.

  "They let me come," Xiaolan hurriedly said no silver three hundred and two, "I am also in area F, my name is...Xiaohong."

  Everyone didn't react too much to this name, which was a pseudonym. So Xiaolan speculated that what the other people said might not be the real name.

   "I'm from Zone I," the middle-aged woman naturally took Xiaolan's words, "You all seem to be young, so just call me sister Mei."

  After speaking, Sister Mei raised her chin to the boy sitting on the sofa opposite her.

  "I'm also from Zone F," the boy smiled at Lao Liu and Xiaolan, "My name is Fan Wenrui. It's the first time I play this game, so please take care of me."

  Everyone looked at the last man, which means he knew the rules.

   Sister Mei stood up with a dignified expression, but there was a sense of oppression in her eyes, "This gentleman, what do you call it?"

  The man glanced at Sister Mei a few times, shaking his legs disdainfully, "Feng Jing."

   "Mr. Feng Jing, you said you know the rules," Sister Mei asked, "this rule...is there anything I can't say?"

  Feng Jing grinned, stretched out his finger and swayed, "You'll know later."

  As soon as the voice fell, the announcement screen suddenly appeared in mid-air, and what appeared on the screen was the name they used when they introduced each other.

  Xiaohong—Fan Wenrui—Sister Mei—Feng Jing—Ailao—Lao Liu—Glasses—Dongming—Su—Siman

  The name flashed in mid-air for a few seconds, then faded away.

   "What does this mean?" Sister Mei asked Feng Jing.

Feng Jing shrugged, "That's what it means."

  "Are we going to sort? Or what?" Ai Luo's beautiful brows frowned slightly, "Is this in what order?"

  Feng Jing didn’t answer, but instead stood up from the chair with a smile, and walked to the living room door, “Interesting...Look at what I do, let’s take a look at this room first.”

After speaking, his eyes swept over other people one by one, probably because of an illusion. Xiaolan felt that he seemed to look at himself for a while. Before anyone else could ask questions, Feng Jing opened the closed log door and walked out. .

  A trace of disgust was drawn across Old Liu's face, but he also stood up, "There is some truth to it, let's go and take a look."

Outside the door of the living room, there is a small warm but slightly cramped corridor. At the end of the corridor is an open space that looks like a kitchen. There are three doors on both sides of the corridor. The door closest to the living room is inlaid with a large piece of translucent. Stained glass, turn on the light, it turned out to be a neatly arranged family bathroom.

  Feng Jing didn't know where he went, and was gone.

Ai Luo pulled the reluctant girl Su and made a fuss all the way, "Wow, this vase is so beautiful! The bathroom here is separated from wet and dry, and the shower is also beautiful. The decoration of this house is tasteful... …"

  When Xiaolan passed by them, she was also pulled over by Ai Luo and hugged in her arms.

  The three of them pulled to the end of the corridor, and found that Feng Jing was standing by the cooking table with glasses standing beside him. The two seemed to be whispering something, and they stopped in time when they saw other people coming.

   "What are you talking about?" Siman, who had met the glasses, leaned over and asked.

  Glasses and Feng Jing looked at each other, he did not say a word, but took Siman and walked back to the corridor.

   "Hey, it's dark outside, so fast," Ai Luo pointed to the sky outside the window, "When I first opened my eyes, it was still bright outside."

   Xiaolan struggled to get away from Airo's embrace, walked aside, and stood beside Fan Wenrui and Lao Liu.

  Xiaolan needs a sense of belonging the most. In this situation, if there is no acquaintance, the person from the same district is the closest person.

  "Why don't we go out and have a look." Fan Wenrui suggested.

   "It makes sense," Xiaolan hurriedly helped, "Go, let's go out and have a look."

   "Save it," Feng Jing's lazy voice rang again, "Don't look at this house, is there a door to go out?"

  This sentence, although annoying in its tone, is the truth.

  Whether it is the living room or the kitchen, there are only doors leading to the interior, not doors leading to the outside.

   "Where are the two rooms left?" Dongming asked, who had been shy for a long time.

  Sister Mei approached with her arm in her arms, "I just saw it. The two rooms facing each other are bedrooms, and there is no door to go out."

   "So we can only move around in this room?" Dong Ming was a little unbelievable.

  But unfortunately, the answer is...

   "It seems so."

  Feng Jing leaned on the cooking counter, watching their reactions playfully as if watching the excitement, then looked down at his watch, "Well, it's time."

   As he said, he walked to the large double-door refrigerator on one side, and opened it, "It’s dinner, everyone, let’s eat first. After dinner, it’s time to rest."

  (End of this chapter)