MTL - Monument of Life and Death-Chapter 1017 Tricycle

   Chapter 1017 Tricycle

  In the distance, an electric tricycle came crookedly, and when it approached Xia Hua and the Taoist priest, it almost hit them both.

  The door opened in front of the two of them, and the excited Luo Jiutian and the messy Li Muyuan got out of the car.

   "Wow, I can drive a tricycle now," Luo Jiutian waved excitedly at the Taoist priest, "Quick, the Taoist leader, get on the car, and I'll take you into the city."

   Li Muyuan leaned weakly beside a big tree, pressed his stomach, and said, "Please don't let Jiutian drive."

   "Why?" Luo Jiutian shouted indignantly, "Am I not driving well?"

   "Jiutian," Lao Luo on the side was also pale, "I'm a dead man who was almost vomited by the car you drove."

   Daoist head tactically leaned back, and at the same time approached Xia Hua cautiously, "Could the head of Xia Hua drive a tricycle?"

   "I've never driven it before, so I don't know the difference between three wheels and four wheels," Xia Hua said, "but you can give it a try."

   "Then by..."

   "No! I want to drive!" Luo Jiutian sat back in front of the steering wheel of the tricycle, holding the steering wheel tightly and shouted, "Why won't you let me drive?"

   "Nine days..." Dao Chang coughed twice and said, "My body is still very weak, and I really can't stand the violent shaking."

   "I don't shake," Luo Jiutian insisted, "My car is very stable."

"Oh, forget it, let Jiutian drive," Xia Hua impatiently put the comatose Zhou Ye on the back seat of the car, "If the trouble continues in Jiutian, I'm afraid it won't attract that Moses Susura... ...I don't believe where the Jiutian car can go."

   In just a few minutes, Xia Hua paid the price for her words.

   Soon, the tricycle driven by Luo Jiutian finally drew the straightest route in its life - it went straight to the roadside ditch.

   When the group of wounded climbed out of the trench, the already decaying situation became even worse.

   The coughing Taoist was dragged out by Xia Hua from the back seat of the car. The Taoist felt physically and mentally exhausted, and he never felt that he was so close to death.

   The only one who was unscathed was Li Muyuan who shook his head and looked at them.

   "Look, you don't listen to my advice," Li Muyuan spread his hands and said, "You actually believe in Jiutian's driving skills."

"It's not my fault! I usually drive very well!" Luo Jiutian opened his mouth and shouted, the movement of the corner of his mouth affected the wound on his chin, and he grinned in pain, "It was an accident just now! Suddenly there was an accident on the road ahead. A stone, this car has no headlights, how can I see it?"

   "Indeed," the Taoist said in a fair way, "I saw that stone too. It appeared very suddenly. Needless to say, even if the driver was me, I'd be too late to turn around."

   "What kind of stone?" Xia Hua rubbed her elbow and asked, "Why didn't I see it?"

   "It's..." Luo Jiutian turned his head to look at the road behind him, swiped his fingers in front of him, but still pulled back, "I can't find it, I guess it was rolled into the ditch by the wheels."

   Everyone was dirty all over. They stood on the side of the road and looked at the tricycle in the ditch. The wheels of the trolley were still spinning slowly, as if they were still driving on the ground.

   "The car is gone," Li Muyuan said, "Now we really have to go into the city."

   "Fortunately, it's not too far from the city." Xia Hua pointed to the distance, where the lights of the bridge and the city could already be seen. "After entering the city, there will be a car."

   Li Muyuan looked at the mess behind him and said, "Shall we just walk there?"

"What's the matter?" Xia Hua carried Zhou Ye on one shoulder and said to the men, "Jiutian, you can carry Zhuge Shou, Mu Yuan, Miaozhen on your back, right? The Taoist priest can take care of himself. , isn't this a perfect configuration? Let's go, everyone."

   The group stumbled and moved on this long road.

Luo Jiutian, who was all injured himself, was carrying the heavy Zhuge Shou **** his back. The Taoist priest couldn't stand it any longer. He stretched out his hand to share some weight for Luo Jiutian, so the picture became like this - three strong young men , carrying a man and a child half-dead, while Xia Hua, as the only woman, carried Zhou Ye gracefully and strode ahead.

   "How come elder sister Hua is so strong," Luo Jiutian muttered as she walked behind, "I sometimes wonder if elder sister Hua's body is made of iron..."

   At this moment, Xia Hua turned her head with a whimper, frowned her pair of thin eyebrows, and stared behind her.

  Luo Jiutian thought his words had been heard, so he closed his mouth immediately, and walked away with his tail tucked away.

   "Did you hear that?" Xia Hua suddenly asked.

  The three men were stunned.

   "What did you hear?" Li Muyuan asked, "Are you referring to Jiutian saying bad things about you?"

   "No, yes..." Xia Hua raised her eyebrows, "Jiutian is talking bad about me?"

   "No, no, I don't," Luo Jiutian was used to slipping on his knees, and in an instant he subtly diverted this dangerous topic back, "Sister Hua, what did you hear?"

   "You didn't hear it?" Xia Hua really forgot the topic of bad words, and pondered, "Did I hear it wrong?"

   "So..." Luo Jiutian asked, "What is it?"

  Xia Hua raised her eyes, "I heard footsteps."

   Several people turned their heads in unison, looking at the avenue behind them that seemed to extend from the darkness.

  The night wind blew from the end of the avenue, passed them, and then blew towards the entrance of the avenue.

   "I didn't hear it..." Luo Jiutian muttered, turning his head back, "Sister Hua, are you sure you heard our footsteps? We are all walking behind you."

  Xia Hua shook his head vaguely, his brows trembled, and he sighed, "Maybe it is... Sigh, why did I become suspicious."

   "Sister Hua, I don't blame you," Luo Jiutian said, "It's all because it's too dangerous here, maybe something will pop up at any time..."

   His voice suddenly stopped.

  In that instant, the surroundings became extremely silent.

   Everyone stopped in unison, half-opened their mouths, and listened quietly.

  Swish…Swish…

   is the sound of footsteps!

   There are really footsteps!

   Everyone instantly assumed a fighting stance, shaking off the miserable state just now, and all stared at the dark distance with bright eyes.

   The owner of the footsteps seemed to sense them and was silent for a while.

  The surroundings returned to dead silence.

   After an unknown period of time, everyone has exchanged glances.

   Suddenly, in the darkness, a mass of unknown objects wriggled and approached.

   (end of this chapter)