MTL - Monument of Life and Death-Chapter 979 kill

   Chapter 979 Kill

   "I don't want to meet because I like it?" The fool couldn't understand it.

   "You are also very rude," Wu Ren replied with a smile, "don't talk about other people."

  “…”

   "But like this, how can we not cross the bridge?" Baomu asked.

   Xiaolan scratched his head and looked at Wu Ren, "Can't you really tell us?"

Wu Ren's hand was on her chest, she looked into Xiaolan's eyes, the smile on her face disappeared little by little, showing an expression between memories and daydreams, the baby walked to her side and gently touched her shoulders. Touching Wu Ren's back, Wu Ren just woke up like a dream, and regained the look just now.

   For some reason, Xiaolan always felt that Wu Ren just now seemed to be bewitched.

   Who was bewitched?

Is it me?

   But I didn't do anything...

   But why did she look at me like that?

   "That's it," Wu Ren said suddenly, "If you don't mind, how about you stay here for one night?"

   Overnight?

   "Staying..." The fool looked around, "Do you live in Xinjing? Or live here..."

   "Here with me," Wu Ren said, "in my shop, how about it?"

   "Why are we staying here?" Baomu asked with a blushing face.

   "Don't you want to find clues about her?" Wu Ren said, "Tonight, I can help you find it."

Wow……

   Everyone looked at each other with surprises in their eyes.

"What's more," Wu Ren touched her back and actually took out a smartphone, she pointed to the time displayed on the screen and said, "It's too late today, the flight to the bridge is gone, even if you want to Go, you have to go tomorrow."

   Good guy, thought too much.

  Xiaolan admitted that she was shocked when she first saw Wu Ren fiddling with her smartphone, but on second thought, Wu Ren still uses WeChat after all.

   She should also order takeout.

   "Will it be too disturbing?" Baomu asked, "And it looks like... can you live here?"

   "Don't worry, I have a lot of rooms here," Wu Ren said, and started walking in the direction they came from, "You can't stay outside tonight."

   "Why?" Xiaolan paused and asked.

   Wu Ren walked in front, his tone was flat as if he was discussing today's weather.

   "Because someone is going to kill you tonight."

  ***

   Daozhang suddenly opened his eyes.

   He was gasping.

   Dao Chang's eyes rolled left and right a few times, and then he slowly sat up from the bed.

  The room was brightly lit, and the Taoist priest took a deep breath and reached out to rub his face.

  I planned to stay up all night, but somehow, I fell asleep anyway.

   Not only that, he also had a dream, and it was a nightmare.

   He was awakened by a nightmare.

   On the other bed, the Child of Light and the Rabbit snuggled together and fell asleep, while Heipi sat alone beside the pillow and seemed to be looking out the window.

   "Black skin, haven't you fallen asleep yet?"

   "I miss Xiaolan so much."

   "I'm also a little insomniac," the Taoist priest yawned, insisting on having a completely different frequency conversation with Heipi, "What time is it?"

   Heipi turned his head and glanced at the Taoist priest resentfully.

   "Who are you asking?"

   "It's so late," the Taoist took a look at his phone, "It's almost time..."

when? when?

   Hei Pi curiously watched Dao Master's every move.

   The priest stood up, put on his shoes, walked to the door, and turned off the lights in the room with a clatter.

  Darkness poured into the room immediately. Tonight, there was no clear moonlight outside the window. The Taoist priest stood in the darkness, waiting quietly for something.

   It didn't take long for the Son of Light's body to glow slightly, and the black skin turned to look at it. The Son of Light had woken up, its ears were pricked up, and it was looking around.

   "Hey, idiot," Blackskin asked, "Did you feel something too?"

  Child of Light's ears twitched and he tilted his head.

   Blackskin sighed.

   Almost forgot, this guy doesn't understand human language.

   What a fool.

   "Xiaoguang," the Taoist priest by the door said very softly, he raised his index finger to his lips, "Shh—"

  The Child of Light understood immediately, and the next second, the light on its body gradually faded.

   Blackskin glared at the Child of Light dissatisfied.

   Don't you understand?

  People and pets waited in the dark for more than half an hour.

   Finally, there is movement.

   Strangely, the source of the sound was not outside the window as the Taoist priest thought, but inside the room.

   Somewhere in this room, there was a screeching sound, as if a pair of invisible hands were hiding under a certain bed, scratching the ground with their rough nails.

   rustling... rustling...

   That voice is getting louder and closer...

   Blackskin and Son of Light's ears were raised high, quickly locating the direction from which the sound came.

   Daoist priest came over.

   rustling…

   The black skin smelled an unpleasant odor.

  Shoot-

   Not far from them, suddenly there was a harsh cracking sound.

found it!

The source of the    voice was on the bed next to them.

   The only vacant bed, that is the bed of Wenling.

boom!

   The mattress of the empty bed moved abruptly, and then, a black finger slowly protruded from the gap between the head of the bed and the mattress.

   Heipi felt that his black face was turning white with fright. Although he was reluctant, he leaned towards the Taoist priest.

   It was pitch black all around, and the black finger got longer and longer...

  Who has such long fingers?

That finger is already as long as a normal person's forearm. The surface of the finger is furry, and there are several nodules in the middle. noodle.

  The Son of Light was so frightened that he could no longer control his instincts, and his black body began to emit light.

   The light is dim, but enough to see everything.

  The back of the head and the roots of the hair where the black skin does not exist is numb.

   That's not a finger.

   That is a slender and dark spider leg!

  The spider leg quietly lifted the quilt covering the bed, and groped with its sharp toes.

   The black skin was so frightened that I almost vomited.

  If Wenling didn't leave, if Wenling really slept on this bed...

  The spider leg probed under the quilt for a long time, but couldn't find what it was looking for. Suddenly, the spider leg made a violent force and lifted the quilt on the bed directly.

   The bed was empty, but not empty.

   At first glance, you would think it was a puddle of black liquid flowing.

   But that's not it.

   Countless little black spiders gathered on the uninhabited bed, pressing one by one, crawling aimlessly.

when……

   When did they appear?

   It turned out that the big spider at the bedside was just a back-up move. The real killer move had already lurked in when they were unconscious.

   (end of this chapter)