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Chapter 1057 Don't Care

Chapter 1057 Don’t care

Xiaolan walked to one of the coffins and looked inside the coffin.

Looking from here, it's not completely empty inside, but there are some... scraps of paper scattered around?

Yi Yao and Xiao Lan discovered the scraps of paper at the same time. Yi Yao knelt down, stretched out his hand to twist one of the pieces, picked it up and observed it carefully.

Xiaolan suddenly thought of something. She hurried back to the incense stand, bent down and looked at the ashes on the ground.

"What did you find?" Yi Yao saw this and followed over, still holding the scraps of paper in his hand, "Xiaolan, look at these scraps of paper..."

Xiaolan looked around, picked up a statue from the incense stand, and rummaged through the ashes. It didn't take long before she found what she wanted.

"Ah," Xiaolan whispered, put the sculpture back on the table, then leaned over and picked up the thing, "Uncle Yi, look."

It was a piece of paper that had not yet been burned cleanly. The edge of the paper was already browned and curled. Xiaolan compared the piece of paper with the paper in Yi Yao's hand and raised her head.

"It seems to be the same," Xiaolan blinked and said, "So... what's lying inside the coffin is actually a paper man?"

Yi Yao nodded. Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he turned his head and looked at the coffins behind him.

"One...two..." Yi Yao muttered, "nine...ten...ten, there are ten coffins here."

The two looked at each other with cold eyes.

"If there is a paper man in every coffin, then..."

Now, there are ten paper figures in this space, ambushing them in the darkness.

***

The expected severe pain did not land on Zhou Ye's head.

Zhou Ye held his head for a long time before bravely opening his eyes.

He looked around.

He is standing in the water.

Zhou Ye's lower body stood in a body of silvery water, which barely covered his waist. Zhou Ye turned his head blankly and saw Xia Hua standing behind him.

"You finally woke up," Xia Hua panted, "How do you feel?"

"I feel..." When Zhou Ye said the first word, he felt like there was a hole in his lungs, and air was leaking out, "A bit... a bit stuffy..."

"It's normal. It was the same when I first woke up." Xia Hua stretched out her hand to hold Zhou Ye's arm, "Come out quickly."

"Is the water here... only that shallow?..." Zhou Ye raised his legs and stepped out, "But I just..."

"This is the scary thing about this place," Xia Hua said, "it will attract us to indulge in it and eventually die here."

"Death?" Zhou Ye's mind was still confused, but his heart beat heavily, "But here..."

"How did you get in?" Xia Hua asked eagerly, before Zhou Ye could make any useless remarks, "Where are the three of them?"

"I...I don't know..." Zhou Ye coughed a few times, feeling weak and exhausted in his steps, "I came in suddenly...suddenly...I only felt a chill...when I came in,

They are sleeping in the living room..."

"Sleep?" Xia Hua narrowed her eyes.

"I'm pretending to sleep," Zhou Ye continued, "in order to have a chance to replicate your experience."

"Copy my experience..." Xia Hua's eyes gradually became clear, "I understand, you want to come in and save me."

Zhou Ye nodded and smiled palely, "I'm sorry, not only did I not save you, but I troubled you to save me..."

"Stop talking about this," Xia Hua waved her hands, refusing to be polite, "Let's leave quickly."

"Ah, oh, um..." Zhou Ye and Xia Hua supported each other and walked towards the dark front, "You... do you know the way out?"

"I'm looking," Xia Hua said with a shrug as she looked out into the distance, "I haven't found the road yet, I found you first."

"The water just now...is it the stagnant water Li Muyuan mentioned?"

When Zhou Ye turned around, the silver water just now was no longer visible.

"Dead water," Xia Hua asked, "what stagnant water?"

Only then did Zhou Ye remember that Xia Hua had not had time to hear Li Muyuan's words, so in the next few minutes, Zhou Ye could only rely on the messy memories in his mind to repeat Li Muyuan's words upside down.

But Xia Hua still struggled to understand.

"In that case..." Xia Hua looked away, "The way back to reality may be right here."

Zhou Ye nodded vigorously twice, "We also assumed the same, so... I came in."

"Then we have to work harder," Xia Hua sighed and quickened her pace, "Zhou Ye... you... how do you feel now?"

Zhou Ye held her stomach, her brows trembled, and she said softly, "I feel even weirder... It's like there's an empty space in my body."

Xia Hua took two sizzling breaths of cold air, covered her abdomen, and said, "I thought it was my aunt who was coming...it turns out it was really because of this ghost thing."

Zhou Ye suddenly heard Xia Hua talking about her aunt, blushed, and quickly coughed awkwardly.

"Are you...are you okay?" Zhou Ye asked with a blushing face, "Stomach...does your stomach hurt?...But there is no hot water here..."

"What hot water?" Xia Hua laughed. "My aunt is not really in pain, it's because of the water just now."

"Oh?" Zhou Ye immediately put away the shy expression on his face, "Does the water have such a big impact?"

"Since it's called stagnant water, it's definitely not a good thing." Xia Hua rubbed her belly and quickly continued her pace without making too many pauses, walking forward firmly, "It doesn't matter, it hurts.

Come on, let’s go on Saturday night.”

***

Luo Jiutian and Li Muyuan looked at the Taoist priest blankly.

"Taoist Master... you will lose your life if you eat this," Luo Jiutian said, "No, I can't let you eat it, otherwise Xiaoyin and Xiaolan will have to beat me to death."

"It doesn't matter to me," the Taoist Master said in a very serious tone, but the smile on his face made it look like he was joking, "I'm not afraid of losing my life."

Lao Luo looked at the Taoist priest and began to think deeply.

"Not afraid of losing one's lifespan... How is this possible?" Li Muyuan thought this was funny, "Taoist Priest, even Shuanglin, we dare not say that we are not afraid of losing one's lifespan."

"It's not that I'm not afraid," the Taoist priest said softly, "it's that I don't care."

Several people were silent again.

"That...that won't work either," Luo Jiutian stuttered, looking at Lao Luo for help, "What can you say..."

"I..." Lao Luo really spoke, "I agree with what the Taoist Master said."

(End of chapter)


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