I Was Once a Legend

When Victor's roar was heard by Dong Linhai, it was too late. He shouted and pulled the thing lying on his back, and saw what it looked like.

As if I had just crawled out of the sea of ​​blood, my body was soaked and swelled like a broken sack full of things, the flesh of the face turned up, and a vague room could only be seen as the position of the five senses as a person, with long hair wrapped around it , Messy and dirty.

"Giggle Giggle Giggle--"

It squatted on the ground like a frog, cracked into Dong Linhai's large, splinter mouth, and made an indescribable sound in his throat.

Dong Linhai was terrified by this scene that was completely beyond his psychological tolerance. He stumbled back two steps, almost unable to hold You Yuetong in his arms.

The place where the back was lying on was extremely itchy, and it turned into hot pain again. Dong Linhai couldn't help but returned his hand to grab it, but with a light touch, a large piece of skin fell directly from him.

He clearly felt the pain of the cold wind blowing over his bare spine.

"Ahhh-!"

Dong Linhai yelled in horror and went to cover the wound on his back, but let more flesh fall down one after another.Something moved behind him in an instant, and Yu Yuetong in his arms raised his head at this time. The girl's eyes in black holes were bleeding, and a deep cut from the left ear to the right ear cut her entire face.

She wrapped Dong Linhai's neck tightly, and black blood poured from the corners of her lips, smiling at him with three missing teeth.

"he he he he he……"

"Victor!"

"Roar--!"

At the moment Dong Linhai screamed and threw away the devil in his arms, a giant beast with thick wings suddenly appeared in front of him, growling!

The silver-white light shone, and the ghouls wailed and screamed, and the white bones that wanted to grab Dong Linhai’s legs and feet were smashed from the ground. All the dirt and ghosts in the room were screaming and melted into a sticky black beach. Water seeps into the land.

Dong Linhai knelt to the ground, there was no good skin behind him, black blood was flowing from the broken torso, and the white spine was connected to the ribs, like some unknown multi-legged insect, gasping with the rush of the teenager Slightly moving.

The passing of life made Linhai's eyes faint for a while. The white giant white tiger was trembling gently, and his ears were trembling gently, slowly approaching him, bowing his head, and the pink nose tip forced the young boy's head down.

"Wake up soon," it said.

Dong Linhai suddenly opened his eyes.

He was still in this forest, the light of the cottage was clearly visible in the front, and the girl with pink carvings sat in his arms, reaching out with a small hand and touching his face, full of worry.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Dong Linhai looked around in panic. There was no feeling of being peeped in the mist, nor was there a ghost shadow everywhere.

Everything just now is an illusion?

Victor stood at his feet, looking up at the teenager with some effort, and asked, "The fog is weird here. Did you just fall into illusion?"

Dong Linhai nodded, still not completely relieved from the dying fear. The weight of the girl in his arms made him uncontrollably remember the little bloody ghost.

He worried about Shang Yueyue's pure eyes, and turned his head stiffly, trying to suppress the urge to put her down and other evil thoughts.

No, those are just illusions, can't think like that, it's disgusting, Dong Linhai, how can you be so disgusting?

How many people can really bear when the evil that exists in everyone's heart is pushed away by blood and displayed in front of them?

But anyway, now Dong Linhai stopped the more unbearable thought, he took a deep breath, controlled himself not to think about all the horrors in the illusion, looking at the lights in the hut in front and Victor slowly shaking his tail, Frowned.

Victor urged: "Go, go to the house in front of you, the ruins should be there, and you can relax a lot with the ticket."

Dong Linhai stood there without moving.

He stared at the white cat and suddenly said: "Uncle, we didn't say well before we came in. If it wasn't the most critical situation, wouldn't you give me any extra assistance?"

The white cat stopped suddenly.

"You are not Victor, who the hell are you?" Dong Linhai stepped back alertly.

"Victor" squatted quietly in front of him with his tail circle behind him.Under Dong Linhai's watchful vigilance, his amber eyes turned into jewel-like green, his mouth wide open, revealing a crescent-like smile and jagged teeth, and his pure white hair turned gray and black.

"Which way are you going?" it asked.

The body of the British short-tailed cat gradually disappeared, and the cat stared at Dong Linhai. Those green eyes finally disappeared, and only a curved smile left in the air.

"I'm not Alice." Dong Linhai was completely calm. He raised his hand and shattered the last smile like he stirred the calm lake.

"I know where I am going."

What was broken was everything around him. The light of the cabin not far away became brighter and brighter, and finally filled Dong Linhai's entire field of vision.

Dong Linhai opened his eyes again.

The flame of the kerosene lamp on the table in front of him jumped in the lampshade, which was the warm light of the cabin he had just seen in the illusion.Victor squatted on the table, licking and combing his hair, and You Yuetong was sitting beside him, playing with a pair of plush gloves.

This house is a wooden house that looks similar to the outside. The walls and the roof are made of logs of similar thickness. A window is open in the living room, which is covered up with wind. The table and chairs are blowing in. It is also wooden.

There are many beautiful embroidered blankets hanging on the wall. The pattern seems to contain some kind of mystery. An old-fashioned gramophone is placed in the corner. The round table is covered with beige lace tablecloths. A few high-necked water bottles are inserted in the middle. The flowers and petals also have dew, which is very lifelike.

The fireplace was burning quietly, with a crackle or two from time to time.

A "woman" in a black dress came over and placed four cups of hot tea on the tray on the table.She has a deer's head and two tiny horns above her head, but her exquisite figure really belongs to a young girl.

"Wake up? Just taste my new pansy tea." Miss Lu sat down in another chair. She wore a short black shawl with pleats and thin long gloves, just like walking from old photos during the Republic of China period. The girl who came out.

Dong Linhai was completely at a loss. He looked at Victor. The white cat was trying to test the temperature of the water with his paws. He noticed the doubts of the teenager and replied: "You are caught in the illusion of those bound earth spirits outside. Brought by Tongtong."

Dong Linhai suddenly realized that Victor's current attitude was familiar to him, and finally he let go of his mind: "Eh? Is it only me who has taken the trick?"

"Tongtong is too young, and he still doesn't have so much dirt and fear to use, and they don't work for me." Victor's tongue couldn't accept too hot water, and finally gave up and jumped to Dong Linhai's knee.

Miss Lu smiled softly and said, "It's my first test to be able to break free from the illusion of bound earth."

"test?"

Miss Lu: "Are you here to get the remains of the debris of this side of the world? I do have something you might use here, but I don't want to give you that easily."

Hearing the treasures here, Dong Linhai's eyes lit up and asked, "What about the next test?"

"Do you just want to take things away?" Miss Lu's smile was still gentle, but Dong Linhai heard the sadness in her voice.

The teenager grabbed his hair in embarrassment and explained, “It’s mainly because our time is urgent, and the box will be closed in less than three hours.”

"No, the time here is much slower than outside. You can stay with me for a while." Miss Lu held a cup of tea and blew the light-colored petals that stretched out on the water, and said softly: "Tell me Let me tell you a story. If I like it, I will give it to you and send you out."

tell a story?

Dong Linhai thought that the so-called test might be for him to do something difficult to accomplish, or to experience the same dangers as the environment just now, but... tell a story?

Is it so simple?

"Just telling a story?"

Miss Lu thought for a while: "I want a story about animals, tears, deception, love and hope."

Dong Linhai, who just passed a handful of Snow White and the seven dwarfs in his head: ........................

It might as well let him do something else!Where can he tell such a story!

"Come on," Victor said suddenly, "I still remember a story like this that I once read to my three daughters."

Three daughters?

Although he knew that Victor was a human being, Dong Linhai heard him talking about himself for the first time.

That Victor is almost thirty or forty.

Victor found a comfortable posture to sit down, he groaned slightly, his thoughts crossed the long river of time, back to the quiet rainy night twenty years ago.

He finished his busy day returning home from the hospital, sitting by the bed of his five-year-old daughter, holding up the books he had bought from the old market, and reading the story for the first time in the sound of rain falling through the window.

"On the distant Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, there is a group of Tibetan antelopes. There are a lot of moss growing on the plateau. These moss will become very chewy moss stems after sun exposure, so they use the time required to chew a moss stem as a timer. Methods.

"In a certain ethnic group, there is a small Tibetan antelope named Pudawa..."

At the same time, the Labyrinth of Time.

Lin Hangzhi came out of the secret breathlessly, looking at the pale blue ticket in his hand, almost tears in excitement.

The ghost knows what he just experienced!

With the ticket in hand, the ultimate task now is to ensure your own safety, and then collect a few pieces to complete the box successfully!

Thinking of this, Lin Hang felt a lot relieved. The 29-year-old young doctor was preparing to go around to see if she could find the door again, and saw a woman coming out of the corner in front.

Her long straight black hair was scattered behind her, and her body was clean and tidy as if not in a box at all.

The passing girl also saw Lin Hangzhi, a young man with a bad face.

And the tickets he didn't have time to put away.