I Was Once a Legend

Cui Zuojing didn't pay attention to it, although he left his feelings to the clown, but the last fear and hysterics of the dream still made his chest tight and breathless, the severed head, the miserable and vagueness of his companions The unclear figure was firmly imprinted in my mind.

At the end, Cui Zuojing rubbed his eyes and lay back on the bed again, saying to the man, "Can I take a break?"

"Okay." Dong Zheng agreed.

Cui Zuojing hardly showed a little softness. He closed his eyes, squeezed his brow with his fingers, and let out a long sigh of relief.

At that time Luo Zhen became the controller of the dream in the end, the dream just now should be the reminder she gave.

Prompt him that he can't contend with the queen alone and rescue his companions. Only by helping others can he reach his goal?

Will this other person be Dong Zheng's group?

Cui Zuojing is not sure.

Dong Zheng glanced at Cui Zuojing, continued to sit at the table and fiddled with electronic equipment, and suddenly heard a screaming shouting downstairs.

The voice clearly belongs to Alan, Dong Zheng frowned and got up to go out to see what happened.

In the living room, Allen lay on his back on his back, covering his head, moaning constantly, and the mural on the wall that had previously hung down, and the frame cracked with long traces.As the master of the painting, Fu Zhe raised his forehead relentlessly.

Dong Linhai smirked and pulled Alan up, only to see his forehead was just a little swollen, saying: "You call it too exaggerated, I don't know what happened."

"how about it?"

Dong Zhenggang walked down the stairs for two steps, and suddenly his feet slipped without warning--

Under the eyes of all eyes, Dong Zheng's whole person "tucked up" slid down four or five levels one after another, sitting on the steps buttocks, grabbing the handrail in time with his left hand, and barely stabilized his body.

Dong Zheng was stunned for a few seconds, and when he recovered, there was a cold sweat behind him.

Linhai shouted: "It's alright!"

He waved his hand and tried to stand up, but there was a sharp pain in his right ankle.

Dong Zheng hissed and lifted his trousers, his ankles were already swollen with naked eyes.

The source of all disasters-Lin Hangzhi shook his face in horror, afraid to speak.

Who am I? What did I do? Why should I be here?

Under the effect of blood contract, the injury was faithfully shared by half to Cui Zuojing. The sudden pain made Cui Zuojing suddenly open his eyes.

Some thoughts were just interrupted, and the teenager yawned violently, got up, and limped out of the door limpingly.

Unhappy on his face.

Dong Zheng was sitting on the stairs and turned his head to see Cui Zuojing's inconvenience, only to remember that his injury would be shared by him.

"Uncle, help him cure it, it hurts." Cui Zuojing sat down at the top level, facing Lin Hang's timid gaze like a white rabbit in the living room, took a deep breath, and tried to get his anger back. Pull out a "kind" smile.

It was him who let Lin Hangzhi do the test, and it was him who promised the guarantee. Now that the retribution fell on him, he did not stand to complain to anyone at all.

Lin Hangzhi saw Cui Zuojing's smile, and couldn't help but be more afraid. He smirked, and stepped back quietly, and finally stepped on Dong Linhai's foot.A heavy kick.

Linhai: "Ao -!"

Victor jumped up the stairs quickly, his paw pressed against Dong Zheng's ankle.After the white light, the red and swollen eyes disappeared a lot, and Victor's tail pulled down tiredly and shook his head: "It can only be done now. Now the cat's body is very restrictive, and even half of his ability is impossible. Play."

"It's hard work." Dong Zheng stood up under the armrests, went down to the living room, patted Lin Hang's shoulder, and said, "It's okay, since we agreed to be your teammate, no matter what happens, you won't blame you."

Lin Hangzhi's doom lasted for nearly five days. Except for him, the rest of the team were all looking for suitable boxes outside these days, and they were also able to stay away from the center of doom.

Everyone came out of the labyrinth of time. Dong Zheng Linhai got seventeen notes with clues from other boxes, seven Allen and eight Linhang, but only five of them can be used in District Ⅻ.

After searching hard, they finally found three of them.

By the time they came back, Lin Hangzhi, who was already sullen, had been tortured thinly, and a large piece of Wuqing lacking rest under her eyes seemed to be drained of all her energy.

"It's hard." Allen patted his shoulder with a sincere heart, and Lin Hangzhi sighed long, "It's been unlucky since I was alive. I'm almost used to it... By the way, did the box be found?" "

Allen: "I found three, and I will decide which one to enter in a meeting. These clues are very vaguely written, and I don't know if it will come in handy."

Dong Zheng sat at the table with a tea cup and said, "After confirming it, you should be able to go in tomorrow. Is Hang Zhi determined that the doom has completely passed?"

Lin Hangzhi: "Well, I haven't been unlucky for three hours and four minutes, and it should be fine."

Dong Linhai held a jewelry box, a gift box and a plain white box, and put them on the table.The jewelry box is only the size of a slap, and the gift box is tied with a pink bow, painted with colorful stars and candy, like which child to give.

"These three correspond to [Northern Lights Tribute] [Doll House] and [Dream Gallery]." Dong Zheng said, "Among them [Northern Lights Tribute] type is fairy tale/challenge, [Doll House] horror/survival, [ Fantasy Gallery] The horror/heteromorphism should be similar in terms of difficulty. Do you have any comments?"

"It doesn't sound good," Allen said.

Lin Hangzhi: "My words... I don't recommend choosing a challenge. I was in a challenge box when I was in the novice area. At that time, I didn't know that there would be such a classification, and the whole life was better than death."

Dong Zheng has not entered the challenge box yet, and is unclear about the situation. He asked: "Can you tell me more?"

Lin Hangzhi organized the language slightly, saying: "That type is probably to set you up for a challenge mission, which must be completed within the specified time to start the next plot, otherwise it will be chased by npc in the game, compared to The degree of freedom is not high, the whole process must be manipulated by the plot, and the difficulty is also great. The point is that many of the tasks it gives are frustrating, you can’t imagine the frightening freak!"

Lin Hang’s resentment was indescribable, and everyone wisely did not ask him what he had experienced in that box, but it was certain that it must be very painful.

"Okay, let's rule out this one first." Dong Zheng put the jewelry box aside. "In addition to the novice level, Linhai and I have only participated in the box three times. They are horror, fairy tale, and random. , Your experience with Allen is important. Allen, do you have any other ideas?"

Alan Yuya wandered with her face waiting for the final result, and Alan accidentally said, "Ah?" "I don't care, you are all set."

Lin Hangzhi also waved his hand: "I'm not sure about the rest. Since there is a horror label, whichever one you choose is similar."

Dong Zheng asked Cui Zuojing, who had been silent next to him, "Do you have any comments?"

Cui Zuojing: "No, you decide for yourself that I will not interfere too much without affecting the general direction."

After a round, the final decision was still in Dong Zheng's hands. He no longer asked, and said his own thoughts: "My suggestion is to enter the [Doll's House]. Victor followed the little girl to get it. Story fragments, you should have some understanding of the style and part of the plot of the box. Choosing this box should be better than [Fantasy Gallery] who only knows one sentence clues."

Victor, who had just pulled the cat litter out of the bathroom, knocked his paw from the door frame. The cat's sensitive hearing allowed him to successfully catch Dong Zheng's call, leaning his head out of the body and asking, "What?"

Cui Zuojing: "It's okay, what about the meeting, will uncle come over and listen?"

No one raised any objections. Although Victor would not help in the face, he knew the clues after all, and he would surely reveal some behind the words and behaviors in the box.

Strengthening the strength to help Cui Zuojing, of course, they promised to be good, but before that, it is most important to save their lives.

"Then decide to enter [Doll's House]." Dong Zheng placed the gift box in the middle and said, "We will have a good rest tonight and adjust the state. After breakfast tomorrow, we will enter the box. The meeting."

After spending a few days outside, everyone was very tired. The only Lin Hangzhi who had been staying in the castle was physically and mentally exhausted. After returning to his room to rest, the huge castle was immediately deserted.

Fu Zhe walked out of the study, holding the black-skinned "God and Alchemy". He stood in the corridor and looked down at the tea cups on the living room table, the opened chairs, and the tapes were hung on the wall diagonally. Every mural is full of traces of life.

Since being imprisoned in the old castle, he has never been exposed to such a fresh breath.

Fu Zhe couldn't help but give a smile of relief. He leaned over and picked up Victor who was pacing under his feet, and walked to the kitchen, saying: "Well, it seems that I should do dinner again today."

The next morning, after having breakfast, the people were ready to go. Fu Zhe's castle, as an extremely special existence, could not directly enter the box, they returned to the house they applied for in District Ⅻ, where they were interviewed.

Making sure everyone was ready, Dong Zheng crouched down and pulled the ribbon of the bow.

The beautiful ribbon slipped to the ground, the gift box automatically spread out towards the four sides, and the dazzling white light exploded, engulfing the figure.

[...]

Tick, tick.

The wall clock whispered with the passage of time, the sound of marbles falling to the ground and rolling to the side came from the ceiling, the oxygen generator of the fish tank grunted, and everything seemed quiet.

Dong Zheng opened his eyes.

He was lying on the sofa, the TV opposite was on, mute on, broadcasting an unknown variety show, with a fish tank at his feet, green water plants, and red fish.

Dong Zheng sat up and a paragraph appeared in his mind.

[It’s already seven o’clock in the evening, and it’s long after school. The kids upstairs have already arrived home for dinner, but your kids haven’t returned yet.

[Call the head teacher, she doesn’t know what happened.

[You decided to find him in school.

Then the progress of the task in the upper right corner of the vision is updated: arrive at the school.

The sound of marbles on the head no longer appeared. All the rooms in the house except the living room were closed. Dong Zheng was not in a hurry to go to school. He roughly looked at the whole house. A photo frame was placed on the TV cabinet. Suppressing the shoulders of a boy, about eleven or twelve years old, he couldn't see his face clearly, and he thought he was the missing "child".

In all the photos, there is no figure of the hostess, and there is no trace of the woman's life at home.The child's room was a bit messy, with two dinosaur puppets with teeth and claws on the bed.

Dong Zheng found a flashlight, determined that there was no necessary clue, no longer wasted time, and opened the house.

This is an old-fashioned residential building style. There are two households on the first floor. The two doors are directly opposite. The central wall is equipped with a milk delivery box and a switch for the corridor light on this floor. A green number flashes on the meter box.

Children painted a lot of patterns with pencils on the whitewashed walls, mixed with small advertisements.Dong Zheng walked downstairs, the sound of marbles falling from the top of his head again, rolling slowly.

Dong Zheng remembered the horror label of this box, and he couldn't help but stop.

At this moment, with the sound of "clicking" the switch was pressed, the lights of this corridor suddenly went out behind Dong Zheng.