When the two turned back to the swamp together, Ingle was trying to use his beak to flatten the feathers on his wings, trying to keep himself from looking bald.
"It's better for you players to come less often."
Seeing the two of them, it raised a small voice and complained dissatisfiedly: "Every time I have to shed a piece of hair, this time I shed it twice. How much hair can I shed."
Nan Zhou gave it an idea: "Can't it be replaced with leaves or something?"
Ingle explained skillfully: "No. 'The player must use the feathers dropped into the swamp to open the third timeline', this is the rule."
Nan Zhou thought for himself.
If every time a player comes to Yongzhou Town, he will lose a handful of hair, then he will be very sad.
But Nanzhou did not.
When he looked back on the past, he found that, apart from being restricted to the location of his activities and the speed of the appearance of the full moon, he himself was hardly forced to do certain things by the game system.
What the game can limit is the environment, not the person himself.
- The freedom that "Gravity" gave Nan Zhou seems to be going too far.
It can even be said that "Gravity" does not seem to have "created" the character of "Nanzhou".
… Instead, it was more like "invading" the paper world that belonged to Nanzhou.
Nan Zhou stopped thinking further in time.
Right now, they have more important things to do.
After finishing this dungeon, he needs to have a good talk with Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang.
Talking about their origins, but also their relationship, and the future.
They got on the bird-wing flying carpet again, and broke into the eddy current of the cascading timeline as before.
Only this time, what they saw was very different from before.
When entering the third timeline from the fourth timeline, Nanzhou and the others suddenly rushed out of the swamp.
It's getting late.
Because the swamp is not very far from the candy house, the meaty aroma that makes people salivate constantly is coming out from the direction of the candy house.
Ingle carried them, gliding all the way, deep into the forest.
Nan Zhou looked back curiously, and Jiang Fang pressed his head twice, reminding him to avoid the oncoming branches.
They came all the way to the time-space teleportation point in the forest and returned to the second timeline.
When breaking into the dividing point of the timeline, Li Yinhang took a deep breath.
She was ready to see hell again.
However, none of the bloody smell, flesh, dead corpses she expected, and the sight of the two who might have woken up and devoured her father's corpse with bloody mouths like little vultures, did not appear.
The picture scroll of hell has been slowly put away.
The cabin presented to them was more spacious, warmer and cleaner than any period they had seen before.
A sarong is used to protect the food that has not been eaten in time.
Beside the charcoal-burning stove, there is a round cashmere rug.
The two children cuddled on the carpet and rested.
Covering them waist-high was a gray duck-down blanket.
On the small coffee table next to the carpet is a small plate of baked cookies.
The biscuits were not as delicate and beautiful as the ones from the candy store, the edges of the cookies were still toasted, and many were slightly browned.
But the taste should not be bad.
Because there was still a little bit of cookie crumbs on the corner of my sister's mouth.
At this moment, the two brothers and sisters were not wearing the luxurious and high-end velvet that Zha Fu Shi had.
Nor is it the dainty little aristocratic attire of being the new slave of the candy house.
Just one red and one blue, two simple and pure home clothes that are warm and comfortable enough.
And the man who just had a broken stomach and couldn't sleep, was feeding chickens outside the window in front of the house.
The finely chopped chicken food sifted through the dustbin in his hand, making a comfortable and reassuring rustling sound.
The little yellow dog that spun around the man's trousers around the window seemed to smell a stranger and barked at the window.
The man jumped in shock, picked up the puppy, and coaxed twice, for fear of waking up a pair of children who had just fallen asleep in the room.
For someone who is as weak as dough and who can be rounded and flattened by anyone, if there is no external force to push and sway, he will still do his duty in his clumsy and slow way.
Sad, but helpless.
At this time, a newly born chick got out of the corner of the chicken coop with loose wires, strutted on short legs, and ran quickly to the back of the house.
Father hurried to chase.
He had just walked around to the back of the house, when suddenly, a gust of wind pushed the door open from the inside.
The Hokage in the fireplace was startled by the invading chill and shook.
The moment the cold wind hit, my brother woke up in a flash, and when he raised his head, a small blanket had skillfully wrapped around the sleeping sister's shoulders.
He fixed his eyes on the wide open door.
It was empty outside the door.
But he firmly believed that just now, he saw the afterimage of a bird.
He went to the door.
The moonlight was like shards of green salt, and it sprinkled distinct particles on his shoulders, reflecting the path leading to the depths of the forest white.
He murmured, "...is that you?"
Was it the little bird who guided them when they got lost
…
Riding on Inger's wings, Nan Zhou lowered his head and asked, "If we don't get bread in the last world line soon, what will happen to us?"
"Then you may not be able to come out."
Ingle said in a very calm tone: "Every timeline is advancing in sync. When they wake up, they will cry a lot over the death of their father, but they will still be very hungry."
"By then, they'll eat their father's stomach."
This sentence can be said to be refreshing.
Li Yinhang, who was still immersed in the warm home atmosphere just now, woke up quickly.
The doorknob grows on the man's stomach.
Once the stomach is destroyed, the player is stuck in the past timeline forever.
Unless, like Nan Zhou, try to correct the tragedy of "Candy House" from the source to change the world line.
"There are indeed players who do this."
Ingle saw through Li Yinhang's mind.
"However, by the time those players find out that their way back is cut off, it's too late. There won't be many choices left for them."
Nan Zhou nodded: "In the third timeline, the two brothers and sisters who escaped from the candy house have already fallen under the cannibal curse of the candy house."
Ingle said: "Yes. So some players will be desperate and kill the siblings to prevent the fate of the father from being killed."
Nan Zhou: "Did you succeed?"
Ingle said, "No."
Nan Zhou thought the same.
If Nanzhou and the others entered the candy house as "normal time", then, "killing the father", "escape from the candy house", "abandoned by the father", "the past of the sweet family", these four are overlapping each other, The progressive timeline is the past of the two brothers and sisters, and it is their fantasy garden.
The backbone of the "fantasy" is the existence of two brothers and sisters.
If brother and sister are obliterated in fantasy, it is a pillar of self-destruction.
Players who kill siblings will be permanently trapped in the Fragment of Time, with no way to escape.
When he was about to return to the original timeline, Jiang Fang looked back again and looked at the wood-side cabin that he could no longer see.
When Nan Zhou and Ingle were talking about the world line, he had another discovery.
The stepmother of the two brothers and sisters is absent. The grave is not there either.
It's just that it's an irrelevant thing.
When he saw Nan Zhou lay down the gold for his brother and sister under the tree, he could guess the inevitable outcome of a greedy person.
Ingle carried them, breaking the time limit and breaking the last door.
The siblings who were supposed to be hanged in the candy store have disappeared.
The decoration in the candy house is similar to what Nan Zhou and the others saw in the second timeline.
Here, it still belongs to the witch.
But it has melted and rotted most of it.
Spoiled cream, rotten fruit pieces, cakes that have been soaked up and softened, give off a wonderful stench of bad stuff.
In the still-complete corner of the candy house, curled up a withered corpse.
But as long as you look closely, you will be horrified to find that the corpse's chest is still slightly heaving.
... Probably has not deceived new guests for a long time, this witch has been starved to a leather bag skeleton.
On her hand, there are some bones that have been sucked to the translucent.
Among them is a relatively fresh hand bone belonging to an adult female.
Probably smelling the smell of strangers, she suddenly opened her dark eyes, smirked, and made an invitation in a hoarse voice like a rag: "Guest, would you like to have a bite of my candy—"
Ingle swept past her side quickly, her huge wings slapped her face fiercely, and then with a little smug scream, she swept past the witch and flew straight into the sky.
The two brothers and sisters who have grown up are doing their daily picking work in the forest at this time.
It was getting late, and they had already planned to go back.
Father repeatedly warned them not to go too far, not to go back too late.
After all, that's how their stepmother disappeared.
My brother found a good pine mushroom in the fungus pit and leaned over to pick it.
The younger sister was holding the basket, but she saw from a distance that, in the green forest shadows a hundred meters away, a flowing shadow glowing white light came and disappeared.
She opened her mouth slightly, and after a long time, she carefully pulled the corner of her brother's clothes.
"Brother, I seem to see that bird with a lantern again."
My sister was right.
When she looked at Nan Zhou, Nan Zhou was also turning on the light of her mobile phone, looking back at the two little figures standing in the forest.
The silver-white soft moonlight shrouded him, with the fragrance of the plants and the misty night mist, softly weaving a thin net, capturing the heaven and earth together with them in the net.
None of them are free.
But people in the same net can also light a lamp for each other.
Nanzhou and the others crossed the Daze and soon reached the end of the journey.
It was a door that stood too far from the shore in the dark-green swamp.
The doorknob and the door were all familiar to them.
Without the help of Ingle, it is almost impossible for players to come here on their own.
When it was time to leave, Li Yinhang resisted his hunger, which had reached its limit, and said, "We are afraid that there will be changes on the road, so we left a piece of bread. I'll give it to you."
Out of caution, until the end, they didn't eat a bite of the food in the copy.
"I only make deals of equal value." Ingle refused. "I have experience: if you get paid beyond the range you deserve, God will always ask you to pay it back."
Seeing it persisted like this, Li Yinhang silently took back the bread.
Nan Zhou: "I have another question."
Ingle: "Gee?"
"You talk a lot." Nan Zhou said, "It's not like the fairy tales say."
Ingle: "… "
On this question, Ingle thought about it carefully and replied, "Because I like you very much."
Ingle's silence stemmed from the arrogance she had in her bones when she was a human being.
She disdains talking to people she doesn't like.
However, what Nan Zhou did, she liked it very much.
Most of the players she has seen can only go to the warehouse of the fifth world line to take out the bread and make a deal with her.
No one will pay attention to the fate of the two children in the original world line who want to eat them.
Therefore, in the long-term loneliness, Ingle was willing to talk more to this passerby.
Nan Zhou replied seriously: "Thank you."
Jiang Fang gently embraced Nan Zhou's shoulder, and said, "Thank you."
Nan Zhou: "?"
After saying goodbye to Ingle, they pushed open the door.
The brain corridor, which was wriggling slightly, came into their eyes again.
They spent a full ten hours in the double story of "Candy House" and "Ingle."
The sound of chewing mixed with saliva still reverberated in the corridor, but it didn't affect them any more.
Li Yinhang sat down on the spot, took out the little food left in the warehouse, and feasted on it.
They finally regained the ability to be full.
Nan Zhou was still thinking about what Jiang Fang said when he said goodbye to Ingle.
He asked curiously, "she said she likes me, why do you want to thank her?"
Jiang Fang did not answer directly.
He took out an apple and shook it in front of Nan Zhou.
Nan Zhou took it and bit it down obediently.
Jiang Fang asked him, "Are you very hungry?"
Nan Zhou didn't say how hungry he was, but just said, "If possible, after the copy is released this time, I want to go to the 'paper gold' casino."
There's an all-you-can-eat buffet with 200 points.
Jiang Fang raised his eyebrows; "If you want to, what can't you do?"
Although he made Boss Qu lose face in public, the casino is in business.
Since it is a business, they can naturally visit at any time.
Jiang Fang has been living in a place where dragons and snakes are mixed for many years, and he has cultivated a smiling face to perfection.
... He doesn't hold grudges.
As long as Boss Qu doesn't find fault, he will treat him properly and politely, and leave after the 200-point buffet, without causing him any trouble.
Nan Zhou gave his reason: "That Boss Qu has a sexual impulse towards you."
The mouthful of bread that Li Yinhang put into his mouth almost went directly into his trachea.
Seeing his reaction like this, Jiang Fang couldn't help but chuckle and asked, "You don't like it?"
Nan Zhou: "Why should I not like it?"
Nan Zhou: "I have it too."
Li Yinhang managed to swallow it down, and the second mouthful was stuffed into his trachea.
Jiang Fang: "..."
Nan Zhou argued without changing his face: "This is normal. Everyone has some reasonable fantasies about beautiful things. For example, I thought that you would look good without clothes."
In fact, Nan Zhou also thought that Jiang Fang's proportions are very suitable for being a nude body model.
With his slender and flexible thighs as a reference, the proportions of that part may be very harmonious and beautiful.
It's just that he thought about it, and it's not suitable to say this in front of a lady.
He turned to Li Yinhang: "Yinhang, you have also thought of this, haven't you?"
Li Yinhang was frightened.
In terms of her appreciation of beautiful things and the opposite sex, she more or less had a little bit of Nanzhou.
But to be honest, she still wanted to live.
In case she didn't push the numbers, let her relationship develop, and finally broke down with the boss, and was kicked by the boss who thought it was troublesome, then she would be sb.
Emotions will only delay her to live a good life, it is the Taihang Wangwushan on her life road.
With a tear in her eyes, she tried to put food into her mouth, making herself seem addicted to food and unable to extricate herself. No distractions, live and cry.
But when Nan Zhou lowered his head and aimed his gaze at the apple in his palm, he ruminated carefully.
He felt that he really didn't like Qu Jinsha's thoughts on Jiang Fang.
As long as he thinks about it, he has a subtle and sour strange feeling in his heart.
… why
Doesn't everyone appreciate beauty
Why don't you want others to appreciate you
This is another new topic worthy of Nanzhou's research.
Thinking like this, he took another bite of the apple.
Tiny apples, sweet and sour, cracked between his teeth. :,