Leaving the secret realm and seeing the maze wall full of vines again, Allen subconsciously felt hairy, as if these plants would be ready to attack ferociously at any time, just like in the hospital.
"The secret realm just now was very strange. The reminder of the fragments was actually called the aftermath, which always gave me some bad associations."
As Dong Zheng looked for the door, he said, "It should not be just Lenovo. According to the clues and hints found inside, what we have seen is only the most superficial."
Allen came to the spirit: "Tell me?"
"The Fragment's name is the aftermath. It's already the biggest hint. Wen Baoshan said that he could understand Jasmine's words from the eighth day, and he gradually showed signs of turning into a plant and began to yearn for sunlight. Do you still remember the clues of Fragment?"
"Be our friends and never be alone again, like the seventh day melted in the dream of sunshine—"
Allen recalled repeating it, suddenly closed his mouth and hissed, a little frightened by the speculation, "You mean... Wen Baoshan died on the seventh day, and everything after that is just a fantasy after his death? "
Dong Zheng snorted, "I wasn't quite sure, but just now I suddenly thought that when I first appeared in the hospital, the corpse locker that contained me had a label on it, and the name on it was partially contaminated with blood. I can see that the first character has three o’clock water for a day, the center of the third character is vertical, and the font is simple. At that time, I didn’t care about it at the time, but now I look back and think about it, it should be the name of Wenbaoshan.
"And Wen Baoshan said that since he was hospitalized, his children have never been here. It stands to reason that no matter how busy he is at work, his father has to make time to come back when he is seriously ill. So it is very likely that before his children arrive, Wen Baoshan was already dead, and he didn't see the last time, so he felt that the child never came back.
"The corpse locker that belongs to Wenbaoshan should be marked as 'A few days in August, cremated', and later, no matter from the doctor's ward round records or the safe password records, the date is written at the end of September."
"So everything is an illusion created by the girl who gave him the flower?" Allen rubbed his chin and thought, "No, what happened to the plant that gave us the treasure box just now? Isn't it the completely mutated Wenbaoshan? If Mount Wenbao was cremated, how could it greet us?"
Dong Zheng: "I don't know, but this guess is the most likely."
Allen was silent for a moment, sighed and said: "Hey... I suddenly miss my parents a little, and I don't know how they are now. But this son is really bad enough, work and work, no matter how important work is, is it important to have a biological father? ?"
Cui Zuojing, who had never spoken, suddenly said, "Don't put too much emotion into the plot in the box, or you will go crazy one day sooner or later."
Allen looked down at him: "What do you mean?"
Cui Zuojing: "You have also experienced several boxes. How do you feel about the plot and the development of things inside?"
"The words at that time were about escaping for life and fear, so I didn't care about feeling, but after thinking about it after going out, I really felt embarrassed. You see, it's like in Hameln, the Pied Piper sealed those who hurt people. Rats, because the people in the town didn't keep their promises, they took the children away in revenge, and in the end, our clearance condition was to defeat the Pied Piper and let all the rats out. In a way, he was a good guy. End up miserable, it's not a fairy tale at all."
Cui Zuojing did not comment, but asked Allen, "What kind of work do you do?"
Allen cleared his throat, raised his head and answered in a straight voice, "I am a glorious people's teacher."
Even Dong Zheng looked at him now. Allen scratched his hair embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "Actually, he is a kindergarten teacher. I work in a kindergarten in Beijing."
Cui Zuojing nodded and said mercilessly: "No wonder there are so many emotions."
Ellen: "… what do you mean?"
"In the pure white world, the last thing you need is empathy. Never put yourself into an NPC or other perspective to look at the plot. Any negative emotions you have as a result will be collected and provided as a kind of energy to someone. There is. It will make your life in her hands even tighter."
Dong Zheng suddenly grasped the point: "Someone exists?"
Cui Zuojing made a silent gesture to him: "That is, in the labyrinth of time outside her jurisdiction, you can whisper, when you get out of here, don't mention what I said to you anywhere else, she eyes and ears are everywhere.”
Dong Zheng and Allen both nodded.
"Her name is hardly known. People in the Pure White Realm now call her Queen. Currently, she is the supreme existence in the Pure White Realm."
Cui Zuojing said and tapped Dong Zheng's chest, stared into each other's eyes, and said earnestly, "And the strength she relies on to survive is the despair that people generate when they are struggling in the box."
"So, please control your emotions no matter what, otherwise even if you are lucky enough to finish the pilgrimage one day, stand in front of her and make your last wish, what you will receive will be endless. despair."
Allen: "Oh? No wonder you have been so calm, so it is!"
Dong Zheng frowned, obviously thinking of something, but he didn't say it, but asked: "At the end of the secret realm, what happened to the light that entered my body?"
Cui Zuojing answered honestly, "I don't know."
"You don't know?" Dong Zheng raised his eyebrows.
"Please, although I know this place very well, it doesn't mean that we should know everything, okay? We are both grasshoppers on a rope now. If something is bad, how could I hide it from you." Cui Zuojing dissatisfied.
"But I know the person who set this trap, the girl mentioned by Wen Baoshan. To put it simply, she is like a legendary demon, and she must rely on a steady stream of transactions to continue her life. She is not strong enough for sheer strength. ."
Cui Zuojing raised his hand and placed his hand on Dong Zheng's forehead, and checked it carefully again, but still didn't notice the abnormality: "Well... I may not have enough ability now. After I find Fu Zhe, we will show you together."
Dong Zheng lowered his head slightly so that Cui Zuojing could touch him, and asked, "You asked Wen Baoshan what the girl took from him before. Could it be life?"
Cui Zuojing shook his head: "It doesn't look like it. As long as Wen Baoshan still exists in a certain form, it is not considered dead. It is meaningless to think about this problem. Let's look for fragments, how long will it take?"
Dong Zheng glanced at the upper right corner of his field of vision: "1 hour and 7 minutes."
"Okay, you two continue to look for fragments, I have to go back and have a rest." Cui Zuojing stretched his back, his eyebrows showing unexpected tiredness.
He lightly touched the back of Dong Zheng's left hand, and with the shining of the grass coat of arms, his figure gradually became transparent: "If it's not dangerous to the point of death, don't disturb me."
Cui Zuojing's figure disappeared in front of him, Allen came over and patted Dong Zheng's shoulder and sighed: "Wow brother, you are a prisoner with a personality, has he always been like this?"
Although he doesn't have it, Alan has seen other masters and prisoners in other boxes. In the pure white world, prisoners have no human rights. To the master, they are like props. Many people will directly put the The prisoner was pushed out as a scapegoat.
"I haven't known him for a long time, but this attitude is true all the time." Dong Zheng sighed calmly. Cui Zuojing's strength is vividly reflected in the two boxes, although he does not need to doubt it. , but the strength is strong, does not mean that the two really fit.
But thanks to him, he has a good temper. If he knows patience and concessions, they can get along peacefully. If it was Lin Hai and Cui Zuojing, they would have fallen out long ago.
"There is still an hour, hurry up and collect fragments to earn some points."
Although Alan looks like a fool, it turns out that he is really reliable. With him, the speed of collecting debris is even faster than when he was with Linhai. The two came out of the third fragmentation space with the last 19 minutes left.
[When the world goes against entropy. -Program error]
Dong Zheng checked the collected fragments: "I have nine, how about you?"
Two of these seven were collected by Cui Zuojing when he was chasing with the executioner, and of course they were counted on Dong Zheng's head, and the fragments of the hospital's secret realm also belonged to Dong Zheng in the end.
Allen counted his own: "I have seven."
"There should be quite a few in Linhai. If the final points are given according to the number of fragments, there is no need to worry for the time being."
When the same scene was repeated for the third time in front of him, Dong Zheng's voice gradually lowered, and finally stopped, frowning: "We walked through here."
"I see." Allen pointed to the chocolate packaging bag by the wall of the maze, "I still have something to eat, but this kind of space repetition is very common in the maze."
rustling - rustling -
"Something's wrong." Dong Zheng motioned him to keep his voice down, listened carefully for a while, then took a step back, "Did you hear anything?"
"Voice? No—wait, I heard it!"
The rustling sound was like the rough robes rubbing against each other. When Allen's voice just fell, the owner of the voice appeared in front of the two of them instantly as if realizing that he had been discovered.
It was covered in a black cloak, the corners of the robe hanging down to the feet, the wide hood covered most of its face, only the pale chin was exposed, and a short wand was held in the hands made of bones.
Without any greeting or hesitation, at the moment when the figure was reflected on the retinas of Dong Zheng and Alan, it waved its wand, and two dark purple lights shot out from the top of the wand, hitting them both!
pain! Pain to the extreme!
Dong Zheng couldn't even make any effective resistance. He fell to his knees and fell to the ground in severe pain, as if every nerve and every bone was being pulled out. Alan screamed uncontrollably beside him.
Pain makes thinking slow to the extreme, and it is also fast to the extreme. The overdraft that Cui Zuojing brought him not long ago finally tempered Dong Zheng's endurance. Before the black-robed wizard raised his wand again, Dong Zheng tried his best and shouted: "Kars!"
boom!
A tentacle broke through the void and appeared directly from the blue sky of the Labyrinth of Time. The moment Dong Zheng called out the name, it hit the wizard's head!
The head flew out like a ball.
The light at the top of the wand gradually dissipated, and the headless corpse stood stiffly in place. After a few seconds, it slowly fell back and fell to the ground with a bang, with broken bones scattered.
Dong Zheng struggled to get up. He covered his abdomen with one hand and propped up against the wall with the other. He looked up at the tentacle that was about to return to the library again. While breathing in the pain, he fell into deep doubt.
- Can people who are struggling to survive in the pure white world really have enough strength to fight against these monsters
Just like Cui Zuojing.