Wang Ailun immediately agreed and said: "Your brother looks very reliable. Usually in novels and movies, people who don't talk much like this are ruthless people.
[Hahahahaha…]
This time, a series of laughter sounded directly, as if hearing something unbearable. Dong Zheng recognized Cui Zuojing's voice, made up his mind, glanced at Alan, who was still talking to Dong Linhai, and tentatively said from his heart:
[Do I want to communicate with you like this?]
[Well, you can say whatever you want to say in your heart.]
At this time, Cui Zuojing was in the prisoner card connected by Dong Zheng's left hand mark. He entered the card for the first time, but he had heard his former prisoner talk about the situation inside.
This is a room with a size of six by six, or a cage. It is very magical that all kinds of things can appear in the space according to the prisoners' thoughts. As long as you are not afraid of being squeezed to death, you can imagine a group of elephants. question.
Of course, what's inside can't be taken out, and what's outside can't be brought in, so this function can only make prisoners less bored when they're not called outside.
Wang Ailun: "Did you get your guns from the box? That's cool!"
Linhai: "Yes, luck is better, I found it on the road."
Dong Zheng asked again: [Can you hear the movement outside even if you are not released?]
[Yes, I can barely see the situation on your side. ] Cui Zuojing is lying on top of a huge and invincible Super Simmons, the blood-stained clothes on the boy's body have been changed. After being forcibly taken back, he immediately fell asleep, and when he woke up, he heard Lin Hai blowing Dong Zheng, and couldn't help laughing.
Allen didn't know what to say, so Dong Linhai nodded and said: "Yes, yes, my brother makes people feel safe. When he encounters any danger, as long as he is with me, I am not so afraid."
Cui Zuojing snorted, and did not forget to sneer: [It seems that he is really not weaned, Bai Chang is so big.]
Dong Zheng saw that the two of them were talking more and more, and said helplessly: "Don't talk nonsense in Linhai, Alan, don't believe him. We have just passed the novice level, we have no experience at all, and we don't quite understand the situation."
Allen said very spontaneously and readily: "It's okay, now our three brothers are teammates. It just so happens that I have experienced two more boxes than you. If I have any experience, I will definitely not hide it and hold it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard another mess of footsteps. The next moment, two people ran over from the side of the fog. A middle-aged man and woman, although a little embarrassed, did not look flustered.
"Everyone is here." The man breathed a sigh of relief, and was finally able to slow down and take a break.
Everyone sitting on the ground stood up one after another, and the man with glasses asked, "How many gold beads do you have?"
The man said: "Four, two were found from the body."
"Corpse?" Everyone's expressions changed slightly.
The slightly fat middle-aged woman hummed: "We passed a hut on the way, and the zombie knight was outside, as if he was dead, and then continued walking, and met two people who were killed. I thought that since zombies can't Take action and take the beads from both of them."
The couple passed by Henry's body, and naturally went into the hut to search around, but all the useful things in it were taken away by Dong Zheng and Linhai, and they couldn't find anything - except for the miserable body of the forest ranger and Dong Linhai's other than vomit.
"That zombie is dead?!" Everyone was shocked. The terrifying existence crawling out of the abyss was actually dead? !
who killed it
Who has the power to kill it
Is there anything more powerful in this forest than a zombie knight
In the silence, everyone shuddered.
Wang Ailun scolded him in English in a low voice, and he couldn't help but be thankful that the two people left him and left, otherwise... Otherwise, the middle-aged couple might see one more corpse from him!
Only Dong Zheng and Linhai knew what was going on, and they looked at Linhai. Dong Zheng saw undisguised surprise in his eyes, and immediately asked: [Did you kill that zombie?]
In the prison space, Cui Zuojing put a target on the wall, and sat on the bed shooting darts and playing: [Well, his name is Henry, he is someone I knew before becoming a prisoner, but he has completely turned into a monster, I let him free.]
The young man's voice was lazy, as relaxed as if he had solved it easily. Dong Zheng could not help but be surprised when he noticed his comfort.
Cui Zuojing's strength was even stronger than he imagined.
[Can I take the liberty to ask, where did your journey reach before you became a prisoner?]
Cui Zuojing chuckled lightly: [I'm afraid to scare you to death if you say it.]
That is a very powerful pilgrim. Dong Zheng saw that Cui Zuojing didn't want to say much, so he stopped asking more questions and focused on the things in front of him.
In addition to the two dead participants, all twelve people who entered the box are exactly equal, and the number of nine gold beads required is also just right, which has to make people think more.
But whether or not someone is secretly manipulating them, they must get out of here as soon as possible now.
Nine gold beads were put into the bayonet one after another, and the astrolabe was finally complete again. The man with glasses took a step back and waited nervously with everyone.
rumbling —
Only to hear a series of dull machine sounds from the ground, it seems that some huge mechanism has been activated, and the whole earth trembles slightly. This kind of vibration and muffled sound lasted for more than two minutes. As the last sound fell, the astrolabe was divided into two and a half, and the trunk of the banyan tree also split open, opening a gap that was one person wide!
The crack was dark, and with the weak light, I could vaguely see a few steps below, and I didn't know where it would lead.
"Are we going in?" Someone asked.
"It looks like it is." Although they said this, no one took the initiative to stand up and be the first. In this case, those who walk in the front will definitely face the greatest danger.
No one wants to take risks.
There was a stalemate for a while, no one spoke anymore, even Wang Ailun, who was screaming, was quiet.
But after all, it's time to go.
Seeing this, Dong Zheng sighed silently. He took off the shotgun and held it in his hand, turned on the flashlight, and walked towards the dark crack first: "Linhai Allen, keep up."
Someone took the lead, and the rest consciously followed behind. Among them, the strong men and the middle-aged couple did not want to have a little dispute at the end of the team, but it quickly subsided.
Because the environment inside the banyan tree is too depressing.
Just like when they were on the stairs in the cellar, it was pitch black and there seemed to be some special restrictions. Even if they tried to move forward, the flashlights and lamps in everyone's hands could only illuminate the place three meters in front of them.
Although there are seven or eight people hugging the banyan tree, the passage is only as wide as one person, and the wooden walls are gently undulating like life, as if breathing.
The messy footsteps of ten people reverberated into a terrifying echo that reached everyone's ears. The dim and restricted vision made people think: If there is a person who does not belong to them suddenly in the team, no one will find out at the first time. .
Dong Zheng's pace was very steady. Only he knew how nervous he was. The palm of his hand holding the shotgun and flashlight was full of cold sweat, but the existence of the prisoner in his left hand gave him some confidence.
[By the way, Arabidopsis is just your prisoner's name, right? Can I know your original name? It is also convenient to call it.]
The teenager threw away the darts in his hand, lay on his back boredly, staring at the clean and empty ceiling, the top of the cage, and replied: [Cui Zuojing.]
There should still be his legend circulating in the pure white world, but it doesn't matter, his former team members have been showing people by code names since the very beginning, so there is no need to be afraid of revealing anything.
The stairs seemed to have no end. After walking like this for more than 30 minutes, the legs of the middle-aged woman with the weakest physical strength were not as soft as her own. It's almost down to the center of the earth."
The man with glasses, who had been counting the steps silently, said, "We've almost walked down two kilometers."
Beard tutted irritably: "The two thousand meters are not over yet? I said we won't go into hell all the time."
Everyone whispered, Dong Zheng still kept walking at his original speed and was not affected by those increasingly bizarre speculations.
The air seems to be moving slowly and should be approaching the exit.
After walking for another five or six minutes, Dong Zheng suddenly stopped and turned off the flashlight.
There is light ahead.
"Eh? There's light?!" Lin Hai looked over Dong Zheng's shoulders, and saw the faint light coming from the top of the passage, and immediately became excited. The narrow and depressing stairs along the way always reminded him of what happened in the cellar, and he was worried. Yes, it's possible to get out now!
Because the entire staircase was sloping downward, when Dong Zheng noticed the light, the exit was only more than thirty meters away from them. He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and relaxed a little from his tense spirit, and walked forward vigilantly, but Inevitably quickened his pace.
After all, it was a low-level box. There were no accidents that everyone was afraid of. When they walked out of the stairs, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The fresh air poured into the lungs, which made the fatigue and tension subsided a lot.
"God, what the hell is this place?" The woman with a high ponytail looked around and couldn't help frowning and sighing softly.
This is still a forest, all the trees are pure black, without any change in color, only the branches are bare, and they stretch out into the sky, as if they are grabbing something. The ground under their feet is gray with different shades of gray, the sky is oppressive gray and white, and only ten of them have colors in the whole world, as if... straying into an old-fashioned black and white photo.
[Sky, blue sky.]
Cui Zuojing suddenly said such a wordless sentence, and Dong Zheng subconsciously looked up at the top of his head. Where is the blue
The middle-aged couple sat on the ground and rested when they first came out. They were both old and not physical workers in the real world. They were exhausted. The two strong men were already injured and leaned against a tree rest. Looking at it in such a circle, only the woman with a high ponytail and Dong Zheng seem to have spare energy.
The woman said, "Take a rest and then go."
The crowd echoed, Dong Zheng agreed and said, "Allen and I will go to the neighborhood first to see what's going on. Linhai, are you resting here?"
Dong Linhai, who had already sat down, immediately got up and patted the soil on his butt: "I'm with you."
The three of them temporarily left the team and began to explore the surroundings, hoping to find any key clues. Soon Dong Linhai found a small road. There was a small wooden signpost on the side of the road. The drawn arrow pointed in the direction in front of them, and wrote with "Hameln".
Linhai: "Does that mean we have to follow the road and go to this place?"
Wang Ailun: "Obviously yes, but this place name... Do you feel familiar?"
Dong Zheng: "The German city of Hameln?"
Wang Ailun: "Well, but there is another meaning—"
Just halfway through his words, a melodious flute sound came from far away and floated into everyone's ears. Wang Ailun immediately stopped the voice and looked in the direction of the sound.
Linhai, who was squatting in front of the wooden sign to study, only felt dizzy. He raised his hand to cover his chaotic head, and then slowly stood up amid the sound of the flute.
"Linhai?" Dong Zheng immediately felt something wrong, raised his hand and pulled his arm, but Dong Linhai didn't seem to feel it at all, his eyes were distracted, and he stood upright, as if waiting for someone.
Dong Zheng: "What's going on?"
Wang Ailun stared blankly. Just as he was about to speak, Dong Zheng saw someone in the dry woods coming over and motioned him to keep silent.
The two dodged and hid behind two thick trees at the same time, leaving only the sluggish Dong Linhai standing alone.
The sound of the flute continued, getting closer and closer, and soon a figure appeared clearly in front of him.
It was a young man with black hair, of medium build, wearing a wide hat with colorful peacock feathers on his head, wearing a colorful church stained glass-like floral dress, the wide cuffs and long hem almost dragging to the ground, the boots The toes are raised upwards.
There is a pale tear mole on the bottom of each of his eyes, like two lingering tears, he is closing his eyes slightly at this moment, holding the flute across his lips, blowing a melodious tune.
Behind him, the people who were supposed to rest in place all followed his steps, slowly walking towards the path marked by the wooden sign.
The flute player walked past Linhai, and the wide corner of his clothes swept the boy's fingers. Linhai, as if bewitched by a spell, automatically entered the team and followed him.
The flute, the troubadour, the mad animal, the man in control, Hameln.
All clues are clear, Dong Zheng and Alan looked at each other, tacitly pretended to be under control, followed at the end of the team and walked towards Hameln.
In "Grimm's Fairy Tales", the hometown of "Pied Piper".
The author has something to say: Note: [Sky, blue sky] This stalk comes from the scp foundation, and the work number is SCP-8900-EX.
The SCP (Special Containment Procedures) Foundation is a series of works about various paranormal phenomena, individuals and other events. Due to the large number of authors and the global orientation, eligible articles can be accepted.
This is a super interesting cultural series, everyone who is interested can take a look.
The general meaning of SCP-8900-EX is that the sky we saw in the past was not blue, but because of the infection of the SCP, the original light was disturbed, and now humans can see a false blue sky. The reason why old photos from the past are black and white is that the infected us can no longer recognize the normal color spectrum of the past.