I Was Once a Legend

Fu Zhe? !

At the moment when Dong Zheng's consciousness saw the true appearance of the Huayi Dezi flute player, Cui Zuojing, who was originally lazy on the bed, immediately sat up, his eyes filled with surprise.

Why is he here? !

Only the talents who died in the pure white world will be recycled, and the npc washed away from the memory will become the box. Fu Zhe will be...

Cui Zuojing bit his lower lip, but soon his frowned eyebrows spread out and lay down again.

No, this is not Fu Zhe, but one of his soul fragments.

Fu Zhe lost his "conscience", "morality" and "goodwill" in the last battle eight years ago. This flute player should be one of them.

Cui Zuojing, who had calmed down again, silently played his abacus. He watched Dong Zheng's every performance with a critical eye, just like watching a movie.

Will this person be a sufficiently qualified helper?

The sound of the flute has not been interrupted, and the Huayi Dezi flute player played an unknown tune, leading them along the path through the forest. With the gradual progress, spindle-shaped things were hung on the bare dry tree, some kind of creature's cocoon, and some fell to the ground long, pulling out a thin white thread.

A huge pure black spider crawled from the web of white silk thread above his head to check the condition of each cocoon. They continued to walk, walked through the territory of the spider and saw the shoes of countless children, colorful and in various colors, obviously not belonging to this world, scattered all over the place.

The flute player's pace is not fast, and it is boring to pretend to be controlled and stuffy. Dong Zheng asks Cui Zuojing: "What is the box script of the pure white earth boundary? 】

Cui Zuojing also leisurely explained: [Myths, legends, or other fantasy, universal broken rules, an unremarkable idea. In short, this is a world where everything can happen, and the rules of natural science can sometimes change. . 】

Dong Zheng: [Then the script of this box is the Huayi Magic Flute Player. 】

In "The Fairy Tales of Green", the high-powered magician flute player promised the residents of Hameln to help deal with the rat infestation, but the residents did not pay him the corresponding reward. The flute player blew the flute and all the people in the town The children were taken away.

A typical dark fairy tale.

The reason why Dong Zheng is not under control is probably because he brought the pendant found from the ranger, which was given to him by the flute player, but why is Allen okay?

Cui Zuojing: [Well, but this is also because the classification of the box is a fairy tale, and the level is also low, so that people can easily see the blueprint. In the pure white world, according to the type of the script, all boxes can be divided into fairy tales, horror, legends, different degrees, survival, challenges, fairy tales are the simplest, other types of box scripts are all calculated by Kether in real time Out, no one can guess. Only Administrator 03 can barely control it. 】

Kether, Administrator 03.

Dong Zheng silently remembered these two strange words that appeared in Cui Zuojing’s mouth. From the few sentences of the teenager, he clearly felt that the pure white land is definitely not just as simple as it seems. Not a simple pilgrimage in the mouth of the clown.

Dong Zheng continued to walk forward, his eyes wide open suddenly. An ancient castle stood in the center of the black and white forest, surrounded by a deep moat. The only suspension bridge that could lead to the castle was made of various colors of hair. The hair from the heads of different people is entangled, waiting for the castle owner to return.

The flute player led a group of people on the long hair bridge, and the river below was as dirty as the oil flowing from the ground, solidifying into a dead silence without any ripples.

The gate of the old castle was open, and they walked in, stepped on the crimson carpet, the candle burned quietly on the wall-mounted candlestick, and the lizard's head butler in a dress bowed towards the owner who returned home.

The sound of the flute continued to ring, and the black-eyed black-eyed fluteist stopped, and the crowd were controlled one by one into the dungeon guarded by two lizard guards. Dong Zheng and Wang Ailun followed, watching the two of them enter the cell one after another, imitating that they entered the last one.

The guards locked the doors of the cells one by one, the sound of the flute stopped, and all the people caught in the spell closed their eyes and fell softly on the ground covered with straw, falling into a lethargy.

In the blind spot of the guards, Dong Zheng found a relatively flat place and lay down quickly. Wang Ailun lay face down and listened to the guards' inspection, then the footsteps gradually faded away.

Perhaps he knew that the person controlled by the Huayi Dezi flute player would not wake up for a while, and the two guards went to guard the prison door again. Dong Zheng opened his eyes, just to see Wang Ailun secretly raised his head and looked out of the prison. .

A total of ten of them were held in five cells. Linhai and the middle-aged woman were in the same room. At this time, the teenager was lying on the straw pile with his eyes closed.

"My God, it's really the devil flute player." Wang Ailun turned his head and whispered to the corner door where the guard could not see, and said to Dong Zheng with the lowest voice, "Do you know this story?"

"I know." Although Dong Zheng hasn't seen a fairy tale in ten years, the Huayi Devil Flute Player is so famous that he has some impressions.

"If you want to clear the box, you need to complete the final task. You must be admitted by the box or find the door that can go out. The first step is to leave the dungeon." Wang Ailun said, "Fortunately, the two of us have not been controlled, otherwise it will be troublesome. "

Dong Zheng took out soldier pawns from his pocket: "I got a pendant in the ranger's house, it is estimated that this is a protective effect, how about you?"

"After I separated from those two people, I met a toad, which replaced two gold beads in my hand with a hairpin." Wang Ailun also took out the hairpin and shattered diamonds into a small crown shape.

[This is a fusion of two fairy tales. ] Cui Zuojing suddenly said, [Henry has three iron hoops holding his heart. In the original version of the Grimm fairy tale, the story of the frog prince has another name, called the iron chest Henry. 】

Dong Zheng really didn't know this and secretly wrote down. He and Wang Ailun searched the cell, careful not to alarm the guard at the door, but found nothing.

"So what should I do?" Allen thought, frowning at the broken diamond on the hairpin.

Probably too confident in the flute player's mana, or the difficulty of the box being deliberately lowered, the guards did not retrieve the things from them, Dong Zheng still carried a shotgun. The idea of ​​shooting the guard appeared for a moment in his mind, and then was rejected.

The sound of gunshots will definitely disturb the others in the castle, so the fool will use this method.

When the situation was deadlocked, the voice of the guard and the person talking came, and then who walked into the dungeon. Dong Zheng and Wang Ailun quickly fell to the ground and pretended to sleep. He narrowed one eye and secretly observed the situation.

The butler lizard came in, he walked several times in front of the five cages, carefully looked at the people inside, and his eyes were critical.

Finally, it stopped in front of Dong Linhai’s cell and pointed at the sleeping middle-aged woman: “It’s her, the fat-rich liver, the owner will definitely like it, take it over and let the chef deal with it.”

Dong Zheng groaned in his heart, and took it back to let the chef deal with it, could it be that the gargoyle flute player set in this box still eats people?

The prison door was opened, and the servant who came with the housekeeper dragged the middle-aged woman out. The housekeeper looked at the other human in the cell, and suddenly said, "Take him too, and the young man's taste must also be delicious."

So another lizard servant grabbed Dong Linhai's ankle, followed behind the housekeeper, and walked out of the dungeon with "food ingredients".

They were not very careful with the ingredients. When Dong Linhai was dragged, his head knocked heavily on the prison door, but no one noticed the muffled noise.

Two minutes later, the dungeon was quiet again, but the two in the cell diagonally opposite had been taken to the kitchen. Dong Zheng immediately got up and whispered: "Hurry out."

Allen: "That's for sure, but you don't have to worry too much. The box usually doesn't arrange absolute plot killing. In the seemingly desperate situation, there must be a solution. Although your brother looks a bit dumb, he doesn't Stupid, nothing will happen."

"I hope." Dong Zheng searched the cell again, and suddenly saw a black thing in the corner, still moving slightly, and immediately copied the gun as a long stick in his hand. "What?"

"Don't kill me!" A sharp voice rang from the ears of the two. The thing came out of the haystack. The mouse in the waistcoat covered his head with his hands. Two small black bean-like eyes stared at Dong Zheng. It is as big as a cat, but the hair on and off the body is dry and dull, skinny and skinny, and the original white vest is all smudged.

With tears in his eyes, the mouse said pitifully: "I'm so hungry, can you give me some food? When I'm full, it will help you as a reward."

Plot?

Wang Ailun touched Dong Zheng's bag and reached into the bag holding the cookie, and asked, "For example?"

"You must want to go out from here. When I am full and have the strength, I can dig a hole for you to go out." The mouse turned and pointed to a mouse hole the size of a baby's fist in the corner of the wall, said, "This hole To the storage room, I can enlarge it to let you pass."

In the story, the devil flute player was invited to destroy Hameln’s mice, so did this survive?

Dong levied a gun, Wang Ailun gave the mouse two packs of biscuits, and the white vest immediately couldn't wait to unpack it and sulked. Its two incisors are very large, and they can only be placed outside when the mouth is closed. When it starts to chew, the sound of rattles keeps on, and the crumbs of the cookies splash. With such a mouth, it is also a good digging hand.

Dong Zheng originally wanted the white vest to be quiet, but under the influence of the plot, the guards at the door of the dungeon heard nothing, and had become both deaf and blind.

In less than a minute, the white vest ate the biscuits like a lingering cloud. It licked his nose, patting the biscuit crumbs on his clothes, and asked, "Is there water?"

Dong Zheng directly gave it a plastic water bottle with a little left. The first time he saw such a big and humanoid mouse, he was a bit strange. The white vest was full and satisfied, and was finally satisfied. It pawed the hole through which it came in and said, "You can wait a moment and you can dig well soon."

After saying this, the white vest was bitten at the edge of the hole, tearing the cement that stuck the wall off a large piece, and the claws brought out a sharp cold light, and the entire brick was removed.

The two were stunned beside them. Even if they had a gun in their hands, they couldn’t resist if the mouse really wanted to do something. Look at the mouth and the paws, and you can tear them apart!

The construction of the mouse was very fast, and within a few breaths it expanded the hole to a size that allowed an adult man to get into it, and the entire body was submerged into the wall inside the excavation.

Wang Ailun quietly poked Dong Zheng with his elbow, lowering his voice and said, "It's like eating two biscuits. If you eat meat, it will not be scored and the castle will be demolished in minutes. harmed."