My train learned the eight-door dunjia

Chapter 104: The Little Girl Who Sold Matches.

“Really? Thank you for the compliment, I don’t know how to call it? ”

Lin Dong looked at the orange cat in front of him and asked. He was not at all flustered by the scene in front of him, it was just a dream.

Lin Dong could feel that he could exit this illusion at any time, and Casifer, who was connected to his heart, was still driving a train to guard his physical body at this time, which was not a big problem.

“Name? I’m gone with my name. ”

The orange cat seemed to recall the past for a moment before coming back to his senses.

“Is it? So what are we doing here? ”

Lin Dong walked around in the blank world.

His mind did not stop thinking, and judging by the current situation, pouring wine for the statue triggered some kind of rule that allowed him to meet the cat.

This method is like the Balance Demon trying to make a deal with him, it is a kind of [medium]. The Scales Demon’s deal is a medium, because his priesthood or primordial authority is related to it.

Therefore, if the cat in front of you is assumed to be a god, its authority is related to the act of pouring water from the statue. It’s just that this connection is too broad, so Lin Dong asked a question.

“Let’s play some games, and when the game is over, depending on your performance, you can take one or two things from my collection or go back for nothing.”

The orange cat explained as he licked his front paws.

No name, play the game to get gifts.

Putting this information together can lead to some interesting associations.

“How to play?”

Lin Dong was very cooperative, because the threat of this god was not high.

This is just an environment, and the outside world is not home to gods such as world fragments.

“Hmm…..”

The orange cat tilted his head and thought seriously,

“The humans who came here before told me a story, but it wasn’t exciting. I want to hear another story this time, I want tragedy. ”

“Tragedy, yes, there are many.”

Lin Dong grinned, he didn’t expect that he would have the opportunity to be a palindromic scribe after crossing over. Lin Dong originally wanted to slightly change the ending of Huluwa and then tell it to the orange cat, but he had some bad premonitions in his heart halfway and temporarily changed his choice.

Lin Dong pondered a little and told the orange cat about [The Little Girl Who Sold Matches].

This story from the Danish fairy tale writer Hans Christian Andersen tells the tragic fate of a little girl who sells matches on Christmas Eve.

Because not a single match was sold, the little girl did not eat for a day.

She was cold and hungry, she polished the first match and saw the warm stove; She polished the second match and saw the fragrant roast goose; She polished the third match and saw the beautiful Christmas tree; She polished the fourth match and saw her long-lost grandmother. She was afraid that if the matches were extinguished, her grandmother would disappear like the stove, the burning goose, and the Christmas tree, and finally she polished a whole match, wanting her to stay with her. In the end, the little girl died with a smile on her lips, and no one knew the beautiful scene she saw in the last moment of her life.

“Poof” [tsk “orange cat stands upright and clapps with two front paws”

“The story is good, the first game is that you win. Is there any interest in attending the second. ”

“What’s the second game?”

Lin Dong was curious.

“It’s already started.”

The orange cat smiled slightly.

In the next second, the world turned into an icy and snowy appearance, and Lin Dong came back to his senses and found that he was dressed in women’s clothes and carrying a basket full of matches.

Looking at himself in the reflection of the department store window, Lin Dong finally knew what happened.

The cat made a new illusion for the little girl who sold matches, and then role-played him.

“You have three magic matches to make any wish, and I look forward to your choice.”

The orange cat walked up to him and finished speaking, then disappeared.

“I’m Nima.”

Lin Dong ripped off his hat and threw it on the ground.

Fortunately, he did not tell the story of the gourd baby, otherwise he would have to play the snake spirit, and what he needed to do might be to carry the wave after wave of attacks of the gourd baby.

Lin Dong felt the feeling of hunger and cold in his body, and this illusion actually had an impact on him!

The cat is digging a hole for him by telling him stories, and the little girl who sells matches exists in his cognition, so now this illusion has a deep enough connection with him, and this connection has led to the hallucinations and pain he is now having.

In this way, his three wishes are not simple. Whoever started the trouble should end it.

His three wishes must also exist in his cognition or memory, otherwise the influence on the illusion will not be too strong, fortunately, he really knows the solution to this problem.

Lin Dong took out the first match from the match basket and stroked, he hoped to get a blue fire unlimited bullet Gatling. Then he had an extra black murder weapon in his basket!

Lin Dong smiled contemptuously, walked into the restaurant where the capitalists enjoyed the Christmas dinner, and launched a massacre.

After the massacre was over, Lin Dong sat at the warm dining table, ate a whole roast goose, drank lipstick wine, and burped. The second match stroked, and he hoped to add an invincible shield to the restaurant.

A golden light curtain appeared outside the hotel.

With the third match, he asked for a nuclear bomb and a nuclear bomb launch button.

Through the glass vitrine, Lin Dong looked at the indifferent crowd that evolved in the fantasy realm, and pressed the nuclear bomb launch button. The entire illusion exploded in the firelight, leaving only this hotel unharmed.

Lin Dong swayed his wine glass and saw the somewhat speechless orange cat.

“Your answer is far beyond my imagination, you won!”

The orange cat angrily blew out a spring that scratched the inside of a sofa chair next to him.

The scoring of the three wishes is actually based on how much impact it has on the illusion itself. In order to be able to do nothing for himself, Lin Dong left a restaurant, and the rest were all blown up.

Such an answer is actually a perfect score.

“Oh, little meaning.”

Lin Dongfeng replied lightly.

In fact, his script was completely inspired by the second version of An Tusheng’s fairy tale “The Little Girl Who Sold a Nuclear Bomb” that he had seen before.

In that story, the little girl who sold the nuclear bomb also did not sell a nuclear bomb, so she felt a red button and detonated a nuclear bomb.

Because that might warm you up a bit.

So, a colorful mushroom cloud appeared over the city, and she and the whole city met her dear grandmother. Lin Dong just laughed when he saw this story at that time.

He didn’t expect that years later, the story would come in handy in this way.