Chapter 3 Where is my head?
The famous writer Lu Xun once said.
[To pick up, or not to pick up, that's the question.] 】
Swallowed.
Wang Miao reluctantly withdrew her gaze from the stone and turned to look at the big cat that seemed to be unable to move.
Even though he looked like he was at the end of his crossbow, the huge guy looked at him with a fierce taste in his vertical eyes.
He snorted.
Such a big guy, I'm afraid that with a light touch, I can shoot him apart......
There is no doubt that picking up that piece of "artifact" from the big cat is a proposition.
In the air, the smell of blood grew heavier and heavier as the big cat continued to spill blood from its mouth.
Wait until the big cat is completely burping before picking it up?
God knows how long it will take for a guy of this size to be leashed, and maybe before that happens, there might be other dangerous creatures caught in the smell of blood.
It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.
Reluctantly, he glanced at the artifact, and Wang Miao turned around and left.
It's just that after coming out like this, he is like a frightened bird on the next journey, and he is more and more cautious.
Another period of time passed, and a crooked path with some sparse weeds faintly appeared in front of him, which surprised and delighted Wang Miao.
It was the first road he saw in the nearly two hours he had crossed.
During this period, his footsteps barely stopped, but to his surprise, his body only felt a little tired, but the state of tension that had been making his mental exhaustion far more than his body.
Fortunately, the appearance of this crooked path finally relaxed the heart that had been hanging high.
As we continued along the path, the density of trees in the jungle began to decrease, the road widened, and the fog that permeated the perception gradually faded.
He even passed a small fork in the road, and from this much wider road, a path extended in the other direction and plunged into the depths of the jungle.
Then, the second fork in the road, the third ......
At the fourth fork in the road, Wang Miao finally stopped.
Nervously looking at a small animal sitting on the ground at this fork in the road.
The second is a creature that can be called an animal.
The size is very different from the big cat before, and the appearance also makes Wang Miao feel a familiar feeling.
It soon occurred to him that this thing looked almost identical to a red panda or a raccoon on the Azure Star.
But there is still a difference, after all, the color of crimson purple and the eyes that faintly shimmer with an intoxicating red light like a perfect ruby are impossible for red pandas or raccoons to have.
It seemed that he had great curiosity about Wang Miao, a human who suddenly appeared, and the little guy blinked not only beautifully, but also with the cute and stupid eyes unique to raccoons, and looked straight at him.
It's so beautiful, I want to touch it.
But the next moment, the picture in my eyes was like a movie forcibly switching scenes, and suddenly it became a different scene.
Wang Miao: "????"
The familiar environment around Wang Miao made Wang Miao look confused.
He stiffened his neck and turned his head.
Not far from the side, a large black cat mixed with dark red lay on the ground, spurting blood, howling in pain.
He had only witnessed this scene once not so long ago.
Wang Miao: "......"
What the heck!
Before he had time to think more, his face suddenly turned pale, and he was drenched in cold sweat.
An endless feeling of prostration came, and he only felt that the sky was spinning, and he collapsed directly to the ground.
This time I felt completely different from the feeling I had felt when I was frightened and briefly weakened.
It's more like the kind of weakness that leads to a long-term severe lack of rest or excessive lack of nutrition.
This feeling of prostration is no stranger to Wang Miao.
But why the hell is this happening all of a sudden?
Wang Miao's eyes looked at the sky, his brain was a little frustrated, that kind of weakness should obviously be accumulated over a long period of time, but he was very sure that he really didn't have the slightest discomfort in his body before he fell this time.
And what about the surrounding environment and the big cat spurting blood on the ground?
Hit a ghost hitting the wall?
Did you go around in a big circle and come back?
It shouldn't be right, if it was a ghost hitting the wall, he had obviously left this place for a short time, and for such a long time, this big cat would have been spurting blood with such a large flow, and the amount of blood on the ground was no different from the moment he left before.
Or is it that I wish too much to be able to leave this dangerous jungle, and when I saw the big cat spurting blood and falling to the ground, I suddenly relaxed and simply had a daydream?
If I had to explain it, I am afraid that it would only be explained by a dream......
But what the hell is it that you lose your physical strength when you dream about it?
Thinking so in his heart, Wang Miao tried to move.
The detachment was worse than he thought, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.
His eyes squinted to the other side, and his heart was a little relieved, so that he would not be mended by the big cat who was worse than him.
……
Ten minutes later.
Wang Miao felt that there seemed to be no more discomfort in her body, and her mind was already filled with question marks and exclamation marks.
It's only been ten minutes, and it feels like taking the Ten Perfection Tonic Pill plus resting for a day and a night.
glanced at the big cat that was still humming and chirping not far away, twitching from time to time but not yet dead.
He thought for a moment, and then as if he had made a decision, he left in the direction he had chosen.
Path......
A winding path with sparse weeds......
【???】
It's a bit square.
[Coincidence, it must be a coincidence......]
Calming down, he moved on.
The path widens, and familiar forks in the road appear.
Wang Miao: ......
The pace did not stop, and even sped up a little.
The second fork in the road.
The third fork in the road.
Wang Miao stopped.
His observation is not to say how meticulous it is, but his basic judgment is still there, and this is obviously the path he has traveled before.
Although he didn't see the markings he had left on the trees beside the road, he had definitely walked the road.
At the fourth fork in the road not far ahead, he would come across that beautiful raccoon creature.
Then he went back to where the big cat was in the street.
What strange thing happened that caused him to go back?
It's all here, and it's impossible to turn back or burrow into the jungle to get around the raccoon creatures.
This road, which is getting wider and wider and has a relatively wide view, is definitely one of the safest routes in this jungle.
Cheering up 120,000 points, Wang Miao continued to move forward, and before a bend in the road, he lightened his steps and took a deep breath.
After this turn, it is the fourth fork in the road!
He tiptoed to a big tree at the bend of the road, and quietly stuck his head out with the help of the trunk.
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At the fork in the road, the raccoon creature was there.
With cute eyes open, he quietly looked at the braincase that quietly stretched out from behind the tree trunk.
Looking at each other, Wang Miao thought of another romantic sentence once said by the famous writer Lu Xun in this place that was not romantic at all.
[You are here, or not, I am here, quietly watching you. 】
Facing the ruby cute little eyes again, Wang Miao always felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.
Coming out from behind the trunk, he stopped looking at the raccoon creature and planned to go around it and move on.
This jungle seems to be full of weirdness, and he no longer has the idea of jerking off the guy who doesn't seem to have much fighting power.
And the raccoon creature kept sitting in place, its head turning with Wang Miao.
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Wang Miao, who had been distracted and paying attention to the raccoon creature, was even more alert.
A beast staring at you in a dangerous jungle may be because you look handsome, but more likely because you look delicious.
Of course, there may also be handsome and delicious food.
So he leaned closer to the other side of the road, but he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the raccoon creature's eyes seemed to glow.
The glow shines warmly on the body, completely dispelling the unbearable feeling of heat brought by the scorching sun, and making people want to sleep well on the ground directly.
After walking for so long, Wang Miao suddenly felt so tired......
No, there is a problem!
The next moment, suddenly wake up!
In the corner of his eye, the light emitted by the raccoon creature's eyes was already thick and bloody, making people's scalp tingle.
He pinched his thigh violently, dispelling the drowsiness in his head for a moment.
I heard a rustling sound behind me.
It's already close!
The creepy sensation came to his mind from his spine, and Wang Miao was lying in his heart, and he ran away.
As soon as he opened his legs, the sharp pain in his heart came, his body was short, and he stumbled, and the next moment, the picture in his eyes began to rotate.
In the swirling image, a figure in a familiar costume appears, his left leg is broken, his head is gone, and blood gushes out of his neck and legs like a fountain.
Behind that body, a praying mantis, more than a meter tall, with a pattern like the bark of a dry old tree, was stabbing its back with a sharp forelimb scythe to fish out a heart-like organ.
[WTF?, that dress seems to have been seen...... What the hell is my body??]
[Where's my head?]
[It's really the beginning of Hell Mode......]
The last thoughts came.
Then came the endless darkness.