Night.

The time is 23:56.

Tang Bai held an old copper-colored pocket watch in his hand, sat on a plastic chair, and looked bored waiting for the next subway. But if someone is near him, and that person is very observant, it can be easily detected that it is only a weak disguise.

Tearing off that layer of disguise, you can feel Tang Bai's inner hesitation and hesitation.

On the chair seat beside Tang Bai, a heavy English hardcover version of "Grimm's Fairy Tales" was lying quietly, brand new. Tang Bai didn't rummage through it, his eyes were always focused on the pocket watch hands ticking in his palm. It seems that the hands of that pocket watch have some magical power that fascinates him.

When the hands of the pocket watch were about to enter zero, Tang Bai stood up suddenly. The bronzed pocket watch was clutched tightly in the palm of his hand, and the bracelet was tightly wrapped around his fingers. He picked up the hardcover edition of "Grimm's Fairy Tales" on the seat of the chair beside him with one hand, quickly scooped up a heavy, heavy backpack at his feet with one hand, and strode towards the subway track to start sprinting.

It's like pinching the time.

When the three hands of the pocket watch pointed to zero in the palm of Tang Bai's hand, Tang Bai also closed his eyes on the subway track and jumped forward. The body seemed to penetrate an invisible barrier, and Tang Bai's figure disappeared into the subway track in an instant.

Thump!

When Tang Bai opened his eyes again, he was already in the carriage of a subway. His body still maintained an unsightly knockdown stance, making tight contact with the cold floor of the subway vibrating.

Tang Bai supported himself on all fours to stand up and glanced around. It's empty, it's just me. Outside the window of the subway, it is pitch black that cannot be seen.

Everything was exactly the same as the last time.

Up to now, Tang Bai even has a sense of being overwhelmed.

He didn't understand how he could have become so impulsive and bold this time.

An ethereal voice sounded abruptly in the carriage where Tang Bai was, crisp and clear.

"Welcome to this subway, please say your destination out loud."

Tang Bai stretched out his hand and quickly scooped up the English version of "Grimm's Fairy Tales" that had been thrown aside in his hand. His left hand was held underneath, and the five fingers of his right hand frantically flipped across the pages. Soon, he raised his head from the pages and shouted loudly.

"Snowwhite, Palace!"

"Please choose the time and scene." The ethereal voice rang out again.

Tang Bai's fingers quickly moved on the words on Snow White's page, and a series of rapid words flowed out of his mouth without stopping. He was reciting aloud the opening paragraph of Snow White.

As he chanted, the subway sped up sharply. The surrounding dark windows, like projectors, shimmer with silhouettes and images of one world after another.

Among them are war-torn battlefields.

There are giants who roar and roar.

There is the eerie Forbidden Forest.

There are hideous and ferocious monsters.

Of course, it's more about swaying beauties.

Although Tang Bai didn't look at these pictures, he broke into his mind one by one, which was extremely clear.

The fast-switching pictures and colorful photos intertwined a bizarre and colorful world in Tang Bai's mind. But Tang Bai's increasingly passionate chanting continued, without stopping. It wasn't until Tang Bai couldn't hold his breath that he stopped.

Tang Bai felt a sense of dryness and heat on his face at the moment, and his head was a little dizzy because of the lack of oxygen. The body that had been standing before was now sitting on the floor with one arm on the ground, without any uprightness.

Tang Bai felt that he must be crazy!

Because only a madman can think of that crazy plan and dare to put it into action!

Bring items from a fairytale world to life, and no one knows what will happen!

Tang Bai is not a person who will be dominated by emotions in most cases. For example, if he is caught off guard by a group of thugs in society, he will choose to cooperate most of the time, and then obediently take out his wallet.

Perhaps this was a sign of cowardice and incompetence in the eyes of others, and most of his classmates had the impression that this was true. But Tang Bai has his own account in his heart. He knew full well that all these thugs were asking for was their own money.

Take the initiative to hand over some of it, and he will be able to avoid a beating.

Non-violent non-cooperation. Then in addition to being beaten badly, he still can't keep his money bag. And his injured body will also affect the odd jobs he has to work for.

Of course, after a week or two, there will be a few unlucky thugs who will have their limbs broken one after another and be thrown into the barrel alleys. It's not even clear who the perpetrators are.

Tang Bai, who is alone in a foreign land, likes to do his favorite thing in his spare time late at night is to nest in his narrow nest. Lying on the familiar bed, covered with a warm quilt, and the dim orange light next to the bed that could bring him a hint of warmth, he carefully rummaged through one fairy tale book after another.

He thinks it's a pleasure after a tired getaway.

He also likes to collect old looking knick-knacks with a bit of history.

Of course, the price of these gadgets is generally not excessive, because he is not financially rich. He's bought a lot of money-losing goods, but he's still happy to do it. Because he thinks that the so-called real hobby is willing to lose money.

He didn't care about the true value of these gadgets, he cared about the feeling of satisfaction and joy they gave him. There is a sense of what they see as dung, and what I see as treasures.

The bronze chain wrapped around Tang Bai's finger was an old bronze pocket watch, one of his most recent collections. Along with it, there are six copper coins that are so badly worn that they can barely be seen on the front and back. And that day, because of an accidental situation, Tang Bai discovered the secrets of pocket watches and copper coins.

The hands of the pocket watch point to 12 o'clock in the morning, and there will be a subway station in the subway tunnel that only Tang Bai can see. After paying one of the six copper coins, you will be eligible to ride. This subway can take Tang Bai into any fairy tale world he wants to go to.

"You are about to enter the world of Snow White, and the destination: the royal palace. An Old Bronze Coin will allow you to stay in this world for three hours, and within three hours, you will automatically become familiar with the language of this world, and you will be able to return to the end of time at any time. Be prepared. ”

An ethereal voice rang out again in the carriage. Tang Bai hurriedly stuffed Grimm's fairy tale into his backpack, glanced at the pocket watch hands in his palm, and found that the hands that originally pointed to twelve o'clock had all gone backwards for three hours.

"Phew!"

A vibration came from under his feet, and there was an invisible giant hand behind him, pushing Tang Bai forward. With that strong force, Tang Bai's toes hung in the air, and he flew out with almost no resistance,

There was a brilliant light and shadow in front of him, and Tang Bai couldn't help but close his eyes. It seemed that just a moment later, Tang Bai suddenly heard a burst of noise and whistling wind. When he opened his eyes, he saw a circle of indifferent soldiers, and a piercing blade.

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