Tang Lin crossed.

It seems to be a fetal wear, which is very good, and it saves him the pain of pretending to have amnesia or the worry of being found out by someone close to him who is not him.

But the not-so-good thing is that he can't remember exactly why he crossed over. Tang Lin's last memory is that he gritted his teeth and knocked down an order for a box of blades on a treasure network, he was very sure that there was no meteorite landing or earthquake and tsunami, there was no electricity leakage from the mouse and keyboard, and there was no fire or building collapse in his warm little home. It's just that his eyes are dark, and by the time Tang Lin recovers his consciousness, he has already crossed over.

Now he had a vague feeling that he was floating in the darkness. The darkness was neither vast nor pure, even dimly lighted, and the surroundings were almost eerily calm, and I could barely hear my own heartbeat beating in my ears, but beyond that, there was silence.

There is no second person's heartbeat, and there is no warm sense of security that is pregnant with the mother's body, cold, fearful, and overwhelmed, which is all the feelings in Tang Lin's heart at this moment.

Tang Lin found himself having to accept a terrible reality.

He may not be dressed as a human being, or even a viviparous animal.

Luckily, he could still feel his arms and legs, and unfortunately, he seemed to have one more leg than normal.

…… Yes, he felt that he had three legs.

A three-legged person doesn't look like a normal person! Tang Lin thought desperately, he searched his mind for the three-legged creature, and realized in horror that the word "three-legged" in his thesaurus was usually followed by "frog".

No, no, no, no, there's absolutely no way he's going to be dressed as a frog! After all, he still has two hands! That's five!

Tang Lin desperately waved the image of the five-legged frog out of his mind.

Ah no matter, even if he really wears a frog, it's better than dead. Tang Lin thought to himself, but after imagining himself becoming a frog eating insects, he doubted his thoughts again.

…… It seems debatable whether it is more painful between being a frog and dying......

With the fear of the insect feast, Tang Lin slowly fell into a deep sleep. He didn't really want to sleep, but his poor little brain didn't seem to be able to handle too complicated thinking, and after he had been thinking about it for a long time, a feeling of sleepiness came up lazily, and he couldn't suppress it at all.

Then, his consciousness fell into complete chaos.

I don't know how long it took, Tang Lin was suddenly woken up, he found that he might be about to be born, and there was a desire to break through the shackles in his body. But on the other hand, he didn't want to wake up at all, let alone be born: he didn't want to face the terrible fact that he might become a frog.

Tang Lin originally wanted to continue sleeping, but the sound in his ears was too noisy, and it was getting louder and louder.

"Youkai! You're a monster! ”

"Hit! Let's fight this monster together! ”

There was a muffled "bang" and silence in the cave for a moment, followed by the sound of torn clothes, and a low roar of shame and annoyance:

"This monster actually dares to hit someone, but it's against him? Everybody smash him! Stone him! ”

Then there was the sound of crackling stones, mixed with the childish cheers.

In a daze, Tang Lin, who heard the word "monster" repeatedly, was shocked.

Damn, did he cross into some fantasy world! If you think about it, it seems that a three-legged youkai does sound more reasonable than a three-legged frog...... But he hasn't been born yet! How did they know he was a youkai!

Tang Lin was completely sober now, and he had no way to escape now, so he had to curl himself up tremblingly. It was not easy to accomplish this action, and now the darkness around him had narrowed, small and narrow, and his body was tightly squeezed into it, and it even turned! The body is difficult. Above, on the left and right were hard solids, and the solids seemed to be very thin, and faintly light could be seen penetrating through.

Bet on five cents that solid is an eggshell.

The moment Tang Lin saw what he was looking for, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and temporarily forgot about the "monsters" to be fought outside.

Thank God thank you Buddha thank Allah, he is an egg-laid, three-legged, unknown breed, bird.

That's right, it's poultry. Through the glimmer of light that came through, Tang Lin could dimly see his beak, which was really touching: at least he wasn't really dressed as a frog.

Just as Tang Lin congratulated himself, the sound from outside became more intense, first the sound of a fight, then the muffled sound of something heavy falling to the ground, and then the continuous, intertwined, and impossible to ignore the sound of fists to the flesh.

Bang, bang, bang.

It was the muffled sound of a fist or kick falling on the body.

Even if Tang Lin was sluggish, he had already discovered that he was not the object of the so-called "monster", and that there were other victims of the beating. He should have been glad about this, but he didn't know why, when the beating sound outside pierced his eardrums, Tang Lin couldn't help but shrink slightly.

Was it his delusion? How does it feel that the poor victim was beaten so badly?

It is almost conceivable that those fists and kicks were with such a fierce force, tensing the muscles, and slamming them on the human body, the heavy sound was accompanied by childish laughter and screams, piercing into Tang Lin's eardrums one by one.

"Hurry! Come on! Push harder! ”

"You're all so small, look at me!"

"Great! The youkai is bleeding! We're going to defeat him! ”

"Is it okay to poke him in the eye with a twig?"

"I can't poke it...... Poke him where he bleeds! ”

"Haha, youkai can hurt too?"

They giggled and depicted a brutal atrocity in Tang Lin's ears in an innocent tone.

Where did these bear children come from? At such a young age, I learned to hit people collectively! How Parents Educate! Tang Lin scolded these bear children and their parents in his heart, and felt a little angry and anxious in his heart for no reason. There was an impulse urging him to break the shackles around him and stop this innocent and cruel atrocity, but Tang Lin gritted his teeth and suppressed this blind impulse.

He clearly knew that he was just a bird that had not yet broken his shell, and he had no power to stop this one-sided beating.

If Tang Lin is still an adult now...... No, if he was still a creature with enough mobility, he would definitely come forward and save the victim without thinking about it, but not now, absolutely not.

If he breaks the shell to save that "monster" now, it will be tantamount to taking the initiative to send him to death.

At this moment, Tang Lin after crossing clearly felt his powerlessness.

Tang Lin could only secretly pray that those bear children would stop quickly, and what made him feel uneasy was that he didn't hear the victim's cry of pain at all now: not at all. If it weren't for the loud cheers of those children, Tang Lin would almost have thought that the sound of punching to the flesh was just his own delusion.

Is the victim too tolerable, or is he unable to scream at the moment?

Tang Lin didn't dare to think about it, he listened to the movement outside nervously, refusing to think about the possibility that the victim had died, and the sound of hitting in his ears continued, bang, bang, bang, every sound was terrifyingly clear.

It seemed like 10 million years before the harrowing sound of the blow finally ended. The children shook off some vicious curses in their immature voices, and walked away one after another, Tang Lin listened with concern for a long time, confirmed that there was no movement, and finally put his mind at ease.

The abusers have gone away, and there has been no sound for a long time.

What is the situation of the victim at this moment, Tang Lin is not willing to assume at all.

He closed his eyes, trying to follow the urge of his limbs to boil. His heart was pounding, getting more and more violent, and that irresistible impulse drove him, Tang Lin began to desperately hit the eggshell, with his beak, with his wings, with his head, with his body...... Hit it hard and firmly, again and again, without hesitation, without flinching.

Finally, he heard the faint sound of eggshells shattering.

Hard! One last time!

Tang Lin tried his best to hit the eggshell with all his might, there was a crisp sound, a small piece of eggshell was cracked by him, and the cold but fresh air poured in, Tang Lin couldn't help but shiver.

Why is it so cold, you are going to freeze into a dog, is it winter now?

This thought vaguely passed from Tang Lin's mind, and was quickly ignored by him, and the most important thing now was to leave from this eggshell. With his head arched, his mouth pecked, and his wings flapped, he widened and widened the small crack that had just been broken, and finally turned it into a gap through which he could get through.

At the moment when the whole bird came out of its eggshell, Tang Lin instinctively flapped his wings and stood firm, and then stepped out of his claws to move forward. I thought that the three claws could walk more steadily, but I never expected that the ground under his feet was actually smooth, and he squatted on the smooth ice with a slippery bottom of his paws, and rubbed it out of the distance.

…… It's really cold this winter, the cave is frozen, and I don't know where the water comes from in this cave?

Tang Lin thought a little strangely. He shook his head and forcibly drove the jumbled thoughts out of his mind. After all, human lives are at stake now, and finding the victims is the most important thing.

He looked around carefully, looking for any traces of the children.

If it was winter, the victim who had been beaten badly would be in some danger, and even if he hadn't lost too much blood or froze to death, he would have gotten sick if he stayed in such cold ice and snow for a long time. Hearing the voice just now, Tang Lin's heart trembled a little, and he didn't know if the child would be seriously injured, if he was injured and sick at the same time, a small life would definitely be whining.

Even if he is still just a fledgling that has just broken out of his shell and cannot give any powerful help, limited help is better than doing nothing. Tang Lin thought as he concentrated his mind on patrolling all corners of the cave.

Soon, he could smell blood in the air, and his eyes quickly focused on a puddle of blood in the corner.

He slid on the ice in two rusty steps, stumbling beside the pool of blood.

Fortunately, this pool of blood is not much, although it is not small compared to Tang Lin's current size, but it is not a fatal blood loss for a young child.

But the fact that all the blood is frozen doesn't seem right.

Tang Lin stared at the pink ice blood, wanting to make a frowning expression, but soon found that he had no eyebrows. He clicked his beak angrily, flapped his wings three times and jumped onto the child's chest, put his head on his chest and listened, and breathed a sigh of relief: the child still had a heartbeat.

Not only does it have a heartbeat, but it beats steadily and powerfully, and it sounds like there is no danger to life for the time being.

But how could this child's body be so cold?

No, it's not very accurate to say "cool". It's not so much "cold" as "ice", since he got out of the eggshell, Tang Lin didn't feel cold standing on the ice, but he just leaned on the young child, but he felt a chill piercing the bone marrow.

He looked up and looked closely at the toddler in front of him.

This child was born with pink makeup, very cute, and looked no more than four or five years old, but he was not as round as children of the same age, and could even be said to be a little thin. The clothes he was wearing were not very good, they looked small, obviously ill-fitting, and they were already very old, although they had been washed, but for some reason they were not very clean, and some old stains could be seen.

The child's clothes were torn and covered with holes and tears, so pale that some transparent skin peeked out of the holes, and there were more or less bleeding wounds or bruises on the skin. The child's hair is very long and untrimmed at first glance, but it is extremely smooth and does not look dirty. His eyes were tightly closed, his eyelashes were quietly closed, although his clothes were shabby and described as a wolf, but the first time Tang Lin saw him, the word that popped up in his mind was still "jade".

The child was carved out of jade, delicate, white, but lifeless.

It's no wonder that those children say that he is a monster, such a child really does not look like a real toddler.

Tang Lin lowered his eyes slightly, and clearly saw that the wounds on the child's body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his blood had solidified into ice in just a few seconds after leaving his body, falling drop by drop, in that small pool of ice crystal-like blood.

Tang Lin suddenly felt that such a scene was a little inexplicably familiar.

Familiar...... It's like I've seen it somewhere.