When he was a child, Lin Sanjiu was afraid to look under his bed for a while. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info no matter what time it is, it is always dark under the bed, swallowing up all the light thrown into it. Mom stuffed a few bags of miscellaneous items and old clothes under the bed, and the bag was always open and covered with dust. One night she plucked up the courage to lie on the bed and look under the bed by the lamp.

It was dark under the bed, and a red turtleneck sweater slowly peeked out of the bag, and the long collar was like a neck snaking out of the darkness, and it was lying limply on the ground.

She doesn't quite remember what happened later, she was still young at that time. Now that I think about it, children's memories are always bizarre, and it is not unusual to think that they have seen anything.

It's just that after many years, now when Lin Sanjiu really got under the bed, the faint uneasiness in his heart when he was a child actually came alive again. Consciousness is gone, pure touch doesn't work very well, and it's so dark that there is not even a trace of light; She seems to have returned to her defenseless and powerless childhood.

Lin Sanjiu crawled for a while, paused, stretched out his arm and groped for the darkness ahead.

She was a little worried that she would touch a face, a sweater neck, a corpse, or something weird; Fortunately, there was only a dry concrete floor in the darkness ahead.

Nothing empty.

With a slight gasp, she crawled forward again.

Elbows and knees, rustling against each other, lead the body forward a little bit. The movements are all mechanical, and you don't have to think much about it. After crawling in the dark for a while, Lin Sanjiu's heart became colder and colder.

…… She's been crawling for a full minute.

A minute is actually a long time, even if it is a big bed, one minute should be enough for her to climb out, not to mention that it is obviously just an ordinary double bed.

Lin Sanjiu looked back and found that the entrance she had climbed in was covered with a layer of dark light, so far away that it shrank into a small point of light, as if she had entered a tunnel.

Could it be that the size of this bed, like any other piece of furniture, will increase indefinitely?

She lay on the ground and gently raised her hand to touch the top of her head, still the texture of the plank bed.

Do you want to take it?

After hesitating for a moment, she still didn't activate the [Flat World]. This is no ordinary piece of furniture after all...... After thinking about it for a while, she finally stopped walking, and the darkness ahead was getting deeper and deeper, and there seemed to be no end in sight. She barely turned around like a spider and crawled out again towards the entrance she had come from.

Listening to the loud "rustling" sound in the silence, she looked out of the narrow space under the bed, and found that the high-legged coffee table and the foot of the large wardrobe that she had just passed were gradually approaching in the hazy night, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the distance of the exit did not increase indefinitely, otherwise she would have been trapped under this bed.

When Lin Sanjiu finally came to the bedside, she couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief, stopped her movements, and looked down at the outside. She can't rush out rashly, she has to take a look-

She suddenly felt like her bones were frozen.

She had stopped climbing, but the rustle of the fabric against the surface had not stopped, and was still ringing in her ears.

Lin Sanjiu's blood almost poured into his brain, and he twisted his head suddenly, thinking that he would see a human face beside him—but it was only pitch black in the eye, and even the air flow didn't seem to fluctuate at all.

The rustling sound suddenly stopped.

Her mind went blank, she didn't think about anything, she suddenly called out a bath towel and waved it in a semicircle beside her—to her surprise, the bath towel didn't hit anything in the dark, and it fell to the ground without hindrance.

There seemed to be nothing in the darkness around her.

But the voice just now was indeed very close to her...... A faint breath of hot, breath-like breath blew on top of her head.

Lin Sanjiu slowly raised his head, and just met a white eyeball between the gaps in the planks.

When she crawled under the bed just now, was there also someone who kept following her on the bed board?

Lin Sanjiu didn't have time to think about it at all—her back was clinging to the concrete floor, and she didn't dare to climb out of the bed that was just a stone's throw away; With a flick of the [Tornado Whip], he struck a whirlwind at the white eyeball that was clinging to her head.

The roaring wind shattered the bed, and a scream erupted in the blast of a splash of wood. The darkness, which was lighter than the bottom of the bed, finally came back to the ground, and there was a burst of cool air with the smell of mold and rot outside, and she immediately jumped up and shouted, "What people! ”

"Don't, don't—"

A thin, high-pitched voice screamed. A small shadow screamed, and was about to burrow into the middle of the stack of tables next to it, but the whole stack of tables was knocked to the ground with a "bang", and the aftermath echoed in the night.

"Ah," the surprisingly small shadow was smashed and buried under the table, kicking its legs hard, "don't, don't come......"

Seeing that this person was so afraid of himself, Lin Sanjiu was much more relaxed. She looked around, and seeing that the Supreme God seemed to have no sign of appearing, she rushed over in a few steps and grabbed the man's feet. She had never held such a thin ankle, and when the two ankles were together, they might not be as thick as a pair of chopsticks; The bones pressed directly against her palms, causing her to tremble for no reason.

"Come out! Who are you? ”

"Don't, don't touch me," the man screamed again, his voice so thin that he couldn't tell the difference between man and woman. Lin Sanjiu dragged him out with all his might, but he was almost startled by him; Even in the dark and blurry night, she was taken aback by the man's appearance.

The huge head was supported by a thin neck, and the torso and limbs were as thin as a stick; I don't know if it's because he hasn't seen sunlight all year round, and his skin is a kind of dead man's white - if it weren't for this white method, Lin Sanjiu would have thought that he had seen a hungry African child.

He looked to be no more than five or six years old, with a slumped body, and his bones were soft and deformed. He stared at a pair of white and black eyes, and shouted intermittently, "Don't kill me...... It hurts, it hurts......"

Lin Sanjiu let go of his ankle slightly, frowned and asked again, "Who are you?" ”

"I, I," he seemed terrified, wanted to cry but couldn't, "my mother called me a little skinny ......"

Lin San wine and a flute.

"How old are you?"

"I ...... I don't know......" he hissed and gasped, trembling all over: "My mother said I was five years old...... But then she disappeared......"

"How long has your mother been gone?"

"It's been a long time......" Speaking of this, the boy suddenly paused, and his eyes that bulged out and were so strong that he couldn't even shine with water, only crying thickly: "Mom...... She...... Nope. ”

"How did you get here?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't bear to continue pinching the child's ankles, she endured her fright and helped the skinny boy up. Not daring to linger, she led him swiftly through the crumbs of the bed, which now looked like a pile of normal-sized pieces, around a table and into the middle of two cabinets.

"Mom brought me here," Xiao Pidan didn't seem so scared anymore, and his voice suddenly fell as if he was dying. "There are fires everywhere in my house and on the street...... Mom told me that we could leave the fire when I had my fifth birthday. And then we came here. ”

The kid spoke fairly clearly and methodically, Lin Sanjiu asked a few words, and finally figured out the context. After the end of his original world, his mother has been struggling with him to survive, and he finally survived for 14 months, and he was lucky enough to get two visas, so he took his child to the Olympics.

It turned out to be the place where the mother was buried.

The son she had taken with her with so much effort was left behind in the furniture cemetery made by the Supreme God, and wandered day and night until now, it seems that it has been several years. He didn't threaten anyone, and no one was interested in killing him, so he saved his life; Just look at his appearance, if he hadn't met Lin Sanjiu, this life wouldn't have been saved for a long time.

"What do you eat? Is there water here? When Lin Sanjiu asked, he had already pinched the [Instant Noodles Before Izuku] card in his hand.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten it...... "I said weakly, "sometimes I'm following people like you, and they'll give me something to eat...... Sometimes I eat a little cotton and wood......"

In the Olympics, where lives are at stake, there are not many people who would be willing to show him kindness - otherwise he would not be hungry like this. Thinking that he almost raised his hand to kill this child just now, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but feel guilty; She was very unkind to the child, so she simply took food as a way to compensate him, not only gave him a bowl of hot noodles, but also took out a lot of dry food, packed a bag, and let the little preserved egg carry on her back. This kid was crying while eating noodles just now, and he didn't know how much he had suffered.

"You must not eat too much today," she was afraid that Xiao Xiaodan would not be able to control herself to death, "Eat the next meal tomorrow, do you hear?" ”

The little boy nodded his head in a way that made one worry that his head would fall off.

Seeing that he was a little more energetic, Lin Sanjiu looked around. The silver light of the [Ability Polish] in the distance was so faint that it was almost invisible, and in just a few minutes, it was a long distance away from her. As far as the eye can see, she seems to have become another little skin egg lost in the furniture cemetery.

"Let me ask you something," Lin Sanjiu had never learned that gentle, coaxing tone, and asked firmly, "Have you seen anyone other than me tonight?" ”

Little Picky Egg nodded again.

Lin Sanjiu's eyes lit up: "What kind of person?" Where did it go? ”

"One, a man dressed in black," said Little Skinball, reminiscing, "covered in a white cloth, and blood on it...... Clothes creaked. ”