"Wicked witch? As soon as they met, the prince and princess were roasted, and they fought after a few words! Can a witch be as evil as you? But then again, roasted frogs are delicious! ”

The rabbit scolded the street madly in his heart, but he was honest in his mouth.

"The one who turned the princess and the prince into frogs, and the witch who fed Snow White the poisoned apple, are actually the same one. Wait, what are you doing? Why did you reach out? And put your hand in? ”

Watching Wang Yan tear the witch's clothes open and put his hand into the hole in his chest, the rabbit's fur stood up.

"Why are you so nervous? I'll check the cause of death. ”

Wang Yan glanced at the crazy rabbit in his pocket, and said lightly: "Look at your cowardice, you are as timid as a rabbit." ”

"I was meant to be a rabbit!"

Muttering in a low voice, the rabbit shrank its head into Wang Yan's pocket.

It didn't dare to look at it anymore, and it didn't dare to think about it anymore.

It's so scary, it's even more terrifying than a red wolf!

"Died from a penetrating wound, there are still scorch marks around the wound, it should be a laser or something like fire."

The scorching fire of yang energy came out, burning the dirt off his hands, and Wang Yan walked towards the second floor.

To be honest, the construction method of hanging the house in the air is very novel, not to mention that it is a small two-story building.

The structure of the second floor is exactly the same as the first floor, with the placement of the tables, the number of chairs, and the witch who died tragically.

However, unlike the one on the first floor, the witch wore a white robe and a pointed hat on her head.

"What is this? Fairy? ”

Wang Yan frowned, witches and fairies in fairy tales are actually essentially the same, the difference is only that they are vicious by nature, and the other is good by nature.

The witches and fairies in this small building are dead, and the cause of death is still the same.

However, unlike the hunter who was killed by Wang Yan, the corpses of the witch and fairy did not disappear, but stayed here all the time.

"Could it be that there is some special meaning?"

Wang Yan searched inside the small building, but found nothing useful, so he jumped down from it.

The horse under the tree, whose family relationship was very chaotic, was still leisurely gnawing grass, and when he saw Wang Yan, his expression was very disdainful.

"I rub, what do you mean? How dare a broken horse look at me like that? Do you know that I just stabbed two dry old women! ”

Wang Yan spat at the horse, and he was already thinking about whether to eat horse meat in his heart.

"Didn't your family tell you to be polite when talking to someone?"

Hearing Wang Yan's curse, the grass-gnawing horse suddenly raised his head and said.

"Huh? Talking about people? ”

The horse's sudden speech made Wang Yan stunned for a moment, and then suddenly woke up, this is a magical world, and there is nothing strange about animals talking.

"No! My family all left when I was very young. ”

Wang Yan shook his head and said indifferently.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought up your sadness."

Hearing Wang Yan's words, Ma's tone was full of apologies, obviously not the same way as Wang Yan.

"It's okay, I've gotten used to it for so many years."

"I didn't expect your childhood to be so miserable, it seems that your fierceness and violence are not all due to your own reasons, a considerable part of them are caused by a broken family."

The silly rabbit wiped away his tears, and unconsciously diluted a lot of the fear that Wang Yan had brought to it before.

"You think too much, it's just that your parents work in the field and rarely come home."

Wang Yan said lightly, and then regardless of the expressions on the faces of the rabbit and the horse, he turned around and headed towards the depths of the forest.

After walking for a while, the horse, whose family relationship was very confused, caught up.

"Although I don't like your conduct very much, I have decided to do my duty. Come on, I'll take you to Snow White. ”

The horse leaned in front of Wang Yan and signaled that he could ride on.

"Take me to Snow White? Who sent you? ”

Turning over the horse, Wang Yan grabbed the mane on the horse's neck with one hand, and the spiritual blade on the other hand had already popped out.

"So much time has passed, and Snow White should have woken up. But we haven't had a prince coming, so I can only take you there, for you're the only man in the forest. ”

The horse stood up and was as fast as the wind.

"Oh! That's it! ”

Wang Yan nodded, understanding what was going on.

"Who said there is no prince? Who said there are no men? I've seen it all before! And still two! ”

The rabbit roared inwardly, and then silently added to himself: "It's just that one has been roasted, and the other has been killed." Well, the roasted one is quite fragrant. ”

After hearing Ma's words, Wang Yan felt as if he had almost sorted out the context of this mission.

With his transcendent (self-righteous) IQ, the knowledge and experience of learning rich five cars (movies and anime) and Bogu Tongjin (mainly reading novels), coupled with Janice's analysis, he sensed that something was very wrong with the world from the beginning.

Whether it is the big bad wolf and the tiger, or the frog princess and the frog prince, they have nothing to do with the story of Snow White that he knows, and the fairies and witches in the hanging building are even more nonsense.

In many fairy tales, the depiction of the witch is basically burned to death, which is very consistent with the ignorance and cruelty of medieval Western European countries.

Or skip those descriptions and say that the witch died a painful death because she lost her magical powers, where could it be like what he had seen before, disemboweled, disemboweled, and abandoned.

And the most ridiculous thing is that the witch and the fairy are exactly the same except for the color of the clothes on their bodies, and even the details of the wounds are exactly the same.

It is impossible for any two snowflakes to be exactly the same in this world, and even more so witches and fairies.

Wang Yan suspected that this world was not real, and that everything had some kind of symbolic meaning.

However, there are too few clues at the moment, and everything will not be known until after meeting Snow White.

Wang Yan is now particularly afraid of encountering "real" fairy tales, or fairy tales adapted by modern writers.

The former is eighteen forbidden, all kinds of indescribable, and all kinds of ruined views, while the latter is unexpected and often leads the ending to strange places.

"Reincarnation blesses, both of these best are presented."

Wang Yan prayed silently in his heart, he didn't want to see Snow White messing around with kings, princes, hunters, and dwarfs. I don't want to see the little girl who sells nuclear bombs because no one wants to buy her nuclear bombs, so she detonates the nuclear bomb in the middle of hunger and cold, and blows up the whole country into the sky.

The former is the original fairy tale, and the latter is a magic change by a modern author, which is simply not too scary.