"This little thing looks so cute!" The cyan finger slowly roamed over the white tiger.

I squinted at the hairless tiger, and I didn't think it could be tied to cuteness.

"Boom... General, general. The white tiger's eyes turned, his body lowered, and he was very afraid to see it.

The woman didn't say anything more, and quickly let go of her hand, and walked inside with the palace lamp in her hand.

"Intruder, there are 9 floors in the dungeon, and each floor has a chance to leave, no matter why you encounter here, I have to remind you, there are some things that don't belong to you, don't force them."

She didn't look back, just gave us the stairs and disappeared.

Looking at the decoration style that is no different from the ancient town, I am more and more confused.

"What to do? And what do she mean by interloper? ”

Su Han stretched out his hand and rubbed my head: "The dungeon that moves here, if you want to go out, you must complete the task." The so-called room is where you rest after completing the challenge. “

Su Han said, and took out a different compass from his arms.

It looked like a compass, but there was a large hole in the center, and a golden hand was constantly spinning there.

He grabbed my wrist and released it a moment later.

"Anzhi, we don't have much time, just play and leave."

"What does it mean that there is not much time?" I was horrified by his gaze and reached out and tugged at my clothes.

Su Han rubbed my head funny, and said softly: "What do you think, I mean you are about to give birth, although I don't mind delivering you here, but I guess you don't want to be in this underground palace either." ”

Is the baby about to be born? My hand gently touched my belly, feeling the rhythm of life.

"Okay, let's go rest first, I can't help you with this task, so I'll see you tomorrow at the exit of the first level."

"Are you going to separate?" When I went up the stairs, I saw a secluded corridor, all the rooms were of the same style, and there was not much difference from the outside.

Su Han gently dropped a kiss on my forehead and said softly: "It's just one night, the first level won't be difficult." ”

I don't know if it's intentional or not, my room and Su Han's room are just at opposite ends of the corridor, and he waited for me and Baihu to go in before turning around and leaving.

The room was dim, with only a small window, and red candles were burning quietly. Barely allowed me to see the whole room. The good table of the Eight Immortals is missing a leg, and the sheets on the bed are new, very soft, and warm to the touch.

I was about to sit down when the white tiger pushed open the shabby cot and screamed.

Looking through the red candle, its bald body shrunk into a ball, like a head without facial features, squeezed by the narrow window, and changed shape.

"What's wrong?" I reached out and picked up the candle and walked over with the guts.

I secretly complained in my heart about the courage of these divine beasts, which is really smaller than one.

"Ann... Ann Zhi... As soon as I touched it, the white tiger swooped into my arms.

"It's...

A red moon hung high in the night sky, and the faint silver light shone obliquely on the cold stone tablet.

Someone seemed to whisper in his ears, muttering sad and old songs.

"This is the real place of bones, the battlefield where the gods are buried." A lonely female voice suddenly sounded, and I shuddered.

I turned around, and the woman who had just given us the room card was standing behind me at some point.

Holding two white candles in his hands, his clothes were also changed into plain white, and he took off one of his sadako.

However, at this moment, I was not intimidated by her appearance, but felt a sense of sadness and desolation.

She put the candle on the table, spared me and walked to the window, and suddenly reached out, and a mandala flower appeared in her hand with a seductive fragrance, which was different from what I had seen in the Lethe River, and the palm of her hand looked more and more bewitching.

"You see, this blood-watered is different!"

She lifted it lightly, and a glass appeared on the table, and the delicate flower was torn to pieces by her little by little, and slowly sank into the cup.

With a slight shake, the petals in the cup were gone, replaced by a scarlet liquid, like fresh blood freshly baked, and still emitting heat.

I retreated in horror, and soon reached the end of the road, leaning against the wall, not only did it give me a sense of security, but the coldness made me feel that my limbs had become stiff.

"Anzhi, don't be afraid!" The woman took the glass and tasted it slowly, her long nails coiling around the rim.

The white tiger in his arms was already trembling and wet.

"What do you want?" I spoke. Her gaze was calm and not as aggressive as she had imagined.

He just approached me step by step, took my sweaty hand, and walked towards the window step by step.

Her hand was led out of the window, and in an instant my fingertips were wrapped in a few manju sawahs.

All of a sudden, my horizons widened wider and wider.

The tombstones kept enlarging in front of my eyes, and even my own eyes had turned golden at some point

There are no words on those tombstones, but when you look at them, tall figures appear in front of me.

They were dressed in all kinds of armor, and they were either extremely handsome, or full of muscles, and they were very strong.

One thing that all people have in common is that their eyes are gray, which is the color of despair.

"The way of heaven is dead, and the gods have fallen, so the future depends on you."

The woman suddenly spoke, sighing in my ear, I looked at everything in confusion, could it be that all the gods in the sky were buried here?

But who is this man who buried them?

I turned around to ask the woman what was going on, but there was nothing on the table but two candles that were still burning.

The wind was blowing quietly, I couldn't hear who was crying, or if no one was crying at all, it was just my illusion.

It's just that the sentence Heavenly Dao is dead, why does it sound so familiar.

The dusty memories in my mind were vaguely beginning to loosen.

Drops of golden tears flowed down my cheeks and on the back of my hand, and the flowers on my hand turned into a bracelet, tightly wrapped around the back of my hand.

I looked up at the sky, and it seemed like it was dawn.

"Ann, Ann."

The warm current in my arms brought me back to reality from a daze, with a hint of warmth, dispelling the coldness on my body.

I took one last look at the purpose of burying the gods, and reached out to close the window.

Just then, the candles in the house burned out, and as far as the eye could see, it was dark, but I was no longer afraid.

The white tiger's two eyes the size of copper bells emitted bright light, like a miniature little sun.

"Good, you still have a role, I didn't take you in vain." I complimented him, and he immediately rolled over and hugged his soft belly outside.

"Come on, please ravage me as much as you like!" ”

That obscene look, with that pink little chrysanthemum, how to look at it makes me want to have a spicy hand to destroy the flowers.

But at the moment, I'm still curious about what that weird mission is.

Obviously, the picture just now is not really a task, but what the woman, or the owner of this dungeon, wants me to see.

Who could it be?

In my mind, all kinds of fragments poured out intermittently, some were in hell with Qin Luo, some were with Su Han, and some were with Gongzi Qin in the unknown Xia Dynasty.

A chaotic tumble that quickly made me fall asleep.

In the dream, my body seemed to become lighter again, and slowly flew in other people's memories.

"Give me back my life, give me back my life."

Sadako's signature line sounded in my head, and I opened my eyes and looked around, unable to tell if it was a dream or reality.

The decoration of the room was not the classical decoration when I fell asleep, but the old house of the eighties and nineties, where the dim white weaving lamp flickered overhead.

I reached out and pulled up the sweet white tiger that was still sleeping there.

The white tiger was scratched by me, screamed and gnawed at me, and then rolled on the bed, biting the pillow for a while, and then running into the air and holding the lamp as a swing, and soon the wall ash fell all over my head.

Fortunately, my hair is now silver, gray and not gray, not white, but I don't have to wash it every day.

"Give me back my life!"

The voice rang out again, and the timid white tiger landed on my bed with the light bulb in his arms.

"Knock knock."

With that miserable scream, the room was filled with the sound of something hitting the wall.

I glanced at the white tiger and looked at everything in the room carefully, but I didn't notice anything unusual.

Could it be that some boring person secretly hid a repeater in the corner?

There was no blood on the walls, and there were no so-called corpses under the bed.

Suddenly, as if frightened, the white tiger rushed back into my arms, and even its fleshy body trembled.

"Give me my life!"

Finally, I found the source of the strange sound, the old-fashioned TV, and I realized that the TV in this room was facing the opposite direction, with the fat ass facing us and the screen facing the wall.

What's funny is that the TV is still hurting the store, and the old-fashioned DVD at the bottom is still bright with blue light.

"Look at you, isn't it just a TV!" I complained about the white tiger that I wanted to burrow into my arms, and stretched out my hand to move the machine there.

It was covered with a white TV cover, bulging.

"Go, lift that cover!"

I stretched out a finger and poked it at his ass, and the white tiger gave me a resentful look and rushed forward as if he were dead.

Soon, the curtain was lifted, and a long-haired woman was sitting on the TV screen, not with the blood I had imagined, but full of bags, looking full of joy.

"This ghost is too unprofessional, isn't it?" The white tiger rolled his eyes and scratched his ears in disgust.

I squinted at the flat road above, and the title of the movie was actually written on the lower right foot.

Sadako returns.