Wen Yuan calmly walked through the black cave.

Many roars rang in his ears, but he ignored them.

As he farther forward, the candles in front of him lit one after another, and then many sculptures appeared, all of which were children, looking in one direction with blank expressions.

He knew all those children.

Familiar dead faces appeared in front of him.

Wen Yuan's eyes sank slightly.

Countless memories slowly emerged, as if to wrap him.

He was suddenly a little tired.

But he hesitated for a moment, but continued on.

……

All the pictures are so similar.

Wen Yuan even knew what he would encounter if he continued to walk.

Two more sculptures suddenly appeared in front of them, seemingly talking.

One of them was a man with small eyes, and from the depths of those eyes the light was sharp and gloomy. The other was a kind woman, with a smile on her lips, but no one knew what was going on in her heart.

Of course Wen Yuan remembered them.

Intendant.

That's a nightmare for all the kids.

……

A soft song sounded in my ears, like the chanting of countless children.

In normal times, this must sound childlike.

But in the empty cave, Wen Yuan was the only one, so how did this song sound?

No one knows the answer.

……

At the end of the road is a door.

Wen Yuan's footsteps stopped there.

He didn't go inside, but he could imagine what it was like.

Inside were iron beds on which countless children had once laid, bleeding and crying, and letting out a shrill scream that had never come down.

He also tossed and turned in it.

Those painful years.

Obviously careful enough.

But the moment Wen Yuan pushed the door open, a huge explosion sounded inside, and the cloud blood sword in his hand began to tremble, making a sword roar.

A huge amount of power suddenly exploded from inside, and Wen Yuan flashed, and several blood-colored blades still flew across his chest, cutting off a strand of hair.

Wen Yuan's fingers immediately formed a mark, and a crimson blood dragon swirled, rushing inside-

It was like a hurricane rolling up inside the door, and the sound of breaking wind sounded frequently, and a huge air flow came out from inside.

Wen Yuan's robe flew up, and he could barely open his eyes.

Someone suddenly touched him behind him.

A cold, ominous feeling.

He turned his head slightly, but saw that the child sculptures had just appeared behind him, as well as the man and the woman.

Everyone had strange smiles on their faces, and their eyes were staring at him blankly.

……

Mu Jiujiu's whole body was lying on the edge of the lake.

There were many conversations in my ears, like recordings that had suddenly sped up.

At this moment, she can only capture a small part.

"Will you come back to see me?"

"My name is Sheng Canglan. The prosperity of the prosperity, the vicissitudes of a drop in the ocean, the magnificent waves, can you remember? ”

"Remembered."

"Can you tell me, then, your name, little girl?"

“…… My name is Chi Qingqiu. ”

The voice seemed to stumble from afar, far and near, and even at a moment it had the illusion that it was in her ears.

But Mu Jiujiu looked around, everything was as usual, except for the sound of the wind sweeping through the leaves.

A shadow swept through the lake, startling a splash.

Appears to be a fish.

The bottom of the water flashed brightly, and she saw that its scales seemed to glow.

The ghost sent the gods, and Mu Jiujiu stretched out his hand to catch the rain.

But she didn't touch half of her arm, but she never touched it.

It's weird.

It was as if the fingertips were touching something.

It's the koi.

It turned out to be warm, it was amazing.

At the same time, a strange feeling rose in her heart.

Although the conditioned reflex wanted to retract his hand, he was inexplicably enchanted, as if he didn't want to leave the warmth of his fingertips.

Mu Jiujiu exerted himself and took the koi out of the water.

It seemed to be heavy, and it took a lot of effort every time she got it up.

Suddenly, the hands were empty.

Mu Jiujiu felt as if his fingers were touching something entangled.

She withdrew her hand to confirm.

It was found to be a strand of long black hair.

She suddenly came to her senses and threw the strand into the water.

Mu Jiujiu thought to himself, what the hell is this, it always feels like everything looks wrong.

Also, whose hair is this?

The surroundings are calm, the leaves sway slowly in the sun, and everything looks peaceful and peaceful.

Mu Jiujiu thought to himself, it's strange to be peaceful, how to look wrong here.

And this lake, it's all weird stuff in there.

A moment.

Mu Jiujiu suddenly felt that he had made a mistake.

She shouldn't have been staring at the lake.

This thing is like a magical power, I don't know why, the more she looks, the more she feels that there seems to be something extremely attractive at the bottom, so she can't take her eyes off.

The devil sent the gods, and she put her hand into the lake again, hoping to touch something.

Even though a voice in her heart told her not to do this, she couldn't resist that instinctive reaction.

Luckily, this time she sank into half of her arm and never touched anything again.

At the same time, an inexplicable sense of regret arises spontaneously.

Forget it, she'd better get out of here, this lake is poisonous.

Mu Jiujiu just wanted to retract his hand, but suddenly felt as if he had been touched by something, and even, was held.

Her heart tightened, and she suddenly wanted to pull her hand up, but she saw some transparent foam gradually floating on the surface of the lake.

Somewhere, a mist condensed, blurring her vision.

It's been suffered, is it too late for her to run now? Mu Jiujiu complained in his heart, and his fingers were covered with Fengyue Dream, planning to go next.

But she looked at the scene in front of her, but her eyes froze.

In the mist.

A girl in a plain dress broke through the water, her wet hair draped over her shoulders, and tilted her head to look at her.

The girl had a face identical to hers.

Chi Qingqiu.

Girl, why are you in the water!?

Mu Jiujiu felt that the whole person was not good.

Also, is it a human or a ghost in front of her?

Here, Ji Qingqiu stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch her.

Mu Jiujiu subconsciously wanted to retreat, but she was surprised to find that her body was like a spell and could not move a bit.

Chi Qingqiu only touched it cautiously at first, touching Mu Jiujiu's cheek, and was suddenly stunned, as if surprised by her truth.

At the same time, she heard the other call softly.

"Master."

Master, a hammer, girl, you can see clearly, I am also a woman, and I look a little like you.

Mu Jiujiu was caught off guard and looked at Chi Qingqiu, and she found that her eyes were very clear. There were too many emotions in his eyes, and Mu Jiujiu looked away at a loss.

At the same time, Mu Jiujiu saw his own appearance on the lake clearly.

Immediately, she was shocked in her heart, and her whole body froze.

It was clearly not his own face.