All around was blood-red, and it was even more desolate as far as the eye could see.

A little girl walks alone on this crimson earth, and the sky is full of red blood clouds. Even if Wen Zhong told her that the memory was here, when she really walked into this red sea of blood, she was completely confused. Just as she had wandered outside the safe zone, moving aimlessly. Even she didn't understand what she was going to face, and it wasn't until this moment that she realized that she had left her grandfather and brother, and she had no goal at all.

It wasn't that she hadn't thought about leaving, but the road behind her was covered in blood. She could only blindly continue to move forward, walking and walking, and suddenly there were bursts of cries and cries in the sea of blood around her. She turned her head to look and saw a thatched house suddenly appear in the distance, which was undoubtedly very conspicuous on the red earth.

But the little girl didn't want to go over, only to see in front of the hut, several people in ancient armor were fighting, and there were countless dead bodies lying on the ground, but the cry was made by a child by the wall. With this cry, the surrounding red sea of blood gradually revealed its true colors.

The red clouds dispersed all around, and endless killings were repeated everywhere. All the people who appeared in this sea of red blood didn't seem to see each other, and they could only keep repeating what had happened to them before they were absorbed. Kill or be killed, complete tranquility can only be a luxury for them.

The little girl seemed to be annoyed by the noisy cries and fighting sounds around her, so she covered her ears and ran forward desperately. She wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible, but the more she ran ahead, the more killing scenes awaited her ahead. This environment was oppressive and uncomfortable, and just when the little girl was very confused, she suddenly saw a short figure in the distance waving at her.

It was a chubby little boy, the boy was not tall, about the bridge of the nose of the little girl S, with a somewhat silly smile on his face. He beckoned in front of S and motioned for the little girl to follow.

This time, S followed, and vaguely she felt that the boy was a little familiar, but she forgot where she had seen it.

When the little boy saw S following, he turned around and ran forward. One of the two walks, and the other follows. Gradually, the seeping killing, wailing, moaning, and roaring on both sides were disappearing. It was as if the repetitive movie had been shut down, and the red sea of blood gradually disappeared into darkness, leaving only one child and one child in the world.

After walking for a short time, the surroundings were completely dark, and there was only boundless darkness on both sides along the way. Finally, there was a little light ahead, and it was a street lamp. The style of the street lamp is a bit old, it is the shape of the sea god trident, and the light is very conspicuous in the dark. The little boy guided the little girl all the way to the street lamp, and although the little girl S was full of doubts, she had no other way but to continue to follow the little boy.

After passing the first street light, another street light soon appeared in front of it. Although the road ahead is still shrouded in darkness, according to the law of the toes, it is not necessary to think twice to know that there must be more street lights waiting ahead. As he went deeper and deeper, one street lamp after another appeared in front of S. I've walked through about four lamps... No, maybe it's five street lights, S stopped.

Because right in front of me, a simple log cabin emerged from the darkness and appeared in front of S...

...

It was a darkness, a darkness that had been silent for a long time, so long that the concept of time had been completely blurred.

A soft sigh sounded in the darkness, and the man in the darkness opened his eyes, but there was nothing but darkness. I don't know how long it took, but a glimmer of light finally came out from above, and this light was slightly red, shining on the body of the figure in the darkness, making the person look dilapidated. Her body was covered with black wounds, her face was filthy, and her robes were even more black, as if she had experienced many terrible things.

Under the red light, her blue eyes were very blank, and she could only raise her head blankly and stare upward. Above the red light, you can faintly see the red clouds rolling.

Just as the man was looking at the sky and was dazed, the darkness in the distance suddenly illuminated, and looking through the low window, a door was opened in the distance...

...

The mountain ghost was about to grit his teeth and rush into the recovery pillar, but a figure appeared from the recovery pillar. The mountain ghost was stunned for a moment, and immediately became vigilant, but as soon as the figure broke away from the recovery light pillar, it fell to the ground. The mountain ghost watched in surprise as Wen Zhong came out of the recovery light pillar, and immediately flew over, landing on Wen Zhong's shoulder and asking with concern.

Wen Zhong sat on the ground and gasped for a while, finally relieving his breath. Although the collection of the pillar of light removed the black matter parasitic on his body, he had still experienced a big battle after all, and his physical strength had long been overdrawn.

With the disappearance of the recycled light pillar, the red sea of blood stayed in place so calmly, and the surrounding environment gradually quieted down. As countless darkness was filled with new terrain, all traces of fighting were obscured, as if there had been no major battle before.

Wen Zhong looked at the sea of blood in front of him and asked, "How long have I been inside?" ”

The mountain ghost calculated the time for a moment and replied, "About fifteen minutes or so, now... What are we going to do? “

Wen Zhong stood up and walked towards the red sea of blood without hesitation, "Needless to say, go in and get my memories back, and find Olivia!" “

The Red Sea of Blood seemed to know that Wen Zhong was coming in, and instead of attacking like Devouring the Sea of Hungry Ghosts, it slowly cracked open. Wen Zhong was stunned for a moment, glanced at the mountain ghost on his shoulder, and finally walked in.

...

The little boy stood at the front of the wooden house and beckoned to the little girl S. The little girl looked behind her, the street lamp behind her had long been hidden in the darkness, and it was pitch black all around. The only thing that lit the fire was the log cabin in front of it, and the oil lamp in front of the hut shook with a gentle breeze, and the fire flickered and dimmed, as if to herald an impending storm.

S had no choice but to walk towards the wooden house, the little boy stood in front of the door with a smile on his face, and when S reached the door of the wooden house, the little boy pointed to the wooden door, made a gesture to advance, and then disappeared into pieces.

The little girl S hesitated for a moment, then looked behind her, and the last street lamp was completely extinguished after she approached the wooden house, and disappeared into the darkness. It was as if there was only one small wooden house left between heaven and earth. She took a deep breath and finally pushed open the door to the cabin.

Walking through the gate, the hut was not as large as it looked from the outside, and looked a little cramped inside. When you enter through the main door, you can see the bookshelves on both sides of the corridor filled with various books. The corridor is very short, only a bookshelf is placed on each side, because there is no light, so the whole corridor appears very dark, only at the end there is a little light, faintly visible is a study.

S cautiously walked through the cloister towards the room. The style of the room is the same as that of the hallway, and the shelves against the walls are full of all kinds of books. A fireplace was facing the door, but the fire inside had been extinguished, and he poked his head out to look at the room carefully, but then a voice sounded.

"You... It's finally back! “

S retracted her head in fear, but nothing happened in the room, and she cautiously poked out again. In the cold room, a figure stood quietly by the window, with long flowing black hair swaying gently in the breeze on the window. There was a faint red pupil between the hair, and the eyes were full of melancholy. She looked at the little girl S, beckoned lightly and said, "Welcome back, my memory!" “

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