"Tamba—"

The heart-rending cries and a pair of clasped hands were simultaneously dispersed by this fierce wave, and they also swallowed Tang Ba's cries for help before he could exit.

Tang Ba didn't want to die yet, and tried his best to earn a chance to breathe, but before he could breathe, the wall above her head smashed down without half a moment's hesitation.

Finished!

When the sea sealed all her senses and her body sank into the ocean, Domba knew that death was only one step away from her.

She closed her eyes, feeling that she was calm at the moment......

People say that before dying, his life will flash in his mind like a movie, Tang Ba only hopes to see who his parents are, why they gave birth to her and abandoned her so ruthlessly, although he has learned to ignore this problem but he is obsessed with it before he dies.

It's a pity that what awaits Tang Ba is not what she hoped, but a sudden spin, a dark spin.

The weightlessness of the state will make people instinctively want to grasp something, and Tang Ba is no exception, although he knows that there is no result, he still can't control the instinctive drive, if you want to let Tang Ba describe it, this may be the struggle before death.

After that, everything stood still -

Donba tried to breathe, but she couldn't, she touched herself, she couldn't feel it.

This is death!

But she could see, she saw that she was standing in a green, blackened space, and the walls of the space were still beating regularly, back and forth.

Tumba tried to move her steps but couldn't find the nerve she could control, and as she staggered like a toddler to take her first step, she saw a shallow pit collapse under her feet.

Here it is soft.

Although he lost consciousness, the palm prints made when the palm of the hand attached to the beating inner wall were enough to indicate that this space was more like a living being.

It turns out that after death, people are like this!

When a person dies, he does not disappear into nothingness, nor does he become an out-of-body soul, but comes to this space like a human womb, not red, but dark green.

Do you want to wait here for the next rebirth?

The beating under the palm suddenly changed, and the originally gentle rhythm became sharp, evolving from a wave into countless steel cones, accompanied by more intense vibrations, and directly broke free from this womb-like skin, and flew straight towards Tang Ba with a clear goal.

Tang Ba had nowhere to hide and no time to hide, seeing countless steel cones drilling into her body like life, the strange thing was that she felt it, but it was not wonderful at all.

Tens of thousands of steel cones squeezed into the flesh little by little, breaking through every vein that hindered their progress and shuttling quickly through Tang Ba's body, this unprecedented pain was so clear that Tang Ba could even depict the path of each steel cone, and at the same time experienced what it means to be unable to survive or die.

However, there is no most pain, only more pain!

When all the steel cones in his body rushed to his chest and pierced into his heart, Tang Ba's silent struggle turned into a beastly roar—

There was not a trace of life in the empty cave, and the cold moonlight cast a band of light on the ground through the slender opening, which was also the only source of light in the cave.

In the corner of the cave lay a cold body, but strangely in this dry cave, this body was covered with green liquid.

With a roar, the body suddenly snapped to its feet, its eyes wide and filled with dark green liquid.

Short, half-length hair stuck to her pale face, and the liquid ran down her hairline, merging with the fluid from her ears, nose, and eyes, flowing to her bare body and eventually to the ground.

When Donba saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't tell where it was real.

Strange environment, strange body.

When Tang Ba looked at the pair of small hands and this naked body close at hand, her mind went blank-

The residual pain in his body is still there, but for Tang Ba, who has already experienced ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, this pain is really nothing. She staggered to her feet, slowly moving to the slender hole. Near the entrance to the cave is a small clearing, surrounded by trees as far as the eye can see.

When the moon in the sky was so big that it was close at hand, the mottled white of the moon was flushed with ruddy, and every leaf reflected was swaying with the wind like a puddle of water, and the shadows of the trees seemed to be no longer than the light surrounding the cave entrance, and spontaneously formed two worlds, one dark and one bright.

She kept admonishing herself to be calm, to be calm, and she was also self-deceptive when she saw her thin and elongated shadow embedded in the narrow band of light in the cave.

Tang Ba wiped a handful of liquid on his face that had not yet dried, and walked calmly to the place where he was lying just now.

By the light, she could see that there was a small dry package there, which looked like it had been prepared a long time ago.

The contents of the parcel were simple: a short whip two fingers thick and tough, a piece of silk the size of a handkerchief wrapped around a stone in the shape of a black triangular pyramid, and two burlap pockets of the same texture as the wrapping cloth, both gray and white, and a little prickly to the touch.

Tang Ba shook off a burlap pocket and used it as a towel, and examined the body as if he were rubbing his bones.

Very skinny.

This was the first impression of Damba.

The ribs are visible, the limbs are also hanging on the body like chopsticks, and only the head has a messy hair.

Tang Ba has been a preschool teacher for four years, and although this body is thin and small, she can determine at a glance that her new body is definitely more than 7 years old, and she can't tell if it is specific. The only thing worthy of praise is the delicate skin like a baby, but at this time it was also tormented by Damba with a sack.

The coarse cloth pockets were thick, heavy, and rough, but they were the only cloth left to cover their shame so far. Although this body has not grown yet, it has not ...... here Outsiders, but she is not used to returning to the basics like this, after all, she hides a 29-year-old heart inside.

Tang Ba pondered how to wrap it around her body, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the three holes in the cloth pocket.

She asked herself that with her current strength, she couldn't tear such a coarse cloth with her bare hands, but fortunately this was originally a piece of clothing, and the size was ...... Just right!

The pullover goes in and the hem hangs straight down to the ankle, and the cuffs of the sleeves are tailored at first glance. It's just that the inside is empty, and it feels a little subtle.

She put both on her body, and tied the short whip around her waist, and the feeling of emptiness was better.

Sleepless nights are long, and there are dangers in the woods.

Not wanting to sleep or going out, Donba sat on the ground and stared at the wrapping cloth spread out in front of him and the two things placed on it, thinking about a very elusive question.

What the hell happened to me?

The strange space, the steel cone that burrowed into the body, the green liquid, the clothes that were just the right size, the body that couldn't be ignored, and the cloth bag in front of him that seemed to have been prepared for a long time.

Tang Ba pinched the triangular pyramid that was only the size of her palm and looked at the moonlight, the jet-black cone was glowing with layers of dark green, and after looking at it for a long time, it felt like there was gas flowing slowly inside.

She twitched her brain, leaned to her mouth and licked it, colorless and tasteless was a little cold, and then, she calmly put it aside, picked up the piece of silk and shook it, lifted it up to the moonlight and began to check whether there was a sandwich and handwriting, rubbed and smelled and tasted it, and in the same way, she tossed the wrapping cloth again, and finally untied the temporary belt and touched it inch by inch......

No spells, no blood books, no traps—

Tang Ba's movements were slow and steady, but his inner roar became more and more hoarse.

Lose your marbles!

I must be crazy!