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"It's so tormenting to be alive!"

On the green hillside, a thin young man standing in the wind muttered. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The boy's name is Xintian, and he is thirteen years old this year.

At the same age as a flower, he should have spent his youth and frolicked on campus with his peers, but in addition to the sheep and a Tibetan mastiff, there was only his aunt who accompanied Xintian. If you don't count the pain of purgatory twice a day, it's not bad. Xintian couldn't go to school because of this strange disease.

Every noon, Xintian's blood is like boiling magma, his whole body is like being scorched by flames, his originally fair skin becomes like a red hot soldering iron, and even his hair and eyelashes turn red, and his roots stand upright.

Luckily, there is also an aunt.

My aunt's name is Lin Ya, and the title "aunt" is also called by my aunt to Xintian. In Xintian's eyes, her aunt is the only relative, regardless of whether her surname is "Xin" or not.

Xintian and his aunt live in a small mountain village on the border of Sichuan and Tibet, where the people are simple, the population is sparse, and there are few people of the same age. Xintian, who didn't go to school for a few days because of physical reasons, almost all the knowledge was taught by his aunt, and his aunt was all of Xiao Xintian.

In Xintian's heart, his aunt was still a woman like water: at noon, when Xintian was scorching hot, his aunt's arms were like icy streams, and at midnight, when Xintian was like falling into an ice cave, his aunt's arms were like boiling hot springs. But—the aunt disappeared inexplicably three years ago and never reappeared.

"Auntie, where have you been? Don't you want Xiaotian?"

Looking at the higher and higher sun, I felt that the blood in my body was becoming more and more restless, and I knew that I was going to "burn" again.

At this time, it seemed that the sky was getting dark.

"Is it so dark, it's just noon?" Xintian looked up a little confused, and then opened his mouth wide in surprise.

A black line across the sky is rapidly widening, like a huge hole in the sky, revealing a boundless black curtain, and like a demon opening a giant evil eye, the magic eye without pupils seems to be able to devour everything, and even the entire world.

A child-sized "magic eye" also suddenly appeared, surrounding Xintian, one by one, one by one, extremely weird. Sen Sen's chill seemed to temporarily extinguish Xintian's boiling blood, and the boundless fear was like a giant hand clutching Xintian's throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Is the devil coming to take my life? am I going to die?" Xintian's consciousness was a little dazed, "That's fine! I don't have to endure the inhuman torture every day anymore." It's just, can I see my aunt when I'm dead?"

At this time, the sky was completely dark, even the sound seemed to disappear, and the whole world was eerily quiet. Suddenly, an extremely subtle light flashed from the sky, "piercing" into Xintian's forehead. Under the severe pain, Xintian instinctively struggled and crashed into a "magic eye" beside him, and suddenly, a mountain of vertigo hit, and Xintian completely lost consciousness.

............

How fast is a moment, how slow is a lifetime, how long is a dream?

It seemed like a moment, it seemed like a lifetime, and it seemed like it was just a dream.

In his dream, Xintian felt that he was immersed in a magical lake, which was constantly integrated into his body, into his blood, and into his life.

The mysterious lake water was repeatedly washed in his body, and every time he washed it, Xintian could feel that his body was lighter, cleaner, and more comfortable, and the impurities, hidden dangers, and discomforts in his body gradually decreased, until they were undetectable, and even the blood that was ready to burst into trouble at all times gradually settled down, and an indescribable pleasure overflowed all over his body. This made Xintian can't help but immerse himself in this feeling, and he didn't want to wake up for a long time.

It's like my aunt's embrace......

However, no matter how long dreams are, there is an end to them.

Xintian wakes up to find himself lying on the mouth of a giant bottle. The bottle is very large, but Xintian feels that he can "see" every corner of the bottle without opening his eyes, and vaguely he is the owner of the bottle. It's a strange feeling.

It was a shapeless space, gray and dimly lit, like the dawn of winter.

A large bottle hangs right in the middle. The diameter of the bottle mouth is about ten meters, and the neck of the bottle between the bottle mouth and the bottle body seems to be filled with transparent gelatinous material, making the bottle mouth form a smooth plane, like a huge bed.

The bottle is twice as thick, 100 meters high, slender and long, I can't see any material, but the crystal white looks very comfortable. The edge of the bottle mouth is still sparsely covered with a few slender green branches, swaying slightly.

The surroundings of the bottle are vast, revealing an ancient, heavy atmosphere, as if the eternal and eternal heaven and earth. There was also a very thin layer of liquid at the bottom of the bottle, the smell of which was familiar to Xintian, exactly like the mysterious lake water in his dream.

"What is this place? Am I being swallowed by the devil?"

In his ignorance, Xintian suddenly felt a calling. Rubbing his messy hair, Xintian struggled to open his blinded eyes and look into the center of the bottle.

There is a flower bed with a diameter of three meters, and in the center of the flower bed there is a raised stone platform with a groove in the middle of the stone platform. There is a small flower on each side of the stone platform - one red like a flame, and one blue like the sea. The strong contrast gives people a sense of incomparable harmony.

Looking at these two little flowers, Xintian's heart swelled with a strong sense of intimacy, it was a feeling of blood connection, as if these two little flowers were part of his body.

"The 'strange disease' seems to be cured!"

Xintian, who has been tormented by "strange diseases" since childhood, has perseverance and maturity beyond ordinary people, but feels unprecedented ease and comfort physically and mentally, and Xintian still has an urge to look up to the sky and howl.

Gradually calming down, Xintian began to think about his current situation.

First of all, Xintian found that he had grown a lot taller, and the clothes that had been fitting were much smaller; the blood in his body, which was always restless, was incomparably safe and docile at this time, and there seemed to be a mysterious energy in the blood, which was always moisturizing and improving his body; the muscles on his body were slightly raised, although the whole person still looked thin, but he could feel that his strength had definitely increased a lot; his skin had become smoother, like white jade, delicate and shiny.

"What the hell happened? Didn't I get swallowed by the Eye and faint? Why did it seem like a long time? I haven't had a seizure for so long, my strange illness should be cured, right? But it's been a long time, why don't I feel hungry so much?"

Xintian was puzzled.

"Let's find a way to get out first, I don't know what happened to the mastiff and the sheep. Xintian quickly made a decision and began to look around for an exit to the space, but found nothing.

"By the way, I should be the owner of this bottle space, right? Maybe going out only requires a thought?" Xintian's heart moved slightly, locking on the idea of "going out", and the figure disappeared in an instant.

......

"Whew......" Xintian let out a long sigh, "It's finally out!"

Immediately, Xintian discovered that this was obviously not the place before he was devoured by the "Demon Eye".

It is a cylindrical warehouse.

The warehouse is not large, eight or nine meters in diameter, four or five meters high, and is closed all around. The walls of the warehouse were whitewashed, and there was a huge skylight on the roof, from which a vast white light poured down.

There seemed to be a very thin layer of white mist in the warehouse, which was eerily quiet, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the dark red mud on the ground seemed to be secretly confiding that this was not a peaceful place.

Xintian frowned slightly, looked around the bare warehouse, and found that he was not the only one here.

Several bloodied, ragged men huddled against the walls of the warehouse, their eyes blank and glazed.

"Little brother, don't stand in the middle, come here!" At this moment, a crisp girl's voice came.

Xintian looked up and saw that it was a little girl about ten years old who spoke. Although the female doll is also covered with blood, her eyebrows are clear and her face is picturesque, and she looks like a beauty.

The little girl was held tightly in the arms of a woman. The woman was in her thirties, with a delicate face and a slender figure, and her tattered clothes faintly revealed a few places of fair skin.

"Come here, my mom and I will squeeze some space out for you. The little girl urged a little hurriedly.

Xintian smiled at the little girl and strode over.

"Don't come here, don't come near me, don't push me out!"

A young woman, almost naked, suddenly screamed nervously at Shintian.

Xintian stood in front of her in astonishment, wondering why she had reacted so violently.

"Shut up!" a lean scar-faced man behind the woman whispered viciously, "Otherwise, if you attract the orcs guarding outside the door, you will be the first to die!"

Only then did Xintian see that there were five people crowded into this small corner, two men and three women.

Nervous women, little girls, mothers and daughters, and a skinny man huddled around the perimeter, while "Scarface" shrunk behind them, clinging to the wall.

Xintian glanced at the nervous woman, shook his head slightly, and walked towards the little girl.

"Don't! Don't! Don't squeeze in, I don't want to be squeezed out, I don't want to die!" the neurotic woman erupted in a high-decibel hiss again, as if it was an incomparably terrifying thing for Shintian to squeeze in.

"Shut up, don't pull us if you want to die!" Scarface turned blue and kicked the neurotic woman hard, kicking her out of the pile.

"Ahh

"Bang", at this moment, the big iron door of the warehouse was violently pushed open, and a behemoth bent down and squeezed in.

Giants, Giant Apes, King Kong?

Xintian, who was already sitting next to the little girl, was stunned by the hideous-looking "giant beast" in front of him, "This is a realistic version of King Kong!"

The "giant beast" is about three meters tall and nearly two meters wide, with a long arm and short legs, violent eyes, and a very short black hair, which is not much different from a giant ape.

Several people in the warehouse were frightened at this time, and the thin man muttered, "The orcs are here...... It's over......"

When the nervous woman saw the sudden appearance of the "giant beast", she bounced up like a spring and quickly pounced on the pile of people leaning against the wall.

The nervous woman's movements were like a fuse, and everyone on the wall reacted quickly, clinging to the wall more closely, like a hedgehog in danger, shrinking her body hard, and hating to shrink into the cold and hard wall.

The neurotic woman tried to melt into the shrinking pile, but was grabbed by the long hair by the approaching "giant beast" and lifted it up in the air.

The "giant beast" smiled fiercely at the woman who was desperately struggling and crying in despair, revealing two rows of sharp and cold teeth in his mouth, and then tore off one of the woman's arms in one bite, and in the screams of fear of everyone, blood splattered and ate raw.

Raw.

Then the other arm, both legs......

The nervous woman's cry became weaker and weaker, and she fainted several times from severe pain and fear, and several times she woke up from the stimulation of severe pain, and watched her limbs gradually eaten by the "giant beast" in a daze.

The warehouse was filled with the sound of sharp teeth gnawing at bones and devouring flesh.

Countless white mist-like gases poured in from the open warehouse door, obscuring the bloody scene in front of everyone a little.

Looking at the cruel picture in front of him, Xintian felt as if his heart was being tightly held by an invisible giant hand, and his first reaction was to enter the bottle space, but he found that he couldn't enter at all, and the fear that was difficult to get rid of made Xintian couldn't help but take a deep breath.

As a large amount of white mist was inhaled into Xintian's body, something unexpected happened.

As the fresh air accompanied by the thick fog was inhaled, Xintian had the illusion of inhaling the elixir and jade dew, and the cells all over his body seemed to be cheering and excitedly competing to "eat" the air. Xintian felt that this breath was like a gurgling stream flowing through the long-dried land, which was quickly eaten up, and then turned into a trace of hot wire and integrated into his body, so comfortable that Xintian almost screamed.

"Is this immortal qi not successful?" Xintian couldn't help but breathe in a big gulp of "immortal qi", the pleasure of his body became more and more intense, and his consciousness seemed to be a little flustered, and the whole person sat still like this, entering a chaotic state.